"Xian Er?"
Ye Feng was caught off guard, he had never seen a girl cry before, he panicked and did not know how to comfort her.
"Uh, this…Xian Er, don't cry. Look, I wasn't beaten to death.”
"Wuwuwu…big idiot, do you know how worried Xian Er was just now? Why are you so reckless!"
Ye Feng's heart softened, a doting smile appeared on his face, he reached out and rubbed her head.
It turned out that this girl cared about him so much. He suddenly felt the warmth of family.
Xian Er raised her head, her delicate face was covered in tears, her eyes were red from crying, she begged Ye Feng pitifully: ""Brother! Promise me, don't be so impulsive next time, okay?”
"Yes! I promise you! I won't be beaten to death in the future!”
Ye Feng had a serious expression as he vouched for Ye Xian 'er.
"Puchi ~~~"
Ye Xian 'er smiled through her tears as she rubbed her eyes.
"Damn brother, you're so indecent!"
……
On the other side, the guards and Ye Mingyun were tortured by this scene of deep sibling love.
The guards hugged each other and sobbed.
"Sob, sob, sob…What a f * cking touching scene!”
"I have the heart of a girl! F * ck! Who the f * ck secretly pinched my anus!"
"Why don't I have such a cute sister?”
Ye Mingyun was speechless.
"Cough cough!"
He coughed dryly and walked over to interrupt Ye Feng and Ye Xian 'er's play.
He pretended to have a serious expression and said to Ye Feng.
"Feng 'er, come with me to the training room.”
Before Ye Feng could reply, Ye Xian 'er suddenly jumped out and opened her arms, blocking in front of Ye Feng and confronting Ye Mingyun.
"Dad, what are you doing to my brother?”
That hostile look on her face made it seem like Ye Mingyun was going to do something bad to her brother.
Ye Mingyun was speechless.
Ye Mingyun raised his knife and knocked the little girl's head with a chestnut.。
"He is my son! What else can I do to him? Have you watched too many TV dramas? Hurry up and refine pills!"
"Yes ~"
Ye Xian 'er hugged her head and responded weakly. Tears welled up in her eyes as she ran away dejectedly.
Before he left, he turned around and stuck out his tongue at Ye Feng.
Ye Feng could not help but laugh, this demon sister was quite cute sometimes.
In the end, they came to a very tall building with the words "Practice Room" hanging on it. It was a magnificent sight.
This was the Ye Clan's private practice room. The clan's disciples and even the guards could cultivate here.
At this time, there were very few people cultivating in the training room, only a few were scattered around. When they saw Ye Mingyun and Ye Feng, they greeted them respectfully.
Ye Mingyun picked an empty room and the two of them walked in.
Hearing this, Ye Feng's heart skipped a beat.
He tried to figure out Ye Mingyun's intention in saying this. He deduced it based on the melodramatic plots in the novels he had read in his previous life.
Ye Mingyun must have told him about his family's long and powerful history and how it could not be ruined by his generation. Then, he would praise him for his good performance a few days ago and how talented he was. Then, he would make the final decision!
You're such a genius. It's a pity not to cultivate!
Motherf * cker! The challenge was here!
At this time, how to maintain the bottom line and not cultivate, how to be shameless, was a matter of knowledge.
"Our Ye family has a history of more than a thousand years since our ancestors. Every generation has produced talented people…"
As expected, Ye Mingyun raised his head and immersed himself in his memories. His voice was full of emotion and his tone was melancholic.
At this time, Ye Feng interrupted him, saying only four words.
"I don't cultivate."
"Eh!"
Ye Mingyun's eyes widened!
He turned around and stared at Ye Feng with a dumbfounded expression.
F * ck!
Ye Mingyun realized that he had lost his composure. He coughed twice and regained his serious expression. His tone was stern, wanting to show his dignity as a father.
"Why? Do you know that in this world where the strong prey on the weak, not cultivating means being weak, and being weak means death!”
Hearing this, a layer of worry appeared on Ye Feng's face as he spoke in a cynical tone.
"Father! Do you know how violent this world is? Everyone only knew how to cultivate, but no one had ever thought that the pursuit of higher realms was just for more killing. In fact, other than cultivation and killing, there was a better poem and distance. Could you light a lamp in the dead of night and look at the starry sky outside the window and quietly think about what we cultivate for? So what if his realm had increased?”
Ye Feng paused and looked at Ye Mingyun sincerely.
Ye Mingyun's heart was in turmoil.
His own son!
At such a young age, he actually had such deep thoughts and awareness.
On the other hand, as a father, he was addicted to it. Indeed, this world was too cruel…
Yet, he forced his violent thoughts on his own child. Was this choice correct?
Ye Mingyun fell into deep thought. Tears welled up in his old eyes, and he was at a loss.
At this time, Ye Feng looked up at the sky at a forty-five-degree angle, his gaze was long and distant, like an old monk who had seen through the mortal world.
"Now you understand, right? Even though my realm is very low, what I pursue is something that others can't imagine! " Alright, after saying so much, I just want to express one thing for you. It's also my true thoughts. There's only one reason why I don't want to cultivate. Because cultivating…is very f * cking tiring!”
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