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Chapter 287

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The Evil Emperor's face was covered and his expression could not be seen, but Feng Lie could still feel that he was sneering. "I only kill evil people and those who are my enemies. Only those whom I hate, I will make them … live a life worse than death …"

That icy cold voice was like a cold knife, piercing into Feng Lie's heart one after another. In front of the Dark Emperor, he had never stopped trembling. Even when he thought of the Dark Emperor's title, he would tremble all over. In this lifetime, he could not erase the shadow that the Evil Emperor had left in his heart.

As the Emperor of Great Wind Country, many people had died in his hands. He could not figure out what had attracted this demon. But now that the Evil Emperor had said a few more words to him, he at least understood that all of this was not without reason. He seemed to have seen a glimmer of hope and begged humbly, "I … I have done many wrong things all these years. It's all my fault. I deserve to die. Please … please forgive me. Whatever you want … I will give it to you …"

"Since you know that you deserve to die, why don't you die right away?"

Feng Lie's eyes were dull. To him, death was also a kind of relief. But … "I … I can't die, I am the Emperor … please let me go … no matter what you want, wealth, power … even my beloved concubine, I can give it to you …"

To him, there were many things more important than his life, such as his ambition and the entire Feng Clan. If he was forced to die like this, then his lifelong ambition would become a joke. At the same time, he could foresee that this disaster would befall his son, Feng Ling, who would inherit the throne after his death. If Feng Ling was also forced to die like this, then the Feng Clan would be completely finished. Thus, he would rather die than be forced to die or go crazy. In order to escape this nightmare, he, the emperor of the Great Wind Country, did not hesitate to kneel and beg him.

"Agree to any request? Hahahaha … "The Evil Emperor laughed. His hoarse laughter sounded like glass being ruthlessly cracked. It was so unpleasant that it was suffocating. He said in a low voice," Very good, after wasting so much time on you, you are finally willing to say this. Very good … "

Feng Lie's heart was desolate and sorrowful. He trembled as he asked, "You … What exactly do you want to do … As long as you don't appear again, I will do anything you want me to do."

"No matter how fun a game is, there will always be a day when you get tired of it. If you're really obedient, this emperor won't appear in this place again. But don't worry, This Emperor will not take your people, nor will I covet your throne. What This Emperor wants you to do, might even be something you dream of doing. "As the Evil Emperor spoke, his black eyes became more and more demonic. After playing with the toy and torturing it enough, the best choice was not to destroy it, but to turn it into a tool.

"You … What exactly do you want me to do?" Feng Lie hoped that he would disappear in front of him in the next second and never appear again.

"Very good … This Emperor admires the expression on your face now. Remember what you said today, or else …"

Suddenly, an extremely cold wind blew in front of Feng Lie. The wind poured into his collar, it was so cold that it pierced his bones. He could not help but shiver even more violently. But after a while, he did not hear the next sound. He raised his head, only to find that there was no one around him. The Evil Emperor had already left.

Feng Lie's entire body was drained by fear. Cold sweat made his clothes look as if they had just been soaked in water. He leaned against the bedpost, gasping for air. The Evil Emperor did not say what he wanted him to do, but this meant that he would order him to do anything in the future. He was the Emperor of Great Wind Country, but just like that, he had become a puppet of a person. And the person who controlled him was a demon that he could not resist. In front of him, he was just a lowly weakling that was toyed with and trampled on. But unfortunately, Feng Zhaoyang had already passed away. He could not find another guardian as loyal and powerful as Feng Zhaoyang.

After the Evil Emperor left, Feng Lie's body was still cold. He felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave. He curled up and whispered to himself in a low voice, "Endure … endure … endure … he will definitely make a mistake. One day … I will get back all of this …"

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The news of Ye Wuchen's return quickly spread across the Tianchen Continent like a legend. Along with this news was the rumor that his body had been crippled. A week after Ye Wuchen's return to the Yeh family, this news had also spread across the continent. While people were shocked, they also felt that it was a pity that such a legendary young man had fallen just like that.

After Ye Wuchen's return, the Yeh family was not as joyous as most people had imagined. Instead, it became even quieter than before. It was also rumored that General Wei Long had fallen ill due to being on the battlefield for a long time and had been bedridden for many days. Old Master Ye's face was glowing every day. He would often go out for a walk and sometimes he would not return for a few days.

Compared to the Yeh family's quietness, the Lin family was even quieter, as if everyone had died.

