The Pinnacle of Martial Arts Cultivation

At the moment, the Ye Family Mansion is holding a banquet.

Ye Zhanqiu was listening to Qingxuancheng's famous actors singing with joy. This is one of his hobbies. At this time, it is also his happiest moment.

At this moment, the guests gathered in the Ye Family Hall, all of them were extremely good people on weekdays.

Ye Huan was among them.

Now that Ye Sheng is dead, Ye Lingchen and Ye Nantian have both fallen. Everyone knows that Ye Huan must be the next Patriarch of the Ye Family.

Because he is the only one left in the blood of the direct line.

Although Ye Huan is gentle and not decisive, but this time he can only stand tall among the short ones.

However, although everyone knew that the next Patriarch was Ye Huan, no one had chosen to hand in hand or hold his thigh.

There is no other reason. Although Ye Zhanqiu is more than a hundred years old, his body is still alive and vigorous. According to legend, he can still imprison six daughters at night. Under such circumstances, I am afraid that nothing will happen in 50 or 60 years.

At that time, it is not certain whether Ye Huan is still alive.

Even if Ye Zhanqiu were old enough, the following things would be even more unpredictable.

Facing such a situation, Ye Huan can be said to be anxious, but he did not dare to show the slightest on the surface. Whenever he dreamed back at midnight, he could think of everything he had agreed with Chen Fan on that rainy night.

At this time, it was also Ye Huan's most confident moment, feeling that life was motivated.

But now that one year has passed and Chen Fan has no news, Ye Huan finally feels a little nervous, as if something that is about to be acquired has been lost again.

In this way, with mixed emotions, Ye Huan drank himself, but before putting down his glass, a Tsing Yi family stumbled into the hall, and even fell in front of a group of big people. The banquet was disturbed.

"Bold! Who gave you the courage to stir up the old man's banquet, is it tired of life!"

Ye Zhanqiu's smiling expression still stayed on his face, a pair of tiger eyes kicked, and the astonishing coercion came out.

At this time in the past, the family would definitely have to kneel down and dare not dare, but at this moment, there is no such time. He only heard him crying and said: "The master is not good, then Chen Fan, then Chen Fan is here!"

"Nonsense!!"

As soon as Jia Ding's voice fell, Ye Huan stood up and shouted: "I saw Chen Fan die with my own eyes that day. Could it be a ghost that came up today?"

No one noticed that Ye Huan's words were different from a year ago.

When he returned to the family a year ago, he said that he personally killed Chen Fan, but now, he said that he saw Chen Fan's death with his own eyes. The unknowingly change is equivalent to putting himself out of the matter first.

In the end, even if Chen Fan lost and couldn't beat Ye Zhanqiu, it had nothing to do with him.

At this moment, after Ye Huan found that no one had noticed the loopholes in his words, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and at the same time, his expression was faintly cheerful.

He knew that Chen Fan's arrival indicated that he was one step closer to being the head of the Ye Family!

At this moment, Ye Zhanqiu also spoke, only to see him slowly getting up, looking directly at Jia Ding with stern eyes: "What are you saying is true?"

"Patriarch, how can the villain dare to lie at all, then Chen Fan is now outside the door, with a crowd of people next to him, it seems that everyone in the city has been dispatched!"

Upon hearing this, Ye Zhanqiu's eyes shot out two rays of light, and he took a deep look at Ye Huan and said: "Okay! Friends and relatives, this time, come with me to meet this resurrected Chen Fan, and look at him. What the **** is there to dare to break into my Ye family mansion!"