There can only be one living between Yan Houyong and Yan Xiaowu.
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 the grandfather’s intention.
The grandfather was extremely disappointed with Yan Shicheng and the other two. If they were obsessed with it, they would have to die.
Yan Shibing is not the blood of the Yan family.
Yan Yan lacks talent.
Once Yan Houyong dies, his grandfather will cultivate Yan Xiaowu.
Although Yan Houyong did not admit it, Yan Xiaowu had the blood of the Yan family flowing, which was enough.
Grandpa knew that Qingge did not love the power of the Yan family, and she and Qingge were just using each other.
The grandfather wanted the Yan family to be prosperous, and Qingge wanted to reach the peak, and the two hit it off.
Qingge looked at Yan Xiaowu in complexity. Before she knew it, Yan Xiaowu had a heavy burden on her shoulders, maybe she didn't know it yet.
Yan Xiaowu was eating happily. When he occasionally looked at Yan Houyong, a sharp light flashed and fleeting.
Yan Houyong heard that he wanted to hand over the power to Yan Xiaowu, his heart sank.
He looked at Yan Xiaowu, and Yan Xiaowu grinned, showing murderous intent in his eyes.
"What if I don't agree?" Yan Houyong asked.
Qingge beat the table with his fingers rhythmically, "Then go and accompany his second uncle."
The singer's wrist deflected, the phoenix fan rotated in his hand, and the shadow guard outside the house was ready to move, ready to go.
Yan Houyong felt humiliated, but had to surrender.
"If you want it, take it." Yan Houyong said.
Now, it is better to save your life.
"I'm going to rest on the road, you guys continue to eat." Qingge got up and left. After she left the main hall, all the shadow guards around the house disappeared. Yan Houyong breathed a sigh of relief, and when he looked up, his eyes were filled with hatred.
"Father, let's stop here." After everyone left, Yan Yan walked to Yan Houyong and said, "The situation is over, and all struggles are in vain. Why do you have to fight for the power of the Yan family?"
"Eat something outside!" Yan Hou bravely slapped, fierce and fierce, his eyes flushed, "Yan Xiaowu's murderous intention is gone. As long as she has the chance, I will die. Do you know? Ye Qingge and her are in the same group. If these two people don't solve it, I will be unable to sleep or eat. Yan'er, Dad is only you, your daughter, you have to be by my side. The second son is in the fire prison, and we must find a way to save him. If we can't save it, we can only deal with Ye Qingge, Ye Qingge, Yan Xiaowu, and the grandfather, all the annoying people are dead, and you and I will have a day to stand out."
Yan Yan opened his eyes wide and looked at Yan Houyong in disbelief.
Yan Houyong said Ye Qingge, she could understand Yan Xiaowu, but the grandfather was his mother, how could he do this?
Can power and anger really blind people's eyes?
Yan Yan's hair was disordered and a dark red slap appeared on his cheeks.
She felt that Yan Houyong was already crazy.
When a person loses his mind and loses his conscience, what is the difference between it and a devil and beast?
"Yan'er, remember, you are a great man. In the future, you will take charge of the phoenix fan and unify the Yan Mansion. Ye Qingge and others are just stepping stones for you." Yan Houyong said.
"Dad, Ye Qingge is the daughter of Aunt Bitong. Her strength and talent are obvious to all. The Yan family will get better and better in her hands. Xiao Wu is not bad in nature. If you hadn't insisted on killing her mother, how could she want your life?" Yan Yan said.
At least in the past, Yan Xiaowu didn't like Yan Houyong, but he never thought of taking Yan Houyong's life in the past.
After his mother died, Yan Xiaowu kept in mind Yan Houyong's head.
"Dad, after the hunt, the master will come to pick me up and go to the weapon refining union to practice. I don't want to stay in the Yan family anymore." She didn't want to watch this battle of gunpowder.
Upon hearing this, Yan Houyong's face changed drastically, his eyes were dead, "You are going to the weapon refining union? Have you discussed this with me? I am your father. How could you make a decision without authorization? Yan Xiaowu's mother is just a slut who has torn shoes and has thousands of people sleeping. If she hadn't insisted on giving birth to Yan Xiaowu, how could the Yan family have more harm?"
"Dad, please take care of yourself." Yan Yan left.
Yan Houyong grabbed Yan Yan's wrist and said, "Don't leave."
Yan Yan turned around and looked at Yan Houyong. Yan Houyong looked like a dead pig. He looked at Yan Yan deeply and said, "You will participate in this hunting ground, right?"
"Do you want me to attack 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 her eyes were silent.
After walking a little further, she turned around and looked into the room. Yan Hou sat at the table with courage, his eyes wide open, his eyes wide open.
Yan Yan sighed.
The bystander is the most sober.
She doesn't want to become a person like Yan Houyong.
But she didn't want Yan Houyong to die.
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In Youlan Courtyard, Qingge was reading alchemy books, his brows were tightly frowning, and his brain hurt so much.
Fortunately, she saw a lot of it.
Qingge wants to divide all his time into practice and alchemy.
Yan Xiaowu lay beside him and looked at a miscellaneous book. Qingge subconsciously glanced at him, and his eyes almost fell out.
Book title—
On the 100 ways to eat phoenix eggs.
Qingge: "..." She really couldn't figure it out and couldn't figure it out. How boring is it that she could write such a book.
Qingge thought, maybe the person who writes books is probably the same as Yan Xiaowu, and he is a top foodie.
Yan Xiaowu stretched, looked at Qingge sadly, and swallowed his saliva. The phoenix egg in the realm of nothingness seemed to be able to detect danger, trembled, rolled a few times, looking for a sense of security in the corner of the Nine Dragon Throne.
After a moment, Yan Yu 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 is hot, and when the body was discovered, part of it had rotted. It is said that it was killed by the backlash of spiritual fire when refining the weapon."
"It should be damned, too." Qingge said.
Yan Yu's expression changed drastically, and his eyes glared, "What?" He suspected that he had heard it wrong.
Qingge smiled and said, "Life and death have fate, wealth and honor are in heaven."
Feng Qingyang did not die of refining weapons, but was taken away by the guardians of the Nine Realms.
The Guardian of the Nine Realms is really a perfect match. He can even make corpses, and use this to deceive the world.
Thinking of the guardian of the Nine Realms, a cold light flashed in Qingge's eyes.
"Miss Ye, Grandpa is welcome." Grandpa's personal maid appeared outside the door and knocked on the door.
Qingge got up and walked towards his grandfather's residence.
Walking to the threshold, Qingge turned around and looked at Yan Yu, "Brother Ninth, there are nine floors this day, one layer higher than the other."
Qingge left in the sunshine.
Yan Yu looked at Qingge's back and thought about Qingge's words just now.
Yan Yu pursed his lips tightly.
This statement must have a deep meaning. Is it related to Feng Qingyang?
"Nine-layer Heaven? Will the phoenix eggs on the Nine-layer Heaven be more delicious?" Yan Xiaowu suddenly said.
Yan Yu: "..." The rare cultural atmosphere he brewed was completely ruined by Yan Xiaowu's words.