Chapter 16: Leaving Murong

Bo took him with him, but he kept getting hurt?

In Ye Wuque's memory, Uncle Fu was like his father to him. He always felt as broad as the sea and always had a warm smile on his lips.

Although Ye Wuque could not remember what happened before he was four years old, Ye Wuque knew that he and Uncle Fu had been to many places. Perhaps he had been raised by Uncle Fu since he was an infant.

"Uncle Changqing, is Uncle Fu's injury serious?"

Ye Wuque finally couldn't help but ask.

Murong Changqing heard Ye Wuque's eager tone and knew that the young man was worried about his Uncle Fu, so he said: "I asked that person the same question at that time, and I also took out all the healing pills, but that person But he smiled lightly and shook his head. "

"I remember clearly, he said, 'This was an injury many years ago. It won't heal or die, so there's no need to worry about it.' I was stunned by this sentence, but seeing that the man didn't care, there was nothing I could do about it."

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"The injury from many years ago? It won't heal or die?"

Murong Changqing's words made Ye Wuque's heart sink. It seemed that a lot of things had indeed happened to Uncle Fu.

"Later, I invited him to be a guest at Murong's house, so he took you to Murong's house. He stayed at Murong's house for more than a month. During this period, you woke up from your deep sleep, but I found that When you were only four years old, you lost your previous memories, but he was not surprised. In the end, he entrusted you to my Murong family, left the Blood Dragon Jade, and then drifted away in one night. I didn’t leave you a word anymore, just like that, disappeared without a trace..."

Murong Changqing finished speaking quietly. The memories about that person, if not for Ye Wuque's existence in the past eleven years, seemed like a dream, coming and going quietly. No one knows where he went or where he came from. The only one who might know is Ye Wuque, but this child has lost that memory.

Ye Wuque seemed calm on the surface, but in his heart he was like a storm that could not calm down for a long time!

After ten years of perseverance, Ye Wufeng was confused for a moment when he got this non-answer from Murong Changqing. The whereabouts of Uncle Fu are still a mystery. Those years of hidden injuries, amnesia, and his quiet departure , all affected Ye Wuque's nerves.

"call"

He took a deep breath, touched his chest, felt the Blood Dragon Jade and the letter, and the confusion in Ye Wuque's heart gradually disappeared!

"Uncle Fu, I will definitely find you!"

Sensing this persistence from Ye Wuque, Murong Changqing sighed to himself. This child was born to be tenacious and persistent, even a little paranoid. Just like he had been hiding his cultivation for ten years, but suddenly exploded yesterday for a Blood Dragon Jade! How could it be possible without the necessary hardships and terrible endurance?

Until now, Murong Changqing still thinks that Ye Wuque is hiding his cultivation. After all, within a month, his cultivation has increased dramatically from a minor achievement in the fifth level of body training to a great achievement in body training and marrow training. He would not even think about it. Thinking about it, it’s really appalling.

But all this is no longer important. Murong Changqing doesn't want to ask. He knows that Ye Wuque has his own ideas, just like when he secretly decided to let his daughter Murong Binglan and Ye Wuque make a marriage contract, which made Ye Wuque find him several times. He took back his life. Unexpectedly, the engagement issue eventually turned into the trigger for a fight between Ye Wuque and Murong Tian.

"Perhaps that girl Binglan doesn't have this blessing at all... Forget it, let the young people handle their own affairs..."

Knowing what he wanted to know, Ye Wuque left Murong Changqing's room. He needed to sort out things about Uncle Fu.

Back in his hut, Ye Wuque sat alone for a while without disturbing him.

"Song, you said that with one finger you can turn three monks in the fifth state of Qi Morality into flying ashes, and you can also erase people's memories. How much cultivation is required to do this?"

Ye Wuque's eyes flashed, and a questioning voice rang in his heart.

"Do you still remember the old man in yellow next to Jun Shanlie? He and Qi Shilong's cultivation should be at the same level. The strength of these two people has surpassed the Seventh Realm of Xifan and reached another level. Just take this Both of them can kill three monks in the fifth realm of Xifan Qi with one finger, but if they want to turn three monks in the fifth realm of Xifan Qi into fly ash, they will be dozens of times stronger. It is absolutely impossible. As for erasing a person's memory without causing any harm, that is not something that can be done simply by cultivation. It must be done by monks who have mastered powerful magical powers."

Kong's tone was very certain. He had also heard Murong Changqing's words just now. Now that Ye Wuque asked, he naturally expressed his thoughts.

Hearing Kong's answer, Ye Wuque narrowed his eyes, and a trace of judgment flashed in his heart.

"What Qi Shilong, the Lord of Longguang City who has surpassed the Seventh Realm of Xifan, cannot do even if he is dozens of times stronger, Fu Bo can easily do it; Fu Bo can also do such horrific means as erasing other people's memories. I can do it. Although this shows that Uncle Fu is probably a nearly invincible monk, but even so, Uncle Fu still harbored hidden wounds for many years and left me alone in the Murong family. So it is very likely that Uncle Fu was afraid of something! , is there a more powerful opponent than Fu Bo who has been targeting Fu Bo, which makes Fu Bo take the young me to many places, this may be an escape. "

Thinking of this, Ye Wuque's eyes were astonishingly bright.

