Tianyuan Divine Art

"Master Ye, congratulations!"

"Double happiness is coming to our Cultivation Alliance today. Everyone should drink to their heart's content later, and we must celebrate Master Ye well!"

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After Ye Lingtian and Shen Ye's father and son recognized each other, Zhang Hengyuan, Yun Chen and others stepped forward to congratulate them, and at the same time looked at Wen Jichun with envy. As the biggest contributor to Ye Lingtian's father and son's recognition, Wen Jichun will definitely get a generous reward this time. return.

"Patriarch Wen, thank you!"

After dealing with the congratulations from Zhang Hengyuan and others, Ye Lingtian walked up to Wen Jichun and said gratefully.

Wen Jichun was already happy in his heart at this time, but he kept saying in his mouth: "Master Ye is very polite, this is also the fate of your father and son!"

Although Ye Lingtian is simply thanking her with one fell swoop, Wen Jichun knows that with Ye Lingtian's character, the Wen family will definitely gain a lot this time.

After all, when Shen Ye was adopted back then, Wen Jichun also had a gambling mentality. If Shen Ye had nothing to do with Ye Lingtian, it would be a waste of so many cultivation resources, but if there was a relationship between the two If so, the rewards the Wen family has received must be countless times what they have paid over the years.

Ye Lingtian nodded lightly, thought for a while and said: "In two days, I will go to see his mother with Shen Ye, and I will bother you when the time comes!"

"As long as Master Ye goes, our Wen family will sweep the couch to welcome us no matter what time it is!"

Wen Jichun hurriedly said with a smile.

Ye Lingtian smiled slightly, then glanced at everyone, and said cheerfully: "Come on, today is a day worth celebrating, I'll have a few drinks with everyone!"

On an early summer night, the city of Yanjing was shrouded in a layer of dim yellow light mist, and various neon lights complemented each other. The red wall has witnessed how many usurpation of power and throne, secret killings in the palace.

And Yanjing tonight is destined to be another ominous night.

On the wide Chang'an Avenue, Ye Lingtian drove the mighty and domineering special red flag all the way west, and soon entered a quiet area.

There are no skyscrapers here, no neon lights that complement each other, only large courtyards surrounded by tall walls.

This is where Yanjing really shows its identity. It is conceivable that only a few of the top floors of Huaxia can have a courtyard covering thousands or even tens of thousands of square meters in an international metropolis like Yanjing. wealthy family.

The Shen family is one of the few wealthy families.

Decades ago, the older generation of the Shen family had an outstanding figure who later became the founding father of China, but this figure had a long-term vision and did not let his descendants continue to be in politics. Let them all do business, relying on his connections during his reign to build a powerful business empire.

In the following years, although the Shen family had ups and downs, because the foundation laid before was too solid, several financial storms failed to cause much damage to the Shen family, but made the Shen family bigger and bigger.

At night, the courtyard of the Shen family is quiet. The buildings in the courtyard are modeled on the layout of a courtyard house. Although it was built in later generations, all the bricks and tiles, including the decoration materials, are in the style of the Ming and Qing Dynasties. When you enter, you feel as if you are in the Grand View Garden.

"Grandpa, it's windy, let me help you into the house to rest!"

Under the crabapple tree in the inner courtyard, a middle-aged man in his 40s walked up to an old man in a Tang suit, with gray hair, a hooked nose, and a gloomy look in his eyes lying on a rocking chair, respectfully. said.

The early summer breeze was still tinged with coolness, the old man in Tang suit didn't speak, he stretched out his hand to let the middle-aged man help him up, and after walking a few steps, he shook his head and said with emotion: "I'm old, I can't stand even this little wind! "

"Grandpa, you are only a hundred years old. In this day and age, you are still young!"

The middle-aged man supported the old man in Tang suit and said flatteringly.

The old man in Tang suit didn't pay attention to the flattery of the middle-aged man. After a pause, he changed the subject and said sadly: "Shen Ming, I don't know what happened to your little aunt Yun after so many years. Go, but there is no news! If the doll is still there, he must be as old as you! Well, no, let me do the math, he is 15 years older than you! Alas, if the Gao family didn’t push people too hard, I wouldn't have made such a decision!"

"Grandpa, Shen Yun committed a bitch on her own. Who told her to go outside to seduce men, and finally brought back a bastard. The reputation of our Shen family has been ruined by her. She should have killed that bastard in the first place!"

When the middle-aged man named Shen Ming heard the old man in Tang suit talking about Shen Yun, he immediately showed a very disdainful expression and said angrily.

But as soon as he finished speaking, he felt a cold air coming towards him, as if he was in an ice cellar, which made him shiver several times in a row.

"Who do you say is a wild species?"

Shen Ming, who was puzzled, didn't understand what was going on, when a cold voice suddenly sounded, which surprised both Shen Ming and the old man in Tang suit.

"Who?"

Shen Ming couldn't help turning around subconsciously, but found nothing. In the huge courtyard, there were only him and the old man in Tang suit.

"It's me——Chen Ye! It's that bastard you kept saying just now that he should have been killed long ago!"

Just when Shen Ming was still in shock, the cold voice sounded again, and then two clouds of white mist suddenly appeared in front of him, and in the white mist, two vague figures could be vaguely seen, which were Ye Lingtian and Shen Ye.

"You... are you a human or a ghost? Don't come here!"

Shen Ming's heartbeat suddenly accelerated, his eyes widened, and he pointed at the figure in the white mist with stiff fingers and screamed.

Hearing Shen Ming's screams, a large group of men and women were thrown out from the rooms around the courtyard, but after seeing the two clouds of white mist, they all looked terrified and dared not go forward.

The old man in Tang suit was also shocked when he saw this scene, and asked in a trembling voice: "Son, are you really Xiaoyun's child?"

Shen Ye glanced coldly at the old man in Tang suit, and said in a deep voice, "Come one by one, and your debt will be settled with you later. Shen Ming, I once swore that anyone who calls me a bastard will be punished." He must die badly! It is an honor that you are the first person to die under my hands, but I will not let you die so quickly, I will make you suffer!"

After finishing speaking, Shen Ye stretched out his fingers, and there was already a gorgeous flame like a will-o'-the-wisp in between his fingers. Before Shen Ming could react, the gorgeous flame had already flown to him. (To be continued.)