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Chapter 7 Cold Ye Linger

Ye Xuan looked at the scene in front of him silently. His sister shouldn't be like this. What kind of experience has made Ye Ling'er look like?

"Ling'er, who are you quarreling with?" Ye's mother came late, with a look of worry in her eyes.

"Mom, don't worry about my business." Ye's mother's appearance did not allow Ye Ling'er to restrain her rebellious personality, but instead kept pushing her with the young and strong man.

"Old guy, you came out just in time. Your daughter owed me a gambling debt. If you don't pay it back today, you can accept my cheap son-in-law."

The young and strong man smiled gloomy and kept pushing Ye Ling'er, he even touched some sensitive parts. If Ye Ling'er hadn't been flexible, he would have really taken advantage of him.

How could a girl be the opponent of a strong man? Just as the strong man captured Ye Ling'er with both hands, a gloomy voice suddenly sounded.

"If you don't want to die, it's best to let go of your hand." At some point, Ye Xuan came behind the strong man, and a cold light flashed through his eyes.

"Well? Made, which bastard dares to interfere in my idiot business?" The young and strong man was stunned and suddenly turned around and looked at Ye Xuan. What caught his eye was a young man in ancient costume and gray hair.

"Xuan'er, hurry up and get in the house, your sister can solve this problem."

Ye’s mother didn’t see clearly when Ye Xuan appeared, but in her impression, her son was polite and had no power to tie a chicken. How could he be the opponent of the young and strong man in front of her?

As Ye's mother's voice fell, the young and strong man felt no at all, but Ye Ling'er, who was struggling in her hand, froze and her eyes looked at Ye Xuan unconsciously.

In the blink of an eye, a glance of ten thousand years.

When the brother and sister looked at each other, Ye Ling'er completely turned into dullness, as if she had lost her soul.

"Boy, are you talking to you? Didn't you hear me?" The young and strong man was angrily in his heart, letting go of Ye Ling'er and stroking towards Ye Xuan.

Unfortunately, before this person could approach Ye Xuan, what happened next shocked Ye’s mother.

Click!

Ye Xuan's jade-like palm suddenly pinched the young strong man's neck, and slowly lifted it into the air. The five crystal-like jade fingers were locked, which made the person's throat sound even more crisp.

“Ah…no…no….”

His face turned red and gradually became blue and purple. The young and strong man's eyes turned pale, and he kept struggling in a mess in the air, and his mouth even made a howl like a pig slaughter.

Difficulty in breathing, dizzy mind, and unconsciously stretching out the tongue. I am afraid that it will not take long to use it, and the young and strong man must be strangled to death by Ye Xuan in his hands.

A murderous intent emerged from Ye Xuan's eyes, and his palm was exerting force, as if he was about to kill this person in the next moment.

At the critical moment, Ye's mother heard a scream.

"Xuan'er let go, he will die."

As Ye’s mother’s voice fell, Ye Xuan frowned slightly, and the palm of the imprisoned strong man suddenly loosened because he could not kill people in front of Ye’s mother, which would make her unable to accept it.

You can be punished by death, but you can't forgive your life.

Crack.

Ye Xuan suddenly grabbed the strong man's left palm, and a huge force suddenly applied to the other party's palm. The strong man's strong palm instantly seemed to soften a ball of mud, and the man's harsh screams of pain came.

"Ah, my hand, my hand..." The young and strong man rolled violently in the snow, and the pain in his palm made him sweat all over.

"I will pay you back the money my sister owes you, but you have to remember that if you are entangled with her, it will be more than just a waste of one hand." Ye Xuan said calmly, but it could be heard in the strong man's ears, but it made a huge chill in his heart.

He didn't dare to throw away any harsh words. The young and strong man barely stood up and ran straight to the distance. It was obvious that Ye Xuan gave him a great sense of horror.

As the young and strong man left, Ye's mother quickly walked to Ye Ling'er and said, "Ling'er, your brother is not dead, his illness has been cured. Now your brother is back, call me brother quickly."

At this time, Ye Ling'er kept staring at Ye Xuan until Ye's mother spoke, but she had no reaction at all. Ye Xuan looked at Ye Ling'er silently, feeling mixed in his heart.

"Ha! Brother?"

Ye Ling'er returned in a state of mind and sneered, saying, "I, Ye Ling'er, don't have a brother, what kind of brother he is? Is he worthy?"

Ye Ling'er turned around and walked towards home, never looking at Ye Xuan again, and Ye's mother looked lonely, as if she had grown a few years older at this moment.

Looking at Ye Ling'er's back, Ye Xuan's mind was as excited as a wave, and his thoughts were even more dazed at this moment. The memories of the brother and sister from the past kept flashing through his mind.

"Brother, I want to eat rice cakes. Can you buy it for me?"

With her head combed her ponytail, her pure eyes, and her weak voice, the young Ye Ling'er kept following Ye Xuan, and even held her brother's palm tightly and never let go.

The picture turned around and thoughts returned. Ye Xuan's eyes closed. Unexpectedly, he disappeared for four years, and his sister, who had once relied on him the most, no longer recognized him.

Ye Xuan suddenly opened his eyes, his voice was bitter, and he said, "Ling'er, do you really don't recognize me?"

At this time, Ye Ling'er's steps stopped and her figure seemed a little stiff. After a few breaths, she slowly turned around and looked at Ye Xuan.

"You are back alive, your illness is cured, but when you left without saying goodbye four years ago, do you know how we came through these four years?"

Like a mountain torrent, like waves sweeping, Ye Ling'er roared as if she was about to vent all the resentment over the years.

clang!

The iron gate was thrown away by Ye Ling'er, and the huge collision sound echoed in the night. Ye Xuan's fists slowly clenched, and his mind was extremely excited.

Back then, in order to cure his illness, all the things that could be sold at home were sold. A mother and two children were with him. Ye Xuan didn't have to think about it. He also knew how big the family had encountered these four years.

"Xuan'er, don't mind, your sister..."

"Mom, you need to say nothing, it's all my fault. It's not her fault, it's really not her." Ye Xuan spoke bitterly, helping Ye's mother walk towards the house, but he already made some decisions in his heart.

At home.

Ye’s mother was going to cook in person, but Ye Xuan asked Ye’s mother to rest in the house, and then went into the kitchen to pick up the apron and start cooking supper.

The house is barely covered with food, and the food is light.

Apart from a pot of white rice, there was not even a trace of meat on the dining table. When Ye Xuan saw the rice jar at the bottom, he knew how difficult the family was.

At the dinner table, Ye's mother went to call Ye Ling'er for dinner, but received no response. Obviously, Ye Ling'er did not want to see Ye Xuan, so Ye's mother had no choice but to give up.

"Xuan'er, you can take a bite first, and I'll make your favorite braised carp for you tomorrow." Ye's mother said, picking up the vegetables on the plate and putting them into Ye Xuan's bowl.

Ye Xuan was eating a bowl of lunch. The warmth that he had never experienced in four years was growing in his heart. He ate every bite seriously because he finally reunited with his family.

"Mom, where are you?"

After putting down the bowls and chopsticks, Ye Xuan remembered this. Since he entered the house, Ye Ling'er had already returned home, but he had not seen Ye Ping return for a long time.
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