King of the Fairy City

What Ye Mo didn't expect was that, despite his plan, the development of things was beyond his expectations.

After just three days of seclusion, Ye Mo came out.

As soon as he stepped out of the secret room, Ye Mo smelled a different breath from the air. His spiritual sense immediately spread out, and when it spread to the outside of the door, he found that all the servants in the yard were in mourning, and white flowers woven with silk were stuck on the doors of each room. The air was filled with a heavy and sad atmosphere.

His face changed slightly, Ye Mo pushed the door open and walked out, looking at a maid, and asked coldly: "What happened?"

"Reporting to the second young master, the young master... died."

The maid's face was bitter, and she said with a stiff face.

In the five generations of the Ye family, the only one who could be called a young master was Ye Jun's son, a child of about seven years old. In just a few days, he... died!

Ye Mo had a bad feeling and immediately walked out of the yard and headed towards the main yard. As he walked along, Ye Mo's face was as gloomy as water. He went straight to the main yard and saw people in white clothes all over the yard. Their expressions were either indifferent or a little sad. It was unknown whether they were mourning the death of a rabbit or expressing their true feelings.

The people in the main yard also found "Ye Chong". The old man Ye Wanshan sighed heavily, tears streaming down his face, and he was speechless.

After taking a few steps forward, Ye Mo glanced at Ye Chong's Taoist partner and found that the other party's eyes were empty and he was already in a trance. He ignored him and turned his eyes to Ye Jun and Lu Ningqiu. The two of them looked the same.

Frowning, Ye Mo approached Ye Chong's second uncle and asked in a deep voice: "What happened? How did Xiaoqiu die?"

The second uncle sighed heavily and said in a bitter voice: "He was beheaded by his mother with a sword, and his soul dissipated."

Hearing this, Ye Mo's pupils shrank suddenly, and he turned his head to look at Lu Ningqiu in disbelief.

In just three days, Lv Ningqiu looked much more haggard, her face was pale without a trace of blood, she knelt beside the coffin like a sculpture, her heart was as sad as death.

At this moment, Ye Mo's thoughts were a little messy, he couldn't understand how this woman who doted on her son so much could kill her son, and beheaded him with a sword, and his soul flew away.

"When did it happen?"

Ye Mo continued to ask.

"That night."

That night!

Obviously, after he left that day, the woman took action at night, and he was in "seclusion", no one dared to disturb him, and the person who died was a member of the family with low spiritual root potential, who should not have been included in the family tree, so the Ye family did not disturb him.

However, judging from the situation, Ye Luoqiu should have been included in the family tree, otherwise it would be impossible to set up a mourning hall in the main courtyard. At the same time, he was included in the family tree as a mortal, because immortal cultivators would not set up such a formation.

At this moment, Lv Ningqiu suddenly laughed wildly, as if crazy, with unspeakable grief in her laughter: "I killed Xiaoqiu, is it surprising? Ye Wanshan, this old guy, can kill his own brothers and children, why can't I?"

"Anyway, his spiritual roots are low, no matter how good the result is, he will struggle in the untouchable area for a few years, and finally die. Instead of that, I might as well send him off with my own hands and end the pain he shouldn't have to endure. Since his spiritual roots are low, he shouldn't appear in this world, right?"

"It's better to die, it's better to die! There will be no pain when you die. I deserve to die, and you deserve to die too! And you, you, you! All of you deserve to die! Hahaha..."

Lv Ningqiu pointed at Ye Jun and others, crying and laughing, like a cuckoo crying blood, with two bright red tears of blood in her eyes, like a female ghost, which is chilling.

Ye Mo glanced at her coldly, walked slowly to the coffin and stared at it.

The coffin was not big, with a layer of white mattress inside. A chubby and honest child lay in it, with a clingy smile on his face, as if he was snuggling in his mother's arms. On his fragile and slender neck, a white and gray wound surrounded the entire neck.

It was indeed beheaded with a sword, very neat and tidy, without any pain, and the soul was strangled in the beheading.

In other words, the child died very peacefully, without a trace of pain.

"Xiao Zhong, I took the initiative to let him enter the family tree, you see..."

Ye Wanshan came over, with a trace of trepidation and helplessness, and his voice was full of sadness.

"Enter, bury him with honor."

Ye Mo said lightly.

Then, Ye Mo walked towards Ye Zhong's Taoist partner, told her that he was going out to Jiacheng District, and left without looking back. Behind him came Lu Ningqiu's crazy laughter coughing up blood, and the words of the tribe members such as "crazy, she is crazy".

Driving the flying boat, Ye Mo's eyes fixed, and he flew towards Jiacheng District with full alert.

Jiacheng District represents the top area in all major cities. In addition to the servants of many cultivators and the servants of shops, there is absolutely no low-level cultivator. There are many relatives of kings and elders, and there are many powerful cultivators, so there is no room for slackness.

After taking out the token and passing through the formation barrier, Ye Mo came to Jiacheng District. What surprised him was that this Jiacheng District was not as cold and lonely as he had imagined.

The Kunpeng Divine Sect's large forces had already launched a vigorous battle in Jiuzhou, and there were only three types of people left in this galaxy.

The first is trash and scum.

The second is people who are not valued in the family and power, so they were not taken away.

The third is powerful cultivators and military cultivators.

This is Jiacheng District. People on the streets and alleys did not leave, nor did they practice hard. Instead, they were leisurely. Obviously, they are the second type.

But this is exactly what Ye Mo wants. This will help him find an opportunity and a way to hide and enter the sun.