Three years ago, Ye Wuchen would often bring Ningxue out for a stroll on the streets. No one had ever seen him go out. The servants of the Yeh family knew that he spent most of his time lying on the wooden wheelchair and basking in the sun with his eyes half closed. Or he would go to Ye Shuiyao's place and stay there for half a day. In the beginning, he would go to the Hua family every day. Later on, it was the other way around. Hua Shuirou, who usually did not step out of the house, would go to the Yeh family every day. Sometimes, he would go in the morning and come out in the afternoon. Ever since Ye Wuchen returned, her originally thin face had become much rosier. In addition to that, she had the unique tenderness and charm of a young woman. Some of the young men who occasionally peeped at her on the streets would be dazed.

Ye Wei was bedridden but Long Yin had never visited him. In addition to that, Ye Wuchen's shocking speech in the imperial court a few days ago, the civil and military officials who were present could sense that something was amiss. Every day, there would be people who would come to visit Ye Wei's' illness' and try to find out more about it. Ye Wei's response was flawless. No one could sense that something was wrong. Currently, Tenryū Province was faced with foreign aggression. If there were any problems in the relationship between the Yeh family and the imperial family, it would be extremely bad news for both parties and the entire Tenryū Province. But … if the Yeh family wanted to rebel … This idea was immediately rejected as soon as it appeared. In terms of loyalty and contribution, no one could compare to the Yeh family! Even if everyone in the world rebelled, the Yeh family would definitely not rebel!

If the Yeh family really wanted to rebel … More than half of the imperial guards of Tianlong City were led by the Yeh family. The private Yeh family army of the Yeh family was famous throughout the continent. It was much more powerful than the imperial guards. Moreover, the loyal subordinates and students who had sworn to follow Old Master Ye to the death were scattered all over the major cities and passes of Tenryū Province. Among them, many of them controlled a large number of troops, or even a city's worth of troops. It could be said that if the Yeh family raised their arms, the entire Tenryū Province would change. If the Yeh family wanted to rebel, why would they wait until now? Why would they choose this extremely inappropriate time?

Then, what exactly was the hidden mystery behind this?

At this moment, the entire Tianchen Continent was in an uproar. The Tianchen Magic Conference was about to begin. Countless eyes were already focused on it. Although this Magic Conference was only held once every twenty years, it was always the focus of the entire continent. Twenty-five years ago, this competition had decided the four strongest people at that time.

— — Chu Cang Ming, Feng Zhaoyang, Wu Wan Han, and Xue Nu. They had also used their strength to show what it meant to be a god. This time, besides Feng Zhaoyang, Chu Cang Ming, Wu Wan Han, and Xue Nu were still alive. Would it be them again this time, or … would another peerless expert appear?

This time, the Tianchen Magic Conference was still held in the center of the Tianchen Continent. Twenty-five years ago, the host was Nanhuangzong. This time, it was held by the Northern Emperor Sect. Only Nanhuangzong and the Northern Emperor Sect could suppress this gathering of true experts. Although these peerless experts were all arrogant, they were not arrogant enough to be arrogant in front of them.

"Whether it's the Sword God or the War God … are they really the most powerful people in the world? Maybe, maybe not, "Ye Wuchen murmured to himself and sighed. He was sure that there were many powerful people living in seclusion in many corners of the Tianchen Continent. Among them, there was a possibility that they could defeat these True Gods. The group of people at the bottom of Death Abyss were an out-and-out group of "experts that lived in seclusion."

"Brother said that Sister Oculum is more powerful than anyone else … Oh, she is more powerful than Grandpa Chu," Ningxue, who was beside him, said.

"Oculum is different. She is not from this world." As Ye Wuchen said this, a complicated expression appeared on his face. He grabbed Ningxue and Oculum's hands tightly.

"Oh?" Ning Xue blinked her eyes, her face was filled with confusion.

After basking in the gentle sunlight for a long time, Ye Wuchen was already drowsy. He yawned, opened his arms, and said with a smile, "Xue'er, come to me."

"Okay." Ningxue smiled and walked forward. She threw her soft body into his arms and sat on his lap. Not long after, she closed her eyes and unknowingly fell asleep.

"You're still so sleepy." Ye Wuchen smiled, and a solemn look appeared on his face.

It seemed like … she was getting more and more sleepy.

Over the past year, she had been sleeping for at least fifteen hours a day.

What was the reason?

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