Ye Yun was imprisoned in his palm, his eyes were condensed, and the powerful sealing power blocked Leng Xiujie in the formation.

"Lord Leng, I said that if I really wanted to kill you, it would be effortless. ”

Leng Xiujie was there, his face changed and changed: "Ye Yun, I admit that you are extremely talented. Even above your father, but so what.

Do you know how much energy the Chu family has? The Keqing you saw was only the tip of the iceberg, and even if you glanced at the Chu family, it was not light.

You dare to kill the inner disciple of the Sword Sect, I really envy you, you can still stay in Kyoto comfortably, fearlessly. ”

Ye Yun squinted slightly: Huai Tingweng is a martial artist of Lingjun, even so, if it is only the tip of the iceberg, is there a bigger backer behind the Chu family?

As for the Sword Sect's side, Mo Qing had already warned him.

"In any case, the Sword Sect is known as the Gentleman's Sect. I and Qi Feng are fighting a life-and-death battle, what are you afraid of!

Even if they want to trouble me, they won't do it right now. Otherwise, everyone in the world will suspect that it was the Sword Sect's hands and feet. ”

Ye Yun was calm, the news that Qi Feng was killed by him must have already been transmitted back.

If they really want to do it, I'm afraid they will come early.

Why wait until now!

As long as they don't come to the face, they give him a certain amount of time to grow.

When the time comes, what kind of sword sect does he care.

Whoever comes will clean up!

"Hahaha...... You can see it clearly. Do you think that the Sword Sect will not dare to make a move against you, do you really care about face? Do you know the Sword Sect Master?" Leng Xiujie laughed.

Ye Yun thought for a moment, Luo Yun had naturally heard of it.

And when he was unconscious, Leng Hanshuang used his token to save him from Leng Ruoyu.

"Judging by your expression, you should know. What is Mr. Luo Yun's status, even if the saint sees him today, he has to salute.

As for Qi Feng's junior brothers, they didn't act, most of them were bound by him, just because he and your father were old acquaintances. ”

Ye Yun's eyes widened when he listened, only knowing that this dead ghost Lao Tzu was once as famous as Luo Yun.

I don't know if Luo Yun and his own Lao Tzu are still old acquaintances.

"How do you know?" he was puzzled.

Leng Xiujie trembled his arms lightly, looking excited: "When Mr. Luo Yun was not the sect master of the Sword Sect, he was chased and killed and hid in the old man's mansion to heal his injuries.

It was at that time that he met Old Marquis Ye and hit it off at first sight. ”

"What else do you know?" Ye Yun frowned.

His father disappeared inexplicably.

Without warning, he was now obsessed with it.

"Oh, I know something! Why should I tell you.

You just need to know that you're never going to want to be with Frost. ”

Leng Xiujie smiled evilly.

Ye Yun had a headache, and he was now a little skeptical about whether Leng Hanshuang was Leng Xiujie's biological daughter.

Cold Frost is a world away from him, not like father and daughter at all.

"Then what if I really exchange the Qingyan Ancient Scripture with you?" Ye Yun asked tentatively, staring at him motionlessly.

Leng Xiujie's eyes flickered, and his eyes were full of greed: "Hahaha...... Boy, if you are powerful, or become a strong spirit emperor.

Without saying a word, I will marry the little girl to you. Otherwise......"

"So, even if I gave you the Qingyan Ancient Scripture before, you wouldn't have let me be with Hanshuang, and those words were just here to bluff me. ”

"You're not too stupid, you declining nobleman. Now he has not really inherited the title of Tianyuan Hou, and he has offended the Chu family and the Sword Sect.

How could I marry Frost to a boy like you who doesn't know the height of the sky? ”

Leng Xiujie was fearless.

Ye Yun sighed, his eyes were much clearer: "Your life is in my hands, but you have no fear."

Are you sure that I don't dare to do it, because you are the master of the first rank of the dynasty, and because Hanshuang is your daughter, and I don't dare to kill you because I like Shuang'er?"

"So what? If you kill me, will Shuang'er be with her father's killer?

If you kill me, will the Holy One still ignore me and sit idly by?

Don't talk about raiding the lord, the prison of the criminal department is enough for you. Leng Xiujie looked directly at Ye Yun.

He just decided that Ye Yun wouldn't dare to kill him.

"Father, you ......" I don't know when, Leng Hanshuang came to the side, witnessed everything, and heard everything.

"Frost, why are you here? Leng Xiujie's complexion changed suddenly.

The cold frost face is like dead ashes, and the tears are like rain.

She didn't expect that her father, whom she admired and admired since she was a child, would be such a person.

Ye Yun was there, and he really didn't know how to comfort her, after all, his heart was still dripping blood.

Shuang'er has such a father, and she is afraid that she has nothing to do with her in this life.

"Xiaoli, what are you still doing in a daze. Help Miss Kuaifu to go back to rest. Leng Xiujie scolded sharply.

Ye Yun strained slightly in his palm, Leng Xiujie's face was pale, the pain was unbearable, and the beads of sweat on his sideburns slowly dripped down.

"Don't ...... Ye Yun, don't!" Leng Hanshuang prayed, no matter what, this man is his father.

Ye Yun sighed, and with a movement of his right hand, the formation that trapped Leng Xiujie was gone.

Leng Xiujie's face was overjoyed, and he quickly retreated, looking at Ye Yun vigilantly.

No matter how fearless he is, this feeling of being taken care of is very unpleasant.

Ye Yun bowed to Cold Frost: "Frost girl, it's really good that you can wake up."

Liang Feng's grace upstairs is unforgettable. If you ask for something in the future, Ye will never shirk it. Farewell!"

"Ye Yun......" Leng Hanshuang stretched out his hand, Yurong was bloodless, and his arm trembled slightly: "I ......"

Tears were dripping, her heart hurt, and she was about to lose her breath.

"Second Miss, Second Miss, are you okay!" Xiao Li was worried.

She wanted to call Ye Yun to stop, but found that Leng Xiujie was glaring at her.

She kept her head down and was silent.

Cold and frosty, his heart was like ashes, his eyes were red, and he sat on the ground.

......

Bang!

Ye Yun punched the ancient tree, leaving deep fist marks on the towering ancient tree.

"Yo, Master Ye, what's wrong with you, sulking here. You're really easy for me to find. Jiang Yanran teased him.

Ye Yun turned around slowly, his expression ugly.

"No, Ye Datian, you actually cried. Could it be that you went to Lengfu, Lord Leng bullied you. No, according to your cultivation, he won't be your opponent. ”

"Who said I cried, the bark of this ancient tree is too hard, and it hurts after a few hits. Ye Yun disguised.

I liked a woman for the first time since I was a child, and it was a woman who was willing to sacrifice her life for him.

However, before all this began, the end was already doomed, which is really ironic.

"Oh, is it? I would like to see what kind of ancient wood can hurt Ye Tiancai of the Third Rank Spirit Venerable. ”

"Okay, Yanran, don't look at the jokes, how things are going. ”