Martial God Space

As the so-called expert shots, there is only no, Ye Xiwen's shot, Bill can immediately judge, in front of this Tsing Yi youth predecessor compared to hundreds of years ago, I am afraid to go further.

To know that hundreds of years ago, he could not suppress the curse of the younger brother without such a sequel, and it is enough to see that during these times, he is only getting stronger.

Zihongyun didn't think so much at this time. He only felt that he was comfortable at the moment. Although he can barely suppress the curse in his body by his own cultivation, he can't experience any fluctuations, otherwise he may relapse immediately. At the moment, it is in an oppressive state. It seems that Ye Xiwen’s shot makes him more relaxed, and he has never had it before.

However, he also knows that his own illness can only be slowly relied on his own cultivation. If others can eradicate it, it has already been eradicated, but even so he is very satisfied, because you must know the original The big guys diagnosed him but it didn't last long.

Being able to live to the present, he is already very satisfied.

"Wen brother, you come with me, I know that you are very happy after you come!" Zihongyun said quickly.

"What are you?" Ye Xiwen brows slightly. The original Ye Xiwen's plan is just to look at Zihongyun, and there is no other person who wants to see the purple family.

But now that Zihongyun has said this, Ye Xiwen will not object.

A group of people crossed the entire capital and entered the Zijia old house in the depths of the capital.

In ordinary people's eyes, there may be no abnormalities at all, but in Ye Xiwen's eyes, it can be said that the sky is a huge enchantment that hangs over the entire house of the purple house, many of which are arranged at the level of the gods.

The Purple House can dominate the world, and it is not all accidents, but has strong strength.

I am afraid that the strength of the Purple House is already comparable to the first-class martial art. Of course, due to the restrictions of the electorate road, it is impossible to reach the level of the sect of the king.

A group of talents had just arrived at the gate. A middle-aged man in a purple robe was already waiting at the door. When everyone met each other, they were a little dazed.

Because Ye Xiwen and Zi Hongyun and the purple robe middle-aged man look surprisingly similar, although not the same kind of ten-tenth similar, but each has a similarity of four or five points.

It’s even more strange that Bill remembered this moment, and it’s normal for Zi Hongyun and the middle-aged man of the purple robe to be similar. Because they are fathers and sons, but Ye Xiwen is what is going on.

Or the purple robe middle-aged person took the lead in reacting and said: "Below is the father of Hongyun, thank you for saving before, do not know where you are?"

The purple-year-old middle-aged man saw Ye Xiwen resemble himself, and he could not help but have some doubts. He was afraid that there was any conspiracy. After all, the other side helped his son for no reason, and it came out automatically after hundreds of years. It doesn't matter how you look.

Although it is so skeptical that the benefactor is not right, but so many years of experience tells him that there is no hate for no reason, no love for no reason. The purple family is big, and he is not allowed to be careless.

Ye Xiwen paused and hesitated. He knew that people who are chasing themselves now are not afraid of less. He is not afraid that the people of Zijia will chase themselves because they know their names, and they are looking for death.

What he is worried about is that if Wu Zimo and others know that they have stood here. Will bring the disaster to the purple family.

Wu Ziyu died in his own hands. With the character of Wu Zimo, he will definitely not give up.

Ye Xiwen’s pause in the eyes of the middle-aged man in the purple robe is even more suspicion. Is it really bad to come, if it is, then it is not good.

"In the next leaves, Xi Wen!" Think about it, Ye Xiwen still decided to name, he has already noticed the other person's doubtful eyes, anyway, he has nothing to see, and naturally he will not be able to take care of it.

"What..." The purple robe middle-aged man was shocked, but some tears were full. He had only learned from his son Zihongyun that he was called a brother. The specific surname is unknown, but it is not clear at all. of.

I did not expect that it would be such a name.

This name is no stranger, and can even be said to be familiar. Recently, most of the rumors have occupied more than half of his affairs, even if their purple home is only the indigenous people in the electorate road, they have to attention.

But the reason that made him really tearful, but not the other, but he has a son, also known as Ye Xiwen.

But that was all thousands of years ago. If, according to normal circumstances, his son who was out of the country should have died.

According to the level of the martial art of the Yuan Yuan, even the only old head of a holy place, his son is only a millennium life if he is practicing to the top.