According to what Ye Chong said, Ye Mo found a few places that he usually went to and places he didn't go to often, and visited them one by one, which could be regarded as broadening his horizons.

Although Ye Zhong is a newly promoted god and is not even a prince, he has already become famous among the young and older generation. He did not leave Suzaku Star because he wanted to stay behind for defense, and he belongs to the third category of people.

Ye Zhongneng left Suzaku Star in the name of patrolling the defense lines of the stars in the south. At this moment, Ye Mo took over Ye Zhong's enjoyment after completing the work and had a good stroll around the city.

With Ye Chong's reputation, everyone from major families and forces knew him, and many people came up to say hello and chat on the road.

However, Ye Mo was extremely disappointed that few of these people had real power and could not help him at all. They also showed a hint of absent-mindedness during the chat. In this way, these people naturally withdrew knowingly.

After several hours, there was no harvest. Ye Mo was helpless and knew that this kind of thing could not be forced, so he stopped at a fruit wine shop and tasted various fragrant fruit wines in the store.

The history of fruit wine has existed since ancient times, but few monks paid much attention to it. For example, monkey wine is one of the representatives.

But after Kunpeng Shenzong moved out of Kyushu, it was inevitable that many people would enjoy the development of Shenzong.

In the world of cultivating immortals in Kyushu, almost all monks are practicing hard. The environment of hard training makes it difficult for monks to think about entertainment and enjoyment, and monks also take entertainment and enjoyment very lightly.

The Kunpeng Divine Sect was different. The strict hierarchy, close relatives of the clan, and the environment of the Kunpeng Divine Sect gave birth to different thoughts among the lower-level monks of the Kunpeng Divine Sect.

Moreover, when Kunpeng Shenzong first entered the starry sky, it took almost three days for a small battle and five days for a big battle to expel all the forces in the galaxy and consolidate its dominance. After a long war, even the monks needed entertainment and relaxation. , coupled with its environmental impact, many entertainment projects and enjoyment contents have been born.

This fruit wine is inspired by monkey wine and spiritual wine that replenishes mana. Nowadays, there are tens of thousands of varieties. The cheap one can taste one cup with a low-grade spiritual stone, and the expensive one can cost hundreds of high-grade spiritual stones and drink it in one gulp. A Nascent Soul cultivator’s lifetime accumulation is not something to brag about.

There are countless fruit wine shops like this on various planets, and the one Ye Mo is in is just one of them. The shop is not big, with only a few dozen seats, but it is very spacious. There are twenty or thirty people sitting here and there. Chatting and laughing, sipping fruit wine.

For some people, drinking fruit wine in the afternoon and evening has become a habit. Most of the people who taste wine here are regular customers, and they also have their own preferences.

Ye Chong was not a drinker, but he had never drank fruit wine, so when Ye Mo arrived, the waiter greeted him and handed him a jade slip, which contained a list of thousands of fruit wines.

Ye Mo had never been here before. He took the jade slip and glanced at it, frowning slightly and said, "Is there no new wine?"

"Back to General Ye, the new wine hasn't been released yet. It will be put on the wine list around the afternoon of the day after tomorrow."

The guy smiled slightly and answered cheerfully.

"Have a cup of Rainbow of Tears."

Ye Mo randomly chose a drink.

"Um...General Ye, are you sure you want it? This is something only female cultivators like. Male cultivators rarely order it."

The guy was stunned.

Ye Mo was depressed for a moment, but he didn't want to change anymore, so he looked at the man coldly.

"Ye, General Ye, please wait a moment."

A thin layer of cold sweat broke out on the waiter's forehead, he said something quickly and disappeared behind the long table.

After ordering the wine, Ye Mo randomly found a window sill with a small number of people. The afternoon sunlight was a bit lazy. It filtered in from the carved glass window, casting a faint and fragmented light. Dotted with stars, it added to the fruit wine shop. There was a bit of a quiet and romantic atmosphere.

While he was in a trance, a cold, soft and charming voice came with a hint of indifference: "A cup of rainbow of tears from the sky."

This voice is...

Ye Mo was shocked and couldn't believe it.

At this moment, a figure who did not look tall stood between the table and the window, blocking most of the sunlight and making the corner feel a little colder. At the same time, an old and astringent voice came: "Ye Xiaoyou, This is a seat commonly used by important people, so please give it up.”

Ye Mo ignored him and turned his head to look at the long table of the wine cabinet. There was a beautiful woman like the moon. A charming fairy flower was swaying in the night wind. Three thousand green hairs were draped over her shoulders like a waterfall, and her body was crystal white. Like condensed fat, her body is graceful and slender, her pear curls are shallow, her eyes are like summer flowers, and her eyes are as bright as glass.

Ji Shengxiang!

Ye Mo never expected that she would be here, and that she would appear in the same fruit wine shop as him, like the same location, and order the same glass of fruit wine.

Suddenly, a smile appeared on Ye Mo's face, he slowly turned around and said, "Go back and tell her that I will share the table with her and she will come."

The old man's breath couldn't help but suffocated, his face was grim, and his voice was cold: "Young friend Ye, you have to understand what you are talking about. You cannot offend this big man. Even the descendants of top princes such as the Sword King and the Knife King can't offend him. Please leave immediately."

"Don't think that I can't deal with you because I didn't accompany you in the attack on Kyushu. I've killed many monks of the same level. One last reminder, if you stop me from enjoying the sun again, you will stay here for the rest of your life."

Ye Mo sneered and glanced at the old man from the corner of his eye. His smile in the shadow looked extremely terrifying.