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Text Chapter 157: My daughter is grieving and heartbroken

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    ?Although the people of the Hachi tribe don't know who Ye Chen is yet, his deep and cold voice that can be heard throughout the city is enough to prove that this person is incredibly powerful. Everyone is trembling and afraid to speak out.

    After leaving the Hachi clan¡¯s royal city, Ye Chen quickly rushed back to Blue Rain City.  At three times the speed of Kamikaze Step, the whole person turned into a gust of wind.

    An hour later, Ye Chen returned to the Blue Rain Clan from the Hachi Clan¡¯s royal city.

    The blue silhouette on the distant city wall is lonely and delicate. Under the moonlight, she is so soft that steel can wrap around your fingers, and she is so beautiful that the moonlight eclipses it.  With a sense of sadness, it was like the cold wind of late autumn penetrated into the soul, allowing Ye Chen to see a beautiful world.

    A tall silver figure appeared in sight, Hou Yu shed tears, and his face burst into a smile, which made people feel heartbroken.

    She was watching here, and finally waited until Ye Chen came back. At this moment, there was only that figure in her blue eyes. Other than that, all the scenery in the world turned into nothingness, just like that stupidly.  Step forward on the city wall and step into the void.

    Ye Chen was immediately shocked. A thousand meters away, the kamikaze step unfolded at five times speed and turned into a flash of cyan light. He instantly caught Hou Yu who was distracted and held him in his arms.

    Hou Yu didn't seem to know how dangerous her situation was just now. She felt a strong arm suddenly wrap around her waist, and a familiar masculine breath rushed towards her. She held Ye tightly with her backhand.  Chen hugged her, as if she would lose him if he let go.

    Ye Chen stood on his toes in the void, holding the rain behind him and rising into the air, spinning and slowly falling on the city wall.

    The two looked at each other, silent for a long time, quietly listening to each other's heartbeat and breathing.

    "I know you will come back. Xian'er and Miaomiao are still listening to Yuxuan. You won't just leave like that." After a long time, Hou Yu said in a low voice.  As if talking to myself.

    "I went to the Hachi Clan's royal city. Harmon Thor is dead. The Hachi Clan is now in chaos, and its military strength has declined terribly. It will be difficult to rise in less than a hundred years. From now on, the Blue Rain Clan can have no worries." Ye Chen interrupted.  topic.

    Hou Yu's expression darkened and he said: "Yes, our people of the Blue Rain Tribe will enjoy peace for a long time. After this battle, the number of Blue Rain Tribe's troops has also been sharply reduced, and there are not many brave corps left. Fortunately,  With your Shenji Camp.¡±

    "Listen back to Yuxuan." Ye Chen said softly, and without waiting for Houyu to respond, he pulled her and walked away directly.

    Back to Ting Yu Xuan, Hou Yu did not return to her attic. Without saying a word, she pulled Ye Chen towards the small woods to the east of Ting Yu Xuan.

    We came to a place full of lilac flowers again. Ye Chen was in a trance, smelling the faint fragrance of flowers in the air. It seemed that his heart was already soft. Looking at Hou Yu's lonely figure, a feeling of guilt came to his mind.

    Hou Yu took out the blue guqin from her storage bag. She sat cross-legged among the lilac flowers, with the guqin flat on her knees. She looked at Ye Chen faintly, and sounded a soft and sad voice.  , "Ye Chen, Hou Yu will play a song for you. Maybe this will be the last night in this life that I will play the piano for you."

    The moonlight fell on her face, the evening breeze blew gently, and it was poignant and beautiful. Ye Chen felt a little confused in his heart, nodded slightly, sat down cross-legged in front of Hou Yu, and looked at her quietly.

    Zheng

    The sound of the piano is long and lingering, carrying deep nostalgia, reluctance, and sorrow, expressing the girl's feelings and thoughts.

    After the rain, the heavenly singing sounded in the night sky, and a song "Daughter's Sorrow" blended into the night wind. The daughter's tenderness, every inch of her sorrow, made her heartbroken.

    I don¡¯t know when a drizzle of rain falls from the sky. The drizzle is cold and cold, like strands of sad love, entwining two hearts.  The tiny raindrops condensed on her blue hair, shining with crystal light under the moonlight.

    The clear rain is cold and the cloves are faint

    A song of melancholy, flying flowers withered

    The cool sound gradually fades away

    My daughter¡¯s slave face is sad and weeping

    "Tenderness Song" Liuli Tears Played for You

    How can we say goodbye? Playing the piano and remembering Wushan

    The stars in the night reflect your face and hide in your heart

    The road to immortality is difficult and long, Hou Yuxin

    I wish to accompany you to the end of my life

    I only hate the sky cliff. I am separated from each other and I sigh in the sky.

    ?¡­

    Hou Yu sang and sang, weeping and complaining, confessing her daughter's feelings.  The song expresses love and sorrow, a song sings farewell, every word expresses the heartfelt words, and the sound breaks the heart.

    Ye Chen¡¯s heart was full of twists and turns, entangled, helpless, and guilty, and in the end he could only shake his head and sigh.

    People are not grass and trees, how can they be ruthless? It¡¯s not that he doesn¡¯t like Hou Yu, he just can¡¯t like it.  This woman who is softer than water has not known how toFeeling broke into his heart, but he already had Zhan Xiaoling and could not accept this relationship.

    After finishing the song, Hou Yu looked at Ye Chen silently, as if he wanted to carve that face into the depths of his soul.  In this drizzly and cold night, with the stars hanging high and the cold moon desolate, I am plagued by worries.

    "Hou Yu" Ye Chen shouted softly, breaking the silence.

