Chapter 1001 Eighteen Years
Li Sheng's eyes were cold and he stared at Ye Futian and said, "You are so confident that I dare not kill you?"
Ye Futian had a sneer on his lips, and his body approached a little and pressed against Li Sheng, saying, "Even if you want to enter my harem, how much interest do you think I am in you?"
The two of them looked at each other, and the coldness filled Li Sheng's body, which caused the surrounding temperature to drop a little. The lake water under the boat was faintly frozen. Many people who were approaching the lake were shivering involuntarily. Why was it suddenly so cold?
Ye Futian seemed to be unable to feel it. His lips approached Li Sheng, and Li Sheng's body became colder and colder. However, Ye Futian pressed against her ears and said coldly: "If Sister Li Sheng asks others for help, pay attention to her attitude in the future."
After the words came, the boat he sat down was shattered into nothingness. The two of them fell, and Ye Futian stood up, took one step and left here directly.
Li Sheng traveled thousands of miles to this remote Qingzhou City from Jiuzhou, of course, not just to stimulate him. Now, Jiuzhou has many people killed him, and many people watch the fun. There must be many people waiting for him to go back to take revenge.
And Li Sheng will definitely be the most urgent person.
"The King of Zhou and the King of Xihua and others left Jiuzhou for a while to go to the upper realm. As for why they went, think about it yourself." Li Sheng was also standing on the lake, looking at Ye Futian's gradually disappearing figure coldly.
The ban on Xia Emperor was lifted, and the undercurrents of Jiuzhou were surging. Ye Futian lived in seclusion in the remote Qingzhou City because of his wife's death, and he refused to return to Jiuzhou. The people from her Glazed Temple are still out. Even if she is not afraid to show up easily, she can only come to Qingzhou City.
After all, she was not qualified to let Jiang Sheng, the Void Sword Saint who had been reborn for her for a lifetime, take action for her.
"Isn't this attitude much better?" Ye Futian's voice came into his ears, and Li Sheng's expression was still cold. However, although Ye Futian was a very bastard, if she said that she was murderous, she actually didn't.
A flash of figure, Li Sheng's figure disappeared, but she did not leave Qingzhou City. She also had to look at Ye Futian's safety. Not only could she not kill Ye Futian, but others could not kill them.
After they left, a cruise ship rowed here and stared at the shattered boat. The woman just now was so beautiful that she was suffocating.
Is that white-haired young man Ye Futian?
Just now, they had a conflict?
However, although they were curious, they did not see it clearly and did not know what was going on.
After Ye Futian received the advice from Li Sheng, he did not change his previous regular life. It was still so simple, without any change.
Every night, I still go to the lake to enjoy the beautiful scenery of Qingzhou City.
And in the past few days, he clearly felt that many people arrived in Qingzhou City, including many powerful people from the Supreme Saint Dao Palace.
The ban issued by Emperor Xia on Jiuzhou is not a secret. If the people in the upper realm are in the lower realm, they will know that even if the Saint King Zhou and the Saint King Xihua are willing to pay a big price, there will be no holy figures who will risk offending Emperor Xia to attack him.
Then, the only people that King Zhou and King Xihua can find must be wise men, and people at this level, with their current cultivation, are fearless at all.
Before we knew it, the end of the 10,017th year of the Shenzhou calendar came.
On this day, Qingzhou City gathered together. Under the night sky, Qingzhou City was illuminated by lights like daytime.
For practitioners of low-level realms and ordinary people, every year's New Year's Eve is an extremely important day. They do not have a long life span, nor will they practice in seclusion like people of high-level realms, which may span a year.
In the land of Jiuzhou, it is impossible to have the atmosphere of Qingzhou City.
Ye Futian accompanied the teacher, teacher's wife and Yu Sheng and the others to have a dinner together, and then came to the shore of Qingzhou Lake again.
On this day, fireworks bloomed in Qingzhou Lake, which was so beautiful that it was breathtaking. On this day, there were countless men and women walking together in Qingzhou Lake, enjoying this sweet and quiet time.
Ye Futian walked casually, some guessing riddles, and some making tricks.
At this moment, he seemed to have traveled through time and space and returned to eighteen years ago. How similar this scene is.
"Auntie, I want a wishing lamp." Ye Futian walked to a stall and said.
"Okay." The aunt nodded with a smile, handed the wishing lamp to Ye Futian, looked at him and said, "Why did the young man turn white when he is young? Don't worry too much, it's easy to get old."
"Yeah, thank you aunt." Ye Futian smiled and took the wishing lamp, then went to the lakeside, put the wishing lamp into the lake water, then closed his eyes and made a wish. On that day, the holy war, Jieyu's body was destroyed and his soul drifted away. Hua Qingqing sent a message to him, born from fate and destroyed from fate, and she would take care of Jieyu for herself.
Therefore, although he knew that his hope was slim, he still made a wish that Jieyu was still in this world, even if he only had a wisp of soul.
Opening his eyes, Ye Futian looked up at the sky, and fireworks bloomed in the sky, crossing the night sky, as if it was the most beautiful picture in the world.
