What fell at the feet of Bei Shuihan was a key, a golden key engraved with the Beijia family crest.

This is the key that can open the treasure house of the North Family, and only the master and the young master of the North Family can have it.

This is not only a key, but also represents countless treasures and properties, represents the qualifications of the future head of the North Family, represents the inheritance of the thirteen cities of Central, represents the supreme power and status, and the respect and jealousy of countless people.

How many people dreamed of it, but now, they were casually thrown under Beichen's feet.

Bei Shuihan was furious, "You say it again?!" ”

"Humph!" Beichen snorted softly.

"Stop!" Bei Shuihan shouted angrily behind him, "Do you think that the position of the young master of the Bei family is to do it if you want to, and if you don't want to do it, you won't do it?!" ”

Beichen didn't stop, just turned around and was about to leave.

"Stop him!"

Bei Shui Han ordered angrily.

All around, a group of secret guards immediately surrounded Beichen.

"Young master!" Bei Yutang, the housekeeper of the Bei family in a brown brocade robe, stepped forward and saluted Beichen, "Marriage is not child's play, the young master has to think twice!" ”

"Yes, young master, the head of the family is also for your good!"

……

Everyone spoke of consolation.

Could it be that they really have to make a move against the young master?!

"Get out of the way!" Beichen coldly interrupted everyone's voices.

"Young master!"

……

The people will persuade again.

"Get out!"

Beichen had already lost his patience, and with a light pause on his toes, the person flew up.

He had just flown up when another figure had already rushed into the air and stopped in front of him.

It was none other than his father, Bei Shuihan.

For many years, in the Beijia Palm of the Wind and Cloud, in the Central Continent to call for wind and rain, where would Bei Shui Han allow Beichen to be so disobedient.

"Don't push me." Beichen's pupils are constricted.

"Now, you're pushing me!" Bei Shui Han also frowned.

A pair of father and son, but their expressions are almost the same, the same domineering, the same strength, the same stubbornness.

Beichen took a light breath, and his body was about to leave his side in a flash, Bei Shuihan raised his eyebrows and waved his hand with a punch.

On the fist, the golden light flashed.

The level of Beishui Han is the same as that of Beichen, and it is also the peak of the Holy Rank.

Feeling his fist attack, Beichen did not dodge, but raised his arm accordingly.

Rumble!

The fists of the two of them slammed into one place in the air, making a loud popping sound, and the strong air current vibration skewed the giant trees next to them to the fallen leaves all over the sky, and the tiles on the roof ridge also shook violently.

The bodies of the two were separated by a touch, and they retreated on the two roofs separated by a courtyard.

"You dare to hit me?!" Beishui Hanjun's face is blue.

"You hit me first!" Beichen is-for-tat.

"Good!" Bei Shuihan clenched his fists, "If you can beat me today, I will agree to your divorce, and if you lose, you will obediently stay for me to marry Yan Hui!" ”

"I won't marry her if I die!" Beichen has a tough attitude.

"You have a kind, then, today you are either to win or ...... Die! ”

Bei Shuihan gritted his teeth, his body shook, and he had already rushed towards him again.

The father and son fought in one place in an instant.

The housekeeper in the courtyard looked at the streamer figures that the two of them had turned into, and just frowned, "Quick, go and ask for Madame!" ”

The father and son have similar temperaments, and the relationship has not been harmonious since childhood, and after Beichen was sensible since childhood, he rarely stayed in the Bei family, even if he came back, he couldn't say a word to Bei Shuihan.