Chapter 1586: Final Farewell
The young man in black robe stood tall, the hall was brightly lit, the light shone on his fair and handsome face, and the young man seemed to stand under the eternal starry sky, mysterious and profound.
"Wu Que!"
Murong Changqing walked over quickly, with excitement and surprise on his face.
"I didn't come to see you in time after returning to the Holy Way of the Heavens, please forgive me, Uncle Changqing."
Looking at Murong Changqing, Ye Wuque's bright eyes surged with apology.
"What are you talking about! Do you and I need to say this? Over the years, the Murong family has been taken care of by you. If it weren't for you, how could the Murong family have its current glory?"
"Wu Que, you are a blessing to the Murong family!"
Murong Changqing spoke excitedly. He was already full of gratitude and pride for Ye Wuque.
Because of Ye Wuque's existence, the Murong family soared to the sky and received the care of the Lord of the East. The foundation and strength of the entire family advanced by leaps and bounds, and it was reborn. Now it has become the first family in the East!
As the head of the Murong family, under the care of Gu Qingchen, Murong Changqing himself has passed the soul thunder tribulation and become a cultivator in the soul realm!
And Murong Hai of the Murong family is now a disciple of the Holy Way of the Heavens. He is now famous in the Holy Way and has already entered the top 50 of the list of people to watch. It can be said that he is a rising star in the Holy Way of the Heavens!
These two points alone are enough to ensure the glory of the Murong family for hundreds of years!
But the reason for this is that it all depends on Ye Wuque's credit. This is a truth that every member of the Murong family deeply understands.
"Uncle Changqing, there is no need to do this. All this is what Wuque should do. After all, the Murong family is also where I grew up since I was a child. For me, it is also a home."
Ye Wuque smiled lightly and said. At his current height, the unfair treatment of the Murong family in his childhood has long been forgotten. He has no resentment towards the Murong family, but he is not grateful.
But for Murong Changqing, he is grateful and has never faded.
Since Murong Changqing is the head of the Murong family, his greatest wish is to carry forward the Murong family, so Ye Wuque will fulfill Murong Changqing.
The elders of the Murong family looked at the black-robed boy standing in the hall, and their eyes showed a trance, and their hearts were full of sighs and complexities.
Who would have thought that the boy who used to bear the name of "Waste Wuque" in the Murong family has now reached a point where they are not even qualified to look up to him!
Murong Binglan is the only one still sitting in the entire hall. Her proud and exquisite body is trembling slightly. Her hands are tightly pinching her thighs. Her originally rosy face has become a little pale at this moment. Her red lips are tightly bitten, and she stares at Ye Wuque in the distance!
At this moment, Murong Binglan's heart is full of indescribable emotions, regret, unwillingness, resentment, shame, entanglement, etc. are all intertwined together. The face of the boy in the distance with a faint smile seems to have become eternal in her mind!
No matter how Murong Binglan tried to expel it or suppress it, it would come out like crazy and churn in her heart!
"Why... why torture me like this! Why..."
Murong Binglan was talking to herself in her heart. Every time Ye Wuque appeared, it was as if two invisible big hands swung into her face and hit her heart hard, tearing her heart, which had finally calmed down, apart again!
In a trance, the name Ye Wuque had already become Murong Binglan's lingering demon in her life... until death!
A voice full of sorrow sounded in her heart, but Murong Binglan knew that she could only hold it back no matter what. She didn't even dare to think about everything about Ye Wuque, because once she thought about it, the regret in her heart would explode like the Yangtze River, and she couldn't suppress it!
Murong Binglan could only look at Ye Wuque from a distance, and her red lips were bitten to bleed!
But at this moment, everyone in the hall focused their attention on Ye Wuque. No one noticed the demeanor and behavior of Miss Murong, and no one cared at all.
"Uncle Changqing, I came here to see you and to say goodbye to you."
When Ye Wuque said this, the atmosphere in the whole hall suddenly became silent!
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"Farewell? Wuque, you are leaving?"
Murong Changqing was stunned. After seeing Ye Wuque nod slowly, the reluctance in Murong Changqing's eyes was beyond words, but Murong Changqing took a deep breath and smiled again on his face. He said generously: "Go, Wuque, this world is too small for you. Your world should be infinitely large and your future should be infinitely wonderful!"
"Wuque, if you are tired one day in the future, come to Murong's house at any time. There will always be your home!"
Murong Changqing's tone was sincere and full of blessings, but tears were aroused in his tiger eyes.
After that, Murong Changqing still couldn't control his emotions. He stepped forward and hugged Ye Wuque tightly!
Everyone in the hall showed a trace of sadness and reluctance in their eyes, because they already knew that the peerless genius of the Northern Sky Region, the Holy Son of the Holy Way of the Heavens, was about to leave.
"Uncle Changqing, please take care, everyone... please take care too!"
Ye Wuque looked around and landed on the faces of Ximen Zun, Zhuo Bufan, Mo Honglian, Qiu Haiyue, Nalan Yan and others. He smiled and nodded slowly.
"Junior Brother Ye! Take care on your journey!"
"Wuque! Remember to come back!"
"Brother Wuque! Miss Xiao Baiou!"
...
Voices full of care and blessings rang out one after another, but they were all reluctant to leave, and some people even had a trace of tears in their eyes.
Facing the scene of parting, although Ye Wuque was also bitter in his heart, he still smiled indifferently, turned up his sleeves, turned around and walked out.
In an instant, everyone in the hall couldn't help but follow Ye Wuque's figure and chase his footsteps.
Soon a large group of people rushed out of the guest house, and Murong Binglan was among them.
After everyone walked out of the house, they only saw Ye Wuque slowly stepping up to the sky step by step!
Murong Changqing clenched his right hand tightly, tears shining in his eyes, and inside it lay a storage ring, which was just given to him by Ye Wuque quietly.
"Look! There's another person! That's... Feng Caichen!"
"Yes! Master Feng and Wuque are going on the road together!"
...
Everyone immediately saw a figure in a white robe fluttering in the sky, carrying a long sword on his back, standing with his hands behind his back, handsome and tall, like a peerless sword god descending from the sky!
Through the Near and Far Talisman, Feng Caichen had obviously rushed from the Sword Tomb to join Ye Wuque.
When Ye Wuque completely walked into the void and stood side by side with Feng Caichen, he waved his right hand, and suddenly a stream of light shone, the eagle's cry shook the sky, and the silver eagle from the sky appeared!
Roar!
At the same time, a roar that shook the earth sounded, and suddenly a golden figure a hundred feet in size rushed out from the depths of the Holy Road of the Heavens and landed on the silver eagle from the sky. It was Xiao Shitou.
Ye Wuque and Feng Caichen sat cross-legged on the shoulders of Xiao Shitou, one on the left and one on the right. They took a last look at the Holy Way of the Heavens. A hint of reluctance surged in Ye Wuque's bright eyes, but it was soon replaced by a hint of determination.
Cry!
The silver eagle from the sky cried, and the fixed-domain warship shone with amazing fluctuations, with its wings spread wide, soaring into the sky!
"Goodbye, Holy Way of the Heavens... Goodbye, Northern Sky Region..."
A whisper echoed in the void, and the silver eagle from the sky carried Ye Wuque and Feng Caichen to the top of the sky, but after a few breaths, it completely disappeared...