131: C131 The Story of the Black Cliff Tribe

C131 The Story of the Black Cliff Tribe

At this moment, Ye Mingyang also had a cold expression on his face. He felt a little annoyed when he saw Wang Xiong looking at him with interest.

Ye Mingyang coldly harrumphed at Wang Xiong and said, "What you are looking at now is really interesting." After saying that, Ye Mingyang pointed at White Night and said, "If you knew that I was just a little bit away from dying in the hands of this girl, I'm afraid you wouldn't be able to laugh." Ye Mingyang also looked at White Night with a cold expression. The scene from that day was still firmly imprinted in his mind. That day, he really almost died at the hands of White Night. Furthermore, this White Night had killed so many people in White Spirit Village.

At this moment, Patriarch Zhou also felt somewhat puzzled. When Ye Mingyang brought White Night here just now, he clearly said that this girl was the maidservant beside him. Furthermore, she was seriously ill. But now, Ye Mingyang said that White Night had sent someone to kill him. Furthermore, Patriarch Zhou saw that White Night hadn't gotten sick after staying in Black Cliff Tribe for so many days. It wasn't like what Ye Mingyang had said.

Although Patriarch Zhou had some doubts in his heart, he didn't say it out loud. Because the dispute between these three people had nothing to do with him. Ye Mingyang was the benefactor of Black Cliff Tribe. That was why Patriarch Zhou brought Ye Mingyang along to greet White Night. Although White Night was pretty, he didn't say it out loud. No one in Black Cliff Tribe would dare to have any thoughts about her. So, from another perspective... This Ye Mingyang was also White Night's protective talisman.

White Night fell silent after hearing Ye Mingyang's words. He didn't say anything anymore. Because what Ye Mingyang said was the truth. At that time, not only did he want to kill him, he also wanted to kill him. Not only that, he had also killed so many people from the White Spirit Village, as well as a young man who was only twelve years old. This White Night had never dreamt of it before, but now, he kept dreaming about that young man who was twelve years old. White Night remembered that the youth seemed to be called White Night. In her dreams, Bai Xing looked the same as when he died. His head was chopped off, but that Bai Xing didn't have a head. However, his body was still standing, and the head that had fallen off was in his hands. Bai Xing looked at White Night and smiled foolishly. Every time White Night dreamt of this dead Bai Xing, he would be instantly frightened. He did not understand why he had killed Bai Xing for so many years. There were countless boys younger than Bai Xing, but every time it was Bai Xing who appeared in his dream. This made White Night feel a little puzzled. Sometimes, he was also thinking about whether what he had done in the past was right or wrong. But White Night never thought of the result every time he thought about it. Everything was so normal to her. It was just like eating and sleeping. What was wrong with that?

Ye Mingyang did not say anything else at this moment. The words he had said earlier were meant for White Night to hear. He wanted her to think about how much fresh blood had stained her hands.

After a while, Ye Mingyang put down the chopsticks in his hands. He turned around and walked out of the hall. He did not have much appetite. Furthermore, after quarreling with White Night, he did not have the desire to eat.

Patriarch Zhou saw Ye Mingyang walk out and said to Wang Xiong and White Night, "It seems that Young Master Ye has already eaten his fill, and he wants to treat the two of you to a full meal. If you have any instructions, just tell this Third Brother directly. " After saying that, Patriarch Zhou glanced at Wu San.

At this moment, Wu San also nodded his head and smiled at the two of them.

At this moment, Patriarch Zhou also put down the bowls and chopsticks in his hands and said, "I am also full now. Please enjoy your meal." Patriarch Zhou walked out of the hall after saying that. He was still worried that Ye Mingyang was not full. Or perhaps his food did not suit his taste.

At this time, Ye Mingyang walked to the yard again. He stood next to the osmanthus flower and closed his eyes. He frowned as if he was thinking about something.