At this moment, Ye Futian felt that there was still a figure standing beside him. The girl who was stunning in time seemed to have never left and was always in his heart.
Not far behind Ye Futian, Loulanxue and Yu Sheng stood there quietly, and they were following him all the time.
Loulan Xuenai is a woman with delicate feelings, so she can naturally detect the emotions in Ye Futian's heart. She knew that Ye Futian must be missing his past and Hua Jieyu. Did they meet here or fall in love?
It's really beautiful here.
Looking up at the fireworks in the sky, there was a tear in the corner of her eyes. Why did she leave like this, leaving behind the lonely figure by the lake?
Although she wanted to walk over at this moment, stand by him and enjoy the beautiful scenery with him, she knew that she was not worthy.
Even though he was alone, in his heart at this moment, perhaps he could only stand beside him that woman who would no longer appear again.
In Qingzhou Lake, Qin Yi, General Qin, Feng Qingxue, Yang Xiu, Feng Ruhai are all there. They are in Qingzhou Lake today for the New Year, looking at the figure on the lakeside without disturbing him.
They all know that here, there are memories that belong to them.
"Eighteen years ago today, we were having a banquet at your Uncle Ye's house. On that day, she came to her house alone to find a futian." Feng Ruhai said softly, as if he was also trapped in memories.
He still remembers that they wanted to match Feng Qingxue and Futian that day, but the sixteen-year-old girl appeared, which amazed everyone and pulled Ye Futian away. It must have been on that day that she and Futian had established a romantic relationship.
"Well, today eighteen years ago may be the day they fell in love." Feng Qingxue nodded slightly.
"Time flies so fast, has it been eighteen years in the blink of an eye?" Feng Ruhai murmured to himself: "I hope that after today, he can come out completely. Qingxue, if you have the chance, you will persuade him, he does not belong here."
"Yeah." Feng Qingxue nodded.
"Why does it feel a little cold?" Feng Ruhai suddenly spoke, "Are you old?"
"Dad, I feel a little bit too. Maybe the temperature at night is cooler." Feng Qingxue said softly, but she felt that the coolness was not just the coolness on the surface, but a feeling that it was indescribable, which was very strange.
At this time, there were endless cruises in Qingzhou Lake. In one of the extremely luxurious cruise boats, a middle-aged man who looked like a prodigal man was lying there, enjoying it very much. There was a beautiful woman playing the piano music in front of him, and his hands were surrounded by one. These women were wearing thin clothes, and their palms could clearly feel the tender skin touch.
A woman fed the wine glass into the middle-aged man's mouth. He drank in one gulp, stroked the woman's skin with both hands, and even reached into the skirt, causing the woman to make a coquettish sound, but her body fell softly in his arms.
The beauty was in her arms, playing in the boat, so happy and graceful. The middle-aged man was a little lazy and looked up inadvertently at a figure on the lakeside. A white-haired young man was standing there. At this moment, although the middle-aged man was still smiling, there seemed to be a flash of lightning in his slightly narrowed eyes, but the woman next to him could not notice it at all.
Middle-aged is a killer, codenamed Wuming, a killer of the top killer forces in the upper world, and ranks second in the sage level killer list.
Moreover, he himself was born into the holy-level force in the upper realm. He joined the killer force to temper his own strength.
He rarely takes on tasks, and there are too few people who deserve his attack, but the people who will be killed in this mission are very interesting to him.
Ye Futian, the Lord of the Holy Land of the Nine Provinces in the Lower Realm, and the lower-level wise king, had entered the Nine Heavens Taoist Temple, broke through the Nine Heavens, and defeated Pei Qianying, the strong man on the Nine Heavens Dao List, with a crushing attitude.
In addition, there is another record. In the Battle of the Imperial Tomb of the Lower Realm, facing many top sages in the Heavenly Jiuzhou of the Lower Realm, killing the four powerful people on the Lower Realm list.
After that, the seven holy places surrounded Zhisheng Dao Palace and were still not killed, but the news about that battle seemed to be blocked by Emperor Xia, and no one knew what was going on.
Such a target instantly attracted his attention. Now, under the holy realm, few people he wants to kill can survive, even the characters on the Nine Heavens of Heaven and Heavens List of the Upper Realm. If it is not challenging, he will not even come.
Of course, in addition to being interested, the rewards that the people who issued the mission this time were also somewhat amazing, breaking the record of goals below the holy realm and causing a considerable sensation.
Wuming knew that it was not just him who came this time. Just today, there were many people who had the same purpose as him in Qingzhou Lake.
But he was still confident that he would only be the one who killed Ye Futian.
At this time, on the shore of Qingzhou Lake, not only Feng Ruhai and others felt the chill, but many people felt it.
On the shore of the lake, Ye Futian looked at the fireworks all over the sky with a bright smile. Then he restrained his smile and looked down at Qingzhou Lake.
After taking a step forward, Ye Futian did not play the piano this day, but stepped on a small boat, and the boat floated forward, like an arrow leaving the string, shooting towards the center of the lake.
Chapter completed!