Five years ago, a mysterious 'Eight Desolations Diagram' led to the massacre of the Ye family.
That night, Ye Qiu was saved by a mysterious person, becoming the only survivor of the Y...
Wang Ji's words startled Wang Xiaoyu, causing her cheeks to flush red and her delicate body to tremble slightly. She hurriedly knelt before Ye Qiu again: "Emperor Xia, my brother is ignorant. He's talking nonsense. I would never dare to like you, really, I really don't."
"Uh, no, no, don't kneel all the time." Ye Qiu said, laughing and crying at the same time, as he pulled Wang Xiaoyu up: "You're not allowed to kneel anymore."
"Aren't you angry with me?"
"Why should I blame you? Blame you for not liking me? Or blame you for liking me? If we're talking about normal reasoning, I think a man wouldn't blame a woman for liking him, but there's a certain chance he would blame her for not liking him. Which do you think it is?"
Ye Qiu asked with a smile.
Wang Xiaoyu lowered her head, her eyes filled with nervousness, and once again stammered, unsure of what to say.
"Alright, let's drop this topic. I won't blame you for anything, and don't overthink it. I'm going to go back and cultivate."
Ye Qiu walked from the back door to the back of Wang Xiaoyu's house.
There is a small courtyard behind the house. The courtyard is very quiet, with some flowers and plants, and a cute little rabbit is kept there.
Outside, Wang Xiaoyu rushed into the kitchen, grabbed Wang Ji's ear, and whispered, "You little rascal, what nonsense were you spouting just now?"
"I'm not talking nonsense, sister, you just like it..."
"You still dare to talk back." Wang Xiaoyu covered Wang Ji's mouth: "If you dare to talk nonsense again, I'll ruin your plans and prevent you from becoming an apprentice."
"Ah, sister, I was wrong, I will never do it again."
Wang Ji hurriedly begged for mercy.
"Hmph, you'd better watch yourself," Wang Xiaoyu sneered.
Then, Wang Xiaoyu whispered, "Sister likes him, but how many girls can resist the charm of someone so outstanding? Sister is just an ordinary person and knows she's not good enough for him, so I won't mention liking him, and you're not allowed to mention it either, not a single word, understand?"
"I understand," Wang Ji said softly.
"Good that you understand. Go wash the dishes, I'll go do the laundry," Wang Xiaoyu said.
"Sister, I have one more thing to say." Wang Ji suddenly turned around.
"explain."
"Sister, if one day I become strong enough to be by Brother Ye's side, then can you openly say that you like Brother Ye?" Wang Ji asked softly.
Wang Xiaoyu trembled slightly, but said nothing and silently walked out of the kitchen.
...
Time flies, and three more days have passed in the blink of an eye.
Within these three days, Ye Qiu cultivated another divine seal.
Meanwhile, with Ye Qiu's help, Wang Ji also embarked on the path of cultivation.
But today, an unexpected incident occurred.
While Wang Xiaoyu was hanging clothes out to dry, she was suddenly surrounded by a group of people.
Wang Ji tried to save Wang Xiaoyu, but he was also severely injured and fell to the ground.
At this critical moment of breakthrough, Ye Qiu seemed unaware of what was happening outside.
"Tsk tsk, what a succulent girl. The elders will definitely like her. Wang Feng, you have truly made a great contribution this time."
A man in his thirties, with a wicked smile on his lips, looked Wang Xiaoyu up and down.
Wang Xiaoyu hugged Wang Ji tightly, gritting her teeth: "Wang Feng, why did you bring these thugs to cause trouble for my brother and me? What did we do to offend you?"
"Have you forgotten how you insulted me when I confessed my feelings to you a month ago?" Wang Feng sneered. "Everything you're facing now is your own fault. You will pay the price for your arrogance."
"You're my uncle's son, my own cousin! You're confessing your feelings to me? Are you crazy? If I don't be harsh with you, I'm afraid you won't give up. Don't you understand?"
"So what? I like you, and that won't change. But now, I'm not interested in you anymore. By giving you to the Grand Elder of the Overlord Fist Sect, I can gain the qualification to join the sect and change my fate. That's great."
"You're a beast."
Wang Xiaoyu angrily rebuked.
"You all keep an eye on things, I'm going to enjoy myself first." The young man, around thirty years old, walked step by step toward Wang Xiaoyu.
"Wait a minute," Wang Feng hurriedly said, "Senior Brother Yu Jian, this is for the Grand Elder, aren't you...aren't you worried..."
"Shut up." Yu Jian said coldly, "We've gathered so many beauties for the Grand Elder, and none of them are virgins. So this one will be no exception. What's wrong with having some fun? If any of you dare to tell anyone, I'll kill them. Don't forget, the Sect Master's wife is my own aunt."
Upon hearing this, Wang Feng and the others dared not utter another word and turned away.
"Don't come any closer."
Wang Xiaoyu's face turned deathly pale.
"Tsk tsk, little girl, you'd better struggle as much as you can. The more you struggle, the better, because that will excite me more. And when I'm excited, I might finish quickly, so you'll suffer less. Do you understand? Don't give in. I don't like submissive women."
Yu Jian smiled wickedly and loosened his belt.
Wang Xiaoyu's expression changed, and she hurriedly turned her head away, shouting at the top of her lungs, "Brother Ye, save me!"
In the backyard, Ye Qiu suddenly opened his eyes.
Yu Jian, who was present, couldn't help but laugh: "Little girl, are you kidding me? There's no Brother Ye here. Go ahead and call out, the louder you call, the more excited I'll be."
At this moment, Yu Jian had already taken off his pants.
But just as Yu Jian was about to make his move, Ye Qiu's cold voice came: "You should put away your enoki mushrooms. Don't embarrass yourself."
"who?"
Yu Jian was startled.
Before he could finish speaking, a chaotic flame transformed into a flying knife and hurtled towards him.
With a hiss, Yu Jian's manhood vanished into nothingness in an instant.
Yu Jian glanced down and was about to scream in fright when another beam of light flew over.
laugh.
This beam of light instantly severed the sword's head.
As Yu Jian died tragically, Wang Feng and the others turned pale and retreated in panic.
"Brother Ye."
Wang Xiaoyu stood up excitedly.
At the same time, Ye Qiu arrived, stepping through the air and appearing in the blink of an eye.
He was like a god descended to earth, his black hair flying in the wind, his eyes as deep as the starry sky.
At this moment, Ye Qiu left an indelible mark on Wang Xiaoyu's heart.
"Xia...Xia...Emperor Xia, he is Emperor Xia."
Wang Feng stammered out the words, his voice trembling.
"You still recognize me?" Ye Qiu sneered, walking step by step toward Wang Feng: "I heard everything you just said."
"Emperor Xia, spare my life! I... I had no choice, I was forced into this."
Also, I'm Wang Xiaoyu's cousin, really, my dad and his dad are brothers.
Wang Feng hurriedly knelt down and begged for mercy.
"Xiaoyu, what do you plan to do with him?" Ye Qiu turned around and asked Wang Xiaoyu.
Wang Xiaoyu gritted his teeth and said, "Please, Brother Ye, help me kill him."
"good."
Ye Qiu slapped Wang Feng, instantly ending his life.
Seeing this, the others all tried to escape.
But Ye Qiu wouldn't give them that chance. With a wave of his hand, he killed them all, leaving no one alive.