Han family villa.

When Ye Wushuang arrived, it was already 9 o'clock.

Under the bright sun, the tulips on both sides of the Han family's villa are blooming, full of fragrance, very beautiful.

But Ye Wushuang stopped outside the door for a long time, always hesitating and not taking a step forward, looking at the tulips on both sides, hesitating for a long time!

He knew very well what he was going to face when he walked in this step!

The woman who was still entangled with her last night is afraid that she will have to break off with him here and now!

Ye Wushuang smiled bitterly, so much has happened in just one day, and life is changeable, nothing more than that!

However, Ye Wushuang will not escape, this day, he has already expected it, and he can't escape the scene that he can't avoid, but it came so quickly and so suddenly, it made him a little hurried, and he lost every inch of advance and retreat!

Ye Wushuang sighed, slowly put down his son riding on his neck, bent down to look at Ye Jingtian, suddenly smiled, rubbed the child's head vigorously, and said softly: "Wait for dad here, dad will come when he goes!"

"Hmm!"

Ye Jingtian nodded vigorously, raised his fair and delicate little face, looked at his father very seriously, and asked, "Dad, will you come in like this and never come out again, why do I always feel this way, once you go in, you may not be able to come out again." ”

Ye Wushuang was stunned for a moment, and then smiled: "Why do you feel this way?"

"My arrival has caused trouble for you, Dad. ”

Ye Jingtian was very serious, his slightly long bangs slightly blocked those blue eyes, at this time, he looked like Ye Wushuang was carved out of the same mold, and said word by word: "Dad, don't admit it, I know I have brought you trouble, a big trouble, you go in this time, it is to solve the trouble, it is very likely that you will never come out to see me again." ”

"It's a little troublesome, but not to the point where Dad can't get out!"

Ye Wushuang finally nodded and admitted this time, touched Ye Jingtian's head, and said softly: "But no matter what happens, Dad won't want you, you are the inheritance of Dad's life, the sky is falling apart, the world is upside down, Dad will also climb out to see you!"

Ye Jingtian stretched out the little thumb of his right hand and said word by word: "Pull the hook, promise in the way of our Chinese!"

"Good!"

With a smile on his face, Ye Wushuang gently hooked his son's little finger and shook it: "Pull the hook, hang yourself, for a hundred years, don't change!"

Then, just as he was about to let go of his steps and go in, he found that Ye Jingtian was still clutching the corners of his clothes.

"Dad, I heard Uncle Marty say that you have a knife engraved with your life, can you show me?"

Ye Jingtian raised his little face and said in a low voice: "I want to see your knife, with it with me, I will feel a little more at ease." ”

"Good!"

As soon as Ye Wushuang stretched out his hand, the dragon's tooth appeared in his hand without warning, the cold blade bloomed with a light blue solitary light in the sun, exuding a very dangerous aura, and then, with a turn of the knife, he handed the handle to Ye Jingtian, and said softly: "Take it, this is Dad's knife, a knife that has killed countless people, symbolizing the supreme royal power of the Dark Council......! Another dad!"

Ye Jingtian nodded very seriously, and as soon as he started his hand, the blade "buzzed" and let out a slight tremble, like an evil dragon roaring! The knife weighing more than twenty pounds did not look the slightest bit difficult in his hand, and then he slowly closed his eyes.

The strange thing is that the next moment, the knife suddenly disappeared out of thin air!

Then, it appeared in Ye Jingtian's hands again!

Ye Wushuang rubbed his eyes fiercely, almost thinking that he was dazzled...... This evil knife can actually be integrated into Ye Jingtian's body! He asked with some surprise, "You...... Can you control this knife?"

"Hmmm......"

Ye Jingtian's little face was also full of doubts, and he said softly: "I don't know why, I feel that what I am holding in my hand is not a knife, it ...... It seemed like an indispensable part of my life, it was just another me, and then I thought, is it me, is it me, and the knife just disappeared, I could feel it, it was right next to me, and I thought, come out of here, it's here again!"

Ye Wushuang gasped, almost ...... his own feelings Gradually, he seemed to have figured out that it must have something to do with the blood in their bodies! At the beginning, this evil knife sucked him countless blood, almost sucked him dry, and then became the most indispensable part of his life, and now, Xiao Jingtian inherited his own bloodline, and the supreme god of war blood flowed in his body, and he was originally the same as himself, so he could completely control this knife!

There is only one way to explain all this!

