On the way back to the hut, Ye Wuque quietly pondered what Qi Shilong had just told him with voice transmission.

Voice transmission is a profound skill that can only be mastered when one's strength reaches a certain level. Qi Shilong just used this skill to tell Ye Wuque the reason why he had to participate in the Hundred Cities War.

The young man walked slowly on the stone-paved path. The breeze blew his fluttering black hair. His handsome face looked extremely quiet at the moment, which made Ye Wuque more charming.

This scene fell into the eyes of those Murong disciples who were curious, envious, inquisitive, and admiring, especially some girls. For the first time, they felt that Ye Wuque was so beautiful.

Ye Wuque turned a blind eye to these and returned to his hut. He sat cross-legged on the bed and began to practice quietly.

Although it was not difficult to win the battle with Murong Tian, ​​it also consumed some Yuanli. Although he had the origin of the fighting holy method, he was just a beginner this time and was not in control for a while. However, with his continuous summary and improvement, the power of the holy way of fighting will become stronger and stronger.

Ye Wuque, who entered the state of cultivation, temporarily put aside everything. He understood that only by becoming stronger could he defeat Jun Shanlie, find Fu Bo, and explore Kong's past.

Strength is the basis for everything. This world is so cruel.

"Om"

The holy fighting spirit kept wandering in his body, and the golden red blood was shaking. Ye Wuque took a few first-grade lower-level elixirs to restore his energy and slowly practiced...

An hour later.

Ye Wuque, who was sitting cross-legged, trembled slightly, and his tightly closed eyes suddenly opened. The whole person became energetic in an instant. After an hour of cultivation, Ye Wuque's loss was completely restored. Only the wound on his shoulder scratched by Murong Tian would take a few days to recover.

"Alas, I am really weak now..."

Thinking of Jun Shanlie's strength, Ye Wuque felt a sense of urgency, but he was fearless. He firmly believed that he would kill Jun Shanlie in four years.

"Four years is enough."

The voice that had been silent for a long time sounded in Ye Wuque's mind. It was Kong.

Jun Shanlie gave Ye Wuque ten years, but Ye Wuque changed it to four years, which was Kong's suggestion.

"Haha, everything that happened today has made your ten years of unchanging extinction life completely exciting."

Kong's slightly teasing words made Ye Wuque smile, his eyes burning: "I guess my next days will be exciting."

Reaching into his arms, he took out the blood dragon jade. The blood-red dragon-shaped jade pendant exuded a hazy light and was warm to the touch.

"By the way, Kong, how credible do you think what City Lord Qi said? He said he had seen this blood dragon jade in the First Main City."

In addition to being able to improve strength in a short period of time, the reason why Qi Shilong finally persuaded Ye Wuque to represent Longguang Main City in the Hundred Cities War was that Qi Shilong told Ye Wuque that he had seen this blood dragon jade in the First Main City. And this blood dragon jade was left to him by Uncle Fu. In other words, Qi Shilong was telling Ye Wuque that there might be information about Uncle Fu in the First Main City.

"He won't lie to you about this, because there is no need. Perhaps, in the First Main City, there really is some news about your Uncle Fu."

Ye Wuque nodded gently and put the Blood Dragon Jade into his arms.

Mentioning the Hundred Cities War reminded Ye Wuque of the sword-wielding boy he met in the Ancient Forest and the monk of the Xifan Yingpo Realm who was forced back by his punch.

At that time, the sword-wielding boy who called himself Feng Caichen had told him that he was looking forward to fighting Ye Wuque in the Hundred Cities War!

"It seems that this Hundred Cities War will be a very interesting thing. I am looking forward to it."

With a flash of his eyes, Ye Wuque's heart flashed with a hint of expectation.

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"Squeak"

opened the door, and Ye Wuque walked out of the hut. At this moment, it was night outside, and a bright moon hung high in the starry sky, shedding a little soft light.

Ye Wuque rushed to where Murong Changqing was. Murong Changqing was injured because of him. Ye Wuque had to go and see how Murong Changqing's injury was recovering. In addition, Ye Wuque wanted to ask Murong Changqing about Uncle Fu.

"Swoosh"

turned into a shadow, and Ye Wuque rushed on the stone road. Murong Changqing lived in the core of the Murong family, which was still some distance away from here.

"Well, it's the small building where Xian'er lives."

An exquisite and elegant two-story building appeared in Ye Wuque's eyes. It was a small building specially prepared by the Murong family for Xian'er. It was alone in a place with a quiet environment. No one came back to disturb it on weekdays, and ordinary Murong children would not come to disturb it at all.

Because all Murong children knew that Xian'er was not only powerful and unfathomable, but also seemed friendly, but gave people a feeling of not being in the same world, and would disappear sooner or later.

Only Ye Wuque could be with Xian'er without any gaps, which was envied by countless Murong children.

"I haven't seen this little girl for a month."

When mentioning Xian'er, Ye Wuque's eyes flashed with a hint of doting, that was the doting of a brother for his sister.

"I haven't drunk the tea made by Xian'er for a long time. I can't forget it when I look back."

With a smile on his face, Ye Wuque's thoughts flashed by, and his feet never stopped.

