Longdu Ye family.

As the head of the Ye family, Ye Wuxie can't sleep all night tonight.

His son and daughter were bringing the people from Shushan Jianmen to make the entire dragon turn upside down. I am afraid that everyone in the entire dragon capital will know it.

Looking at the thick moonlight outside the window and the earth-shaking giant sword, Ye Wuxie's mood improved a lot.

Perhaps the Ye family did not take action in this dispute in Longdu, but it does not mean that they have no intention of competing.

Now Long Xia's attitude is very ambiguous. Seeing the Wang family and the Wei family withdrawing from the stage one after another, if they can also take down the Chu family, they may be able to draw the turmoil.

The Ye family can also completely confirm its identity as the first family in Longdu.

Thinking of this, Ye Wuxie's mood became more and more wonderful, and he said loudly to the old servant who had been with him for more than ten years:

"Lao Fang, hurry up and take out the good wine I hid in the wine cellar, have a drink with me, and wait for good news from Chen'er and the others."

"Okay, head of the family." Lao Fang nodded and turned to the wine cellar.

Ye Wuxie pulled the curtains up and began to play the black gold records he had collected for a long time, enjoying the wonderful time.

A feeling of strategizing thousands of miles away made him feel a little fluttered and no longer pay attention to everything that happened outside the window—

In his opinion, it was already a destined result of success, defeat, and defeat.

The Chu family has no future.

But as time passed, Ye Wuxie discovered that Lao Fang had never returned, and there was a panicked cry outside the door, as if someone had fallen tonight.

Ye Wuxie made an instinctive inference: it must be the arrogant boy of the Chu family who was killed by the masters of Shushan Sword Sect.

"What a pity, another genius disappeared into the world tonight."

Ten minutes, twenty minutes, thirty minutes.

Lao Fang never came back, and I don’t know if it was because he wasted time by admiring the century-long showdown outside the window.

However, when the door opened again, Ye Wuxie saw his concern for his daughter, Ye Ziling.

Although Ye Ziling had found a place to clean up the filth on her body at this moment, it was still difficult to cover up the panic on her face and the undry tears.

"Zi Ling, why are you..."

Ye Wuxie, immersed in the joy of the superiors, was suddenly pulled back to reality, as if he fell from heaven to hell in an instant.

He asked his daughter anxiously: "Zi Ling, tell me about it quickly, what happened? Why are you back by yourself? Where is Chen'er?"

Unexpectedly, Ye Ziling actually knelt down on the ground with a plop, with a heavy fear flashing in her eyes.

Tears burst out in an instant. She cried and told Ye Wuxie that her helplessness was: "Dad, Su Feng killed the master of Shushan Sword Sect, and even his brother could not escape his vicious hand..."

Listening to his daughter's crying, Ye Wuxie felt a layer of blood rushing into his brain instantly, and the scene in front of him became more and more blurred.

After a long period of trance and dizziness, Ye Wuxie staggered to hold the table and rubbed his painful temples with difficulty, but his mind was still blank.

After a long time, he slowly spoke, "Zi Ling, what you said is not true, right? You should be joking with your father, are you?"

Obviously, such a huge amount of information could not be accepted by him, and he even began to feel that his daughter said this deliberately in order to keep it a secret.


Chapter completed!