Chapter 196: A Man Kneels and Remains a Hero (4)

There is a saying that dragons give birth to dragons, phoenixes give birth to phoenixes, and the sons of mice will make holes, which not only explains the ability of species to decide, but also shows that the genetics of species are very important, which the world's top scientists have to admit, and even at Harvard University, there are funds to study this mature and semi-mature scientific research project. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

But--

Cloud Breaker Army.

This eldest son of Yun Zhange, the first heir to the throne who was highly anticipated by the Longmen and even the Nuo big Yun family, seems to have been born specifically to deny this law of genetic inheritance.

Cloud Breaker Army.

is Yun Zhange's biological son, of course, in this world, the fierce tiger man who dares to cuckold Yun Zhange is estimated to have not been born yet, or has already reported to the Hades Palace.

Yun Pojun's birth is not as simple as holding a golden key, his mother Linghu Jiamei, as the daughter of the gambling king Linghu Wei, has both talent and appearance, both ability and political integrity, and IQ can be called demonic, even if a large basket of adjectives are collected to describe it, it is impossible to describe the image of the goddess who is almost perfect to the fullest.

On the contrary, Yun Pojun is not stupid, but if you talk about the scheming city government and the means of stabbing the yin people in the back, it is very different from Yun Zhan Ge.

In fact, I don't blame Yun Pojun, the death of Ling Hu Jiamei made Yun Zhan Ge feel guilty, so he spoiled this son a little, but although Yun Zhan Ge, who is a generation of heroes, understands the iron law of loving fathers and many defeated children, but he has been in the game for decades, and he always feels that he has to give the best everything to Yun Pojun, so that he can pick up the shortcomings and make up for his regrets, and be worthy of Ling Hu Jiamei's spirit in the sky.

At this moment, although Yun Pojun's face was not moving, how could he hide the vicious eyes of Yun Zhange, who was old and immortal and a thief, he sighed slightly in his heart and said softly: "Where is Mr. Huangfu?"

"Just past Nanmudu, there may be ten minutes away. Yun Pojun replied respectfully.

"Remove the outpost, Mr. Huangfu and the other children can go up the mountain from the tunnel, as for the children of the Ye family, just follow the rules and go to the mountain gate!" Yun Zhan Ge said.

Yun Pojun was happy in his heart, does this mean that Yun Zhan Ge plans to take care of the Ye family kid 'specially'? For a while, Yun Pojun's mind was full of changes, as Yun Zhange's son, although his conspiracy and conspiracy were not as good as Yun Zhange, but under the influence of the huge Yun family, he was narrow-minded, and his mind was not very big, and even Yun Pojun, who had to repay his teeth, he had 10,000 ways and means to make Ye Qingling's difficulty in entering the mountain increase by dozens of steps.

There is no doubt about that.

Yun Zhange waved his hand, obviously seeing his son's dark thoughts, and he didn't explain, letting this embarrassing bastard get out.

And Yun Pojun was a fart and a calf, but the moment he turned around, his eyes suddenly became cold.

Xie Daozheng looked at Yun Zhange with a smile at the moment, narrowing his eyes slightly, to say that Yun Zhange, a guy who loves face extremely much, would let Yun Pojun's obvious 'mentally handicapped' son who could be seen at a glance be a foil for Ye Qingling?

If the vicious-eyed Xie Daozheng believes it, then he Xie Daozheng is the real fool.

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In the morning light.

The fog has dissipated a lot, and the Qiandi is mountainous, and there are a few small trees that do not form a climate growing scattered in the inconspicuous earth hills, scattered and interspersed in the mountains, not showing the mountains and not showing water, and there is no harm; there are also towering cliffs and high mountains that abruptly plunge into the clouds, and the smoke is thick, and under the reflection of the morning sun, they are flashing with colorful crystal light.

Between the clouds and mountains and the mist.

The distant mountains, blue marks, and woods passed away quickly towards the rear, as if the years were gone, and there were some inexplicable vicissitudes and helplessness.

The convoy drove neatly between the winding mountains.

Linghu Yunruo was driving the car, and the player was playing the song "Ordinary Road" by Pu Shu, and his clean voice seemed to tell the kind of leisure and indifference behind a story.

"I have crossed mountains and seas, and I have also passed through mountains and seas, and everything I once had has has been scattered like smoke in the blink of an eye......"

......

Huang Furen closed his eyes and listened to this slightly vicissitudes of life, and suddenly said softly: "Qingling, how is this song?"

Ye Qingling was slightly stunned, obviously she didn't expect that an old-fashioned person of Huang Furen's status would listen to this kind of popular song, so she didn't consider the wording, but said without thinking: "It's not a strong worry for the new words, or a moan/groan without illness." ”

"Haha!" Huang Furen smiled heartily and said, "Then what do you think of this singer?"

This time, Ye Qingling pondered for a long time, and finally said softly: "From "Those Flowers", to "Born Like Summer Flowers", and then to "Ordinary Road", interpreting a calm and calm from youth to passion, and then to the calm and calm after the accumulation of prosperity, in fact, three songs are enough to amaze an era. ”

Ye Qingling said this, seemingly hesitating, and not spit out unpleasantly, and finally closed the coffin and said: "Of course, this is the patent of depressed patients." ”

Belch?!

Huang Furen opened his eyes, slightly stunned.

Ye Qingling continued: "But Pu Shu may be Van Gogh and Johnson Nash a hundred years from now, these people are geniuses to the left and crazy people to the right. But there's no denying that he's a real musician. ”

Huang Furen smiled, there was no appreciation in his eyes, Gu Jing Wubo, and said as if he was on the edge: "What about you?"

Ye Qingling smiled slightly, as if she was a little used to this old guy's disrespect, unlike those old guys' aggressiveness, so she seemed to laugh at herself, and seemed to say resolutely: "I have this inner beauty, and I attach importance to cultivation." ”

The old guy smiled playfully.

Huangfu red bean crushed and said, "Shameless." ”

Ye Qingling was not ashamed, and continued: "If the surplus is not enough, I am afraid that the age will not be with me." ”

Huang Furen's smile stopped abruptly, and then he sighed, as if he was a little embarrassed, and said after a while: "So, you choose, even if you are the enemy of the whole world, you have to escape justice for Ye Guyu?"

Ye Qingling nodded and said, "It's just for the sake of life without regrets." ”

Huangfuren didn't speak, but Huangfu Hongdou was thoughtful, as Huangfuren's granddaughter, Huangfu Hongdou, whose family background determines his vision, is not a frog at the bottom of the well, maybe she can't tell the truth, but she understands.

"It's time for Luoxia Peak. Linghu Yunruo suddenly spoke.

The next moment, the towering Luoxia Peak came into view, and the Biyun Villa like a majestic pass stood on the mountainside, filled with clouds and mist.

The young Yun Pojun stood under the plank road, squinting his eyes slightly, watching the convoy towards the foot of the mountain.

"The wind blows like a cloud of smoke... Where is your story..."

In the carriage, the song "Ordinary Road" came to an abrupt end, leaving an evocative tailnote.

Ye Qingling took a deep look, glanced at Biyun Villa, pulled his fist tightly, and gently put it down...