Emperor Lingxiao

Chapter 863 Nameless and Mr. Ye
The discussion ended here with Meng Tianyun's acknowledgment.

This is the end of a conversation between the strong.

The group of people present left separately and went back to their own rooms.

But some people stayed.

It was two people, Mr. Ye and Wuming who possessed the power of gods and demons.

Why they stayed, no one knows.

Neither mentioned why.

At the same time, no one asked why they stayed.

Both sides are strong, sitting quietly on the stone chair.

No one spoke first, and they were all silent, making the atmosphere at the scene very dull.

And in an attic not far away.

The city lord of Blood City, Luoxie, stood by the window, looking at the pavilion with burning eyes.

He was very curious as to why these two people stayed.

Because, what he couldn't see through the most were Mr. Ye and Wuming.

"What exactly are you trying to do?"

Luo Xie stared at it, and softly uttered such a sentence.

He is not far away from them now, but there is also a certain distance.

If the two people in the pavilion spoke, then at his current position, they would not be able to hear them no matter what.

It is also in this position that he will appear here.

Because they were close, those two people would definitely be unhappy.

This is normal, and the dialogue between the strong will definitely not want outsiders to eavesdrop.

Therefore, Luoxie chose this place.

Can see them, but not startle, disturb them.

This bottom line is very good, Luoxie is worthy of being the lord of the city.

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At this moment, in the pavilion.

At this moment, they still didn't speak, and they were all silent.

Moreover, no one looked at anyone, but turned to the distant sky.

The dull atmosphere was extremely terrifying.

There was no sound around, it was eerily quiet.

As time passed, gradually, it was already approaching night.

The dusk disappeared completely, and the stunning red glow of the sun fell down the mountain completely.

The night is quiet, secluded.

It is precisely because of the arrival of night that the peaceful pavilion reverberates with various sounds.

The sound is from all around.

Those little things that only come alive at night.

And because the voices of those little things sounded and echoed in the pavilion.

The two people who had been silent all this time spoke now.

The first person to speak was Mr. Ye.

He looked as usual, and said indifferently: "You and I are very similar."

The words are flat, without any emotion, just like this.

However, the meaning of these words is very obvious.

It was telling Wuming that there might be a relationship between them, otherwise how could they be so similar?

In the world, it is definitely not easy to find two similar people.

However, it is not without.

Even two unrelated strangers are still so similar.

However, such a chance cannot happen to them.

Because they are all strong.

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Listening to Mr. Ye's words, Wuming remained calm and unmoved.

But at this moment, he slowly opened his mouth and said softly: "Do you think I will be the person you are looking for?"

His words were soft, with a gentle and calm breath.

"Do you think you will be the person I'm looking for?" Mr. Ye asked back.

At this time, he withdrew his gaze and turned to Wuming, looking at him curiously.

There were countless questions in his heart, but he couldn't confirm whether Wuming was the person he was looking for.

They just look alike.

If you really want to confirm whether there is a relationship between them.

Then, the fusion of blood between the two is the best proof.

"I don't know, all my memories are sealed, and I can't learn anything about the past." Wuming shook his head lightly, and responded.

Yes, he couldn't confirm.

He who has lost his memory can't do it no matter what, and can't recall any past events.

His mind is now completely blank.

Therefore, it is impossible for Wuming to think of it.

The memory is too solid to be broken.

If he opens it forcefully, it will cause permanent damage to himself, which cannot be recovered.

"The person I'm looking for is my father." Mr. Ye told the truth.

The person he was looking for was his father.

"Your current cultivation base has opened a gap in that door. As long as you work hard, you will succeed in taking that step; why don't you practice hard, but spend this time looking for someone?"

Wuming did not answer him, but said this.

He thinks that Mr. Ye is completely wasting his time now, and he should put his time on practice.

As long as he works hard, he will take that step.

However, Mr. Ye shook his head for the nameless advice, and responded: "Sir, you are right, but I need to find my father, because my mother misses him very much."

Mr. Ye's words deeply touched Wuming.

At this moment, his heart couldn't help but ache.

Why is that?
Why does his heart ache?

"It seems that you are a filial child. Although I don't agree with your actions, they are commendable."

"If your father knows what you have done, he will definitely be proud of you." Wuming nodded slightly, and said in a gentle tone.

He seemed to value Mr. Ye very much, since he spoke up to now, every time he praised him.

It feels like a communication between father and son.

"Unfortunately, I haven't found my father's whereabouts yet." Mr. Ye said sadly.

He has been looking for it for 100 years, but no matter how he looks for it, there is always no whereabouts.

what is this?
Is his father no longer alive?

As soon as this idea came up, Mr. Ye immediately denied it and cut it off immediately.

"Don't be discouraged, the boat will be straight when it reaches the bridge, I believe you will succeed, because you are a child full of filial piety, God will not let you down." Wuming said comfortingly.

He liked Mr. Ye from the bottom of his heart, and felt that he and he were very close, and had a special feeling.

Although he lost his proper memory, he still likes Mr. Ye from the bottom of his heart.

"Maybe, I thought so before, but now that he's been missing for so long, I don't have any confidence anymore." Mr. Ye said in a low voice.

The tone is sad, with sadness, very sad.

In fact, even Mr. Ye couldn't think of such a thing. He spent 100 years looking for his father.

But no matter how hard I searched, there was no clue.

This made him a little discouraged, and he felt that he could hardly hold on.

"Come on, I think you can do it." Wuming encouraged Mr. Ye.

"Thank you." Mr. Ye nodded, thanking Wuming.

Wuming is a stronger man than him, so he must be respected and thanked.

"Let's go!"

(End of this chapter)