"What?!"
Ye Qingluo's eyes darkened.
Ye Qingling, that little bitch, didn't he teach you enough lessons last time
Now he dares to make trouble in her yard!
Well, the scars forget the pain, right
Ye Fengyu's mysterious rank is above Ye Qingling's.
But his xinxing has not really reached the end.
After all, Ye Qingling was his fourth sister.
Ye Fengyu will definitely not go all out.
but…
Ye Qingling won't take brotherhood into account!
"Where is it? Let's go!" Ye Qingluo rolled over from the bed, took out a vitality-replenishing elixir from the Minghuang Ring, and stuffed it into his mouth.
Ziling hurriedly led the way.
…
Beyond the abandoned courtyard, about twenty meters away, is a corner of the garden of Sanquan Mansion.
Ye Qingling held the long sword in his hand, and with every move and style of the sword wave, he slashed straight at Ye Fengyu.
The long sword made a "swish" sound in the air.
She sneered haughtily: "Call out Ye Qingluo, that little trash, to my lady, isn't she quite arrogant and arrogant!"
Ye Fengyu kept dodging, her brows furrowed into a ball: "Fourth sister, we are all children of the Ye family, why do you have to be aggressive?"
"Stop talking nonsense to Miss Ben!"
Another wave of swords slashed straight down.
Ye Fengyu slapped the ground with both palms and rolled over: "Fourth Sister, no matter how aggressive you are, don't blame my brother for being merciless!"
"Yo, Miss Ben wants to see how merciless you are!" Ye Qingling sneered.
In her eyes, both Ye Qingluo and Ye Fengyu are unwelcome existences in the Sanquan Zongfu.
A prostitute, who is still the young suzerain, has been bullied and has no one to rely on.
A legitimate son, although he can live in the courtyard arranged by his father, but no one pays attention to him since he was a child, no one regards him as the legitimate son of the Ye family at all.
What is there to be afraid of
Ye Qingling narrowed her eyes, the two motherless children couldn't gain a firm foothold in Ye's house no matter what.
The moves he made were even more ruthless.
Ye Fengyu got angry, and the profound energy burst out of his body, and he waved his palm to face Ye Qingling's sword move.
Ye Qingling's expression froze, she was astonished!
What surprised her was not that Ye Fengyu did anything to her.
Rather... Ye Fengyu's profound rank was several ranks higher than hers!
How is this going
She remembered that her eldest sister once said that Ye Fengyu's Xuan rank was the third rank of Xuan Xuan.
But Ye Fengyu's personality is weak, and he has too many scruples, and when fighting, he is restrained.
If you really want to fight, people in the Huangxuan Realm can easily subdue him.
Can…
But the Ye Fengyu in front of me is completely different from what the elder sister described!
Although Ye Qingling couldn't see Ye Fengyu's mysterious rank.
But she could feel that this was definitely not the power of Xuanxuan third-rank realm.
What about a weak personality
He actually made a move on her!
Ye Qingling didn't know that the current Ye Fengyu, under the influence of Ye Qingluo intentionally or unintentionally, was slowly changing her inner thoughts.
Ye Qingling panicked.
She is not an idiot, if Ye Fengyu really wants to fight her, she will definitely suffer!
Watching Ye Fengyu's palm approaching.
Ye Qing's heart swayed, and he cleverly avoided the heavy blow of the palm wind.
Immediately, as if being hit by the palm wind, his body rolled in the air, and fell to the ground with a "boom".
She clutched her chest, looking pained.
"Fourth, fourth sister!"
Sure enough, as Ye Qingling expected.
Ye Fengyu withdrew his hand immediately, and looked at his hands in a panic.
With a worried face, she ran to Ye Qingling and helped her up: "Fourth Sister, you...you are fine..."
Before he finished speaking, a cold light flashed in front of his eyes, and a piece of icy cold was pasted on his neck...