"Buzz"

At this moment, an extremely strange but blazing wave suddenly came from the small building where Xian'er was! Then came a vague but painful daughter's voice!

"No! It's Xian'er!"

Although the daughter's voice was vague, Ye Wuque instantly recognized that it was from Xian'er!

"Shua"

his figure turned around at a very fast speed, Ye Wuque encouraged the holy way of fighting spirit, and rushed to the small building where Xian'er was at the fastest speed.

"Bang"

The closed door was broken open by Ye Wuque with brute force. The living room on the first floor was empty. The familiar figure of Ye Wuque did not stop and rushed to the second floor at a very fast speed. That was Xian'er's boudoir. Normally, no one except Xian'er herself had ever entered it. However, Ye Wuque didn't care at this moment.

"Cry"

The moment Ye Wuque stepped onto the second floor, he suddenly heard a high-pitched cry. This sound seemed noble, elegant, and full of endless majesty!

At the same time, Ye Wuque's eyes were bright and flooded with dazzling red light. An extremely hot temperature came, and Ye Wuque's breathing stagnated instantly!

With his arms up and down to protect his face, Ye Wuque opened his eyes and looked forward. Under the red light, on the bed, Xian'er was lying quietly, wet with sweat all over her body. Her originally pure little face was now red, and her delicate facial features were squeezed together. Ye Wuque could clearly feel that Xian'er must be in great pain at this moment!

However, just after Ye Wuque moved his eyes up, his pupils shrank immediately!

He saw that a place ten feet above Xian'er's delicate body, there was a life that was three feet in size, surrounded by red light like a bird or beast. It had no entity, but was simply an illusory soul state!

The fiery red light bird exuded high temperature, but at this moment, the fiery red light bird seemed to have noticed the appearance of Ye Wuque, and with its wings raised, a fiery red spiritual power exuding high temperature was fanned towards the lying Xian'er!

With the infusion of this fiery red energy, Xian'er's facial expression became more and more frowned. It was obvious that she was suffering from great pain!

"Evil beast! How dare you!" With a loud shout

of "hum"

, Ye Wuque used all his strength to operate the holy way battle energy, and the golden red blood surged. He did not use his unique fighting skills, but simply stretched out a palm surrounded by the holy way battle energy and grabbed the flaming red bird!

Ye Wuque's first consideration was to control this strange flaming red bird, rather than kill it, because he was afraid that he would hurt Xian'er in the process.

"Swish"

The palm full of holy way battle energy slammed into the red light around the flaming red bird, and was blocked!

As if sensing the threat from Ye Wuque, the flaming red bird's wings flashed faster, as if it was also seizing every moment!

"Open it for me!"

The holy way battle energy in Ye Wuque's body seemed to be boiling. He would never allow Xian'er to have any accidents under his eyelids!

"Swish"

Finally, with Ye Wuque's full strength, his palm finally broke through the barrier of red light and grabbed the flaming bird!

"It's so hot!"

The moment he touched the flaming bird, Ye Wuque felt as if his hand was stretched into a volcano!

"Swish"

The burning sensation from his palm made Ye Wuque realize that his palm must have bled!

But he still used all his strength to grab the flaming bird. He would never allow Xian'er to get into trouble!

"Buzz"

At the critical moment, the flaming bird suddenly shook all over, and then a golden light appeared! Immediately afterwards, Ye Wuque felt that he was overturned by a huge force!

Quickly stabilizing his body, Ye Wuque was about to attack again when Kong suddenly shouted, "Don't attack! This seems to be the true spirit of Fengluan Goddess! No wonder I always felt that this little girl was not simple. It turned out that she was the descendant of Fengluan Goddess! This matter will be of great benefit to this little girl! Don't act rashly..."

Kong's words made Ye Wuque's body stagnate. He stopped attacking and looked at the palm of his right hand, which had been burned with a big wound!

"Cry"

For some reason, a golden light burst out. The flaming bird seemed to have gained some great benefits. The bird head howled, full of joy, and then looked at Ye Wuque!

"Thank...thank you...for letting...me...I have...the complete...thank you...the Huang...Jin Tian...Dao..."

A vague voice sounded in Ye Wuque's ears. Ye Wuque could only barely hear that it seemed to be a thank you from the flaming bird.

"Buzz"

Then the fiery red bird raised its wings, bursting out a dazzling red light, wrapped in golden light, and rushed into Xian'er's body with incomparable power!

In an instant, all the red light in the whole room disappeared, as if everything had never happened before.

Xian'er, who was lying, looked peaceful, no longer so painful, as if she was asleep.

Looking at Xian'er at this moment, Ye Wuque was still not at ease. He weighed it in his heart and understood why Xian'er didn't go to see him and Murong Tian's fight. He shook his head and finally walked to a chair beside Xian'er's bed and sat down quietly with his eyes closed to practice.

He wanted to see Xian'er wake up with his own eyes, and he could leave with peace of mind after confirming that nothing was wrong. The

night was as cool as water.

Time slipped away in Ye Wuque's practice... One night, it passed quickly...

The warm sunlight shone into the room of the small building, and Xian'er, who was lying on the bed, suddenly moved her eyelashes, and then opened them. Her clear eyes saw Ye Wuque sitting beside her in an instant.

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