Chapter 620: Kill or Not Kill
Bai Che's face did not move.
He understands Ye Zheng's suspicions, but in order for Ye Yujun to see human nature clearly, he must do enough tricks.
Otherwise, even if he personally lifted Ye Yujun up, his efforts might be in vain.
What he wants is for the Ye family to be at the helm of Ye Yujun, and in three to five years, they can really sit in this position and convince the Ye family!
"Thank you, Lord Baige! Ye Yujun, she is just a woman, in terms of qualifications, in terms of strength, she is not my Ye Zheng's opponent at all, the White Pavilion Lord is wise, if the White Pavilion Lord really looks up to me Ye Zheng, in the future, the affairs of the Hualong Pavilion will be the affairs of my Ye family, who dares to offend the Hualong Pavilion and provoke the White Pavilion Lord, the Ye family led by me will not sit idly by! ”
Demons!
The spring breeze is intoxicating and charming!
Ye Zheng, who is in a normal state, of course will not believe that pie in the sky falls, but now, if this person wants to say that it is not a clever set set by Bai Che, it is also false.
"Good! Be me, and I'll believe you! ”
Bai Che smiled and spoke calmly.
When the words fell, Ye Zheng's eyes moved, this time he was completely trapped, believing that Bai Che really planned to change people, and instead supported him, a genuine young master reserver.
Biting dogs don't bark!
What's more, Ye Zheng is almost like a mad dog......
My eyes are full of ambition!
At the moment, he only had one thought, and that was to kill Ye Yujun!
What cousin, what blood relationship, as long as he can ascend to the position of the head of the Ye family, even if he is asked to kill Old Man Ye with his own hands, he will not hesitate for half a second.
In fact, this is also the "cause" that Old Man Ye and several great elders have planted over the years!
The so-called competition also scores benign competition and vicious competition, the new generation of the Ye family's bloodline has several small factions, fighting openly and secretly for several years, involving many backbones, and even Ye Tang, the big elder, is secretly supporting behind his back......
Where there is a cause, there is an effect, but this time it is a bad effect!
Quietly, Ye Zheng's figure flickered, his body technique was exerted to the extreme, the peak aura of Tongxuan bloomed to the peak, and in the blink of an eye, he flickered to Ye Yujun, flickering his fingers and turning into a blade, and he actually cut out nine waves of qi.
And Ye Yujun reacted quickly enough, and even was reminded in Bai Che's conversation beforehand, when he had already said that he was on guard, Ye Zheng killed too quickly and suddenly, and when he reacted, the body that flew back violently was still injured by the blade qi, and a bloody mouth appeared in his left shoulder blade, fortunately, Ye Yujun's strength was not weak, and his physical strength was not idle, and the injury was not very serious.
But while Ye Yujun was stunned, he was not only glad that Bai Che saw people accurately, but also felt an incomparably mixed surprise and anger.
Brother and sibling blood, kill if you say kill, this Ye Zheng hall brother is simply inferior to a brute!
Over the years, several of their small factions, including Ye Dao's vein, including her vein, and Ye Zheng's vein, although the competition is fierce, most of the time they are still polite and do not tear their faces, even if they disagree with each other, in her judgment, they can't reach the level of endless death, at most, after the dust settles on the position of the head of the family, everyone is still siblings, and they will still work together for the family.
Naive!
Lovely!
Ye Zheng's blow, if Ye Yujun hadn't prepared in advance, as long as the blade qi deviated by a few centimeters, a blood line would appear on her neck, and her head would fall to the ground!
"Miss Ye, I'll give you another chance, answer me well, do you want to kill him?!"
A cold voice came, it was Bai Che who was watching coldly.
Dead silence!
Ye Yujun's eyes were stagnant, and his lips were pursed.
"Kill! Kill, kill, kill! White Pavilion Master, I should have believed you! ”
"Good!".