Beast Piercing The Heavens/C51 I'm not on friendly terms so what can you do about it?
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C51 I'm not on friendly terms so what can you do about it?

Xue Wuhen looked at the handsome and frail youth at the door with mixed feelings.

A few months ago, when he had first met this youth, he was at the Bullpen Street in Blue City. This youth was like a furious lion as he jumped up high and waved his palm towards him, but in the end, he was casually sent flying by the youth's palm.

In the Ye Family Courtyard, he called Elder Shi to start investigating this young man. Only then did they know that his name was Ye Qinghan, that he was Ye Dao's son, a good-for-nothing who cultivated, and a impoverished young master of Ye Family.

He did not pay attention to him and thought that although he had Ye Dao's temperament, he did not have Ye Dao's strength. He knew that in terms of Flame Dragon Continent, in terms of War God Mansion, or even the five great families, one would be considered trash if they did not have any strength. Even if he was a Direct Descendant of Ye Family, he would at most be able to ensure that he lived without worry, without any rights or influence. Because as a Direct Descendant of one of the five great families, he knew that similar events were happening in every single clan.

Thus, after knowing Ye Qingyu's resolute and resolute personality, he did not think much and ordered Xue Yi and the rest to go and capture or kill Ye Qinghan. He knew that as long as he kept it a secret, even if Ye Family knew that it was him who did it, it wouldn't be too difficult for him. Because he knew that his Ye Family would not be affected by a single piece of trash being too many.

After that, news of Barbarian City arrived and Xue Yi and the others were actually killed by Ye Qinghan. It was only then that he started to pay attention to this young master Ye Family trash who had taken the risk of abducting Ye Qingyu. It was just that he did not expect Ye Qingkuang to fail to complete this task and even cripple him.

He did not know what had happened to the Ye Family on that day. Only through the information in the clan, he knew that Ye Rong had been killed, Ye Jian had been imprisoned, and Ye Qingkuang had been crippled. As for the youth he once thought was a trash, he seemed to have gained a lot of attention in Ye Family?

Regarding what he had done in the Nightingale's Castle, he had never thought that it would be possible to hide it from the Ye Family, nor did he think that the older generation of the Ye Family would try to harm him, a young patriarch of the Xue Family. He also knew that the Xue Family would give him a satisfactory price to dissolve the hatred the Ye Family had towards him. He only looked at the skinny and weak young man in front of him with eyes that were filled with boundless killing intent. This made him understand that even if Ye Family did not attack him and did not hate him anymore, this young man would definitely not let him off.

It wasn't that he hadn't thought of meeting this youth again. He had also thought of what he should say and do when he met him again. However, he did not expect that the two of them would meet again, so quickly and so suddenly. He hadn't thought that the killing intent in the youth's eyes would be so obvious and so insolent, to the point that he couldn't utter a single word when he prepared his speech or when he wanted to speak.

"Young Master Han, this is the Moon Tower."

Ye Shisan did not understand what had happened, nor did he understand what had happened at Ye Family not long ago. He only knew that this young master who had been silent, shy, and even a bit rustic for the past month. Why was he acting so arrogantly at this moment? But he also knew that the target of his young master's shocking killing intent was Xue Wuhen, the young patriarch of Xue Family. And this place was where the Yue Family resided, so he reminded the young master that he was about to go berserk with a low voice.

"I know that this is the Moon Tower, so … I didn't do anything. "

Ye Qinghan said in a low voice, his voice was cold and not loud, but he did not deliberately suppress it, and in the quiet pavilion, it was like a clap of thunder, exploding on a large crowd of people.

There weren't many people in the attic, about seven or eight of them. However, anyone who could enter this four-sided building and sit inside while having a cup of tea was no ordinary person. This four-sided building did not accept eight-sided guests, it only accepted distinguished guests. And to be able to make the Yue Family of the five great families call themselves distinguished guests, it was obvious that there weren't many in the War God Mansion.

Of course Xue Wuhen could be considered an esteemed guest. young patriarch of Xue Family and young elite of Earth Board, he was obviously a big shot. And this unfamiliar, immature young man in front of him had actually released his killing intent as soon as he entered the room. This ruined the room's elegant atmosphere, so of course the people inside weren't too happy. Now, this youth said shamelessly that he still wanted to attack Xue Wuhen?

This brat was acting a little too arrogantly, causing the people in the room to be a little dissatisfied. He was young, his face was pale, and he looked extremely handsome. His curly hair was casually draped over the back of his head, making him look very demonic, and when he looked at Ye Qinghan carefully, he was sure that he did not recognize him, and spoke with an indifferent tone: "Yue Ji, which family is this child from? Why are you so arrogant? "

"Young Master Long Shuiliu, this is Young Master Ye Family. "Young Master Ye, can you give me some face, and sit inside quietly?" Yue Niang smiled sweetly and began to explain herself. She then turned her head to look at Ye Qinghan with a hopeful expression.

"I was only sparing your family the honor of not making a move." Ye Qinghan said indifferently, without a care for the crowd present, he walked straight in, walked in front of Xue Wuhen, narrowed his eyes, and actually laughed: "Xue Wuhen, Young Master Xue! You're fine, you're fine... Xue Yi wanted me to tell you something. He said that when he has time, you can go and meet up with them! "

"Hua!"

