Conceited Immortal On Campus

"By the way, are you going to walk back?"

"If you like, you can drive this car away!"

Yunmobing looks at Chen Yi and takes out the key to the Lamborghini.

Chen Yi didn't turn around, but just lightly responded: "no certificate!"

Two words, let cloud Mo ice be stunned, then laugh.

Master Wudao, will you care about this?

For a moment, yunmobing thinks Chen Yi is cute.

Chen Yi naturally doesn't care what Yun Mo Bing thinks. When she gets home, it's already evening.

Li Wenyun has already left work and is cooking in the kitchen.

Chen Xinjia comes out and looks at Chen Yi. The two brothers and sisters look at each other and smile.

Both of them have their own secrets, and none of them has ever broken them.

It was a quiet night. Chen Yi was still practicing in his own room.

Early the next morning, Chen Yi got up and went to Guanjiang garden.

This time, he took the key directly and opened villa one.

No. 1 villa, is the entire Chinese style decoration style, antique, but there is no lack of modern flavor.

Chen Yi doesn't care about this. Instead, he takes out the blood cinnabar from the villa.

The whole villa has five floors, three above and two below.

Chen Yi is on the top floor of the villa, overlooking the river like a mirror.

Then, he took out the demon blood cinnabar and poured it on the ground.

Xuanyuan lead spirit array!

This is the unique gathering spirit array of Xuanyuan gate thousands of years ago.

The mysterious array pattern is more like a talisman in the center. When Chen Yi outlines the whole array with demon blood and cinnabar, he can see the red light flashing. This array seems to be branded on the ground.

At the same time, landing outside the window, there seems to be a breeze.

Chen Yi puts on a faint smile and sets up the array. Practicing here is like getting twice the result with half the effort.

Immediately, he entered the array and ran the tunyuan Jue again.

If you open the eyes of immortals, you can see that in which river, the aura of heaven and earth is like thousands of snakes coming to No. 1 villa.

Chen Yi is slowly breathing, sitting in a cross posture, chest ups and downs, with the passage of time, Chen Yi's nasal cavity, each time breathing, reach spit only thin, accept only continuous state.

It's quite mysterious to exhale and inhale.

Even before snoring, there is a flow of Qi, which can be seen by the naked eye.

……

Jinfu Jiayuan, a few cars appeared at the door in the morning.

Some people who came down from above seemed to be surveying the Jiayuan garden of Jinfu, which attracted many people's attention.

Chen Weiguo is at home, watching TV in silence.

For more than four years, he has been used to his useless appearance.

His unwillingness to cause trouble to his family seems to be what he can do now.

On that steady face, I don't know how much unwilling, aggrieved, angry, resentful

Once the young master of the Chen family, now he can only be a useless person.

By Chen family dislike, almost, almost be swept out.

Even so, the contact with the Chen family every year is pitiful.

Perhaps only Chen Weiguo knows about the pain.

Just as Chen Weiguo talked about the financial and financial situation of Jinling on TV, the subtle footsteps outside the door made Chen Weiguo's eyes condense.

He also practiced martial arts. Of course, the abolition of martial arts four years ago does not mean that he lost his martial arts acumen.

"Jiajia!"

Chen Weiguo suddenly turns his wheelchair and calls out Chen Xinjia, who is playing with her mobile phone in the house.

"What's the matter, dad?" Chen Xinjia came out full of doubts.

"You go down there and buy dad two boxes of cigarettes!" Chen Weiguo opened his mouth with a smile.

Chen Xinjia was stunned, "Dad, didn't you quit smoking?"

"I want to smoke!" Chen Weiguo said with a smile.

"Good!" Chen Xinjia hesitated, "if mom knows..."

"Go Chen Weiguo waved.

Chen Xinjia quickly put on her shoes, opened the door and went out.

When Chen Xinjia left, Chen Weiguo sat in a wheelchair and looked at the slowly closed door, his eyes gradually became deep.

Suddenly, the knock on the door rang out slowly. Chen Weiguo turned his wheelchair to open the door.

Outside the door, a young man with a cigarette in his mouth and a little ruffian looks at Chen Weiguo.

He took out a picture of Chen Yi.

"Old man, do you know him?"

Chen Weiguo looks at Chen Yi in the photo and says with a smile, "I know you!"

"My son, what can I do for you

He put his hands on the armrest of the wheelchair, full of indifferent looking at this group of people.The young man laughed and said, "just get to know each other."

"My elder brother, I have something to do with him!"

Chen Weiguo said faintly: "my son is not at home!"

The young man's face suddenly showed a sneer, "then charge some interest first!"

"Tell your son, if you dare to provoke the wrong person next time, be careful of your own life!"

Bang!

The young man kicked Chen Weiguo in his wheelchair.

"Hit me!"

Suddenly, more than ten people rushed into the house.

Bang Bang

Eight or nine minutes later, Chen Xinjia went upstairs after buying cigarettes. She just met the group of people and gave them a strange look.

When she got home, she saw the open door, the mess of the house, and the bruised Chen Weiguo. Her face suddenly changed.

"Dad

In Chen Xinjia's voice, there was even a cry.

Although Chen Weiguo suffered some injuries and clenched his fists, he still showed a smile when he saw Chen Xinjia.

"Jiajia, it's OK!"

His Shuangquan, abruptly released, after Chen Xinjia helped the broken wheelchair, he struggled to support his body and sat in the wheelchair again.

Chen Weiguo looked at his daughter, who was sobbing, and the mess of his home.

Once upon a time, the people of the Chen family were so powerful in Jinling, but now they have to be bullied to such a degree.

"Jiajia, close the door. Where's the smoke?" Chen Weiguo patted Chen Xinjia on the shoulder. In his voice, he sighed, "to Dad!"

Guanjiang garden, villa No.1.

Chen Yi is still practicing. Suddenly, his mobile phone rings, interrupting Chen Yi's appearance of being in harmony with heaven and earth.

As her eyes slowly open, Chen Yi takes out her cell phone and looks at the phone number on it.

"Jiajia, what's the matter?"

Chen Yi answers the phone and asks faintly.

"Brother!"

Chen Xinjia's crying voice rang out, "someone smashed the house and beat Dad!"

"Dad won't let me tell mom, I don't know what to do!"

"Where are you, brother?"

Chen Xinjia's words, in Chen Yi's ears, are full of thunder.

That pair of eyes as light as water, at this moment, but like dark clouds, waves.

"Who did it?" Chen Yi spits out three words.

Chen Xinjia cried: "I don't know!"

"I'll be right back!" Chen Yi hangs up the phone, and his eyes look like three feet cold.

The heart of a thousand years, if angry!