EBE Chapter 585 The Elder Doesn't Want to Take Care of the Child 27
Chapter 585 The Elder Doesn't Want to Take Care of the Child 27
Today, Zhao Zhao had only looked away for a moment when he turned back to find Yue and Ye locked in a fierce battle.
At that moment, Ye was like a ferocious beast completely engulfed in a frenzied battle. He raised his powerful fist high and slammed it down on Yue's chest with overwhelming force.
This sudden turn of events left Zhao Zhao no time to think; she reacted almost instinctively, catching Yue as she fell.
He looked up in surprise and saw Ye give him a cold glance before turning around and running away without looking back, disappearing from everyone's sight in the blink of an eye.
It wasn't until now that we found him.
Ye's temper flares up quickly but fades just as fast. Although she may harbor some resentment, she forgets everything when she's happy.
He nuzzled Zhao Zhao's face affectionately, then the body in his arms struggled, and he was immediately pushed away.
Ye's eyes darkened. He should have been quieter and more obedient, and tried to hold her a little longer.
"Are you injured?"
Zhao Zhao asked again, and the young Phoenix Lord standing opposite him, exuding nobility, arrogantly crossed his arms and snorted, "Of course not, does that good-for-nothing Yue think he can defeat me?"
His pale face was hidden in the dim moonlight.
Ye was actually attacked by Yue's mental power, but the internal injuries he suffered were not visible on the surface.
Faced with Zhao Zhao's question, he, who cared about his image, still put on a brave face. He was not just Yue who pretended to be weak. He was the king who could beat that hypocritical Yue to a pulp!
"Is that so?" Zhao Zhao chuckled. After all, he had raised this cub for so long, and he was very familiar with Ye's temperament and Yue's strength.
Ye pricked up his ears, his eyes fixed excitedly on the face that was particularly hazy in the night.
Over the years, it wasn't just him; Zhao Zhao hadn't laughed in a long time either.
Especially for him.
"You...you..." The usually arrogant and domineering Phoenix Lord Ye stammered, "What are you laughing at?" His ears turned red.
Zhao Zhao's expression relaxed, and she said gently, "It's nothing, it's just time to go back, Lord Ye Feng." The tone of her last sentence carried a hint of coaxing.
"Okay." Her gloomy mood vanished, and Ye stepped forward to take the lantern Zhao Zhao was carrying.
The two of them hadn't walked together so quietly in a long time, so much so that Ye's heart was pounding with excitement.
In the quiet air, Ye was afraid that his loud heartbeat would let Zhao Zhao know his emotions.
He took the initiative and said, "I have a question I'd like to ask you."
This was a rare occurrence, and Zhao Zhao said happily, "Please speak."
"I have some doubts about the phoenix rebirth." This was not just an excuse, but also a problem that had troubled Ye for many years.
"Nirvana is a sacred and great event, but why do our clan's historical records state that among so many phoenixes, only my mother and Xiyan have experienced nirvana?"
Zhao Zhao said, "Do you know the conditions for successful Nirvana?"
"Put yourself in a desperate situation and then you can survive."
Zhao Zhao nodded: "There are countless examples of unsuccessful Nirvana. Not everyone has the courage to try Nirvana, nor does everyone have the perseverance to undergo Nirvana and survive by putting themselves in a do-or-die situation." Even Zhao Zhao herself may not be able to successfully undergo Nirvana.
Ye, who was beside her, seemed very excited. Zhao Zhao took a few steps closer to him and asked, "Why are you shaking?"
"I've heard that after Nirvana, one's strength and lifespan will both increase." Currently, the Phoenix Clan is peaceful and tranquil, and the only reason he wants to become stronger is because of Yue.
He wanted to surpass Yue and defeat her.
Zhao Zhao easily saw through his thoughts, and his tone turned serious: "Phoenix Lord, you are not a child anymore. There are some things that cannot be dealt with by childish tantrums."
If Nirvana fails, then death is the only outcome.
Ye was not convinced. He opened his mouth as if to say that Zhao Zhao had too many concerns, but considering the improved relationship between the two, he kept quiet.
This was the first time he had ever thought so much about someone, yet the atmosphere between the two of them always seemed to freeze so easily.
"Humph!"
He hummed for no reason, but Zhao Zhao remained silent.
Suddenly, a light appeared not far ahead.
Ye saw it, immediately sensed the familiar aura, and his hair almost stood on end.
"Zhao Zhao!"
A gentle, soothing voice rang out, and a young boy came running up carrying a lantern. He wore a magnificent gold and white brocade robe, the hem of which fluttered in the wind. His long, smooth hair was carefully braided into an exquisite plait, which fell obediently over one shoulder, swaying gently with his steps.
The small lantern emitted a soft and warm light, illuminating the boy's gentle, fair, and handsome face perfectly.
Beneath his high, straight nose, his lips curved slightly upward, carrying a faint smile. His clear, gentle gaze was focused intently on Zhao Zhao in front of him, as if he were the only person there.