Chapter 87

After hearing Ye Chen's cold rolling words, song Ziyou's original iron green face became more ugly. Ya, in the whole of China, who can't be polite and give way to him? Who dares to give him a face? If you dare to compete with him, it is equal to competing with Huaxia. Who dares to compete with Huaxia? Unless it's a long life.

But today, he was so immortal that he just slapped Ye Chen in the face and didn't dare to get angry with him, which made him very oppressed and angry.

It's not good to get angry with Ye Chen, so he stared at the old eyes and said in a very gloomy tone: "xuanyuanling, don't be too arrogant! Don't forget, this is Huaxia, if you..."

Snap~

Boom~

Song Ziyou was suddenly slapped in the face. His powerful force made him fly directly to the top, and hit the car they came. He even rowed a few meters away with people and cars.

"If you're wordy again, I'll slap you to death!" Ye Chen's words are like those from Jiuyou hell. They are cold and heartless without any feelings. People feel deep fear from the depths of their hearts... Just like the bell of death, people can't help trembling

The old face of Nangong Feilong was full of shock and fear. Who did he just say that to? That's the chief of Huaxia No. 1! Not only said, but also really slapped others. This is the rhythm to fight against China!

The dignified chief of Huaxia No. 1 speaks to him in a deliberative tone. He has to give face anyway, doesn't he? But this guy is good. He slaps people directly and is so cruel... What chance has he got in the past eight years to give him such a powerful power?

This is not only his own question, but also everyone's question. Who can imagine that eight years ago, a person who could not practice changed into an existence that could not be surpassed and made people tremble. But no one told them the answer to this question.

Ye Chen, who stood there and looked at all this coldly, didn't feel any guilty about playing song Ziyou. The strong had the right to speak, while the weak didn't!

Then, holding Nangong Qingcheng, he left. Seeing that ye Chen didn't bird him, Nangong Feilong was relieved, because ye Chen's cold meaning was too cold, which made him unable to breathe. When he calmed down, he hurried to song Ziyou

...

An hour later.

On the main hall of Kunlun holy land, more than ten people sit on both sides of the main hall. These people are wearing robes of different colors. Looking at their momentum, we can let people know that their status in Kunlun holy land is not low.

On the main seat in the hall, there is an old man with bandages and very weak breath. This man is no one else. It is yuan Kun, who was roasted by Ye Chen. After treatment, he can't be used anymore

"Old lord! Now that the Lord is dead, let his own disciples kneel... That man has greatly damaged our Kunlun reputation. If we don't save face, won't anyone be able to step on our Kunlun face in the future?" the speaker was Yuanshan, the elder of Kunlun holy region.

"Redeem? What can you redeem? Your holy Lord died in his hands, and the old Holy Lord almost fell in his hands. It's up to us to die!" Yunyao said. She has seen Ye Chen's power with her own eyes. I'm afraid even if there are a few more strong distractors, they will be planted in his hands, not to mention them.

If ye Chen didn't mean to let them leave, whether they could sit here intact now is a problem.

"No matter how powerful he is, he is always alone!" at this time, Yuan Kun said gloomily: "in eight years, if there is no great opportunity, how can a person reach such a powerful level?"

"What does the old lord mean?"

"He must have some kind of treasure or powerful cultivation method! That's why he reached such a powerful state in just eight years!"

The earth lacks spiritual power and is extremely difficult to cultivate. Take ancient martial arts for example. Some people have reached the peak of the Yellow realm after a lifetime of poverty, not to mention those who are more powerful and more difficult to cultivate than ancient martial arts.

"As long as we spread the news that he has treasures or practices martial arts, and get what he has, we can get powerful power and never die... They will find him without us..." Yuan Kun said, flashing a thick cold light of revenge in his eyes.

Birds are born to fly and fish are born to swim. This is the nature of animals, and people also have "nature", that is greed. This nature has become a common phenomenon in the world where the strong are respected, and it can even be said that it has been deeply engraved in their bones.

As long as it is useful and beneficial to them, they will try their best to seize them and take them for themselves! This is their nature!

"Yuanshan! Go get 100 billion yuan, offer him a reward in the dark world and spread the news. I don't believe it. They won't be moved under the temptation of money and power!" Yuan Kun said coldly. He will never forget the humiliation Ye Chen gave him. He wants revenge! Only Ye Chen's blood can extinguish the anger in his heart

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Imperial capital, Nangong villa.

Ye Chen looked at Nangong Qingcheng in his sleep and sighed. Go to sleep. When you wake up, everything will be fine.

For any ordinary woman, after seeing that bloody scene, she can't be afraid, have nightmares, and even leave a shadow in her heart. All, in order to prevent Nangong from leaving any bad shadow, ye Chen erased part of her memory.

"Are you really not going to marry her?" a burst of cold words suddenly occurred to Ye Chen behind his back.

"Don't marry!" Ye Chen spit out two words without thinking, firm and decisive.

"Why?" the Nangong Feilong behind Ye Chen was immediately depressed. "Although my granddaughter is not a fairy, it's no worse. You have the heart not to marry her. What's more, you can be regarded as childhood sweethearts. You two make up a pair. It's a most suitable thing. You're so..."

The words of Nangong Feilong, ye Chen didn't choose to answer him, but chose silence. If the original thing didn't happen, if she chose to believe him, he would promise to marry her, but all this is just an if

"Xuanyuanling, if you're because I didn't agree to what you did at the beginning, I apologize to you, old man. I'm sorry, I was old and confused at the beginning." Nangong Feilong said with an apology: "can you forgive me?"

Ye Chen is a big tree. If you hold it, it is definitely a great good thing for the Nangong family. The benefits brought by Ye Chen are absolutely immeasurable. Therefore, he must get Ye Chen's forgiveness and let him marry Nangong Qingcheng, so

"Don't marry!" yechen spit out two words coldly.

When Nangong Feilong heard the speech, his heart seemed like a burning flame, which was extinguished by Ye Chen suddenly with a basin of water. I'm like this, old man. Are you so unmoved? Is my granddaughter not beautiful?

"You must get married! Are you going to be single all your life? Or find another woman as your wife? Can you find a better daughter-in-law than Qingcheng?" Nangong Feilong puffed his beard and stared at Ye Chen: "I tell you, now everyone in the imperial capital knows your strength and wants to hold your thigh! Now it's estimated that your mother is dealing with them! If you marry Qingcheng, your mother will help you push off all the proposed marriages. If you don't get married, wait for your mother to urge you to date!"

With that, Nangong Feilong looked at Ye Chen with an expression that I was waiting to see a good play.

"Finished?" Ye Chen glanced at Nangong Feilong. "Aren't you the same? Don't think I don't know what you think! Why didn't I see you holding my thigh? Why didn't I see you say to marry her to me? Come now, don't you think you're ridiculous? Don't bother me again, otherwise, I'll let you know how to write the word pain!"

With that, ye Chen disappeared in place.

Hearing the speech, Nangong Feilong couldn't help laughing and said, "you've really changed and become strange... The reason why you didn't promise to marry Qingcheng was that Qingcheng didn't believe you, so you wouldn't marry her?"