Glass Saint's eyes were cold as she stared at Ye Futian and said, "Are you so confident that I won't dare to kill you?"
Ye Futian's lips curled into a cold smile. His body moved closer to the Glass Saint, and he said, "Even if you want to join my harem, how much interest do you think I have in you?"
The two of them looked at each other. Glass Saint's body was full of coldness, causing the surrounding temperature to drop a few degrees. The lake under the boat was faintly frozen, and many people near the lake could not help but shiver. How could it suddenly be so cold?
Ye Futian seemed to not feel it. His lips were close to Glass Saint, and Glass Saint's body was getting colder and colder. She saw Ye Futian close to her ear and said coldly, "Sister Glass Saint, if you need help, pay attention to your attitude in the future."
As his voice fell, the boat he was sitting on shattered into nothingness, and the two of them fell. Ye Futian stood up, took a step, and left.
Glass Saint came all the way from the Nine States to this remote city of Qingzhou, of course, not just to provoke him. Now in the Nine States, there were many people who wanted to kill him, and there were also many people who were waiting for him to go back and take revenge.
And Glass Saint was bound to be the one who was most eager.
"The Great Zhou Sacred King and Saint Xihua will be leaving the Nine States for the Upper Worlds for a while. As for why they are going, think about it yourself." The Glass Saint also stood on the lake, watching coldly as Ye Futian's figure gradually disappeared.
Emperor Xia's ban was lifted, and the Nine States were surging. Ye Futian lived in seclusion in the remote Qingzhou City because of the death of his wife, and refused to return to the Nine States. The people of the Lapis Lazuli Holy Temple were still wandering outside. Even she did not dare to show up easily, so she could only come to Qingzhou City.
After all, she was not qualified to let Saint Jiang, the reincarnated Sword Saint of the Void, fight for her.
"Isn't this attitude much better?" Ye Futian's voice came into her ears, and Glass Saint's expression was still cold. However, although Ye Futian was an extremely bastard, she did not have killing intent.
With a flash, Glass Saint's figure disappeared, but she did not leave Qingzhou City. She still had to look after Ye Futian's safety. Not only could she not kill Ye Futian, but she could not kill anyone else.
After they left, a boat rowed over and looked at the smashed boat. The woman just now was simply breathtakingly beautiful.
Was that white-haired youth Ye Futian?
Did they have a conflict just now?
However, although they were curious, they didn't see it too clearly and didn't know what exactly happened.
After Ye Futian received the message from the Glass Saint, he did not change his routine. It was still so simple, without any change.
Every night, he would still go to the lake to enjoy the beautiful scenery of Qingzhou City.
In the past few days, he had clearly sensed that many people had arrived in Qingzhou City, and among them were many mighty ones from the Holy Zhi Palace.
Emperor Xia's ban on the Nine States was no secret. If the people of the Upper Worlds came to the Lower Worlds, they would also know about it. Even if Great Zhou Sacred King and Saint Xihua were willing to pay a great price, there would be no saints who would risk offending Emperor Xia to come to the Lower Worlds to attack him.
Then, the people that the Great Zhou Sacred King and Saint Xihua could find must only be sages, and people of this level, with his current cultivation, had nothing to fear.
Unknowingly, the end of the 10,017th year of the Divine Prefecture Calendar had arrived.
On this day, the whole city of Qingzhou was celebrating. Under the curtain of night, Qingzhou City was illuminated as if it were daytime.
For low-level cultivators and ordinary people, every year's New Year's Eve was an extremely important day. They didn't have too many years of life, and they wouldn't be able to cross a year's time in a single retreat like those of a higher level.
In the land of the Nine States, it was impossible to have the atmosphere of Qingzhou City.
Ye Futian accompanied his master, masteress, and Yu Sheng to dinner, and then once again came to the shore of Qingzhou Lake.
On this day, Qingzhou Lake was full of fireworks, breathtakingly beautiful. On this day, in Qingzhou Lake, there were countless men and women holding hands and swimming on the lake, enjoying this sweet and quiet time.
Ye Futian walked casually, some people guessing lantern riddles, and some people performing magic tricks.
At this moment, he seemed to have traveled through time and returned to 18 years ago. This scene was so similar.
"Auntie, I want a wishing lamp." Ye Futian walked to a small stall and said.
"Okay." The auntie nodded with a smile and handed the wishing lamp to Ye Futian. She looked at him and said, "Young man, how can your hair be white at such a young age? Don't worry too much, or you'll grow old easily."
"Yes, thank you, auntie." Ye Futian smiled and took the wishing lamp. Then, he came to the lakeside and put the wishing lamp in the lake. Then, he closed his eyes and made a wish. On that day of the Sacred War, Jieyu's physical body was destroyed and her soul floated away. Hua Qingqing transmitted her voice to him, saying that they were born because of fate, and that they would perish because of fate. She would take care of Jieyu for him.
Therefore, although he knew that the hope was slim, he still made a wish that Jieyu was still in this world, even if it was only a wisp of her soul.
Opening his eyes, Ye Futian looked up at the sky. The sky was full of fireworks, streaking across the night sky. It was like the most beautiful scene in the world.
At this moment, Ye Futian only felt that there was still a figure standing beside him. It was as if that stunning girl had never left him and had always been in his heart.
