Martial Emperor/C162 Uncle?
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C162 Uncle?

"Well, you are all wrong about this, but I will not punish you today. However, you need to shake hands and make peace. " Wan Ruoqing said and started to shake hands with Wan Zhiyong and Myriad Ground Spirit. Just like that, the two of them shook hands.

Of course, when they shook hands and made peace, Myriad Ground Spirit took the opportunity to fiercely squeeze Wan Zhiyong's hands.

Wan Zhiyong, who had regained his senses, did not want to be outdone and counterattacked.

However, this battle did not last long before the curtains were drawn because Wan Ruoqing let go.

"Alright, you guys wait and see if there is anything you want. I will buy it for you guys later. However, each person is only allowed one item. " As if to let the three little fellows regain their spirits, Wan Ruoqing lightly smiled and softly said.

Wan Zhiyong, Myriad Earth Spirit, and Wan Lingzhu, the three little fellows heard this and their ears stood up like rabbits. Their eyes shone and looked straight towards the tall platform below.

Unfortunately, there was no one on the high platform at the moment.

On the huge crystal screen of the tall platform, there were four big words: Intermedial rest.

All of a sudden, the expressions of the three little fellows all darkened.

However, not long after, Wan Diling seemed to have thought of something fun as he whispered in Wan Lingzhu's ear.

After Wan Lingzhu heard Myriad Earth Spirit's words, she covered her mouth and laughed softly.

Wan Zhiyong, who was not far away, saw the intimacy between Myriad Earth Spirit and Wan Lingzhu and could not help but feel his heart tighten. He felt that if he continued to stay here, he was afraid that something would happen.

Hence, after Wan Zhiyong spoke to Wan Ruoqing, he left the VIP room.

After exiting the VIP room, Wan Zhiyong walked aimlessly and soon arrived at the main hall.

Just as Wan Zhiyong was passing through. . . At a corner, because he was absent-minded, he bumped into a young man running from the corner.

This young man looked to be only five or six years older than Wan Zhiyong. His face was kind and kind. He was wearing clean clothes. Although he was not handsome or handsome, he could make people have a good impression of him at first glance.

This person was Ye Heng, who had just left the main seat.

As for Ye Heng's appearance here, it would have to start from the time it took for half an incense stick to burn.

Until the time it takes for half an incense stick to burn, Ye Heng had been sitting in the seat of honor, quietly watching the progress of the auction with Faang Yang and Faang Pi.

However, just half an incense stick of time ago, after the eighth auction item ended, the auction entered a short period of rest.

Because of this, everyone in the common seats wanted to get up and look around.

At that time, in a seat not far from Ye Heng, a man in a black robe stood up and walked towards the entrance of the hall.

When the black-robed man walked past Ye Heng, Ye Heng caught a glimpse of his face from the corner of his eye.

Although it was only a glance and only a side profile, Ye Heng still found that the black-robed man was very similar to his uncle, Ye Wuming.

Instinctively, Ye Heng chased after him.

However, the black-robed man seemed to be looking for someone and was walking extremely fast.

In just a few breaths, Ye Heng had pulled a large distance away from him.

Finally, when Ye Heng was about to catch up with the black-robed man,

He saw the black-robed man walk around a corner. When Ye Heng caught up to the corner, he saw Wan Zhiyong walking towards him.

Just like that, Ye Heng and Wan Zhiyong bumped into each other.

Of course, with Ye Heng's physical strength, he was able to stabilize his body with a slight tremble.

However, Wan Zhiyong was very depressed.

He felt as if he had hit an iron wall. His body was burning with pain.

Luckily, Ye Heng reacted quickly and pulled Wan Zhiyong back. Otherwise, he would have sat down on the ground like this.

"I'm sorry, are you hurt?" Ye Heng asked with concern after he grabbed Wan Zhiyong's arm.

Ye Heng did not know why, but after a corner, the man in the black robe disappeared. But now wasn't the time to think about these things.

"Uncle, I'm fine. Quickly let go. " Wan Zhiyong struggled in Ye Heng's hand and shouted.

Huh? Uncle?

When Ye Heng heard Wan Zhiyong calling him uncle, the muscles at the corner of his mouth twitched.

If he hadn't kept telling himself in his heart that this was just a child in front of him, he wouldn't have minded it. Otherwise, he would have given Wan Zhiyong's butt a long time ago. Two hits.

Suppressing the excitement in his heart, Ye Heng let go of Wan Zhiyong's hand.

Wan Zhiyong, who had been freed, was like a rabbit. After jumping three times to pull away from Ye Heng by more than 20 meters, he finally felt at ease.

There was no other reason. Ye Heng's physical strength was just too strong. Even if he didn't use any force, the claw just now had left a red mark on Wan Zhiyong's arm.