Patriarch Zhou only saw Ye Mingyang's back. He didn't know that Ye Mingyang seemed to be thinking about something. Patriarch Zhou walked to Ye Mingyang's side and said to him, "Young Master Ye is full. If he is not satisfied with the food. You just need to tell me and I will ask them to cook some more food."

Ye Mingyang felt that Patriarch Zhou was behind him. He immediately opened his eyes. He saw a trace of a smile on Ye Mingyang's face. He said to Patriarch Zhou, "Patriarch Zhou is too polite. I have already eaten my fill. Thank you for your concern, Patriarch Zhou. ” At this moment, Ye Mingyang just wanted to stay quietly for a while and think about some things alone. However, he didn't expect Patriarch Zhou to come and greet him again. This made Ye Mingyang feel a little warm in his heart.

Patriarch Zhou nodded his head at this moment and said to Ye Mingyang, "Since Young Master Ye has said so, then I am relieved. I am afraid that I will not treat Young Master Ye well. If Young Master Ye has any dissatisfaction, you must say it in time. " Patriarch Zhou's words carried a trace of concern, although it wasn't Ye Mingyang's first time coming to Black Cliff Tribe. Patriarch Zhou didn't dare to show any neglect when he heard that Ye Mingyang was the savior of the Black Cliff Tribe.

"Alright!" Ye Mingyang nodded slightly. Then, he shifted his gaze to the osmanthus tree. He stared blankly at the budding flower bud, as if he was thinking of something.

"Does Young Master Ye really like this osmanthus tree?" At this moment, Patriarch Zhou also noticed that Ye Mingyang had come to this courtyard to see this osmanthus tree since he had entered. This caused Patriarch Zhou to have a trace of doubt. This was because Ye Mingyang had no idea about the relationship between this osmanthus tree and the Black Cliff Tribe.

"Yes, I do like it." Ye Mingyang nodded slightly at Patriarch Zhou. He did indeed like this osmanthus tree. He could always feel a very comfortable atmosphere beside this tree, which made Ye Mingyang feel a little puzzled. This was just a osmanthus tree, how could it give him such a feeling? En.

Patriarch Zhou revealed a trace of a smile at this moment. He had never thought that Ye Mingyang would actually like this osmanthus tree as much as he had imagined. He said to Ye Mingyang, "Does Young Master Ye know about the relationship between this osmanthus tree and my Black Cliff Tribe? "Patriarch Zhou asked Ye Mingyang.

After Ye Mingyang heard what Patriarch Zhou said, he shook his head and said, "I don't know about that." He was a little puzzled why Patriarch Zhou would say these words to him. Could it be that there was some other meaning behind it?

"Does Young Master Ye want to know the story of this osmanthus tree and my Black Cliff Tribe?" After saying that, Patriarch Zhou pointed at the osmanthus tree in front of Ye Mingyang. It seemed like he was prepared to tell Ye Mingyang some things.

After Ye Mingyang heard what Patriarch Zhou said, he was also stunned. He never thought that Patriarch Zhou would actually want to tell him a story. Anyway, he had nothing to do now, so he just wanted to hear it. Otherwise, if Ye Mingyang rejected Patriarch Zhou's offer, Patriarch Zhou might feel a little sad.

Ye Mingyang nodded his head and said to Patriarch Zhou, "I'm all ears. I wonder what kind of story this Osmanthus Tree has with the Black Cliff Tribe."

At this moment, White Night and Wang Xiong walked out of the hall and heard what Patriarch Zhou and Ye Mingyang said. Although White Night didn't have any interest in it, Wang Xiong immediately became interested. When he just entered the hall, he also felt that the Osmanthus Tree was a little strange at this moment. He didn't expect to hear Patriarch Zhou say that there was a story behind this Osmanthus Tree. This made Wang Xiong feel very interesting.

Wang Xiong walked to Patriarch Zhou's side and stared at the osmanthus tree in front of him. The tender green sprouts on the osmanthus tree swayed in the wind as if they were dancing in the wind.

