Chapter 1296

Hearing Ye Chen say so, Tang Lan three people this just long sigh of relief, lean slightly to tan Qiongyu, leave here. He wanted to have a good communication with Tan Qiongyu at the dance tonight. It's better to dance with Tan Qiongyu. But now ye Chen is face-to-face. He doesn't dare to do anything.

Tan Qiongyu and ye Chen sit together, in case Ye Chen takes a fancy to her, isn't Tang Lan going up to die? It's no doubt that he is looking for death to rob a woman from frost leaf.

"Ye Chen, are you teaching people again?"

Gong Yuwei came with a plate of snacks and fruit, sitting on the sofa where ye Chen was sleeping.

"Get up and have some fruit."

She put the tray down and whispered.

Ye Chen sat up, stretched out a stretch, picked up the fruit and ate it without paying attention to the image.

Tan Qiongyu looked at the man who was rude to eat, but did not feel disgusted at all. The sense of familiarity grew stronger and stronger, and even

at this time, Hu qiaoxue ran over and sat directly opposite Tan Qiongyu.

"Miss Tan Qiongyu, I'm so happy to finally see you in person. Could you please sign my name?"

She said that she took out a jade pendant from her arms, which was obviously prepared.

With a smile, Tan Qiongyu took out his Tianbao carving pen and wrote down his name.

"I don't know your names yet."

Tan Qiongyu looks at Gong Yuwei and Hu qiaoxue. She is also very fond of these two beautiful girls. Moreover, they seem to know ye Chen.

That sense of familiarity, if not, has been lingering in her mind, even overriding the orders of her ancestors, making her very curious about ye Chen's identity and wanting to learn some information from the two populations.

But Gong Yuwei is not interested in talking to her, and her eyes fall on Ye Chen almost all the way.

Hearing Tan Qiongyu's question, Gong Yuwei replied: "Hello, Miss Tan Qiongyu. My name is Gong Yuwei."

Hu qiaoxue also put her name on the newspaper. Today, she has zero distance contact with her idol, and her words are somewhat incoherent.

After chatting for a while, Tan Qiongyu wants to lead the topic to Ye Chen. Before she opens her mouth, ye Chen, who is eating fruit, suddenly reaches out and grabs Tan Qiongyu's arm and moves in her direction.

Tan Qiongyu exclaimed, almost at the same time, the sound of breaking sounded. The chair that Tan had just sat in was smashed directly, and then an invisible flying sword appeared in the air.

The sudden change made people stay for a long time, while Tan Qiongyu's eyebrows are another pick. Ye Chen's mental induction and reaction speed are more than one grade faster than her. Indeed, she is a strong one who can kill Jinwu real immortal. If you want to kill him, the beauty trick is the only choice.

"Ah!"

Those childish brothers and young ladies all reacted and ran away, but Gong Yuwei and Hu qiaoxue sat still beside Ye Chen. They all knew that ye Chen was the safest place.

"Interesting!"

Ye Chen ponders and smiles. Under his perception, there are no less than ten breath in Bibo palace, each with a cold and murderous air, and their target is tan Qiongyu.

"Miss!"

Dance riot, Tan Qiongyu's bodyguard Na elder sister rushed in in in a hurry, and she was followed by a number of Jindan border guards.

Seeing this situation, ye Chen eyebrows a pick, just a little star, actually have a group of golden elixir guards, which is really interesting. He pulled up Tan Qiongyu in his arms and pushed her to sister Na, but she was still in a daze and didn't know what she was thinking.

"Protect the building owner!"

At this time, Tang Lan also rushed in with a group of people.

"Take them both out!"

Ye Chen points to Gong Yuwei and Hu qiaoxue, then suddenly takes a step forward. One hand reaches in front of Tan Qiongyu, then swings slightly, and puts down the palm again.

At the same time, on a high-rise building thousands of kilometers away from Bibo palace, a monk suddenly found that his mind could not be connected with the flying sword. Then he only felt a pain in his neck, and without any reaction, he had already separated his body and head.

He never dreamed that it was the flying sword that he released a few seconds ago to kill himself.

Just a moment ago, ye Chen received the bullet fired at Tan Qiongyu with two fingers, and then shot it out with genuine Qi along the original track. The method of returning the bullet with the other's way was to let Gusu Murong see it and feel ashamed.

Of course, other people did not see ye Chen's movements clearly, otherwise they would be shocked and speechless.

The only one who can see the action clearly is that she is surrounded by a group of Na Jie people. It seems that she is full of panic. In fact, Tan Yuqiong, Gong Yuwei and Hu qiaoxue are also taken out by the security personnel, but ye Chen is still in the meeting hall.

With a faint smile, he picked up the glass on the table and held it in his hand.

"Click!"

The glass broke, and then he spread it out in his hand, and those pieces seemed to give life and shot out in 11 directions.

"Whoosh!"The sound of breaking through the air resounded. Compared with the flying sword controlled by the emperor, the broken wine cup was not slower than the flying sword.

In an instant, eleven lives in different directions are being quietly harvested. They did not expect that they were killed by glass debris everywhere.

After killing all 11 people, ye Chen walked out of the house slowly and leisurely, as if taking a walk.

His ability has reached the highest level of his heart. He can control objects and kill people in the shadow. How can a few golden elites escape his attack?

……

At the moment, Bibo palace is on alert. Tang Lan is sweating and nervous to the extreme.

Today, Tang Junyi entrusted the dance to him. It was also a test of his ability. But now this kind of thing happened. He didn't know how to deal with it for a moment.

He is good at eating, drinking and playing, but what role can he play when he really encounters a change?

Tan Qiongyu's eyes are quiet. Although she is surrounded by people, she still looks at Ye without blinking. Just now she was pulled into her arms by leaf dust, an unprecedented sense of familiarity spread all over her body, which belonged to the deep feeling of memory.

"Is that him? No, if it was him, how could he not know me? "

When she saw Ye Chen come out, she wanted to ask, but she was surrounded by her. Everyone offered Lingbao, which was extremely vigilant.

"It's OK. The killer is dead."

Leaf dust not salty not light said a word.

Elder sister Na's eyes coagulate and looks at Ye Chen with suspicious eyes.

"How do you know the killer is dead?"

She knew that the killers were lurking around the tall buildings. Although their position was a dead corner, they were likely to be attacked. After all, the flying sword controlled by the cultivator was not as inflexible as a bullet. One careless move might have killed Tan Qiongyu.