A person is called not a human being, so should he feel proud or sad? No matter what Chen Yuyang thinks now, Maggie Song and Black Widow are already quiet and unable to extricate themselves from anxiety. Assassination of He Yuanxiu was a forced one.

Things. The Black Widow Killer Group was originally an unknown small organization. Now that they assassinated He Yuanxiu, they will soon become famous in Jinghua. However, the trouble that followed was also caused by them that caused them great headaches, which could be said to be quite troublesome.

The He family's revenge will soon come back. They are about to face not only the pursuit of the white path, but also the red flowers in the underworld. This gives Song Maggie Song an extremely headache.

The night is deep, and the moon is in the middle of the sky. In the near future, a slight chill has been revealed in the air in Kyoto. On the pine trees and under the eaves, crystal frozen nails can be seen everywhere. It seems that the Spring Festival is everywhere.

The arrival.

With a slight layer of frost and dew, Chen Yuyang returned to the Chen family, and did not alarm anyone, but returned to his room. On the general's stairs, opposite Chen Yuyang's room was the old man Chen Lingfeng's room. At this moment, there was still an old man's room in

The faint light. The old man over 80 years old has not yet rested at this moment, which is a bit surprising.

Sweeping away the wind and frost all over his body, Chen Yuyang slowly walked to the old man's door. The door was half-closed, and a kind but faint voice came from inside: "Yangyang, the old man knows you are back, come in!

”

Chen Yuyang laughed at himself, originally just trying to see what the old man was doing, but he forgot that this ancestor was the same top existence in the human world. His cultivation was almost the same as Xiaoyao Tianji, and compared to the so-called god.

Ye Xu, a senior expert, is much better than that.

Smiling with a self-deprecating smile, he pushed open the door. This is not the first time Chen Yuyang has entered the old man's room. The old ancestor's room has always been mysterious. Even the brothers Chen Zhenqian and Chen Zhenkun rarely enter. All the matters are handled in the study room.

.The elderly’s bedroom is one of the forbidden areas of the Chen family. Of course, Chen Yuyang is excluded.

The room is not big, about fifty square meters, and the decoration is not too modern, very simple and clear at a glance. Apart from a large bed and an ancient coffee table, the decorations in the entire room are only hung on the wall.

An ancient sword. The ancient sword is very long. Ordinary ancient swords are three feet three, and that length is already considered long. The old man's ancient sword is more than four feet. It is said that this ancient sword was once fighting against Japan.

On the battlefield, no less than a thousand Japanese invaders were killed.

"Old ancestor!" Chen Yuyang nodded respectfully.

At this moment, the old man Chen Lingfeng was not like usual, wearing an old-fashioned military coat and holding a military kettle. Instead, he wore a white silk gown, and savored tea on the side of the coffee table. His thin face was so impressive that he was a little proud.

The appearance of a person.

"Sit down and have a cup of tea. The outside is cold and warm your body!" the old man said with a chuckling.

Chen Yuyang was not polite, and sat down, but joked: "Oncestor, don't you drink all of you? How could you taste tea?"

He picked up the teacup at his hand and stroked his fingers, which made him feel like a matte. Chen Yuyang chuckled and said, "It's still the official kiln of the Ming Dynasty~"

After taking a sip of tea, Chen Yuyang narrowed his eyes and said, "It's so bitter!"

"This bitter tea~" the old man smiled faintly and said, "The bitter tea you made by yourself naturally has to drink it!"

Chen Yuyang was stunned and asked in confusion: "Don't you know what my ancestors mean?"

Old man Chen Lingfeng smiled faintly, then dipped his finger in tea and a few simple strokes on the coffee table. The word "He" appeared in front of Chen Yuyang. However, although these strokes seemed simple, they carried the mystery of Xiaoyao sword technique.

, full of sword intent.

Chen Yuyang smiled bitterly and said, "Sure enough, nothing can be hidden from the eyes of the ancestors~!"

Chen Lingfeng smiled mockingly, staring at Chen Yuyang, with a playful smile on his face, raised his hand, poured a cup of tea again, and the bitter taste continued to spread in the air: "Yangyang, old man, I'm staying in Kyoto."

Forty or fifty years, Kyoto is my territory. If you are causing trouble on my territory, can I not know about old man?" Sighing, the old man smiled and said, "The old man just wants to tell you that the pond in Kyoto is very deep.

.Don’t rely on your cultivation to do whatever you want. In terms of force, you may be the strongest in the world, but in terms of power and tricks, you are still far behind those old foxes!”

Chen Yuyang smiled bitterly, picked up a steaming cup of teacup again, grinded and tasted it continuously, and mocked in his heart: I have experienced the methods of those old guys.

"Master plot?" Chen Yuyang mocked; "The great-grandson always believed that open plots are the way, conspiracy is the art, and using strength to break the way is the right truth!"

As he said that, Chen Yuyang drank all the bitter tea in one mouthful, smiled faintly, and a clear and profound expression appeared between his eyebrows, saying, "Don't worry, the great-grandson of his great-grandson will solve the bitter tea he made by himself.

But let the Chen family wipe my butt!"

Chen Lingfeng was stunned for a moment, suddenly smiled bitterly, shook his head and said, "The stubbornness between your eyebrows is almost exactly the same as your father back then." After a pause, the old man changed his tone and said, "But you can have such an understanding, you have already

It's amazing, your starting point is higher than your father!"

Chen Yuyang smiled disconcernedly, shook his head and said, "A person's long-term vision, the broad view of the overall situation has nothing to do with his own understanding and cultivation?"

"Oh, what does that have to do with it?" Old Man Chen Lingfeng suddenly became curious, as if there were countless things that were expected of this great-grandson.

Chen Yuyang smiled badly and said, "It has something to do with a person's butt. Only by sitting in that position can you look at what you should look at in this position. And I don't like that people always staring at me.

Butt, so let’s just forget about some things!”

Old Man Chen Lingfeng smiled and nodded, but still pointed at Chen Yuyang with a little anger and said, "Your child is like your father."

After a while of silence, the old man shook his head and said, "Well, you have your own life, and I will not impose interference from the old man. Moreover, people are destined to be perfect. No one in this world can have power and power.

Standing on the double peak, I can’t do it, your father can’t do it, you can’t do it.”

"Thank you for your accomplishment!" Chen Yuyang complimented faintly, but he smiled bitterly in his heart: I did this back then, but I lost the most precious time. The time I spent with my family and lover was really not complete in this world.

People and things.

The old man Chen Lingfeng immediately smiled and said, "Little guy, don't be busy thanking me. I will give you what you promised me and the burden of the Chen family inheritance. You can't regret it."

"Uh``````" Chen Yuyang didn't know how to answer.
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