Wan Zhiyong could be seen rubbing the red mark on his arm and standing about twenty feet away. He glared at Ye Heng indignantly.

If it wasn't for the fact that he wasn't strong enough, Wan Zhiyong would have already rushed up to Ye Heng and fought him to the death.

"Oh, since there's nothing else, I'll leave now. " Ye Heng said faintly, then walked past Wan Zhiyong.

After taking two steps, Ye Heng seemed to have thought of something. He asked Wan Zhiyong, "Oh, right. Did you see a man in a long black robe enter from here?"

Although he had vaguely guessed the outcome, Ye Heng could not help but ask.

As for Wan Zhiyong, before he answered Ye Heng's question, he retreated another 3 meters and pulled away from Ye Heng by another 6 meters. Then he slowly replied, "Uncle, I have no obligation to tell you. "

Wan Zhiyong did not tell Ye Heng the answer to his question, as if he wanted to take revenge on Ye Heng's grab.

Hearing this, Ye Heng could not help but raise his eyebrows. A light flashed in his eyes, and he subconsciously wanted to punch Wan Zhiyong.

Ye Heng felt that the kid in front of him was very similar to Wan Zhaojun, who called him husband and wife.

After thinking about it, Ye Heng still decided to peacefully solve the problem.

Ye Heng made a gentle smile and asked Wan Zhiyong, "How about that? Can you tell me?"

"Well. . . Since uncle asked me a question. . . I have to ask you a question. As long as you tell me the answer to this question, I will answer your question just now. Only then will it be considered fair. " Wan Zhiyong said in an orderly and reasonable manner.

After hearing Wan Zhiyong's words, Ye Heng couldn't help but be shocked. After all, children at Wan Zhiyong's age didn't have such mature thinking logic.

"Alright, you can ask. As long as it is within the range of my answer, I will tell you everything I know. " Ye Heng nodded his head and said in a deep voice.

Ye Heng knew that even if the black-robed man really passed by here, he wouldn't be able to catch up with him.

Furthermore, Ye Heng had a slight interest in the little boy standing in front of him, which was why he was looking forward to his question.

Wan Zhiyong, who was standing opposite of Ye Heng, sorted out his thoughts, then said to Ye Heng with a deep confusion, "Uncle, if the person you like likes someone else, what will you do?"

After hearing Wan Zhiyong's question, Ye Heng couldn't help but be stunned. In front of his eyes, several beautiful women with different appearances and temperaments flashed.

Finally, the scene was fixed on a girl with an otherworldly temperament, like a flawless snow lotus on a tall mountain.

That was the "her" appearance Ye Heng saw three years ago.

Now, he had no idea what "her" looked like.

Ye Heng could not help but sigh when he thought of this.

"Hey, uncle, I am asking you a question. What do you mean by sighing all the time? If you say that this is the answer, I'll give you ten sighs later as an answer. " Not far away, Wan Zhiyong shouted in dissatisfaction.

After hearing Wan Zhiyong's shout, Ye Heng chuckled. After tidying up his thoughts, he slowly told Wan Zhiyong his answer.

Wan Zhiyong in front of him was not like the other children. His mind had become mature, so he might not be able to give a perfunctory answer. Therefore, Ye Heng was ready to tell Wan Zhiyong his thoughts.

"If the person I like has fallen in love with someone else, then I will try my best to make her fall in love with me again. "

After hearing Ye Heng's answer, the conflicted expression on Wan Zhiyong's face could not help but fade a little, and finally showed a look of relief.

After a long time, Wan Zhiyong finished organizing his emotions, and said to Ye Heng with a smile, "Thank you uncle, and by the way, answer your question. I didn't see anyone passing by just now. "

After saying that, Wan Zhiyong seemed to have thought of something and quickly added, "Before bumping into you, uncle. "

Hearing this, Ye Heng could not help but sigh in his heart. It was indeed as he had thought.

At this moment, Wan Zhiyong, who had walked out from his dilemma, took three steps and two steps to stand in front of Ye Heng. He bowed deeply and said to Ye Heng seriously, "Thank you, uncle. "

After saying that, Wan Zhiyong quickly ran away from Ye Heng.

However, at this moment, Wan Zhiyong's face was filled with great joy.

The previous haze disappeared like a joke.

Looking at Wan Zhiyong's back as he left, a complicated emotion flashed across Ye Heng's eyes.

In fact, there was still one thing that he did not say in his heart.

If I can't make the person I like fall in love with me again, then I will. . .

Here, two voices sounded from the bottom of Ye Heng's heart at the same time, which was two different choices.

However, no matter which choice it was, Ye Heng didn't want to choose.

Because in his heart, he wouldn't expect that day to come.

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