Looking at the smiling and beautiful woman in front of him, who was as beautiful as a snow lotus root in the Tianshan Mountains, Ye Jian smiled slightly and waved his hand for her to come up to his lap, but there was a trace of emotion in his heart.
"Send someone to follow Ye Qinghan from a distance. Be careful not to expose yourself. Ye Qingxie... shouldn't be that stupid, right?" Ye Qingxie suddenly said. Things seemed to have become complicated. Could it be that the third room wanted to cause something to happen? He decided to figure out the situation first and then see what to do next.
He was very satisfied with Ye Qingxie, his loyal subordinate. He had brains, ability, and strength. He handles things quickly and neatly, and he also understands his master's thoughts very well. For example, I didn’t send anyone to him for today’s matter. But he understood immediately. Lima took the two men sent by his father from the small town and silently walked out of Zuixin Garden and ran towards the east courtyard.
Xue Wuhen had been sitting in an extremely luxurious carriage early and was waiting there quietly, feeling a little excited and a little nervous. But as the early morning sun broke out in the east and rose higher and higher, his mood became worse and worse. The handsome face was a little angry, a little lost, and a little twisted.
Just when he was about to unsheath his sword and kill everyone, the door rang. So he was very angry and yelled in a very ungraceful manner: "What's the matter? Don't you know I'm drinking morning tea?"
Xue Wuhen looked through Shi Lao's gaze, and his twisted face instantly became ferocious. With a strong force, the teacup in his hand shattered. He took a long breath and closed his eyes. His expression seemed to have returned to calmness, but his slightly trembling hands made people feel the anger in his heart.
"Boom, boom!"
Ye Jian had the habit of getting up early to drink tea. At this time, he was sitting in his ninth wife's room, slowly sipping the tea. The tea was good tea, the best dragon tongue tea worth ten amethyst coins or two. The person who poured the tea was a wonderful person. He spent hundreds of amethyst coins to buy Mrs. Jiu from Thirteenth Street a few days ago. She was once a waiter in a building, and she was still the most expensive kind.
Ye Qingkuang immediately thought of the white-faced scholar Third Uncle Ye Qiang. There was a conspiracy, there was definitely a conspiracy! Regardless of whether Ye Qinghan has the courage to kill Ye Qingxie, who is the core member of the family, even if he dares to kill, can he kill him? He can kill Ye Qingxie, who is at the second level of the general realm and has reached the third level after combining with the war beasts. Why should he kill him? With his first-level elite-level trash physique
Facing the raging fire, Ye Qinghan relaxed. The huge fire burned the yard where he had lived for more than ten years, and seemed to also burn the prison that had been weighing on his heart for more than ten years. There is no cage in the soul, so of course it can fly freely. This feeling seems... very good!
After a long time, Xue Wuhen finally regained his composure, waved his hand feebly, and closed his eyes again.
A group of people took the North City Gate and told Xue Wuhen that there was no need to wait any longer, and also expressed his apology tactfully. A group of people went to Ye Jian's yard and told his father everything and his own inferences. When it came to the struggle between the first and third rooms, he didn't dare to mess around. He had to rely on his father to take action. Another group of people went to the execution hall and asked Ye Rong to bring people to their yard to cope with the changes by staying the same and see what kind of trouble that waste could stir up!
…
Ye Qingxie's life was ended with a sharp knife. Ye Qinghan didn't have much emotion, he just turned around silently and walked into the room. He carried his sleeping sister on his back, then grabbed the sheets, tore them into ropes, tied her tightly behind his back, and resolutely walked out of the room and out of the courtyard.
"Puch!"
A sudden wake-up call made Ye Qingkuang wake up, and he looked at a guard at the door angrily. The guard's expression changed, but he still said: "Young Master, Ye Qinghan is back. He was escorted back by the Lord of Man City."
Mr. Shi and Mr. Mo beside them did not dare to express their anger. They just kept opening the door curtain and looking into the distance from time to time.
"Qing Guan? Ya Dao, Ya Dao, if you were not so stubborn back then, how many Qing Gui would you need now? Are you a man? Why bother hanging on a tree? And you even hung yourself in the end!"
"Snapped!"
It must be, Ye Qiang must have sent someone to help secretly, but his men didn't notice it during this time. Moreover, Ye Qinghan killed someone and dared to set fire. Although it was his own house that burned down, it was obvious that they wanted to make the matter bigger and bring out the three ancestors of the family.