"And if my guess is correct, Uncle Fu must have a very close relationship with my parents, otherwise he would not have taken me, who was like a burden, to escape. So where are my parents now? Are they still alive?"

Once a thought arises, a hundred thoughts arise.

Thinking through a problem often leads to more problems. Based on the current information, Ye Wuque is not completely sure of his guesses. Only when he gets more information about Uncle Fu can he confirm these guesses.

"Hundred Cities War, Hundred Cities War... Is there really news about Uncle Fu in the first main city? If there is, then no one can stop me!"

At this moment, Ye Wuque's edge must be revealed. In his heart, looking for Uncle Fu, defeating Jun Shanlie, and looking for Kong's past are the biggest reasons why he is willing to be extinct for ten years and practice hard.

Now that there is news about Uncle Fu, he will pursue it desperately!

"Om"

The pale golden holy way fighting spirit flows out of the body, the golden red blood surges, and Ye Wuque enters the practice again.

He did not follow Qi Shilong to Sima's house, but chose to wait at Murong's house, one to recover from his injuries, and the other to confirm Uncle Fu's matter.

Now that these two things have been completed, he has completely entered into cultivation, quietly waiting for Qi Shilong to pick him up.

There is no time for cultivation, so a day passes quickly.

Early the next morning, Ye Wuque left the small house where he had lived for ten years alone, with a faint reluctance in his heart. He walked step by step on the road to Murong's house, carrying the Seven Star Refining Dao Box behind him.

For ten years, he has been busy with cultivation and has never cared about other things. Now that he is about to leave, he still feels a little melancholy in his heart. After all, this is where he grew up. This time, Ye Wuque has a feeling that he may not come back for many years.

Ye Wuque walked slowly, letting the wind blow his black hair. Soon, he came to the small building where Xian'er was.

Standing quietly for a long time, Ye Wuque did not go in. He was unwilling to say goodbye to Xian'er, although he knew that Xian'er would leave soon.

A bosom friend is always there, and the world is like a neighborhood. The same is true for the relationship between brothers and sisters.

"Xian'er, Brother Wuque will definitely look for you."

Ye Wuque strode away and walked towards the Murong family's martial arts arena.

He didn't know that on the small building, Xian'er was looking at his back, but her face was expressionless, and behind Xian'er, stood a middle-aged female cultivator.

The female cultivator was wearing a green water cloud robe, exuding a cold breath all over her body. Her face could not be seen clearly. She looked at Xian'er in front of her and suddenly spoke in a hoarse voice: "Has anyone in the Murong family seen the spirit girl Rong Zhenling?"

This sentence was without a trace of emotion, like ice that had not melted for thousands of years.

Hearing the female cultivator's question, Xian'er's clear eyes did not fluctuate at all. Without the warmth of being with Ye Wuque, she said lightly: "No."

"Very good, please let the spirit girl leave with this old slave."

As soon as the voice fell, the female cultivator waved her right hand, and the whole room flashed red light, and there was no trace of Xian'er anymore...

Martial arts arena

Ye Wuque was carrying a dark long box on his back, standing alone. Some Murong disciples were whispering around him, especially the girls among them, who kept looking at Ye Wuque with shyness and regret.

A beautiful figure was silently watching Ye Wuque in a corner, with a pair of beautiful eyes flashing with all kinds of complex expressions, and finally turned into a sigh, with confusion, shock, and a trace of inexplicable regret. On her beautiful face, she bit her red lips lightly. It was Murong Binglan...

In another corner, Murong Tian clenched his right hand fiercely, his face was extremely distorted, and his eyes looking at Ye Wuque were full of resentment!

"Ye Wuque! Ye Wuque! You took away the blood dragon jade that belongs to me! You took away my quota! I won't let you go! I won't let you go..."

"Swoosh"

After Ye Wuque waited for a quarter of an hour, there was a wave of fluctuations in the sky, and then three figures appeared at a high speed.

Ye Wuque looked up and saw that the leader was Qi Shilong, followed by a man and a woman. Ye Wuque had seen the girl in the duel with Murong Tian the day before. She should be Lin Yingluo, the eldest daughter of the Lin family.

Then the young man should be Sima Ao, the first genius of the Sima family.

"Buzz"

Qi Shilong raised his hand and Ye Wuque found himself lifted up by a huge force. His whole body involuntarily moved closer to the three people. In a flash, he came behind Qi Shilong and stood with Lin Yingluo.

Seeing that the three people were all there, Qi Shilong laughed, and a faint halo emanated from his side, covering the three people behind him, and then turned into a halo and disappeared in the eyes of Murong's children.

Feeling the strange feeling of flying in the air, Ye Wuque felt a little strange, but suddenly heard a faint questioning voice coming from behind him: "A guy who has not even condensed the soul moon, what qualifications does he have to participate in the Hundred Cities War with me, Sima Ao?"

As soon as these words came out, Lin Yingluo's cold eyes flashed a little fluctuation, and her eyes swept over Ye Wuque, and found that the latter's face was as calm as ever, as if he didn't hear it.

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