Chapter 20: The White-Haired Demon Lord!
"Third Young Master, your wine. The housekeeper outside the door shouted respectfully.
"Come in. Ye Zhiqiu said without a trace of emotion.
As soon as the family outside the door entered, he saw Ye Zhiqiu with two lines of blood and tears, and exclaimed: "Young master, you ......"
"Put the wine on the table, it's none of your business, go down! Remember, keep your mouth shut. Ye Zhiqiu said indifferently.
"Yes, yes, little goodbye. Looking at Ye Zhiqiu, who had fluttering silver hair, his legs trembled, and he didn't dare to stay for a long time, so he hurriedly retreated.
"A cup of respect for the rising sun, a cup of respect for the past, and the last cup of respect for the distance. Ye Zhiqiu pretended to be calm. But his heart was not so calm.
"If I hadn't concealed the fact that you were a god, would you have changed your face again, and if you had learned that I had entered the Young Emperor, would you continue to be with each other, in a condescending tone? Love is still so fragile, reality is still so ruthless. β
Ye Zhiqiu saw it through, and drank alone in front of the wine glass.
"Boy, there's something wrong with this wine. Just when Ye Zhiqiu was drunk, Xiaoyu reminded.
"Even if it's poisonous, what's the matter, Lao Tzu is a god, an invincible god in the world. Ye Zhiqiu almost roared.
Looking at Ye Zhiqiu at this moment, Xiaoyu was in a complicated mood, "An Ouyang Butterfly Dance makes you so decadent, have you ever thought about the second brother who is selflessly dedicated to you? Have you ever thought about the grandfather who is in retreat? Have you ever thought about the naΓ―ve little Lori who used to be? Saying that you are a god is really an insult to the god body." Xiaoyu's face was full of sarcasm.
Ye Zhiqiu woke up like a big dream, and the hand holding the wine glass was shaking constantly.
"If you are really a man, stand up like a man, and you will be the best in the future, let her see who is the cloud and who is the mud!" Xiao Yu's words were like a thunderbolt in the sunny sky, resounding in Ye Zhiqiu's sea of knowledge.
He was silent, silent, dead silent.
"In an instant, you will be dependent on each other for ten years, and two lines of blood and tears will no longer be shed for you in this life. Ye Zhiqiu wiped the blood from the corners of his eyes, and his eyes rejuvenated.
"Xiaoyu, what's the problem with this wine?"
"Look at your Xuan Qi, it's gradually disappearing. β
Seeing this, Xiaoyu glanced at Ye Zhiqiu.
Ye Zhiqiu's heartstrings fluctuated, and he exclaimed:
"It's not good, this is the second-grade pill Qi Disperser Pill, colorless and tasteless, once the spirit is hit, if you don't notice it within an hour, the whole body's Xuan Qi will be lost and become a waste. β
Thinking of this, Ye Zhiqiu broke out in a cold sweat, and hurriedly activated the psychic magic technique to slow down the loss of Xuan Qi. "It's okay, it's been less than half an hour. Ye Zhiqiu breathed a sigh of relief.
As soon as Ye Zhiqiu recovered, he immediately called the family over.
"Say, who gave you this wine?" Ye Zhiqiu was furious, and his cold tone made the family very nervous.
"Young master, it's a housekeeper. Seeing this, the family knelt on the ground and did not know why.
"Say it clearly!" Ye Zhiqiu glanced at Jiading, this glance was like a stormy wave, impacting Jiading's heart.
"The wine cellar has always been in charge of the housekeeper, and he took this wine from the wine cellar for the little one. The housekeeper replied in fear, sweat drops the size of beans covering his forehead.
"It's none of your business, let's go down. Ye Zhiqiu's heart was cold.
He rushed out of the room and went straight to the butler's quarters.
"Third Young Master, what are you doing?" The housekeeper was shocked when he saw Ye Zhiqiu's silver hair, but he still pretended not to know.
Ye Zhiqiu didn't say a word, and grabbed the butler's throat and lifted the butler high.
"You think I won't dare kill you?"
Ye Zhiqiu snorted coldly. The current Ye Zhiqiu is as terrifying as the white-haired demon lord in the eyes of the official family.
"Remember to be a good person in the next life. Ye Zhiqiu didn't give the housekeeper any chance to speak, and his fingers moved slightly, cutting the butler's carotid artery.
The butler had a frightened expression on his face until he died, and he didn't react at all, so he died.
"Big brother, now I'm not the same person I used to be, I hope you don't mess with me again, it's the second time, I hope you respect yourself. β
Ye Zhiqiu knew that a little housekeeper didn't have the courage to harm himself, and it must be the eldest brother Ye Fengchun who was manipulating everything behind his back.
Looking at Ye Zhiqiu, who was now decisive, Xiao Yu looked relieved.
"This world is originally the law of the jungle, and you can make such a change, which shows that you have gradually adapted to this world. β
Ye Zhiqiu did not answer. At this time, Ye Zhiqiu may really be like a white-haired demon lord, stepping on the bloody road and winning the crown!