Under the villa, Yue Yao stood proudly.

Above the stunning face, there is majesty and coldness.

At this time, Yue Yao was not as gentle and obedient as she was by Ye Fan before.

Now she is the successor of the new generation of Tianshi Taoism and a desperate person who bears deep hatred for the sea of ​​blood.

From then on, peace and joy will be just a luxury for her.

Since her teacher passed away, she fled everywhere.

Until, he was taken in by Ye Fan.

Of course, in addition to studying medical skills and poison skills, Yue Yao is also secretly looking for the surviving senior brothers of Tianshidao.

Especially when his teacher sat down, eighteen disciples passed down, nine of them died in battle to protect the old master.

In other words, there are nine more surviving in the world.

Therefore, Yueyao has been secretly looking for them over the years.

Until a few days ago, at the Jiangbei auction, the last senior brother of his classmates was finally found by Yue Yao.

The black jade magic plate that Ye Fan had photographed before was made by his fellow disciple.

"Senior brothers, you don't have to be too polite. You don't have to be called a master of heaven."

"I said that if I don't kill Fentian, I will not take over as the Tianshi."

When the old master passed away, he passed the Master's ring to Yue Yao.

For other fellow disciples, this is naturally equivalent to the old master passing the position of the head to Yue Yao.

But Yue Yao was reluctant to take over.

If she always insists on her, she will not be able to control the Heavenly Master if she does not avenge her great revenge.

"But the junior sister..."

There are still people in the audience who advised you again.

But Yue Yao immediately interrupted their words: "Dear brothers, don't say any extra words."

"We'd better do the serious business first."

"Get off quickly."

Yue Yao said calmly.

Then, he walked down the steps and walked out of the villa.

"Little junior sister, don't you bring the one inside?"

"Although this person's aura is hidden, he seems to be a strong martial arts master."

"Bring him with you may be a great help to our great cause of revenge."

"Maybe our chance of survival can increase the Dao by 50%.

Among these people, someone obviously noticed the faint aura in the villa.

Although they were as thin as a dragon, the sharpness and sharpness hidden under the breath made them feel scared.

They were sure that the one inside must be a powerful man with extraordinary strength.

Yue Yao looked back, but shook her head.

"Revenge is a matter of our Tianshidao and has nothing to do with him."

"We are not qualified to let him risk his life to help us."

"Besides, the burden on him is already very heavy."

Yue Yao whispered.

There was a hint of reluctance and nostalgia among the eyebrows and eyes, and it flashed away.

After that, they did not stay again.

A group of people turned around and disappeared into the night.

At this time, the Meng Family Manor, ten miles away, was full of lights, as bright as daytime.

The courtyard was crowded with people.

A large number of figures gathered wildly.

I don’t know how long it took, and everyone gathered together.

Meng Wanjun, who was located in the front, roared at the Meng clan below the stage: "My Meng family has accumulated over several generations and has a century of foundation."

"Our ancestors have created countless glory with their hard-working hands and also written countless heroic stories."

"But no matter how high our Meng family's career is or how far we go, there has always been a mountain hanging over the heads of our Meng family for the past century."

"From the moment I did not succeed as the head of the Meng family, I was in a huge sense of crisis at all times."

"Yes, I believe everyone has guessed it."

"This mountain is the Zhang family!"

"He is like a sword hanging in the throat of our Meng family."

"No one knows that one day the Meng family is in a bad mood and will stab the sword."

"It's been one hundred years, I've lived enough of such a worried life."

"And I don't want my juniors and descendants to continue to live like me in the shadow of the Zhang family."

"So, tonight, I will announce it."

"The war against the Zhang family has begun!"

"Please believe me, all tribe members."

"I, Meng Wanjun, will definitely lead everyone to completely move the Zhang family, a mountain that has been blocked by my Meng family for a hundred years!"

Meng Wanjun's majestic words seemed to have special magic.

For a moment, the entire Meng family was in anger and shouted together.

"war!"

"war!"

"war!"

.....

The word "war" is like thunder explodes.

From this moment on, the long-awaited Jiangbei finally set off a rare battle between wealthy families.

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Lu Family Villa.

When Ye Fan woke up, it was Bai Yu.

The light and shadow outside are blurred.

The bright sunshine shines through the fine blinds.

It fell on the ground, like white running water.

Quiet and peaceful.

Until, the moment Ye Fan's eyes opened.

All the silence here broke out in an uproar.

The original quiet sky at this moment was like boiling water, rolling wildly, gathering and rising.

A hundred meters away, the passers-by stopped and looked up after feeling the movement.

"Mom, look!"

"The clouds have fallen?"

A six-year-old child pointed to the direction of the sky and asked in surprise.

Passers-by next to them all looked up at the distance, screaming and exclaiming: "My God!"

"What is that?"

"Is it a tornado?"

The pedestrians passing by were almost crazy.

Everyone looked ahead in disbelief.

I saw that there was a storm.
To be continued...