489 Friends from the Same Sect and Enemies in the Winter Fores (2/2)

After watching the fight for the whole night, Ye Su had witnessed powerful thunder, the dancing snow and the collision of all sorts of weapons, which made him change his opinions of Ning Que.

In the beginning, Ning Que was just a normal person in his eyes, then he seemed not bad, and then he seemed very good. In the end, when he managed to kill Xia Hou, Ye Su realized that he still didn't see him clearly. He couldn't even hide his admiration and appreciation to Ning Que.

Of course Ning Que was still no match for him, the successor of Zhishou Abbey. But he was so young and could already kill Xia Hou, which was impossible for most people. After a few years' learning in the Academy, no one would know how powerful he could be at that time.

Would he become another Mr. Ke?

The death of Xia Hou didn't change Ye Su's mood at all, and even though Ning Que could be another Mr. Ke, he would be another admirable opponent and it would only make him happy. The important thing was that he didn't think Ning Que would become another Mr. Ke.

He turned to Eldest Brother, ”Are you still unsure?”

Eldest Brother asked, ”The West-Hill Palace had already called that a rash judgment. Why do you still insist on saying that?”

”I have said that I believe the God of Light might make wrong decisions, but he would never make a rash judgment. At that time, maybe my teacher realized that the son of Lin Guangyuan couldn't be the Son of Yama, so he thought that the God of Light made a big mistake. And then the Divine Palace apologized to Tang. But what if the God of Light was right, the Son of Yama was in the General's Mansion, and if he is not the son of Lin Guangyuan, then who is he?”

Xia Hou looked at him and said expressionlessly, ”You know very well who he is.”

Eldest Brother said, ”If there is no proof, then it is not true.”

Ye Su said, ”Everyone apart from Ning Que was dead. This is proof.”

Eldest Brother did not say anything.

Ye Su's words were simple. It seemed like his words didn't even make sense, but you couldn't argue with him.

He could survive under any circumstances, even if there was no way that he could escape from death. If he was not the son of a God who was protected by Haotian, then he would be the main character in the story.

The black line had come to the world for fifteen years and the story had started and gone on for fifteen years. And the main character in the story was the Son of Yama.

Ye Su thought that Ning Que was the Son of Yama.

The city wall was quiet when sunshine appeared at the east.

After a long time, Eldest Brother said, ”Master once said that for any strange occurrences, if we are not sure of its authenticity, then we should be alarmed and frightened, but at the same time, just ignore it. This is the right way to deal with it.”

He looked at Ye Su and said, ”I am not sure whether Ning Que is the Son of Yama, I believe he is not. But I am sure that he is my Youngest Brother in the Academy.”

Ye Su thought about the words of the Master.

Then he looked at the Winter Forest at the Yanming Lake, and said, ”Even if the Taoism sect doubts it, they couldn't do anything without having real proof and the message from the god. I think that mute needs to hear these words more than I do. But since he cannot talk, I doubt whether he could still hear it.”

The mute was not really a mute, so he would not be deaf as well. When they were talking about whether he can hear it, they actually meant whether he would like to hear it and to believe the Academy.

Eldest Brother looked at the Winter Forest and thought about the World Wayfarer who was famous for his determination. His face looked a little worried when he remembered that that Buddhism World Wayfarer only came to Chang'an because of the Son of Yama. Since he had revealed his trace, then he would not be afraid of the Academy and would definitely harm Ning Que.

He didn't know how to deal with the mute monk, because he was not good at fighting, which was a truth that he had kept saying, but no one had believed.

Ye Su looked at the quiet forest and he couldn't help think that there was something wrong about it. During the previous fight, he had felt that there was someone else in the forest, because the mute monk didn't do anything during the whole fight.

But who could hide his trace from him and Mr. First?

At this time, there was a gust of heavy wind in the Winter Forest. And along with the wind, there was the sad sound of cicadas, which seemed a little joyful at the same time.

Listening to the sound, Ye Su's face turned pale.

He was not scared, he was serious. His expression showed his respect to his strongest enemy.

Then there was a clear roar.

Along with the roar, the wooden sword on his back also rushed out from the sheath.

His sword was like a ray of light. It ran out of the city wall and rushed to the Winder Forest in the dim light of the night.

Then Ye Su jumped down from the city wall and chased his sword. His long robe was dancing in the morning wind and he moved as fast and elegant as a snowflake. His speed was nearly as fast as that of the sword.