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Chapter 162 anger

boom!

Ye Hengjiang retreated quickly, broke through the wall and retreated into his backyard.

Although the demon monster can stop the master of refining the gods, its own strength is not as good as it is after all. It is good at defense but not good at offense, so it is difficult to stop Ye Hengjiang.

"You stop these two, I will chase them."

Qin Yang gave an order and walked out of the hole created by Ye Hengjiang. His figure flashed and he followed closely.

The sound of howling wind passed by his ears, Qin Yang took a step closer than three feet, and hurriedly broke into the backyard of Ye Mansion.

At this time, on the huge lake in the backyard, Ye Hengjiang stood on the rockery in the lake, holding the Canglang Sword tightly in his hand. His tiger eyes were old but not dull, but they were sharper than those of young people. He stared closely at

Looking at the figure from far to near.

"call--"

Qin Yang, dressed in windy clothes, suddenly appeared by the lake. His eyes swept around, and finally looked at the figure on the rockery, "Zhou thought you were going to leave the whole family and run away, but you didn't expect to find a burial place with a pleasant scenery."

place."

"There is no one else here, Qin Yang, so why do you pretend to be crazy or stupid? You are Qin Yang of the Mo family, the nephew of Lin Tiange. If nothing happens, you will still be one of the nine fortune tellers in the future."

Ye Hengjiang said: "I know your identity, just as you have guessed what I have done."

"It seems that you have indeed taken refuge in Daxuan," Qin Yang said after a slight silence, "From the appearance of the dish just now, I know that you have a close relationship with Daxuan. The cooking method of that fried pork with cabbage is special.

The seasonings that need to be specially made were specially researched by my senior sister.

Apart from people from my master's sect, the only people who know how to make that dish are the six Daxuan sects who sent me my senior sister."

Thinking of the senior sister who had been with him for ten years, Qin Yang felt a little stir in his heart, 'Senior sister, senior sister, I didn't expect that you just went and plotted against me.'

He had made mistakes twice in his life due to his own reasons. One was when he accidentally broke up the one-on-one conversation with his senior sister, and the other time was when his traces were exposed due to such a dish.

Originally, Qin Yang wanted to get close to the Ye family and stare at Ye Hengjiang to find the enemy. Unexpectedly, he was stillborn before he even got close because of this mistake.

Ye Hengjiang, or the person who gave Ye Hengjiang advice, really knew him very well.

Thinking of this, Qin Yang's murderous intention became deeper and deeper.

"Can you tell me why you took refuge in Daxuan? You should know that once this is exposed, your reputation will be ruined." Qin Yang tightened his palm slightly, and the broken marble in his hand transformed from the form of the Snow Drinking Knife into the Five Poison White Bone Sword.

"Of course I know that once you are exposed, your reputation will be ruined, but compared to a breakthrough and longevity, ruined reputation is nothing."

Ye Hengjiang laughed loudly, his beard and hair fluttering, "I have been working on my reputation all my life, but when I got old, I found that my reputation was useless. When I got old, my energy was not as good as before. I have three children. Although the eldest and second child are talented, they will never be able to excel in martial arts.

There are great achievements.

The third child is not low in talent, but he indulges in women and fails to live up to his talent. When I die, all my business in this life will be in vain."

"In this case, what's the use of this reputation and this inheritance?"

Ye Hengjiang's gray beard and hair turned black, and the wrinkles on his face were gradually smoothed, making him seem to be thirty years younger.

He has a tall and straight figure and exudes compelling energy. If Ye Hengjiang was an old dog that was about to grow old, now he is a wolf in its prime.

"If I break through to God Refining, I can live for another hundred years. In these hundred years, I can create another Ye family. What use do you think I have for this reputation?"

Ye Hengjiang seemed to have been holding these words in his heart, and now he just spit them out in one breath. His words were impassioned and his mood fluctuated violently.

Giving up a lifetime of business is easy to say, but if you really want to do it, how can you not feel regretful in your heart? After all, this is Ye Hengjiang's life's hard work.

"Really? Since you think it's useless, then I'll give it up for you." Qin Yang said lightly.

A low and eerie sound of the flute sounded, and a figure holding a sword dragged a corpse slowly from the direction of the back room. The man holding the sword was named "Ye Zhaonan", and the one being dragged was his eldest brother.

Lan Lingsheng followed Ye Zhaonan, blowing the strange flute sound to guide the dazed Ye Zhaonan forward step by step.

When they reached the entrance to the backyard, the sound of the flute stopped, and Ye Zhaonan stopped with a dull expression. Lan Lingsheng rubbed his lips, which were numb from playing for a long time, and cursed: "The person named Zhou really manipulated me to death, okay?"

You easily got rid of Lu Zhongming and asked me to bring Ye Zhaonan to kill people. You really treated me like an animal."

Even though he said this, Lan Lingsheng still shouted very honestly: "I brought the person here."

"Boss, and the third child, Qin Yang, you!" Ye Hengjiang became angry when he saw the person coming.

Ye Zhaonan, the third child who had caused trouble for him, was indeed controlled by someone, while Ye Chenyun, the eldest brother, had no breath at all, and it was obvious that he had lost his life.

Although he has decided to let go of the past, if he can avoid being exposed, Ye Hengjiang will naturally not mind continuing to be his Mr. Ye. And letting go of the past does not mean that he will also let go of his son.

"'Canglang Sword Technique', I am also very familiar with it. The sword is like a big wave, and the heart is like still water. This is the basis of 'Canglang Sword Technique'. You are waiting for me here because you want to take advantage of the advantage of this place to give full play to 'Canglang Sword Technique'"

'The greatest power, and he also builds up his sword power while talking. Do you think I can't see it?"

Qin Yang sneered and said: "Since we want to break it off, we must break it off completely. Mr. Ye, if you can't let go of your son, then let us break it off for you. Lan Lingsheng."

"I managed to control him with great difficulty." Lan Lingsheng muttered.

Unlike the mental control used in other mind-control secret techniques, Lan Lingsheng's method of controlling Ye Zhaonan belongs to the physical level.

Just like he used the sound of the flute to stimulate hormones, now Lan Lingsheng is regulating the hormone balance in Ye Zhaonan's body to achieve the purpose of using the body to influence the brain.

This method takes a long time and requires a lot of effort. Lan Lingsheng is really reluctant to waste this effort.

But who is it that Qin Yang is his boss now and controls his life?

Lan Lingsheng slowly blew the jade flute, and the controlled Ye Zhaonan moved in response, with the long sword in his hand turned upside down and placed across his neck.

"laugh--"

Blood spattered, and Ye Zhaonan killed himself without expression, ending his life.

When he fell, he seemed to have regained his consciousness, and his eyes faced Ye Hengjiang in the distance, leaving behind a look of remorse or sadness.

"Qin Yang!" Ye Hengjiang was so angry that his hair exploded with so much energy that his black hair returned to flying freely.

"Now, can you still maintain your calm mind?" Qin Yang said with a smile.
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