Huo Jian's expression was consistent, and then he said sarcastically: "Grandpa, can we just let it go?"
"Can you think a little longer and think about how much impact this matter will have on us?"
Huo Dongping looked annoyed. Ye Bufan's victory completely broke his previous plan, and endless troubles followed.
Huo Jian was a little stunned and asked doubtfully: "Grandpa, if that kid wins, he wins. It doesn't have much to do with us, does it? Can it still threaten us?"
"At least he doesn't have the courage to attack us now, but we no longer have the strength to kill him."
"Isn't this enough? The worst we can do is go back to the Heavenly Palace. What else can he do to us?"
"You idiot, can't you have some brains?"
Huo Dongping glared at him fiercely, "Have you forgotten the 10 billion bet you made before? Now it's all over!"
As the saying goes, the poor in culture and the rich in martial arts, as martial arts practitioners, consume a huge amount of money every day. If they don't have money, they will not have the ability to purchase a large amount of resources for practice.
"I……"
Huo Jian suddenly felt like a bucket of cold water was poured on his head, and then he remembered that he had suppressed the entire Qingmu Sword Sect's family. Now that Ye Bufan had won a great victory, it meant that he had lost all his money.
"Damn Ye Bufan, why did he win, why didn't he die? Now all our money is gone!"
This guy gritted his teeth, and the hatred in his heart increased even more.
"The money issue is only one aspect, and there is also the face we have lost this time."
Huo Dongping said, "This time we came to the secular world on behalf of the Heavenly Palace, and have accomplished nothing so far. We have also allowed Yunxia Mountain to do whatever we want. If the palace owner holds us accountable, how should we explain this?"
"this……"
As a dude who grew up in a greenhouse, Huo Jian was at a loss when he heard what his grandfather said.
"Grandpa, you have to find a way!"
"What's the fuss about? Isn't that what I was thinking about?"
Huo Dongping said angrily, then put his hands behind his back and walked around the room like Situ Changkong before.
After a while, he suddenly stopped and a glint flashed in his eyes.
Huo Jian asked eagerly: "How is it? Grandpa, is there any way?"
Huo Dongping nodded: "The best way to solve this problem is to kill Ye Bufan.
As long as he dies, not only will our great revenge be avenged, but when the palace master asks, we can find any excuse to excuse him without having to worry about being exposed later.
We can even change this matter and say it is the Yunxia Mountain we retreated from."
Huo Jian said worriedly: "Grandpa, this doesn't seem to work, after all there are so many people watching."
"What's the use? They can't enter the Heavenly Palace, and they can't see the Palace Master at all." Huo Dongping said, "And the Palace Master, most of them are practicing in seclusion on weekdays, and it is unlikely that they will leave the palace. This matter
If the matter is hidden, it will pass."
"But grandpa, and those two old guys Situ Changkong, I'm afraid they won't be able to keep our secrets by then."
Huo Dongping looked gloomy: "The top priority is to kill Ye Bufan. Everything else is easy to handle. At most, I can find a chance to erase their memories."
Huo Jian said: "Grandpa, how about a sneak attack and kill him by surprise."
"This won't work!" Huo Dongping shook his head, "That kid is very strong and can kill even the emperor's powerful ones. Who knows how much strength and means he has hidden, even if he is assassinating, he is not completely sure.
Once it fails, the consequences will be disastrous."
"Since sneak attack doesn't work, there seems to be no other way."
"Of course, we can borrow the knife to kill people." Huo Dongping's eyes flashed with a hint of cunning, "I don't believe that no matter how strong he is, he can be stronger than the Heavenly Palace and the palace owner."
Huo Jian was confused when he heard this: "Grandpa, what do you mean? How could the palace master help us kill Ye Bufan?"
"It's impossible to be normal, but we can think of some ways..."
Huo Dongping lowered his voice and explained his plan.
Huo Jian said nervously: "Grandpa, is this possible?"
"As long as we are careful, it is completely feasible, and as of now, there is no better way."
After Huo Dongping finished speaking, he walked towards the door and said, "Let's go without further ado. Once Ye returns, we won't be able to take action."
After saying that, the grandfather and grandson left Xuanyuan Pavilion together and rushed towards the eldest grandson's house.
In a villa in Changsun's manor, Ouyang Lan and Changsun Dongju were sitting together and chatting. She was wearing a sweater and said, "Why is the house so quiet today?
I don’t know where Xiaofan and the others have gone, I always feel like this kid is hiding something from us."
Regarding today's fight, Ye Bufan did not tell the two old men in order to avoid worrying them.
"Sister, there's no need to worry. The children will always have their own things to be busy with when they grow up." Changsun Dongju's mentality was very peaceful. "Our son is so powerful now and can handle many things well on his own, so we don't need to worry.
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Ouyang Lan nodded: "Yes, we can't help much even if we want to."
As soon as she finished speaking, a very abrupt voice sounded next to her.
"Don't say that, you two are still useful."
Ouyang Lan turned around and saw that an old man and a young man appeared in their room.
The two of them were immediately startled, knowing that Changsun's family was heavily guarded, especially the villa building where the two of them lived, which was even more tightly guarded, making it impossible for strangers to enter.
Changsun Dongju stood up and asked: "Who are you? Who let you in? What do you want to do?"
"What are we going to do? We should ask your good son." Huo Jian looked at the two men fiercely and said, "Tell me, which of you is Ye Bufan's mother?"
"I am!"
Sensing the malice in the other person's words, Ouyang Lan and Changsun Dongju rushed to answer, not wanting the other person to be hurt.
Huo Jian's expression darkened: "There are still people who can snatch this kind of thing. Honestly, who is it?"
"I am, I am Xiaofan's mother!"
As Ouyang Lan spoke, she winked at Changsun Dongju, signaling the other party not to argue with her.
How could the eldest grandson Dongju be willing to let her suffer on her behalf? She quickly said: "No, no, she is just an adoptive mother. I am Ye Bufan's biological mother. If you have anything to say, tell me."
"Damn, there really are two mothers." Huo Jian looked at Huo Dongping, "Grandpa, which one should we take?"
"Let's take them together."
After Huo Dongping finished speaking, he flicked his fingers and used two finger winds in succession to seal the acupuncture points of Changsun Dongju and Ouyang Lan.
Then he and Huo Jian each picked up one and left the room with the two of them.
"Stop!"
They had just arrived in the courtyard when a nun holding a long sword blocked their way. It was Master Aoba.
Master Qingye has been staying at Changsun's house to practice, taking into account the safety of Ouyang Lan and Changsun Dongju. He just heard something wrong and immediately came over to check, and bumped into Huo Dongping and his grandson.
"Get out of here!"
Huo Dongping just waved his sleeves, and with a violent force, Master Qingye flew dozens of meters away. He fainted after a mouthful of blood spurted out.
There is no way, the gap in cultivation between the two people is really too big.
Huo Dongping didn't even look at it, then he grabbed Ouyang Lan and jumped into the air. Huo Jian followed closely with his eldest son Dongju, and disappeared from sight in the blink of an eye.