Patriarch Zhou's eyes were also looking at the osmanthus tree at this moment. He swallowed his saliva to moisten his throat. He said, "There was once a Flower Picking Stage expert in the Black Cliff Tribe, and he also had limitless glory. The osmanthus tree was planted by the ancestor of the Black Cliff Tribe. It has been around three hundred years. " Patriarch Zhou's face revealed a proud expression, as if he was the Flower Picking Stage warrior.

Wang Xiong looked at the Osmanthus Tree in front of him and was slightly surprised. He never thought that this Osmanthus Tree would have more than three hundred years of life.

After Patriarch Zhou finished his words, his face revealed a trace of sorrow. He continued, "That Flower Picking Stage warrior in our tribe liked the fragrance of this osmanthus tree since he was young. It was said that he was born when this osmanthus tree fell. Furthermore, his cultivation was also completed under this osmanthus tree. The Black Cliff Tribe was originally full of osmanthus trees, but one day, this Flower Picking Stage expert died in a fierce battle. Thus, the Black Cliff Tribe began to fall." Patriarch Zhou sighed once again when he said this. He continued, "After that Flower Picking Stage Expert fell, there was no more Flower Picking Stage expert in this Black Cliff Tribe. It can be said that talents have withered. Following the suppression of the surrounding strength, our territory has also slowly become smaller. "

Ye Mingyang nodded slightly when he heard this. The Black Cliff Tribe and the Ye family were somewhat similar. Ever since Gu Tang was conferred the title of Emperor in the Star Sculpting City, the Ye family had been suppressed by all kinds of families in the Star Sculpting City. Sure enough, everyone liked to add insult to injury. At this moment, Ye Mingyang felt a trace of sympathy towards the Black Cliff Tribe. He didn't know if it was because of his own experience that he thought this way. However, he didn't interrupt Patriarch Zhou's words.

At this moment, Patriarch Zhou's face was filled with endless worry as he said, "As the territory becomes smaller and smaller, the originally large number of osmanthus trees also slowly decrease. In the end, only this osmanthus tree was left when I went to Black Cliff Tribe. Young Master Ye also knew what happened after that. The Black Cliff Tribe was almost destroyed by Lin Qingshan twice, but luckily, Ye Mingyang intervened. Otherwise, the Black Cliff Tribe would have reached its end." Patriarch Zhou sighed at this moment. It was all thanks to Ye Mingyang's help that the Black Cliff Tribe was able to survive. Otherwise, it would have really been destroyed by Lin Qingshan.

Ye Mingyang shook his head after hearing this and said, "You don't have to thank me for this. It might be because the Black Cliff Tribe's fate has yet to come to an end. Otherwise, it would really be destroyed in Lin Qingshan's hands. Those two times, I came at the right time. If I'm a little late, I'm afraid that Black Cliff Tribe would have already been destroyed. " Ye Mingyang thought of those two times and felt a little emotional. He had come here during the most critical time of Black Cliff Tribe. He didn't know if it was the will of heaven or something.

At this time, Wang Xiong had also sorted out the relationship between Ye Mingyang and Black Cliff Tribe. It turned out that Ye Mingyang was the benefactor of Black Cliff Tribe. Furthermore, it was the second time. This had slightly surprised Wang Xiong. This Ye Mingyang was really the savior of the Black Cliff Tribe.1

Patriarch Zhou looked at the osmanthus tree once again and continued, "Some time ago, before Young Master Ye came to Black Cliff Tribe, I felt that this osmanthus tree was about to die. At that time, I was also wondering if my Black Cliff Tribe would end up like this osmanthus tree. " After saying that, Patriarch Zhou sighed again.

Ye Mingyang frowned after hearing what Patriarch Zhou said. He also recalled the time when he first came to the Black Cliff Tribe. This osmanthus tree was just like what Patriarch Zhou had said. It looked like it was going to die soon.

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