Emperor of Death

Chapter 78
The little skull stood in front of Yechen, his empty eyes were facing Yechen.

When dead creatures are refined by their masters, they will have a kind of enlightenment, understand that their master is the one who created them, so they will be very kind to their master, they can live and die together, and never betray.

The higher the intelligence, the stronger this feeling will be, so even if some dead creatures are as intelligent as human beings, they still closely follow their masters. For them, their masters are their only relatives.

Today's little skull looks at Yechen, and the feeling of family is getting stronger and stronger. Now that he has a certain amount of wisdom, little skull deeply understands the connection between himself and Yechen.

It's just that Xiaokulou's intelligence is still low, unable to express, and still stays in the instinctive favor.

Feeling the fluctuation of the soul of the little skull, Ye Chen was very familiar with it. The zombies refined in the previous life also had the same intimacy and dependence on him. You are still unable to keep up with my footsteps, if one day you are qualified to fight alongside me, then you will be the first dead creature since my rebirth, and be recognized by me."

Hearing Yechen's words, the little skull felt joy in his soul.

The little skull who relies on instinct to become stronger has never been as strong as it is now.

"It seems that in order to bring me a surprise, I will give you a martial skill." Yechen circulated his power, pointed his fingers on the forehead of the little skull, and said lightly, "Since you like to use spears, I will teach you a martial skill." The basic martial skill is called Gale Thorn."

After passing on the martial arts, Yechen sent the little skull back to the world of death.

The door of Yechen's room was opened, Ye Xiaoluo pushed the door and entered, and then said to Yechen: "Master, I'm here."

Yechen handed Ye Xiaoluo a jade bottle of ice, and said, "This contains Xuanyin Pill and Juyin Pill."

"Thank you, young master!" Ye Xiaoluo happily took it. As early as in the depths of the Yin Mountain, Ye Xiaoluo was already used to using the elixir that Yechen gave her.

"Secret retreat is very hard, and you must have no distracting thoughts." This is common sense, but Ye Chen continued to emphasize.

"Well, don't worry, young master, Xiao Luo can endure hardship." Ye Xiaoluo spread a blanket on the wall on the ground, and then began to practice.

Ye Chen nodded silently. Except for the fact that Ye Xiaoluo has no experience in life-and-death battles, she is pretty good in other aspects, and her heart is also very tenacious, able to withstand boring training.

For more than two days, Yechen and Ye Xiaoluo had been practicing. Yechen didn't even eat food, but only drank some water when he was thirsty.

Every time Zhang Yun took the food silently, she didn't disturb Yechen.

On the morning of the third day, Yechen finally opened his eyes, with a gratified smile on his face.

After consuming more than ten spirit pills, Ye Chen finally stepped out of a small realm and reached the cultivation level of a third-tier warrior.

"Squeak!" The wooden door was pushed open, and Huang Xinrou poked her head in to have a look. When she saw Yechen with her eyes open, Huang Xinrou showed a touching smile on her face, and said with a half-smile: "My young master, Madam said that the sun Your feet are sunburned, let me wake you up."

Afterwards, Huang Xinrou came to Ye Chen with a washbasin in her hand, looked down at Ye Chen who was sitting on the bed, and leaned forward slightly, just in line with Ye Chen's line of sight.

Huang Xinrou didn't seem to notice anything wrong, she held the washbasin and said with a smile: "My young master, do you want a servant to help you change and wash your clothes?"

Yechen stretched out his left hand and slapped it hard.

"Slap!" Ye Chen slapped Huang Xinrou's round buttocks hard.

"You!" Huang Xinrou glared angrily.

"Pfft!" Ye Xiaoluo couldn't help laughing, Huang Xinrou remembered that Ye Xiaoluo was there, her face flushed, and then she put the washbasin on the table and left Yechen's place as if fleeing. Room.

Ye Xiaoluo pouted, looked at Yechen with mischievous eyes, and snickered, "Sister Xinrou is so cute. Master, were you eating tofu from Sister Xinrou just now?"

Yechen squeezed Ye Xiaoluo's face with his hand: "You are so young, what do you always think about?"

"It's true!" Ye Xiaoluo, whose face was pinched, said in a vague tone.

"Clean up, I will take you to participate in the family competition later." Ye Chen said, "If you are naughty again, I won't take you there."

"Ah, Xiao Luo waits for the young master to wash!" Ye Xiaoluo stood up suddenly, and Ye Chen successfully diverted her attention.

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Ye Family's Martial arts arena is very lively. There is a row of seats high up on the front of the Martial arts arena. The chairs in the middle are the highest, and then lowered in turn on both sides.

In the center of the martial arts arena, there is a huge arena.

When Zhang Yun's family arrived, the martial arts arena was already crowded with people.

Zhang Yun has her own place, but it's in a remote corner.

Ye Chen, Huang Xinrou and Ye Xiaoluo stood behind Zhang Yun.

After a while, someone shouted loudly: "The head of the family led the elders here."

The martial arts arena, which was full of voices, suddenly fell silent, and countless people turned their attention to the entrance of the martial arts arena.

Ye Buhui, the Patriarch of the Ye family, stood upright, wearing a black dress with wide sleeves, and a high crown, walking in front. Behind him, the elders of the Ye family followed closely, as if they were protecting an emperor.

Ye Buhui went straight to the seat at the front, then turned around, then swung the hem of his fine clothes, and sat in the position of the head of the family, his majestic eyes scanned the front.

Countless people stood up at the same time, and bowed to Ye Buhui: "Meet the Patriarch."

Even Zhang Yun got up with the crowd.

"Hahaha, you don't need to be too polite!" Ye Buhui laughed loudly.

Ye Wuhen took the opportunity to jump onto the ring, and said loudly: "Now, the head of the family has come out of the customs, and the miraculous achievements have been made. My Ye family's rise is just around the corner, and my Ye family's children are all members of the Ye family, and they are inseparable from my Ye family. The part, and the hard work, is the basis for the rise of the Ye family. Today, the members of my Ye family are gathered here, and I will reward those who practice hard, and the top ten in the family competition will all be rewarded."

As Ye Wuhen raised the atmosphere, countless young people became excited. The Ye family was their backer, the capital for them to live and work, and it was also the guarantee for them to act aggressively outside. Whether the Ye family was strong or not was closely related to them.

As for young people who practice hard, as long as they get a good ranking in the family competition, they can get the relationship of the high-level family and then get more resources.

"Family competition, stop at the point, don't hurt people's lives. If someone acts viciously and harms their relatives, they will be severely punished. Do you understand?" Ye Wuhen said.

"Yes!" Countless people responded.

"Okay, next, all the Ye family children under the age of 20 will come to the ring to draw lots." Ye Wuhen said loudly.

(End of this chapter)