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Zhang Ye, who had just walked out of Tiange, had not yet reacted.

The wind and snow on the side have moved.

His figure appeared in front of Zhang Ye, the long sword in his hand unsheathed.

In an instant, the world of swordsmanship descended, and the surrounding environment changed.

The sword energy flew and instantly enveloped the entire Tiange.

Yaoyue below also drew out her scimitar and appeared in front of Tiange in an instant.

The old man looked at them, his face slowly lost the angry look, and became extraordinarily calm at this moment.

However, the aura on his body did not restrain at all.

He is like an erupting volcano.

The surrounding air began to twist under this pressure.

Buzz~

The sword light that shrouded the world appeared, and the color of the world changed.

However, facing this knife, the old man just raised one arm.

Click~

The void shattered in front of him, and a finger that covered the sky slowly poked out from it.

The moment the two sides touch.

There were no terrifying explosions or earth-shattering spiritual energy fluctuations.

Just like that, both parties disappeared into nothingness, like broken phantoms.

At this time, Zhang Ye finally came to his senses and couldn't help but look over.

The next moment, his expression was just like the old man's, and he said "Fuck".

"stop!"

he shouted loudly.

In an instant, everyone's attention came over.

The scimitar in Yaoyue's hand paused slightly, and she looked over with the same confusion.

Zhang Ye took one step and walked directly out of Tiange, looking at the old man who was also looking at him with a strange expression.

"You old fool, where have you gone?"

Almost subconsciously, his voice came through.

When these words were spoken, Zhang Ye reacted.

What's wrong with you?

Could it be...

Memories poured out like a flood.

An emotion that shouldn't be his appeared, making his body tremble a little.

Obsession!

At this moment, he understood that this was an obsession left by his predecessor.

Although he never showed it, it was hidden deep in his heart.

He didn't know why a strong longing made his vision blurry.

"You old fool, didn't you say you would be back soon? Why have you been gone for so long? Do you know how I got here during this time?"

At this moment, Zhang Ye gave up control of his body and allowed his obsession to be vented.

The old man suddenly raised his head, and his expressionless face began to tremble.

How can it be?

"Brat?"

His voice was hoarse and disbelieving.

But then he took a deep breath, and his voice became cold again: "Who are you? Why... why are you in his body."

His eyes were flashing with golden brilliance at this moment, like gods above the nine heavens.

Hearing this, Zhang Ye's face couldn't help but froze.

Gradually he understood that this old immortal thought he had been taken away from him.

But it seems that the guess was not wrong.

But his seizing the body was different, because it was not his initiative.

But he won't admit it either.

"Widow Liu at the foot of Luoxia Mountain has always thought of you."

"Grandma Wang in Dongming City passed away."

"The river in the Luoxia Mountains was blocked some time ago. Maybe there will be no grilled fish in the future."

"besides……"

However, facing his cold gaze, Zhang Ye walked over step by step.

She let go of all her defenses and just came in front of him.

As Zhang Ye spoke every word, the old man took two steps back in disbelief.

The feeling of longing that comes from the heart cannot be faked.

Is he really the brat who keeps shouting that he is going to be buried?

impossible! impossible!

At this moment, the old man's consciousness became confused.

Looking at the person who had come to him, he still didn't change.

Still so handsome.

A pair of slender arms slowly stretched out and hugged the old man.

At this moment, the old man clearly felt the trembling from his shoulders and the warmth on his clothes.

It was tears falling.

At this moment, he couldn't help but raise his hand and tremblingly hugged the grown-up young man in front of him.

It seems like he has returned to the past, he was so naughty, but also so lovable.

For a moment, it seemed like they were the only two people left in the world.

Everyone looked at all this in bewilderment, unable to react.

What kind of trouble is this?

Pa~

Suddenly, the old man slapped Zhang Ye on the head.

"Fuck, what are you doing?"

Zhang Ye covered his head, the longing he felt just now disappeared, and he stared at the old man with an angry look.

"It's not a dream!"

However, the old man looked at his palm and smashed it.

But soon he looked at Zhang Ye again.

"What's going on with you? Why... why is it like this?"

Hearing this, Zhang Ye's face instantly became serious.

"In my previous life, I was the Supreme Lord of Nine Heavens and Ten Earths. Now I have recovered my memory, so kneel down and surrender to me."

boom!

Without hesitation, the old man kicked him away.

"What a shame, you brat, how dare you talk to me like this."

Although he was cursing, there was a hint of joy in his eyes.

Sure enough, he's still the same bastard he was before, and hasn't changed at all.

"Senior Ye, who is this?"

At this time, the scholar came to the side and looked at Zhang Ye with some surprise.

"Haha, this is my apprentice, how about it? Not bad."

Ye Tianming became arrogant again at this moment.

It was as if the old man who cried just now was not him.

apprentice?

The old monk and the scholar were shocked at the same time.

"Why have I never heard of you? And what happened to you just now?"

The old monk no longer looked like a worldly monk. He came to Ye Tianming's side and looked him up and down.

"Um...this..."

Ye Tianming scratched his cheek, his eyes rolling around.

Suddenly his expression became solemn.

"Actually, I don't want to tell you, but since you asked sincerely, I will tell you with great mercy..."

"To prevent World Cup destruction..."

Suddenly a voice came from the side.

"That's right, in order to prevent the World Cup from being destroyed... get lost."

Just as Ye Tianming nodded, he reacted and slapped Zhang Ye away again without any courtesy.

Seeing the fight between the two, the old monk and the scholar both understood that the relationship between the two was definitely not simple.

Although I don't know why Ye Tianming's reaction just now was for, but now it seems that this is not an enemy.

For a moment both of them breathed a sigh of relief.

Since they are not enemies, that's good. Maybe this can also become a force in Tianxuan Continent.

Especially the scimitar woman and the sword-carrying man, even they couldn't see through them.

If such a being can join them, they will be more confident about what is going to happen next.

So the two stopped asking questions and watched silently as the old man and the young man suddenly looked at each other and laughed.