It's just... He turned back halfway and got another even more shocking news. Ye Qinghan killed Ye Qingxie, set fire to the house and rushed towards the west courtyard.
The combat skill called "Soul Refining" is a secret skill for cultivating the soul. The soul is the foundation of everyone, but it is more important for warriors. Warriors need to understand the laws of heaven and earth later in their training. If the soul is more powerful, then for heaven and earth The understanding of the law will be easier. It's just that this soul refining book is broken and only has one volume, so Xue Wuhen took it as a bargaining chip and gave it to Ye Qingkuang.
"No need to wait any longer, go back to Piaoxue City!"
If you don’t explode in silence, you will die in silence. Since silence represents death, then you will no longer be silent. Then, just explode...
"Master, there's a fire. There's a fire in the east courtyard."
Suddenly, Shi Lao saw thick smoke suddenly rising from the east courtyard, glowing with a burst of red light, and he quickly shouted out of control.
Ye Qingkuang frowned slightly, thinking carefully about the meaning of this sentence. Ye Gun is Sanfang Ye Gun's man, he knows it. Just why would Ye Gu escort a loser back? Could it be that Ye Qinghan took refuge in Sanfang? Have you defected to Night Gun? And the time for coming back happened to be so coincidental! What is the special meaning of this period
However, before five minutes had passed, his subordinates came back with a report, and things turned out to be beyond his control. That idiot Ye Qingxie didn't handle things well, and Ye Qingyu actually committed suicide. He committed suicide. An orphan adopted by a family was not worth mentioning. It was just Xue Wuhen expressing regret.
Ye Qingxie figured out many "truths" in an instant, although it was only the truth he thought. But only by thinking this way did he feel it was reasonable and natural. So he immediately sent all his men out.
"Trash, just put out the fire when it's on fire. Do you need to report this to me?" Ye Jian became even more angry when he heard this. He almost had a fire here, so who cares about the fire in the east and west courtyards.
But he didn't expect that the news that the guards passed on later made him a little shocked. Ye Qinghan actually dared to kill people, and he not only had the courage to kill people, but also had the strength to kill people. Okay, just kill him. Although Ye Bao was his subordinate, he was also his subordinate, but he didn't feel the slightest regret or heartache. He just thought that it was just right... He had a reason to rush over and ask questions, so he hurriedly Prepare to rush over with your men.
"Qingyu, I will take you to seek justice, and then we will leave this miserable place together and never... come back."
Seeing that Ye Jian might have the tendency to burn his body, the guard hurriedly explained: "Sir, calm down, the frivolous young master sent someone here, saying that there was a fire in the east courtyard, involving... the third room, saying that there was something big to report. "
After struggling for a while, he no longer felt sleepy, so he began to practice combat skills. Last night, he unexpectedly got a copy of Emperor-level combat skills from Xue Wuhen. He browsed through it for a long time, and of course he began to practice it anxiously.
"Your relatives, don't mess with me, I will ensure their safety!"
Then, Ye Qinghan... started to do a crazy move. He started to light fires everywhere and burn the yard. The yard was not made entirely of marble like the west courtyard, but most of it was made of wooden structures. This setting fire immediately ignited a raging fire wave, and the fire instantly enveloped the entire yard.
…
The black dagger floated gently, and lightly scratched Ye Qingxie's neck, bringing up a trace of blood.
He actually killed Ye Qingxie! Why should he kill Ye Qingxie
Of course the men outside the door knew that the master had the habit of drinking "morning tea", but the relationship was too big at this time, so he did not dare to suppress it, and whispered: "Sir, there is a house on fire in the east courtyard."
"Young Master."
Stretching out his hand, through the thin silk clothes, he began to enjoy the infinite beauty brought to him by this red-branded gentleman. Who said that a man in his forties would have a dull sword
Ye Qingkuang doesn't have the habit of getting up early, at least not so early. It's just that I received a lot of benefits from others last night, so I have to take care of things for others, right? So he got up early in the morning, called Ye Qingxie, and told him to get things done.
"Frivolous? Third child? Tell him to come in." Ye Jian thought about it carefully, regained his composure, straightened his clothes, picked up the tea, and started to really taste the tea.
"Ye Qinghan? Ye Gun sent someone to send him back?"
The north gate of Cangcheng.