The Strong, The Few, True Cultivators on Campus

Seeing Ye Xuanji's appearance, Ye Meiyu was very upset. . .  She knew Ye Xuanji very well, and she had never seen him like this, so it was certainly not a good sign.

Granny Li fanned the flames and said: "Ye Xuanji, it's unfortunate that the family has such a person. It's time for you to clean up the family."

Ye Xuanji raised his head gradually, his eyes fixed on Ye Meiyu, there was no anger, no murderous coldness, the only thing left was indifference.

Ye Meiyu is like a stone, a speck of dust, in short, it has no value in his eyes.

This is what frightens Ye Meiyu the most, it means that her death is approaching.

She cried bitterly, crawled to Ye Xuanji's feet, hugged his legs, and begged bitterly: "Grandpa, please let me live, I know I was wrong, I am sorry for my brother, I can't afford Ye's family, please give me more!" If I have a chance, I will change my mind."

Ye Xuanji looked at her indifferently, without any movement at all, she was sent flying, and fell a few steps away in embarrassment.

"You are a disgrace to the Ye family. Leaving you will only bring shame to the Ye family." Ye Xuanji's tone was a bit too calm, but there was a chill in it.

Ye Meiyu's heart seemed to have fallen into an ice cave, her eyes were dull, her face was ashen, and she no longer had the energy to plead.

She had already seen that Ye Xuanji's intention to kill was determined, and her death was approaching, and she could not escape.

Granny Li saw that the fire was almost ready, and reminded: "It's almost time."

Ye Xuanji didn't say a word, and when he grabbed it with his big hand, Ye Meiyu flew towards him. I don't know if the last bit of will to survive came into play, but Ye Meiyu mobilized her skills and seemed to resist.

However, she found that she was enveloped by a mysterious and terrifying force, and she had no capital to resist.

She fell into Ye Xuanji's hands like a walking dead. Ye Xuanji's body flashed like a ghost, and disappeared in place, carrying Ye Meiyu into the distance.

Granny Li didn't catch up, but just stared at Ye Xuanji's back with a piercing gaze. Finally, she turned and left.

The mountain wind howled, and it hurt people's cheeks. Ye Meiyu looked down in surprise, and found that her grandfather was actually flying in the air.

This is simply not something a warrior can do.

But she immediately recalled the powerful fighters she encountered earlier, couldn't they also fly in the air?

The world has changed, warriors are not weaker than cultivators.

She looked at Ye Xuanji in horror. She had thought of running away before, but now she really died.

Ye Xuanji's strength has reached an unknown level, and it is simply not something she can fight against.

Escaping from the dead is not that easy, the smell of death is getting closer, and she seems to be able to smell it.

Ye Xuanji stopped, on a mountain peak, looking around, there were high mountains all around, clustered around.

This tallest mountain is like a sword, straight into the sky, which makes people's neck chill.

Ye Meiyu clutched her neck, forgetting even the last dying struggle, but stared at Ye Xuanji dully with blank eyes.

Ye Xuanji's face and eyes finally changed, it was no longer the extremely indifferent look before, but a little more vitality.

Ye Meiyu didn't say a word, as if she had completely given up.

Ye Xuanji stared at her for a deep look, then looked up at the sky, and said sadly: "The ancestors of the Ye family are the ancestors, the unworthy descendants Ye Xuanji will clean up the house for the Ye family today, I have no way to teach my children, and I have no way to teach them. A mad descendant like Ye Meiyu does not ask the ancestors for forgiveness, but to clean up the house first and pay homage to the spirits of you in heaven. After a hundred years in the future, I will go to personally apologize to the ancestors."

These words are sincere, every word contains affection, and the guilt hidden in it is self-evident.

Ye Meiyu looked at him in dismay, realizing that death was imminent.

"Ye Meiyu, I will replace the ancestors of the Ye family and clean up the family. Whether you have complaints or regrets, it doesn't matter. You asked for all of this, so you have to bear the result." Ye Xuanji said calmly.

Ye Meiyu had already lost the desire to struggle for survival, she just stared at him blankly.

Ye Xuanji stared deeply into her eyes, and finally there was a change in her eyes, all kinds of complicated emotions intertwined in her pupils.

In the end, the expression in his eyes froze, he raised his hand, and with a flash of coldness, he flew towards Ye Meiyu.

Ye Meiyu closed her eyes subconsciously.

puff!

Blood splattered, and the world seemed to stand still.

The wind was blowing and whistling, but at this moment, it seemed to be frozen, the leaves no longer swayed with the wind, and the world was filled with the breath of death.

Ye Meiyu felt the smell of death, the smell of blood hit her nostrils, the smell was salty and pungent, and the pain on her face stimulated the nerves of her brain, causing her face to twist together.

But her feeling still hasn't disappeared, and she can clearly feel the changes around her.

Why didn't he do it?

what are you waiting for?

Do you still want to torture me?

After a long time, she slowly opened her eyes, and saw Ye Xuanji still standing in front of him, with a sword in his hand, with blood dripping from the sword.

Ye Xuanji looked at her indifferently, and said: "From now on, you will no longer be a member of the Ye family, and there is no one like you who kills brothers in the Ye family. You can do it yourself. It is best to remain anonymous. After the rest of your life, if you are killed Those who honor the Lord have discovered that no one can protect you."

Ye Meiyu's face became extremely exciting, she looked at him in disbelief, she thought she would die, but she didn't expect him to save her life at the last moment.

It was a near-death, a near-death.

She wanted to laugh, but she didn't dare to laugh, for fear that once she laughed, it would arouse Ye Xuanji's murderous intentions.

But she was so happy. She had never been so happy since she was a child.

Finally, you don't have to die, and you can continue to be unrestrained.

As for Ye Xuanji's advice, she did not remember that as long as she survived and regained her freedom, who could control her life and decisions.

However, she did not get carried away, but pretended to be grateful and said: "Thank you, Grandpa, for not killing me. Thank you. I will definitely change my mind and start a new life."

"I'm not your grandfather, don't call me that!" Ye Xuanji refused, "As for what happens to you in the future, I don't care anymore, whether you live or die has nothing to do with me."

Ye Meiyu closed her mouth wisely.

"Your face caused a lot of trouble, so I destroyed it today." Ye Xuanji pointed at Ye Meiyu's cheek.

Only now did Ye Meiyu realize that the pain on her face became more and more intense. Previously, the fear of death overwhelmed the pain. Now, the threat of death has receded and the pain has the upper hand.

She wiped it on her face subconsciously, her hands were covered with blood, and she clearly felt that the muscles on her face had turned up, like plowed land.

She didn't need to look in the mirror, she also disfigured herself and turned into an ugly monster. Immediately, her nature broke out, and she yelled hysterically at Ye Xuanji: "You—"

Before she could finish her sentence, Ye Xuanji shook her head in disappointment, and slapped her with a palm, and she flew down the cliff like a kite with a broken string.

Her voice was immediately drowned in the mountain wind.

Ye Xuanji watched her figure disappear from sight, and knew very well that this would not kill her, she was a cultivator after all, so there must be a way to save her life.

"Let's do it for ourselves."

After Ye Xuanji finished speaking desolately, his upright body seemed to be a little hunched, and he was extremely desolate. With a little tiptoe, he disappeared on the top of the mountain.