Between Yan Houyong and Yan Xiaowu, only one can survive.
Yan Xiaowu is a murderer. Her world is only life and death, frost, wind, snow and rain.
From the moment Yan Xiaowu appeared, Qingge understood his grandfather's intention.
My grandfather was extremely disappointed with Yan Shicheng and the two of them. If they persisted in their obsession, they would be dead.
Yan Shibing is not of Yan family blood.
Yan Yan is not talented enough.
Once Yan Houyong dies, his grandfather will nurture Yan Xiaowu.
Although Yan Houyong doesn't admit it, Yan Xiaowu has the blood of the Yan family in his body, which is enough.
Grandpa knew that Qingge was not in love with the power of the Yan family, and she and Qingge were just using each other.
The grandfather wanted the Yan family to prosper, Qingge wanted to reach the top, and the two hit it off.
Qingge looked at Yan Xiaowu complicatedly. Unknowingly, Yan Xiaowu already had a heavy burden on his shoulders. Maybe she didn't know it yet.
Yan Xiaowu was eating happily, and when he occasionally looked at Yan Houyong, a sharp light flashed across his face and disappeared briefly.
Yan Houyong's heart sank suddenly when he heard that he was going to hand over the power to Yan Xiaowu.
He looked at Yan Xiaowu, who grinned with murderous intent in his eyes.
"What if I don't agree?" Yan Houyong asked.
Qingge tapped her fingers rhythmically on the table, "Then go and accompany your second uncle."
Qingge deflected her wrist, the phoenix fan rotated in her hand, and the shadow guards outside the house were ready to move, ready to attack.
Yan Houyong felt humiliated, but had to give in.
"If you want it, just take it." Yan Houyong said.
At this point, it's better to save your life.
"I'm in a hurry on the road. I'm going to rest. You guys continue to eat." Qingge stood up and left. After she left the main hall, all the shadow guards surrounding the house disappeared. Yan Houyong breathed a sigh of relief. When he raised his head, his eyes were full of hatred.
"Father, let's stop here." After everyone left, Yan Yan walked up to Yan Houyong and said, "The situation is over. All struggles are in vain. Why do we have to fight for the power of the Yan family?"
"Eat everything inside and out!" Yan Hou slapped her fiercely, with a fierce look and red eyes, "Yan Xiaowu has no murderous intention. As long as she has a chance, I will die. Do you know? Ye Qingge and her are the same.
Man, if these two people are not resolved, I will have trouble sleeping and eating. Yan'er, dad only has you as a daughter. You have to stay with me. The second brother is in the fire prison. We must find a way to save him. If we can't save him,
, we can only deal with Ye Qingge, Ye Qingge, Yan Xiaowu, Grandpa and all these unsightly people, so that you and I can stand out."
Yan Yan opened her eyes wide and looked at Yan Houyong in disbelief.
Yan Houyong said Ye Qingge, Yan Xiaowu could understand it, but Grandpa was his mother, how could he be like this?
Can power and anger really blind people?
Yan Yan's hair was messy, and a deep red slap mark appeared on his cheek.
She felt that Yan Houyong had gone crazy.
When a person loses his mind and conscience, what is the difference between him and the devil and beast?
"Yan'er, remember, you are a person of great power. In the future, you will be in charge of the Phoenix Fan and unify the Yan Mansion. People like Ye Qingge are just stepping stones for you." Yan Houyong said.
"Dad, Ye Qingge is the daughter of Aunt Bi Tong. Her strength and talent are obvious to all. The Yan family will get better and better in her hands. Xiao Wu's nature is not bad. If you hadn't insisted on killing her mother, she would have done it again.
How could I want your life?" Yan Yan said.
At least in the past, Yan Xiaowu didn't like Yan Houyong, but he never thought about taking Yan Houyong's life.
After his mother died, Yan Xiaowu always remembered Yan Houyong's head.
"Dad, after the hunting, the master will come to pick me up to practice in the Weapon Refining Guild. I don't want to stay in the Yan family anymore." She didn't want to watch this battle of gunfire.
Hearing this, Yan Houyong's face changed drastically and his eyes became dead, "You want to go to the Weapon Refining Guild? Have you discussed this matter with me? I am your father, how can you make the decision on such a big matter without authorization? Yan Xiaowu
My mother is just a slut who sleeps with thousands of people. If she hadn’t insisted on giving birth to Yan Xiaowu, how could the Yan family be in trouble?"
"Dad, just take care of yourself." Yan Yan left.
Yan Houyong grabbed Yan Yan's wrist and said, "Don't leave."
Yan Yan looked back at Yan Houyong. Yan Houyong looked like a dead pig. He looked deeply at Yan Yan and said, "You will participate in this hunting ground, right?"
"You want me to do something to Ye Qingge? Dad, I can't do it." Yan Yan took off Yan Houyong's hand and walked out quickly.
She covered her face and looked silently.
After walking a little further, she turned back and looked into the room. Yan Hou was sitting at the table in despair, with his eyes wide open and full of anger.
Yan Yan sighed.
Bystanders are the most sober.
She doesn't want to become someone like Yan Houyong.
However, she also did not hope that Yan Houyong would die.
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In Orchid Courtyard, Qingge was reading an alchemy book, her brows furrowed tightly, her head hurting terribly.
Fortunately, she saw a lot.
Qing Ge wants to divide all his time into cultivation and alchemy.
Yan Xiaowu was lying on the side, reading a miscellaneous book. Qing Ge glanced at it subconsciously, and his eyeballs almost fell out.
Book title——
On one hundred ways to eat phoenix eggs.
Qingge: "..." She really couldn't figure it out and couldn't understand how boring a person could be to write such a book.
Qingge thought, maybe the person who wrote the book is probably a top foodie like Yan Xiaowu.
Yan Xiaowu stretched out, looked at Qingge sadly, and swallowed his saliva. The phoenix egg in the realm of nothingness seemed to be aware of the danger. It trembled and rolled a few times. On the Kowloon throne
Find safety in corners.
After a while, Hell walked in.
"Brother Ninth?" Qingge put down the alchemy book.
"Qingge, something happened." Yan Yu said.
"What's up?"
"Master Feng Qingyang is dead," Yan Yu said. "The weather was very hot. When the body was found, it was already partially decomposed. It is said that he died from the backlash of spiritual fire while refining the weapon."
"It's time to die." Qingge said.
Yan Yu's expression changed drastically and his eyes widened, "What?" He suspected that he heard wrongly.
Qingge smiled lightly and said: "Life and death are destiny, wealth and honor are in heaven."
Feng Qingyang did not die while refining the weapon, but was taken away by the guardian of the Nine Realms.
The Guardian of the Nine Realms is so impeccable that he can even make a corpse and use it to deceive the world.
Thinking of the guardian of the nine realms, a cold light flashed in Qingge's eyes.
"Miss Ye, Grandpa has invited me." Grandpa's personal maid appeared outside the door and knocked lightly.
Qing Ge stood up and walked towards his grandfather's residence.
Walking to the threshold, Qingge looked back at Yan Yu, "Brother Ninth, there are nine floors in the sky, and each floor is higher than the previous one."
Qingge stepped on the sunshine and left.
Yan Yu looked at Qingge's back and thought about what Qingge had just said.
Yan Yu pursed his lips.
These words must have a deep meaning. Is it related to Feng Qingyang?
"Nine levels of heaven? Would the phoenix eggs on the nine levels of heaven be more delicious?" Yan Xiaowu suddenly asked.
Yan Yu: "..." The cultural atmosphere he had rarely cultivated was completely ruined by Yan Xiaowu's words.