    "Don't talk." Hou Yu put away the guqin, walked to Ye Chen, leaned gently into his arms, and said quietly: "Let me lean on you, just lean on you, don't say anything.  "

    Ye Chen sighed deeply in his heart. He couldn't refuse Hou Yu's little request. He stretched out his hand and gently hugged her, letting her lean on his shoulder silently.

    This night, the drizzle fell gently, wetting my hair, clothes, and heart.

    As the night passed little by little, Hou Yu seemed to have fallen asleep in Ye Chen's arms, breathing evenly, without a trace of sound, only two hearts beating in tacit agreement.

    Ye Chen looked down at her, smelling the fragrance of her hair, feeling extremely heavy in his heart.  He used the spiritual power in his body to dry the clothes wet from the rain bit by bit, and opened the spiritual light curtain to isolate the rain.

    At dawn, Ye Chen stood up gently and carefully carried Hou Yu back to the attic boudoir where she lived.

    In half a year, Ye Chen walked into Hou Yu's boudoir for the first time. The arrangement in the room was extremely simple, but very exquisite.  There was a painting hanging on the wall next to the dressing table, and Ye Chen looked a little distracted.

    The person in this painting is herself, and every part of the painting is full of charm. It was obviously painted by Hou Yu herself, and all her girlish feelings were poured into it.

    Ye Chen gently laid Hou Yu flat on the bed, pulled the quilt to cover her, and carefully took off her shoes and socks. Looking at the alluring face and soft facial lines, Ye Chen stretched out his hand to cover her.  She brushed away a strand of hair sticking to her face and whispered: "Hou Yu, I'm sorry"

    Ye Chen took out the storage bag filled with elixirs and spiritual weapons collected in the palace of the Hachi clan, forced a drop of blood essence from his fingertips and dropped it on the ground, and gently placed it on Hou Yu's chest.  bedside.  He stood up, looked at her deeply, turned around and left resolutely.

    The moment Ye Chen left the room, Hou Yu's face was already full of tears, his eyelashes were trembling slightly, his closed eyes opened, and his sad eyes were heartbreaking.

    Leaving Hou Yu¡¯s room and walking out of the attic, it was too early, it was still dark, and Xiao Qi didn¡¯t get up. Ye Chen went straight back to the west wing of the room where he lived.

    ??Xiao Xianshuang was curled up in the bed and sleeping soundly. She was holding a mini version of Meow in her arms, one big and one small curled up against each other.

    Ye Chen walked to the bed and reached out to pick up Xiao Xianshuang and Miaomiao.

    "Meow"

    Meow Meow woke up and seemed to know that Ye Chen was leaving. She glanced at him and retracted her head into Xiao Xianshuang's arms, squinting her eyes and continuing to sleep.

    Ye Chen took the two little guys out of the west wing, turned around and silently glanced at the attic where Hou Yu lived, then left with reluctance, disappearing into Ting Yuxuan in the blink of an eye.

    Hou Yuqing leaned against the wooden railing of the balcony, holding the storage bag left by Ye Chen in his hand, watching him go away.

    The figure is getting further away, but the breath is always there, staying in my heart forever. There are no words of retention, not even a word of farewell, only the tears shed silently express the sadness and reluctance in my heart.

    After leaving Blue Rain City, Ye Chen tripled his speed and headed south like the wind.  He didn't even go to say goodbye to the soldiers of the Shenji Battalion.

    His target, Lingquan Blessed Land, is no longer on the edge of Lingquan Blessed Land, but to enter Lingquan Blessed Land for cultivation. With his current level of cultivation, it is too easy to join Lingquan Blessed Land.  Reaching the secret realm of the Sea of ??Life at the age of 18, the life spring surged for the second time, which even some disciples who had entered the blessed land since childhood were beyond the reach of him.

    When a hint of fish belly white appeared in the east and the first ray of sunshine in the morning shone through the clouds, Xiao Xian Shuang finally opened her eyes with her long eyelashes flashing.

    As soon as she woke up, the little girl immediately realized something was wrong. She turned around and looked around. She suddenly didn't know where she was. However, being held in Ye Chen's arms, her little face was filled with joy and joy.  He said: "Brother, where are we? Where is Sister Houyu? Why isn't she with us?"

    Hearing Xiao Xianshuang mention Hou Yu, Ye Chen felt his heart twisting, smiled and said, "We are going to Lingquan Paradise now. Sister Yan is there. Doesn't Xian'er not want to see Sister Yan?"

    "Ah I think about it, I think about it, Xian'er misses Sister Yan so much. I haven't seen Sister Yan for a long time." Xiao Xian Shuang's big eyes showed excitement and expectation, but soon she became a little bit a little nervous.  Gloomy and reluctant, he whispered: "Butbut Xian'er can't let go either."Sister Yu.  The eldest brother was the worst. He didn't even wake up Xian'er. He didn't even have time to say goodbye to Sister Houyu.  "

    Seeing the little girl pouting with a slightly aggrieved look, Ye Chen pinched her nose with a smile and said, "If Xian'er bids farewell to your sister Houyu, your sister Houyu will be reluctant to let you go. Could it be that  Do you want to see your sister Houyu sad? "

    "Ah, I don't want it. Xian'er doesn't want sister Houyu to be sad." Xiao Xianshuang shook her head, blinked her big eyes, looked at Ye Chen, and said, "Is what big brother said true?"

    "Of course it's true. When did big brother ever deceive you, this little cutie?" Ye Chen rubbed her hair.

    "Hehe, elder brother will not lie to Xian'er. Xian'er is so good, and elder brother is reluctant to let go." Little Xian Shuang smiled happily, and after saying that, she started to rub Miao Miao in her arms.

    "Daughter's Sorrow" was written randomly by Feng Luo, asking for flowers and distinguished guests, haha.  ~
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