Xue Wuhen did not move, but his face became gloomy. Elder Shi and Elder Mo, who were at the side, stood up with a "pu pu" sound. The War Qi operated at its full strength as it glared at Ye Qinghan, its eyes filled with anger and surprise.

Others might not know, but the two of them and Xue Wuhen knew very well what Ye Qinghan's words meant. Xue Yi and the rest were already dead, killed by Ye Qinghan. Yet Ye Qinghan told him to go down and gather with Xue'er. This was a naked threat and a declaration of war.

Ye Shisan and Evening Seventeen stood behind Ye Qinghan nervously. They did not know why Ye Qinghan said that. Xue Wuhen's two guards on the opposite side acted as if they wanted to attack. They only knew that if the two old men on the other side wanted to attack, they could only attack and ignore everything else.

"Ha ha!" Xue Wuhen did not speak, Elder Shi did not even speak, yet Young Master Long Shuiliu, the charming youth with curly hair at the side of their side, started laughing, a slightly angry expression on the corner of his mouth. It was as if Ye Qinghan walked over expressionlessly just now and didn't even give him a glance, causing him to feel that he was being looked down upon. Or perhaps, Ye Qinghan's arrogant and insolent attitude made him feel very uncomfortable. He stretched and twisted his neck, and said: "Young Master Ye Family? Isn't Young Master Ye Family Ye Qingkuang? Since when did a little kid who hadn't grown any hair appear, and he could even represent Ye Family to fight? No one else is on the Ye Family? "

This sentence was very hurtful and also very ear-piercing. Even the two youths sitting beside him who were luxuriously dressed were obviously young masters. They all slightly narrowed their eyes. Ye Shisan and Evening Seventeen's face became gloomy as they heard this.

As for Ye Qinghan, he remained expressionless and cold, and only turned his head in surprise. He looked at Ye Shisan and asked indifferently: "Who is he?"

"Young Master Long Shuiliu, nephew of the Lord Prefect." Ye Shisan shook his lips and said softly.

"Oh?" Ye Qinghan nodded, he twisted his neck and asked suspiciously: "Isn't there only one young miss in Lord Prefect? When did you get a nephew?

Ye Qinghan's question made Ye Shisan's face turn even more gloomy, and also made the two young masters beside him look even more pleased, but of course, it also made Long Shuiliu's pale face turn even darker.

"Eh!" Ye Qinghan did not wait for Long Shuiliu to speak, he turned and looked at him, with a face full of bewilderment: "Okay, even if you are Lord Prefect's relative, I think you are not Xue Wuhen's relative right? About the matter between Xue Wuhen and I. What right do you have to stand up for him? or I can think of it that way... You spoke up on behalf of the Lord Prefect, and you want to become enemies with our Ye Family on behalf of the Lord Prefect? "

"Hua!"

Ye Qinghan's sharp words startled everyone present, his words were too sharp. He had actually raised a small dispute to the level of the Mansion Lord and the Five Great Families. Who would dare to spout nonsense? Who would dare to randomly answer? How could Long Shuiliu represent the Lord Prefect? How could he dare to represent the Lord Prefect s against the Ye Family s? Therefore, his mouth was wide open, yet he could not say anything. However, his handsome face seemed to be slightly distorted.

The two young masters sitting on the side also had very distinctive features. One of them was a typical muscular man, his entire body exuding a cruel and dry aura, with a long sword on his back. The other one, on the other hand, was even more handsome than Long Shuiliu. It could even be said that he was quite beautiful. At this moment, the expressions on their faces were even more unique than their looks. However, if it was anyone else who wanted to laugh, they would try their best not to. Their expressions were all very special.

Yue Niang's expression was also very special. She was thinking, why is it that every single one of my Ye Family s that come out is more crazy than the last? The beautiful phoenix eyes blinked at the maidservant behind her, revealing a special meaning. The maidservant nodded and quietly left the pavilion.

"Of course Young Master Long doesn't represent the Mansion Lord at the moment. But I also want to know, as a young master whose family is in dire straits, when did you become a representative for the Ye Family?" At the critical moment, Xue Wuhen finally spoke. Previously, when he was facing Ye Qinghan, he was in the wrong, so he was a little silent. However, Ye Qinghan's current arrogant and hostile attitude had successfully aroused his arrogance. If he did not say anything in the face of such a situation, others would definitely look down on him.

"Oh? You finally dare to speak, you turtle? And … If I can stand here today, I can represent my Ye Family, although this young master does not really care about this identity. " Ye Qinghan looked at Xue Wuhen with interest, raised his eyebrows and said provocatively.

Xue Wuhen's pupils contracted and his expression changed a few times. In the end, he still said: "Ye Qinghan, sometimes it's better to be kind!"

"Humph!" I've always been kind, but... I don't think there's a need to be nice to people like you. Besides, I'm not friendly? You... "What's the matter again?" Ye Qinghan laughed coldly, and said proudly.

Seeing Ye Qinghan looking as if he was looking for something, the place immediately tensed up. Everyone was silent, the place was completely silent, but the smell of gunpowder in the air could be smelt by everyone.

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