Looking at Ye Jingtian, Ye Wushuang didn't know what to say, that stubborn temperament, the emotions and will carried on that delicate little face, it was simply another self! Exhaled fiercely, only then did he calm down a lot, rubbed Xiao Jingtian's head, and said softly: "Wait here for Dad!"

Then, strode in.

Xiao Jingtian sat at the door of the Han family's villa with a knife, and he was going to wait for his father to come out here!

......

Inside the Han family's villa, it is exactly the same as yesterday, and it has become a person's state of mind!

Ye Wushuang lingered at the door for a long time, took several deep breaths, and finally glanced at the pair of slippers that belonged to him, did not change them, and went in directly, because the slippers were bought by Han Xinyao himself, and he didn't know if it was appropriate for him to wear them again in this situation.

The living room was very noisy, Ye Zhenlin's voice could be heard, and Han Xiaotian and Aunt Li's voices could be heard, as if they were arguing about something, but it was a little vague, Ye Wushuang didn't hear it clearly, and he didn't plan to eavesdrop, so he strode in, his waist was very straight, the crimes were all committed by himself, there was no need to shrink his head and shrink his head when he solved it, it was boring!

When Ye Wushuang appeared at the door, the entire living room was suddenly quiet, quietly, and the pin drop could be heard!

Sitting on the sofa, Han Xiaotian, Ye Zhenlin and other four elders, almost all of them set their eyes on Ye Wushuang, Ye Wushuang saw a lot of emotions in their eyes, Han Xiaotian smiled bitterly, Ye Zhenlin and Ye's mother were helpless, and Aunt Li was very complicated!

An identical face, a backbone that has never bent!

Aunt Li didn't know what to say, this young man used to be a member of this family, but now, the ending is unpredictable, and I am afraid that I will break up unhappily.

And Han Xinyao always stood in front of the window and looked out quietly, dressed in white and very clean. After staying calm in the living room for a long time, he finally turned around, looked at Ye Wushuang coldly, and asked, "I was with your son last night?"

In the words, there was a faint anger, although he was already trying his best to restrain it, but he could still see it.

"Yes!"

Ye Wushuang nodded, also very calm, and said softly: "There is no need to blame a child, his birth is not a mistake, the fault is just me, the father, the resentment of our generation, there is no need to target the child, this is one I picked out in advance before today's conversation, although I know that everyone is not that kind of person, but I have watched a lot of TV series, and many families who have this kind of contradiction have watched a lot, so I have to do so, because I don't want to hear words like 'mongrel' and 'wild seed', and I am afraid that I can't help but kill people." ”

Ye Wushuang at this moment, calm and terrifying!

"Don't worry, I'm highly educated, and this chest can accommodate the existence of a child. ”

Han Xinyao raised her eyebrows and said lightly: "It's just that what surprised me is that you can still be so reasonable, how can you feel how great you are? and kill people...... Will you kill one for me?"

"I'm just going to talk about the ugly first. ”

Ye Wushuang shook his head and said, "I just want to state in advance that the person who is sorry for you is me, the person who did the wrong thing is also me, and the one who is abusive is also me, so if there is a fire, just come at me!"

"Good!"

Han Xinyao nodded, and then pointed at Ye Wushuang: "You come over to me now!"

Ye Wushuang followed his words and strode over, and when he approached Han Xinyao, he found that this woman's eyes were very red, and he was about to say something, when a pair of slender and pure hands had already struck him in the face!

"Smack!"

A very crisp slap in the face, very loud!

The four old men were startled, and were about to say something, but they were stopped by Ye Wushuang with a wave of his hand, touched their faces, and looked up at Han Xinyao very calmly: "Enough?"

Han Xinyao shook her head: "Not enough!"

"Okay, then you go ahead. ”

Ye Wushuang shrugged his shoulders, not resisting, nor angry, this is what he owes Han Xinyao.

"Don't fight, dirty hands, and tired, I don't think I need to waste so much effort on people like you. ”

Han Xinyao sneered, snorted angrily towards the position of the sofa, and said slowly: "Now, let's talk?I would like to hear your explanation of all this, I want to see what you Ye Wushuang can say in this matter, if you can really move me, wash my brain, let me understand that you Ye Wushuang is a proud son of the sky, three wives and four concubines and * are all the rights given to you by God, and I, Han Xinyao, can only beg for a little love by your side like a poor worm, I admit it!" ”

"You're not calm right now, even though you're trying to pretend to be calm. ”

Ye Wushuang looked directly at the woman's eyes, which were red because she had cried, and said softly: "But since you want to talk, let's talk!"

“......”

(Mother's Day, I called my mother, and the third was a little late, sorry, ,)