"No, the awkward matter must be resolved as soon as possible, and I will take her to the psychiatrist in the afternoon. Luo Qingyin muttered in his mouth, and he was puzzled by Shen Xixi's bold style in his heart.

Shen Xixi's previous personality was not like this, although he was occasionally a little skinny, he couldn't do such a bold thing.

I guess once or twice is nothing, but if there are too many times, then there is no guarantee that there will be no problems like this time.

After Chu Lingyun finished washing, Luo Qingyin took him to the back garden to practice Baguazhang well.

Although her talent is much worse than Shinohara Chiyuki and Shinohara's Chieka, it can be regarded as okay.

After only a few days of cultivation, coupled with the constant actual combat with the two sisters Shinohara Chiyuki and Shinohara Chifan, her progress is also very obvious.

At the other end, in the old mansion of the Dongfang family, Dongfang Wenyuan sat at the top of the house.

On his left and right sides sat three old men, and behind him stood three young men with extraordinary temperament and sword eyebrows.

In addition, there were quite a few people sitting in the whole hall, some old and some young, about twenty or so.

They ranged in age from seventy or eighty to their twenties, but each of them exuded the aura of a warrior.

The cultivation is high in the extreme realm, and the lowest is also in the dark energy period.

These people are all descendants of the Oriental Family, and they also represent the absolute strength of the Oriental Family.

And today, the purpose of bringing these people to the mansion and gathering together is very simple, to fight for the seat of the next heir to the head of the family.

"Boss, we also feel very sorry for Haoran's death, I didn't expect to leave like this at a young age, I really shouldn't have it!"

At this time, a pot-bellied old man shook his head and said.

It's just that anyone with a discerning eye can see it, but there is no sense of distress in his eyes at all, but it can make people feel a joy that is difficult to hide.

Dongfang Haoran is dead, and the heir of the next generation of family heads will definitely fall on the grandson's generation.

In other words, all the grandchildren present have the opportunity to obtain the status of heir, including his grandchildren.

As his words fell, another thin old man with age spots couldn't help but stand up and said: "The fifth child is right, it's really a pity that Haoran left, if he is given some more years, he will definitely be able to enter the extreme realm, and if he dies at this time, he is really jealous." ”

As soon as these words came out, another old man with snow-white hair and a burly figure still looked at Dongfang Wenyuan, stared at Dongfang Wenyuan tightly, shook his head and sighed: "It's a pity, but it's a pity, but since the person is dead, is it time to elect a new successor?" Boss, what do you think?"

Speaking of these three people and Dongfang Wenyuan, they are all brothers of the same mother.

The pot-bellied old man is named Dongfang Wenjia, ranking fifth, and is in charge of about one-fifth of the family's property and power.

The name of senile spots is Dongfang Wenyu, ranking third, and he also controls one-fifth of the property and power of the entire Dongfang family.

As for the last burly old man, he is called Dongfang Wenbing, the second in line.

The old mansion of the Oriental family resembles an ancient imperial palace, and only the head of the family and the heirs of the head of the family can live here.

According to the rules, the other collateral families need to go to other places to settle down, and only when the family encounters a major event can they return.

Therefore, as soon as they heard the news of Dongfang Haoran's death, they rushed back in a hurry.

However, it was also because the matter was too anxious, coupled with the Dongfang family's deliberate blockade of the news, even they only knew about Dongfang Haoran's death, and did not know the real cause of his death.

In fact, they didn't care how Dongfang Haoran died.

The only thing they care about now is who will go to this suddenly vacated position of the heir of the family.

Because in this case, the grandson of any family actually has the opportunity to compete for this throne, and absolutely no one wants to give up, everyone is eager to try.

After listening to the words of the three of them, a cold smile appeared on the corner of Dongfang Wenyuan's mouth.

And Dongfang Qiming, who was standing beside him, was so angry that he couldn't do it.

His only son is still cold, and these relatives in the same clan are eyeing the position of the heir, completely ignoring the flesh and blood affection, which is indeed chilling.

In ordinary times, he always abides by the etiquette of his juniors for these people, and does not dare to have the slightest trespass.

But now, he finally couldn't help it. Dongfang Qiming stood up directly, his angry gaze swept over the three old men in front of him one by one, and said in a deep voice:

"Second uncle, third uncle, fifth uncle, is it too much for you to do this, Haoran's bones are not cold, not only do you just ask the murderer, but only think about your own interests, are there elders like you?"

As soon as his words fell, Dongfang Wenyuan, who was sitting on the chairman, suddenly snorted coldly and scolded him harshly: "Qiming, how do you speak, these are your elders, they are all your own uncles, be respectful when you speak." ”

Dongfang Qiming was slightly stunned, gritted his teeth fiercely and said, "Dad, look at them, where do they look like elders." ”

"Shut up, is it your turn to speak here?" Dongfang Wenyuan directly interrupted his words, and his burning gaze swept around the faces of the three old men unhurriedly.

"Second, third, fifth, have you all finished? Is there anything else to add, if there is, then say it all at once. ”

The three of them felt that Dongfang Wenyuan had something to say, but in this case, no one was willing to back down in the slightest.

This opportunity is really unwanted, and once it is missed, it will be regretted.

So, the three people with ghosts in their hearts couldn't help but look at me, I looked at you, and they all hoped that the other party could jump out first and test Dongfang Wenyuan's bottom line first.

Finally, it was the Dongfang Wenbing who took the lead in losing his breath, stood up, and said loudly:

"Boss, we don't have anything to add, we just hope that today, you can fairly and justly choose an heir to the family among the grandchildren of our old fellows. ”

Speaking of which, all the young people in the house, from thirty years old to about twenty years old, subconsciously puffed up their chests, like proud peacocks, and showed their determination as much as possible.

"Hehe!" Dongfang Wenyuan smiled lightly, his deep gaze swept over their faces one by one, and said unhurriedly: "Do you think they are suitable to be the heirs of the family?"

"Of course. The three brothers replied in unison.

Dongfang Wenyuan shook his head lightly and smiled faintly: "It's a pity, I don't think they are all qualified." ”

As soon as these words came out, the faces of the young people in the room changed suddenly, and then they shouted one by one with righteous indignation.