This aristocratic family, which has existed since ancient times, is now flourishing.
Almost all the famous monks in the world were invited to attend this unique engagement banquet.
Although they were sitting at the banquet, most people had hidden expectations in their hearts.
Looking forward to the arrival of Holy Body Ye Fan.
In the past few days, Taoist Chilong has appeared in person near Ji's house as a deterrent, and many of the twelve major bandits have appeared to support Ye Fan.
In the VIP room of the Ji family, Wang Teng's father, Wang Chengkun, was sneering. Behind him were several ancient beings, who were also sneering like Wang Chengkun at this moment.
"It seems that Holy Body Ye Fan has quite a background. Not only the Red Dragon Taoist, but even the twelve major bandits are willing to come forward for him."
A young ancient creature sneered and spoke, with a hint of joking in his tone.
"Haha, even if it's Taoist Red Dragon, it doesn't matter if it's the Twelve Great Bandits. Compared with the ancient royal family, it's too far behind."
Wang Chengkun was calm and calm. This middle-aged man who became the head of the Wang family because he gave birth to a good son had a bit of flattery on his face at this time. He said to these ancient creatures: "You are from the ancient royal family.
, In the ancient times, it was the dominant force and no one could defeat it. Even the Twelve Bandits, in the ancient times, could only crawl at your feet."
"Hahaha, Master Wang is so complimentary."
Although the words of the ancient royal family were modest, there was a condescending arrogance in their eyes, as if they did not take all the human monks present in their eyes at all.
In the ancient times, humans were just food for the royal family, and they were the beings at the top of the pyramid.
Although in this era, the human race actually occupies the entire five major domains, in their view, creatures like the human race are still vulnerable.
As long as their kings are revived, this land should be ruled by them again.
"But I heard that the Master of the Wang Family is behind the Holy Body, but there is a saint! What if today, what if he takes action to stop this wedding banquet?"
One of the old ancient royal family said, frowning.
"no need to worry."
Wang Chengkun was calm and said with a smile: "If that saint dares to appear in the Ji family, then the eighth son of the Ji family will probably take action immediately with the help of the Ji Dao Emperor's soldiers.
The eighth eldest son of the Ji family originally had a rather beloved descendant named Ji Hui. Unfortunately, he was killed by that saint more than two hundred years ago, and not even his body was left. After that, even he himself was suppressed for two years.
For more than a hundred years, the eldest son of the Ji family has hated him to the core and will never stop fighting."
"It turns out there is such a hidden secret behind this."
The ancient royal family also suddenly realized, and then they understood why the Ji family was so cooperative. It turned out that there was such a cause and effect behind it.
"You dare to break into Ji's house without permission. Even if you are a true saint, you will not be able to look at him with the Ji Dao Emperor's soldiers."
Wang Chengkun's smile was rather sinister.
"Yes, he is just a saint, so why should he be afraid?"
The ancient royal family nodded, feeling relieved.
In the ancient times, even the saints of the human race could not run rampant on the earth. They would be suppressed by the ancestors of their various races, and even their skulls were refined into wine cups.
What kind of saint can only be honored among a weak race like the human race?
"Didn't I say that the Holy Eucharist is coming? Why hasn't it appeared yet?"
Someone was talking softly in the corner. Most of the monks who came to visit came because of the storm.
Will the Holy Eucharist come again? Why hasn't he appeared yet?
Many people became suspicious.
"Needless to say, I'm too timid to come." Someone from the Wang family sneered.
Some young people from the Wang family echoed, all showing ridicule, and some were sarcastic and openly ridiculed.
"The Holy Body is nothing. With my brother here, he can overcome any storms. The right way is to curl up honestly."
"Why does he want to compete with my clan brother for supremacy?!"
Wang Chengkun listened to the praise from everyone, with an indifferent smile on his face, and said with a smile: "My son Wang Teng has the qualifications of a great emperor, how can the Holy Body resist?"
boom!
