The next morning, after Ye Xunhuan came down from upstairs, he saw Wang Ma coming out of the kitchen with breakfast. Biqu Ge Δ.

Last night, Wang Ma was in a coma for half the night, but after waking up, Wang Ma didn't ask too much after seeing Ye Xunhuan and Qiu Ruoxi intact.

For Wang Ma, there are many things that don't need to be understood too much, as long as Ye Xunhuan and Qiu Ruoxi don't have anything, it's better than anything.

Besides, Wang Ma is not stupid, and Wang Ma can guess some of the first two things.

After seeing Ye Xunhuan coming down from upstairs, Wang Ma greeted Ye Xunhuan enthusiastically as usual: "Uncle, come over for breakfast!"

At this moment, Wang Ma seemed to have completely forgotten what happened last night.

Seeing that Wang Ma didn't have any abnormalities, and didn't ask anything about last night, Ye Xunhuan naturally couldn't take the initiative to say it, after all, it was too bloody.

After Ye Xunhuan answered, he walked directly towards the restaurant.

Ye Xunhuan had just sat down, and Qiu Ruoxi walked downstairs.

The three of them sat at the dining table and ate with their heads bowed, although the atmosphere was not very dull, but it was not as harmonious as before.

Even Ye Xunhuan, who has always been talkative, spoke a lot less at this moment.

Qiu Ruoxi naturally didn't need to say anything, she didn't talk much.

Ye Xunhuan and Qiu Ruoxi were eating breakfast safely in Jiangzhong City, but among the Yan family in the capital, they were shrouded in a dull atmosphere, not to mention, the entire Yan family was even filled with a gloomy killing intent, as if a sleeping beast was slowly waking up from its slumber.

In the living room of the Yan family, the headless corpse of Emperor Yan Qing was quietly placed in the center.

And next to Emperor Yan Qing's corpse, there were two men standing.

One of them looked like he was in his forties, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, and his clear outline was somewhat similar to Emperor Yan Qing.

At this moment, this middle-aged man's eyes were red, his fists were clenched, and his body was full of fierce killing intent, and he was looking down at the headless corpse of Emperor Yan Qing on the ground!

And next to this middle-aged man stood an old man, the passage of time made the old man's face look a little wrinkled, and there were a lot of age spots on his face, and his black hair had already turned into silver threads!

Although the passage of time makes the old man's face absent, but those eyes do not appear cloudy because of the passage of time, on the contrary, his eyes are full of fierce color, and at the same time he looks very wise!

He is the master of the Yan family - Yan Zhengrong!

And the middle-aged man next to him was Yan Jinglin, the father of Emperor Yan Qing!

Yan Jinglin looked at his son's corpse on the ground, his eye sockets were faintly sunken, and his eyes were red and scary, like a bloodthirsty beast.

A monstrous killing intent that could not be concealed, centered on Yan Jinglin's body, permeated the living room, making the atmosphere of the entire living room extremely depressing, and the temperature seemed to drop.

I don't know how long it took, Yan Jinglin slowly squatted next to Emperor Yan Qing's body, stretched out his hand tremblingly, and grabbed Emperor Yan Qing's hand!

"Qingdi, why are you so stupid, why are you so stupid, why do you want to do something to him, didn't I often tell you before, failure is not terrible......"

As he spoke, two lines of tears slowly slipped out of Yan Jinglin's eyes.

Originally, Yan Jinglin had just gotten up this morning, and he was called to Yan's house by his father Yan Zhengrong.

Originally, Yan Jinglin thought that Yan Zhengrong was looking for him something, but who would have thought that it was his son Yan Qingdi who died.

was killed by Ye Xunhuan, the grandson of Qin Shaotian's old horseman.

This made Yan Jinglin's whole person feel like he had been hit hard, his face was pale, and his breathing became extremely short.

He knew about what happened in Jiangzhong City, and he also guessed that the matter of the Huangtu Group should be from his son's handiwork.

However, Yan Jinglin didn't care about anything.

It is impossible for him to participate in the fights of the younger generations, and in his opinion, his son is relaxed and will never come nonsense.

At the same time, he is a descendant of the Yan family, even if he does something excessive, his life will not be in danger.

But who knows, not only is it particularly life-threatening, but even the head is gone.

This made Yan Jinglin's heart full of hatred, and at the same time, it was also full of fierce killing intent, and he wanted to avenge his son.

Looking at Yan Jinglin's sad appearance, Yan Zhengrong sighed bitterly with a bitter face: "Jinglin ......"

"Dad, I want revenge, I want to kill that bastard, I want him to be buried with the Qing Emperor!" Yan Jinglin raised his head and looked at Yan Zhengrong.

The red eyes make people palpitate.

Looking at Yan Jinglin, whose face was full of hideousness and murderous intent, Yan Zhengrong sighed again: "Jinglin, this revenge is not easy to revenge......

"Dad......"

"Do you know who Qiu Ruoxi is?" Yan Zhengrong said helplessly: "He is a member of the Xiahou family, and the old Xiahou thing has not appeared for nearly half a century, but no one dares to underestimate him!"

"If you move his only grandson and kill his grandson-in-law, this old puppet will definitely jump out!"

As he spoke, Yan Zhengrong's face slowly showed a tiredness.

If this were someone else's, then anything would be easy to say.

But this is Ye Xunhuan, he is not only the grandson of the Qin family, but also the grandson-in-law of Xiahou's old horseman.

If this moves Ye Xunhuan, it will be equivalent to a war with the Xiahou family and the Qin family!

What's more, this time they didn't take advantage of it, it was his grandson Yan Zhengrong, Emperor Yan Qing, who wanted to kill first.

"Dad, is it true that the Qing Emperor's hatred is just that?" Yan Jinglin roared with an unwilling face.

Although he is a member of the Yan family and the son of Yan Zhengrong, everything in the Yan family is decided by Yan Zhengrong.

Looking at his son with a hideous face, and the corpse of the headless grandson on the ground, he Yan Zhengrong also wanted to take revenge, but he had to weigh the weight and pros and cons of this, otherwise, it would be a matter of moving the whole body.

"Jinglin, someone called me last night, do you know what he told me?"

"What?"

"He's still a marshal!" Yan Zhengrong slowly closed his eyes: "He is one of the top ten overlords of the entire underground world, and moving him means that he will start a complete war with a powerful force in the underground world!"

"Our Yan family can't afford it!" Yan Zhengrong paused slightly, and then continued: "Even if we kill him, our Yan family will suffer heavy losses, and even face the situation of being swallowed by others......"

"Dad, do you want to tell me that my son's hatred is just settled, do you want me to swallow this breath?" Yan Jinglin was like a hungry wolf, staring at Yan Zhengrong and said: "Dad, Emperor Qing is your grandson, can you just watch him die in vain?"

"Of course not. Yan Zhengrong shook his head gently, and a fierce color slowly shot out of his eyes: "But this hatred has to be considered in the long run!"

"So how?"

(End of chapter)