Only Wei Li came to the Wei Mansion, and Mr. Wei stayed at home. He did not open the front door or leave the second door.
"Mr. Wei still doesn't want to come out?" Grandpa asked.
Wei Li cupped his hands and said respectfully, "Grandpa is used to living alone. He doesn't care about worldly affairs and concentrates on practicing in seclusion."
"It's really hard to see him." Grandpa sneered coldly, "Maybe he is hiding in the house and doing something shameful."
Wei Li's expression changed and he lowered his head and said nothing.
Grandpa raised his eyebrows and turned to look at Yan Fuping.
Yan Fuping was in a very complicated mood. Although the Yan family was in constant internal strife, with Ye Qingge and Yan Xiaowu here, and with Yan Yu's assistance, the Yan family would become a great power. He originally thought that Mr. Wei would be indifferent to the world, but Jing Ye Qingge
With his eloquence, he learned that Mr. Wei was the most ambitious one.
On the other hand, the younger generation of the Yan family has no genius. They have used a lot of natural resources and treasures, but none of them has become a weapon. Yan Xiaoqi has good talent, but he is still young, and the Yan family controls weapons and iron ore. I am afraid that
It will lead to death and disaster, and you will be isolated and helpless.
After Ye Qingge entered the Yan family, she completely severed contact with the Yan family.
Yan Fuping didn't know how to take this path to ensure peace in Yan Mansion.
Yan Fuping's eyes fell on Yan Xiaoqi. Yan Xiaoqi walked up to Qingge with a bounce, took out an osmanthus candy from his pocket and handed it to Qingge, "Mother, you can't.
It’s sweet, please eat it quickly.”
Yan Xiaoqi had a black dragon whip wrapped around her waist, two horn buns on her head, a string of bangs hanging down her forehead, and her big black eyes blinked as if they could condense water, she was really cute.
Qingge took the sweet-scented osmanthus candy and took a bite. It tasted sweet.
Yan Xiaoqi showed a row of teeth when she smiled, and there were a few obvious cavities.
"Eat less in the future." Qingge said.
"Okay." Yan Xiaoqi tilted her head to look at Qingge, "My mother is so beautiful, but my father is so ugly."
Yan Fuping was taking a sip of tea, and Yan Xiaoqi almost choked and spat the tea out of his mouth.
He is perhaps the most failed father in the world.
Yan Xiaoqi smiled sweetly, her eyes seemed to glow when she looked at Qing Ge.
As long as she saw Qing Ge, her gloom was swept away and her mood couldn't help but get better.
Qing Ge was wearing a lavender gown today, with peony cloud patterns embroidered on the cuffs and hem of the robe. Her white hair was tied into a bun, with slightly curved hair hanging down from her temples.
Yan Xiaowu stood beside him. Yan Xiaoqi looked at Yan Xiaowu with disgust and pushed Yan Xiaowu back a few steps, "You bad woman, don't lead my mother into trouble."
Yan Xiaoqi hates Yan Xiaowu, maybe because they have similar names.
Yan Xiaowu was never a tolerant person, even if there was a child in front of her. She pulled out the hidden dragon halberd hanging on her back, and pressed the halberd against Yan Xiaoqi's fair and tender neck. She glared with murderous intent, "Believe it or not.
, should I kill you?"
Seeing this, the grandfather shook his head. Yan Xiaowu was too violent and fierce like a ferocious beast. She was too old to tame him, so he wanted Qingge to try.
Yan Fuping stood up suddenly and shouted: "Yan Xiaowu, let her go."
"So what if I kill him?" Yan Xiaowu really has the courage and means.
She has never been afraid of any force in Luohua City. Even if she saw Yong Yesheng, she would not bow her head. She would kill and seize her. She would go her own way. She would kill decisively and no one could stop her.
The Hidden Dragon Painted Halberd in Yan Xiaowu's hand didn't move. He leaned down, opened his eyes wide, and came in front of Yan Xiaoqi. He breathed at Yan Xiaoqi, "I am the person who most thinks of eating children."