At this moment, a thundering roar suddenly resounded outside Ji's house, followed immediately by several heavy footsteps with extremely long intervals.
"Wang Teng, get out of here!"
A terrifying shout was heard in the lobby of the Ji family.
Many monks were shocked and looked outside.
Under the gazes of one after another, Ye Fan carried the copper coffin on his back and took one step at a time.
As if carrying a mountain on its back, every step is extremely heavy, and it advances step by step towards the ancient temple of the Ji family.
"Ye Fan!"
As soon as these two words came out, many monks stood up deep inside the Ji family and inside the magnificent ancient palace.
The Eucharist has really come!
"Where do you mean you come from?" An old monk stepped forward.
"Visit the Ji family and kill Wang Teng!"
Ye Fan shouted loudly and placed the coffin he was carrying on the ground with a thud. The people around him were speechless for a while.
Whose child comes to visit and brings a coffin?
"Young man, have you prepared a burial place?"
The eighth ancestor of the Ji family appeared with a smile on his face, but he looked at Ye Fan with a very sinister look.
Everyone related to Li Daoqing should die!
Ye Fan's eyes were calm, looking at the eighth ancestor of the Ji family without any emotion at all.
"Yi Zi, you are finally here!"
Pang Bo, Li Heishui and others also walked out of Ji's house and looked at Ye Fan with excited eyes, but there was some hidden worry in them.
"Haha, you are seeking death. The Holy Body is nothing in front of my son."
Wang Chengkun stood up with a sneer on his face.
He was really afraid that Ye Fan wouldn't come, but now that he was here, he would be dead if he dared to confront his son Wang Teng.
You can avenge the shame of the Wang family!
And in the palace of Ziji family, a girl in purple clothes flew in like a banished fairy, with black hair like clouds, a pretty face like jade, a pair of big eyes that are ethereal, and full of beauty.
However, she did not have the same smile as before.
"Purple Moon!" Ye Fan felt an inexplicable pain in his heart when he looked at the empty look in the purple-clothed girl's eyes.
It's like going back to the time when I first met her.
Picture after picture of getting along with the girl in purple replayed in his mind, extremely clear.
In the past, her face was always filled with a cheerful and lively smile, which was very playful and cute and could heal people's hearts.
Like a child who hasn't grown up.
But today, the girl in purple's face lacks the playfulness of the past, and her iconic dimples and shiny little fangs have disappeared.
It seems like I have lost my soul!
"Sorry, I'm late!"
Ye Fan spoke softly and said to the girl in purple.
"Ye Fan!"
Ji Ziyue's originally gloomy eyes finally regained a glimmer of light when she saw Ye Fan coming with a coffin on his back.
"I'm here to take you away today, no one can stop me!"
Ye Fan looked at Ji Ziyue and continued.
"You don't want to ask me if I agree to go with you?"
After Ji Ziyue heard this, she pretended to be angry, with a bulge on her face.
But her big eyes were curved into crescent shapes, the dimples rippled on both sides of her cheeks again, and her teeth were like jade, shining with luster.
At this time, there was indeed a rumble of thunder in the distance, as if thunder was rolling from the sky.
I saw a golden ray of light coming from the skyline like dazzling lightning. It was a golden golden chariot, with a heroic figure standing on it, with a head of black hair hunting, like a god patrolling.
"Holy Body, you really dare to come!"
The Northern Emperor Wang Teng came, like an ancient emperor patrolling his territory.
However, Ye Fan did not look at Wang Teng who was speeding towards him. Instead, he stared at the girl in purple in front of him and said, "Then do you agree to follow me?"
"Um!"
Ji Ziyue nodded vigorously, showing a bright smile that was so touching, as if the sun in the sky had dimmed.
"Okay, I'll kill him!"
Ye Fanhuo turned around and faced Wang Teng, "Then I will take you away."