Gu Jing on the side also looked sad.

Obviously both father and son thought of some painful things in their hearts.

In Ye Fan's heart, he respected this family with a long heritage.

Over the course of several decades, thousands of tribesmen have resisted the loss of three-fifths to four-fifths and joined the General Bureau of Elimination of Demons to fight on the front lines of demons and ghosts without hesitation.

This kind of family spirit, as well as the deep heritage, are formed by the cohesion of blood and life.

For those who have contributed to Long Country, it is also due to having such an ancestral land in return for the better growth of their offspring.

Ye Fan looked at the two of Gu Sheng and his son, and said with relief: "The past is gone!"

"Grasp the present and look forward to the future is right!"

"Actually, I still have some confidence in solving your Gu Jiayinggui backlash!"

Ye Fan's words immediately lifted Gu Sheng and Gu Jing's spirits.

The father and son, with seven or eight similar faces, looked at Ye Fan, their eyes gleaming, full of surprises and excitement.

Gu Sheng's attitude is even more enthusiastic and polite between words and behaviors.

Soon,

The three of them came to a two-entry Longguo Ancient Courtyard.

This is the living room of the Gu family, and there is a villa next to it, where the owner Gu Bingjun lives.

As soon as he entered the door, Ye Fan saw a large round table in the hall, and many people had already been seated.

Hearing a creak, the sound of the courtyard gate opening came.

Everyone in the hall cast their gazes.

When seeing Ye Fan's young and excessive face, everyone's face was also a little surprised.

Ye Fan glanced.

On the big round table, there were eight people sitting in sequence, all in their 50s and 60s.

They should all be the people in charge of decision-making in the Gu family.

Ye Fan thought so.

Gu Zhong was there, and he smiled kindly at Ye Fan.

Ye Fan glanced at each other and nodded slightly, saying hello.

His gaze finally fell on the main seat facing the door.

There was an empty guest seat on the right hand side, which was obviously Ye Fan's position.

The identity of the person sitting in the main seat is naturally self-evident.

It is Gu Bingjun, the head of the Gu family.

Ye Fan looked at this man who looked a bit like Gu Zhong.

He is dressed in black and red Tang suit, with strong spirit and majesty.

Seeing Ye Fan from a distance, he started to say hello, his voice full of breath, very cordial.

Gu Bingjun stood up from his seat and greeted Ye Fan.

The owner of the house got up, and the others naturally followed.

Ye Fan immediately noticed that a gaze that was quite shabby and scrutinized fell on him.

The withered and thin description, like the eyes of a vulture.

On the way here, Gu Sheng told him that this old man named Gu Shan was an old school in the family and hoped that Ye Fan would not care about him.

Facing the old man's scrutiny, Ye Fan didn't shy away from it, but his eyes met instead.

This caused Gu Shan to turn his head slightly unnaturally.

After all, what Ye Fan said was here to help Gu's family!

Gu Bingjun took the Gu family and just stepped into the courtyard and stepped on the cobblestone path. Suddenly, the entire courtyard was blowing with a strong, wooing wind!

Everyone was stagnant.

All the Gu family members cast their uncertain eyes at Gu Bingjun.

I can only see,

Behind Gu Bingjun, the shadow as deep as ink was twisting and dancing very anxiously.

Sometimes twisted into vines surrounded by knots!

Sometimes straightened into a sharp sword!

Changing back and forth gives people a very anxious feeling!

And the ghostly air in the courtyard is becoming more and more turbulent, rustling the trees and flowers.

The golden light of imperial spirit technique on the surrounding walls was even more flickering, as if it would explode in the next second.

"Big Brother!"

"Bingjun?"

"Patriarch?"

This sudden change caused Gu Zhong, Gu Shan and other old Gu family members to shout to Gu Bingjun in surprise.

Gu Bingjun's eyes were in a trance.

Finally, his eyes condensed.

Thoughts moved.

With a swish, the shadow behind him slipped into Gu Bingjun's body, and there was no more sound in the courtyard.

"Huh—"

Everyone sighed, and their hearts were also let go.