Yan Xiaoqi cried loudly. Yan Xiaoqi didn't dare to move her neck and cried out with sobs, "Mother, save me."
"Put down the halberd." He sang softly.
Yan Xiaowu didn't want to, and looked at Qingge, who looked at him, his dark eyes like two whirlpools sucking Yan Xiaowu deeply.
Yan Xiaowu pursed his lips, groaned, removed the Qianlong Painted Halberd, and hung it on his back.
Yan Xiaowu crossed his chest with his hands, raised his chin, and looked away.
Yan Xiaoqi threw herself into Qingge's arms, wiping all her snot and tears on Qingge's body.
Others around him were shocked that Yan Xiaowu, who had always been a self-centered person, actually listened to Qing Ge's words.
Seeing this, Yan Houyong changed from his usual simple and honest nature, and a ruthless look flashed across his eyes.
Grandpa nodded happily. It seemed that it was a very correct decision to hand over Yan Xiaowu to Ye Qingge.
Grandpa is smiling.
"Grandpa seems to be in a good mood?" Yong Yesheng took a sip of sweet wine.
"There are many children and grandchildren in the house, and the Yan family is full of talents. How can you be in a bad mood?" Grandpa said.
Yongyesheng’s eyes are secretive.
Among the many aristocratic families who came to Yan Mansion today, only the Qin family did not come.
Qingge cut off the Qin family leader's arm, and the Qin family hated Qingge deeply.
After Qingge entered the Yan family, this matter was beyond Yong Yesheng's control. She had to ask her grandfather.
"Grandpa, it's time to open the Qiankun Monument." Yan Shicheng walked to his side, bowed and said.
Grandpa stood up, holding a golden toad crutch. She straightened her back and looked around, "Today is a great day for my Yan Mansion to open the Qiankun Monument. Everyone knows that the opening of the Qiankun Monument means that those who have the opportunity will be passed on.
, the Qiankun Monument is full of spiritual energy and has great power. As for how far you can cultivate and how much power you can inherit, it is all a matter of good fortune, and you are the ones who have witnessed the good fortune together with me."
To open the Qiankun Monument, you need a Shadow Guard.
"Qingge, go and open the Qiankun Monument." Grandpa smiled.
Everyone was stunned, why did the grandfather let Ye Qingge open the Qiankun Monument?
Yong Yesheng looked at his grandfather with a smile in his eyes.
Yan Fuping narrowed his eyes and clenched his hands into fists.
Qingge nodded and took out the phoenix fan in front of everyone's eyes.
The phoenix fan is made of jade. Under the scorching sun and the green sun shining, the phoenix fan is shining with the light of colored glaze.
The moment the phoenix fan appeared in everyone's eyes, the wind passed by silently, and a needle could be heard. There was silence between heaven and earth, except for the sound of air-conditioning being sucked in one after another.
Everyone in Luohua City knows how powerful and powerful the Yan family's shadow guards are. The grandfather created the shadow guards and found someone to make a unique phoenix fan. He established the rules that the holder of the phoenix fan is the master of the shadow guards.
Now, this phoenix fan that dominates the shadow guards is actually among the Ye Qing singers.
Many people in the Yan family were stunned and in disbelief.
Especially Yan Houyong and Yan Shicheng. For ten years, they have been fighting openly and secretly with constant disputes, just to get the phoenix fan. How could they make wedding dresses for others?
The two of them were unwilling to give up and had nowhere to vent their anger. Since it was Grandpa's decision, they couldn't go to Grandpa.
Qingge stood in the center of the martial arts training ground, dressed in purple, noble and graceful, dignified and elegant, as cold as cold.
With a snap sound, she opened the phoenix fan, and the dazzling light shone like jade.
"Open the Qiankun Monument." Qingge opened her thin lips and whispered.
Suddenly, black shadows wandered between the sky and the earth, and there were many afterimages. Hundreds of shadow guards moved back and forth around Qing Ge, criss-crossed, and drew a formation on the martial arts training ground. The center of the formation was Qing Ge.