So he really died, not looking for it, pouring all his feelings into his only son.

Although it has not yet been verified, in fact, he has already confirmed 7788, and it is Ye Xiwen. At the same time, this appearance looks like a very young self.

Zihongyun is a bit strange. His own days are always extremely majestic, and his mood is not indifferent. How can he be so excited when he hears a name.

Ye Xiwen is also a fog, even if he is very famous recently, don't use tears, slamming, in his mind, a thought is like lightning breaking through the night sky, flashing in his heart, it will never wave again went.

There was a more speculation in his heart. Could he actually be the biological father of his body, Ye Junshan could not.

Thought of this, the feelings that have been suppressed for a long time in his usual days suddenly suddenly poured into the brain, and even unconsciously, there is a feeling of tears.

Ye Xiwen's palm turned over, and suddenly a jade appeared on his hand, and asked: "This jade..."

His voice was a little trembling, and it seemed that he was extremely eager to get the answer he wanted.

"Yes, it's right, you are really my text!" Ye Junshan took Ye Xiwen into his arms and looked very excited.

In his heart, Ye Xiwen should have been a dead person, perhaps if he had descendants, it may have been passed down for generations, but I did not expect that today I can suddenly see the lost son who has been separated for many years.

When he first heard Ye Xiwen’s name, it was still hundreds of years ago. At that time, Ye Xiwen had just passed the name of the first person in the world, but at that time, he did not go in this direction. Go up and think, just be the same name with the same name.

After all, he placed Ye Xiwen in the Yuan dynasty in the real martial arts world. That place is too remote for the world.

If he didn't know that there was a battlefield nearby there, he would not come to the real world, and would not know Ye Kongming.

The laws of the real martial arts have all broken. Even if it is cultivating to death, it is just a detachment. It is impossible to enter the electoral road. Although he hopes that Ye Xiwen is his baby, he also tells him that it is not at all. possible.

But never imagined that the most impossible thing in his mind had actually happened. Ye Xiwen, who is famous in the world, is actually his son.

Zihongyun and Bill are all dumbfounded. What happened to these two people?

However, the two people looked at each other like a dumb-like dialogue, and they all had a feeling of being crazy. They couldn’t really understand what they really had.

At this time, Ye Xiwen is also difficult to hide the excitement in his heart. Although he is born again, but he has already merged into one, the two are one, naturally there is no difference. Moreover, after he returns to the earth, his parents die prematurely. It is extremely regrettable in his heart, so it is inevitable that Ye Junshan will truly regard himself as his father.

At this time, he has been unable to distinguish whether he is the original owner's feelings, or his own feelings, or both, mixed together.

It’s just that he is still confused and has a lot of unsolved mysteries. The news he got from the ancient leaves of Ye’s family is that Ye Xukong’s devotion to the devil world, but Ye Xiwen did not find a star or a half of the leaf void in the devil world.

In fact, Ye Xiwen walked through many worlds, but he never got a little bit of information about Ye Junshan. Even his own thoughts were that he was afraid that Ye Junshan was actually a dead man.

Although Ye Junshan is notoriously known as Gaideqi, but with his strength at that time, he devoted himself to the devil world. He is afraid that he can only be a dead end. If he wants to survive, he may only be able to rely on the legend of Ye’s family. The Mozu.

For Ye Xiwen, even if he is relying on the Mozu, even if he is poked off the backbone, it is better than the death. With Ye Xiwen as the wasteland, even if Ye Junshan really depends on the Mozu, it is not a problem.

What he never imagined is that Ye Junshan will actually appear in the road of the election of the emperor, just as Ye Junshan is astonished at how Ye Xiwen has broken through the cultivation of the real martial arts to the so-called contemporary first person. He also wondered why Ye Junshan appeared on the electorate road.

What's more, he also became the master of the Zidu purple family, but also gave birth to Zihongyun, the strangeness in his heart.

There is no doubt in his heart. After all, this little guy is too close to himself. The long one is so similar. He has cultivated to the point where he has cultivated. He has long understood that there is no hate for no reason, and there is no love for no reason. There must be an association that I can't figure out, but the little guy's surname is purple instead of surname, so he just thinks that it's really just a long image. (To be continued.)