Chapter Seventy-Five: The Storm is Coming

Yanjing, an ancient building on the outskirts of the city.

No one knows how long this ancient building was built, the world only knows that this pavilion belongs to the Ye family, the Ye family of Yanjing.

Five steps on the first floor, ten steps on the first floor, the corridor waist mantle back, the eaves teeth are high pecked, each hugging the terrain, intrigue to describe this ancient building in the good.

Inside the hospital.

"Brother, why don't you just send someone to deal with him?" asked a man with a beautiful face, standing aside.

"Ling Yu, you don't know him, if I really push him into a hurry, he will break the net with us, not to mention that there is an enemy in Yanjing who has been hiding in the shadows and fighting against us. The man in the old chair said.

It turned out that the person who asked was Ye Lingyu, the second young master of the Ye family, who was known as a playboy in Yanjing, so I am afraid that the only person who could make him call his brother was Ye Lingfeng, the eldest young master of the Ye family.

This man has a hint of scholarly air all over his body, but his eyes reveal a world-leading color, his skin is also pale, and he looks like a sick wasted person. Don't dare to underestimate it!

His skin is a little jealous even for women.

This person is Ye Lingfeng, and all Yanjing's sons and brothers know that Ye Lingfeng of the Ye family has always been like this.

"Don't you know who that person is?"

"It's undoubtedly the eldest son. ”

"What?" the man's face changed drastically.

He never dreamed that the first person to come to the capital this time would be the eldest prince who had no doubts.

Yanjing has three sons, the eldest is the best in the world with his wisdom, the second is powerful, and the third is the most mysterious, no one knows why she can rank in the top three!

"Do you know now why I can't get too close?" Ye Lingfeng said earnestly.

"Then why don't we let someone else kill him?" Ye Lingyu's eyes flashed with a hint of fierceness.

"No, I can't. Ye Lingfeng said loudly, and the sick system on his body quietly dissipated with these words.

Ye Lingyu didn't expect his eldest brother to be so angry, but why?

"Reason. Ye Lingyu was not afraid of Ye Lingfeng's gaze at all, and the two looked at each other.

"Because he is Uncle Qiu's son, this is our brother's infighting, whoever dares to meddle and kill whoever I want. Ye Lingfeng said solemnly.

"Uncle Qiu, you still call him Uncle Qiu, but what did he do to his father?" Ye Lingyu couldn't stand his eldest brother like this.

Every time he talked about getting rid of Qiu Shaoze by the hands of others, the eldest brother Ye Lingfeng was like this, which made Ye Lingyu very angry.

"Ye Lingyu, you remember for me, Qiu Shaoze is also your brother, this is our brother's infighting, I can kill him, no matter what way I use, but others are definitely not good. ”

Ye Lingyu sank after hearing Ye Lingfeng's words, he didn't understand what his father and brother thought. Why are outsiders not allowed to meddle in this matter?

And every time they talk about killing Qiu Shaoze by someone else's hand, the two of them have the same attitude.

"I'm going to wait for him to go to Beijing to fight it. Ye Lingfeng looked into the distance and said.

"Okay, I'd like to see how you gave Yanjing away. After Ye Lingyu said this, he shook his hand and left, without even looking back.

Looking at Ye Lingyu's back as he left, Ye Lingfeng said in his heart: "Do you think I don't want to kill him by someone else's hand?" But do you know that in this world, only Xuanyuan Sword Master and I may have a chance to kill him. ”

Ye Lingfeng didn't think about telling Ye Lingyu about these, after all, the top ten sword masters of Huaxia were very important, and none of them could be leaked.

It is precisely because of the mysterious existence of the Ten Great Sword Masters in Huaxia that some unscrupulous people dare not act rashly! If they are not mysterious? How many minions of other countries will extend their claws into Huaxia?

"Feng'er, you should tell him. ”

At this time, a wheelchair slowly walked over. The wheelchair is not being controlled, but it is walking, which is quite weird. And the sound was made by the person in the wheelchair.

"Uncle, why are you here?" Ye Lingfeng hurriedly got up and pushed the wheelchair.

"Hehe, you forced those three boys to be anxious, if I don't come out to take control, do you think you can deal with the three of them?" said with a loving look at Ye Lingfeng.

"But your hurt ......," Ye Lingfeng wanted to say and stopped.

In the Ye family, Ye Feiyun's injury is a taboo, and few people dare to mention it.

"It's nothing, but it's also fortunate that Brother Jia's sword is merciful, otherwise I would have become a revenant under his sword. Ye Feiyun said with a frustrated face.

Anyone who spends their lives like this will not be happy, let alone Ye Feiyun, who is still the Ye family's generation.

Ye Feiyun hates now, hates Jia Hetu, why didn't he kill him with a sword, what's the use of leaving him half a life?

Thirty years ago, Ye Feiyun still has a new memory, as long as people who have seen that sword, I am afraid that it will be difficult to forget the power of that sword in this life, and it is that sword that created the title of Yijian Hetu.

"I'll help you get your uncle back. A fine light flashed in Ye Lingfeng's eyes.

Ye Lingfeng has liked this uncle of his very much since he was a child, and his kung fu is also passed on by Ye Feiyun himself. His respect for Ye Feiyun can be said to be no less than that of his biological father Ye Shuo.

"This is also what I am glad about, the Ye family has a you. Ye Feiyun said with a smile.

Indeed, this is indeed what Ye Feiyun is happy about, Ye Lingfeng can be said to be brought up by him, and everything is taught in person.

The current Ye Lingfeng is only stronger than Ye Feiyun back then, not weaker than him, if he is replaced by Ye Lingfeng at this time to resist Jia Hetu's sword, although it may not be able to resist, it will never be disabled.

Another place in Yanjing.

"Childe, what do we do?"

"Wait for him to enter Beijing. ”

"When is the third prince coming?"

"It's coming. ”

Inside the villa, a man asked.

The other man was holding a fishing rod and fishing, while drinking tea leisurely, with a smile on his face. This man is the one who sent Qiu Jingchen to Zhenjiang - Jia Hexuan.

But why is he so idle?

"Tsuruzawa, have you caught a fish?" a pleasant voice sounded.

It sounds comforting.

I saw that the person who came had silk-like black hair fluttering in the wind, slender phoenix eyebrows, a pair of eyes like stars and bright moon, exquisite nose, pink cheeks and slightly dizzy, dripping cherry-like red lips, flawless melon seed face delicate and affectionate, tender snow skin with strange color, light body, refined and elegant.

"Xi'er, are you here like this?" Jia Hetu asked in surprise.

"Come and see you, don't be welcome. ”

"Hehe, come and play with me. Jia Hexuan said with a smile.

After hearing what Jia Hexuan said, Yan Changxi casually walked to the side and sat down, looking at Jia Hetu quietly, and everyone could still see the love in Yan Changxi's eyes.

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