Chapter 394 Hostility

"Miss Ye, I didn't mean to... I, I shouldn't be impulsive." Fang Qiu opened his mouth calmly. He regretted his recklessness. He should be calm on such an occasion and be scolded for a few words without less meat.

"It's not your fault. Second brother, he has always been like this. Ye Yingru shook her head and said, "It's almost time. Let's go there together!"

When he walked out of the door, the young warrior with a long sword at his waist was deliberately a few steps behind, staring at Qin Yan and asking, "What's your name?"

"Han Yulang." Qin Yan felt hostility from the young man's eyes. However, he was not interested in this person and did not ask his name again. This guy's breath is slightly weaker than the black robe Zhu Lao, which is not enough in Qin Yan's eyes.

What the young man wanted to ask was not just his name. His lips trembled slightly, and his voice poured into Qin Yan's ears: "Your martial arts skills are good. If you are not an unknown person, I don't know where your teacher is?"

"Then you guessed wrong. I'm indeed an unknown person."

Qin Yan smiled indifferently, ignored his hostility and was about to walk past him, but at this time, the young man's left elbow was slightly bent, and suddenly awe-inspiring momentum came to his face. This elbow did not come out, but Qin Yan stopped because of it. He frowned and listened to the sound of wind and thunder from the void in his elbow, and whispered, "The road faces the sky, walking half of each. Brother Tai stopped me from going, what did he want to do?

The young man stared at him with a cold face, his eyes staring like substance, and even made his skin cause a slight tingling sensation. Although Qin Yan thought that he could take this person in 20 moves, he did not dare to expose his flaws in front of him, so he had to stalemate with him.

Seeing that Ye Yingru had walked out of the door, the young man finally opened his mouth and was still a line: "You don't want to say it, and I'm not forced to do it. I just ask you not to get close to my young lady within three steps, otherwise--" His words were endless, and his body burst into a fierce momentum, burning like a blazing fire. At this moment, Ye Yingru, Fang Qiuyao and others in front of them finally felt something and looked back at the same time.

Qin Yan felt that the pain of needles on his skin was becoming more and more obvious, and he couldn't help but have a murderous intention in the bottom of his heart. He narrowed his eyes, suppressed his mood, and hummed in a low voice.

The youth's momentum climbed, and there was a substantial blue-gray fog around his body. His long gray hair over his shoulders was blown away by the fierce wind: "Please remember what I said today!"

After saying this sentence, he took a step diagonally, and the gloomy momentum around him converged, and in a blink of an eye, he recovered as before. When he turned around, Ye Yingru's slightly angry voice just came: "Li Gao--"

The young man quickly walked behind Ye Ying, with a flat expression, as if nothing had happened. After Ye Yingru looked back, his hostile eyes fell on Fang Qiuyao's face again.

Fang Qiuyao looked at him without hesitation, and he was very surprised at the bottom of his heart. He has a series of adventures to have the realm of today's cultivation. He thinks that there are rare rivals among his peers, but he didn't expect that this unknown Li Gao seems to be not inferior to himself. He is still so young...

The Ye family, worthy of its name, is really a land of crouching tigers and hidden dragons!

The struggle of large families is really complex and unpredictable. A dinner was also divided into two distinct parties according to the camp. Ye Wendong is at the top, and Ye Yingru is at the bottom, but the position that should have belonged to the third uncle Ye Wenfu is empty. It is said that this romantic man is drunk in the South Lane and is lying ** and sleeping soundly. People have become accustomed to this, and just ask one question and don't mention it more.

Qin Yan sat on Ye Yingru's left hand, so he had to endure the sharp eyes. Ye Yingru whispered to him about the identities of the people present one by one. He nodded as he listened - in fact, he was not interested in anyone except Yubo, and he was familiar with each other.

Fang Qiuyao sat on the left side of Qin Yan and listened very carefully. Although the evil eyes of the beautiful teenager beside Ye Wendong made him a little uncomfortable, and even his sharp eyes were a little malicious, he could tolerate these for the safety of Miss Ye's life.

After the banquet began, Xin Xian came over. The reason why she was late was that she overslept in the afternoon. Looking at her innocent and sweet appearance, people easily believed her words. It's just that Qin Yan and others are determined not to believe it. Will this energetic little witch oversleep all day long? Go lie to the devil!

Xinxian didn't care about those suspicious eyes at all. She sat next to Liu Wanyun, quietly and gracefully, like a well-dressed glazed doll. Only a few people know what a terrible heart is buried under the beautiful and touching appearance.

Exquisitely cooked food is generally delivered, and guests enjoy it quietly. Fang Qiuyao ignored the occasional suspicious eyes and pretended to concentrate on tasting the food of the Ye family, and also quietly looked at others. These are the enemies he will face. Their temperament can be speculated from some small habits, which is what his father has been taught him.

However, his eyes quickly shifted to Ye Yingru on the right, and it was difficult to move away. Miss Ye eats calmly and elegantly, and every action brings people a pleasant feeling, gentle and gentle, like a spring breeze blowing on her face. Even several people beside Ye Wendong were moved by the gentle and quiet manner and couldn't help slowing down their movements, not to mention the young master of the Hunjiang Gang who deeply loved Miss Ye?

Ye Yingru felt Fang Qiuyao's long gaze, and suddenly turned her face and smiled at him. The four eyes intersect, just like the blooming of snow flowers in an instant, like a pure fragrance gently diffused into the heart, which suddenly made the young master of the Hunjiang Gang so happy that he didn't know where he was. He couldn't wait for time to stay at this moment forever.

Handsome teenagers, beautiful girls, their meeting is like a meaningful picture scroll. If Qin Yan between them is ignored, this scene is really as beautiful as that in poetry.

The beautiful teenager opposite looked at this scene gloomily. His beautiful face was slightly twisted, and there seemed to be a flame burning under his abdomen, making him unconsciously twist his five fingers together, as if to crush something. Beautiful things should be destroyed! The depths of his eyes were pregnant with incomparable tyranny, his lips squeezed into a straight line, and the two corners gradually rose, showing a smile like Manzhu sand, which was poisonous.

He is the legitimate son of Ye Wendong, and everything in the Ye family belongs to him, including Ye Yingru. He closed his eyes and could see the painful appearance of this beautiful cousin suffering under him. At that time, could her face be so gentle and beautiful...

Qin Yan quietly looked at the slightly twisted face of the beautiful teenager, as if he heard the sound of the devil chewing human bones, perhaps from the depths of this person's soul!

'This guy seems to be called Ye Lingshen. That kind of look is really annoying!'

Qin Yan secretly decided that even if he had fooled Fang Qiuyao to do this for himself, he would take the life of the beautiful teenager before leaving, because he hated those vicious eyes.

"Cough!" Uncle Yu accidentally choked on the soup and hurriedly moved his face to pat the back of his neck. It was not easy for him to recover. Fang Qiuyao was awakened by the cough. Fang felt his gaffe and quickly buried his head, focusing on eliminating the food in the plate, and there was still some reluctance in his heart.

Ye Wendong, who is the chief, is expressionless and has a panoramic view of everyone's faces.