Not far behind Ye Futian, Loulan Xue and Yu Sheng stood there quietly. They had always been behind him.
Loulan Xue was a woman, and her emotions were delicate. Naturally, she could feel the emotions in Ye Futian's heart. She knew that Ye Futian must be reminiscing about their past. Did they meet here, or did they fall in love?
This place was indeed very beautiful.
Looking up at the sky full of fireworks, a tear fell from the corner of her eye. Why did she leave just like that, leaving behind that lonely figure by the lake?
Although at this moment, she really wanted to walk over and stand beside him, accompanying him to enjoy the beautiful scenery, she knew that she was not worthy.
Even though he was alone, at this moment, in his heart, perhaps only the girl who would never appear again could stand beside him.
In the lake of Qingzhou, Qin Yi, General Qin, Feng Qingxue, Yang Xiu, and Feng Ruhai were also there. Today, they had spent the New Year's Eve in the lake of Qingzhou. Looking at the figure on the lakeside, they did not disturb him.
They all knew that here, there were memories that belonged only to them.
"Eighteen years ago today, we were at your Uncle Ye's family banquet. It was that day that she came to our house alone to find Ye Futian," Feng Ruhai said softly, as if he was also immersed in memories.
He still remembered that day when they wanted to matchmake Feng Qingxue and Ye Futian. However, that 16-year-old girl appeared, stunned everyone, and pulled Ye Futian away. It must have been that day that she and Ye Futian confirmed their relationship.
"Yes, eighteen years ago today, it might be the day they fell in love." Feng Qingxue nodded lightly.
"Time flies. Has it been eighteen years in the blink of an eye?" Feng Ruhai muttered to himself, "I hope that after today, he can completely get over it. Qingxue, if you have the chance, tell him that he does not belong here."
"Yes." Feng Qingxue nodded.
"Why do I feel a little cold?" Feng Ruhai suddenly said. "Is it because I'm old?"
"Father, I feel a little cold too. Maybe it's because the temperature at night is a little colder," Feng Qingxue said softly. Feng Qingxue said softly. However, she could faintly feel that the coldness was not just on the surface. It was an indescribable feeling. It was very strange.
At this time, there was an endless stream of pleasure boats on Qingzhou Lake. In one of the extremely luxurious pleasure boats, a middle-aged man who looked like a prodigal was lying there, enjoying himself very much. In front of him, there were beautiful women playing the guqin. Each of his arms was wrapped around a person. These women were wearing thin clothes, and one could clearly feel the soft touch of their skin.
A woman fed a glass of wine to the middle-aged man's mouth. He drank the wine in one gulp, and his hands caressed the woman's skin wantonly, even reaching under her skirt. The woman let out a coquettish sound, but her body softly fell into his arms.
With a beauty in his arms, he played around on the boat. How carefree was that? The middle-aged man carried a hint of laziness as he inadvertently raised his head to look at a figure by the lake. There was a white-haired youth standing there. At that instant, although the middle-aged man still had a smile on his face, there seemed to be a flash of lightning in his slightly narrowed eyes. However, the girl beside him did not notice it at all.
The middle-aged man was an assassin, codenamed Wu Ming. He was a top assassin in the Upper Worlds, and he was ranked second on the Sage Plane Assassin Ranking.
Moreover, he was also born in a Saint-level force in the Upper Worlds. He joined the assassin force to hone his strength.
He rarely took on missions, and there were too few people who were worth his time. However, the person he was to kill in this mission was very interesting to him.
Ye Futian, the Palace Lord of the Holy Zhi Palace of the Nine States in the Lower Worlds, was a low-level Sage. He once broke into the Jiutian Temple, broke through the Ninth Layer of Heaven, and defeated Pei Qianying, a cultivator on the Jiutian Ranking.
In addition, there was another battle in the Battle of the Imperial Mausoleum in the Lower Worlds, in the face of the siege of many top sages in the Nine States of the Lower Worlds, and he killed four cultivators on the Sage Ranking.
After that, the seven holy lands besieged the Holy Zhi Palace, but he was still not killed. However, the news of that battle seemed to have been blocked by Emperor Xia, and no one knew what happened.
Such a target instantly attracted his attention. Now, under the Saint Plane, few people he wanted to kill could survive, even those on the Jiutian Ranking of the Upper Worlds. If there was no challenge, he would not even come.
Of course, in addition to his interest, the reward that the person who issued the mission was willing to pay was also somewhat shocking. It broke the record for targets below the Saint Plane and caused a lot of commotion.
Wu Ming knew that he was not the only one who came this time. Just today, in this Qingzhou Lake, there were many people who came with the same purpose as him.
But he was still confident that the person who killed Ye Futian would only be him.
At this time, on the shore of Qingzhou Lake, it was not only Feng Ruhai and the others who felt the chill. Many people felt it.
On the shore of the lake, Ye Futian looked at the fireworks in the sky and smiled brightly. Then he stopped smiling and looked down at Qingzhou Lake.
He took a step forward. This day, Ye Futian did not play the guqin. Instead, he stepped onto a small boat. The small boat floated forward, like an arrow from a bow, shooting towards the center of the lake.
He wanted to see who could kill him.
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