If a person is called not a human, should he feel proud or sad? No matter what Chen Yuyang thinks now, Maggie Song and Black Widow are already quiet and anxious. Assassination of He Yuanxiu was a last resort. The Black Widow Killer Group was originally an unknown small organization. Now that they assassinated He Yuanxiu, they will soon become famous in Jinghua, but what followed was also troubles that gave them great headaches, which could be said to be quite troublesome.

The He family's revenge will soon come back. They are about to face not only the pursuit of the white path, but also the red flowers in the underworld. This gives Song Maggie Song an extremely headache.

The night is deep, and the moon is in the middle of the sky. In the near future, a slight chill has been revealed in the air in Kyoto. On the pine trees and under the eaves, crystal clear frozen nails can be seen everywhere. It seems that the arrival of the Spring Festival is everywhere.

With a slight layer of frost and dew, Chen Yuyang returned to the Chen family, and did not alarm anyone, and returned to his room. On the General's stairs, opposite Chen Yuyang's room was the room of Chen Lingfeng. At this moment, there was a faint light in the old man's room. The old man over 80 years old had not yet rested, which was a bit surprising.

Sweeping away the wind and frost all over his body, Chen Yuyang slowly walked to the old man's door. The door was half-closed, and a kind but faint voice came from inside: "Yangyang, the old man knows you are back, come in!"

Chen Yuyang laughed at himself, originally just trying to see what the old man was doing, but he forgot that this ancestor, who is the same top-notch existence in the human world, has almost the same cultivation as Xiaoyao Tianji, and is much higher than the so-called god-level master Ye Xu.

He smiled with a self-deprecating smile and pushed open the door. This is not the first time Chen Yuyang has entered the old man's room. The old ancestor's room has always been mysterious. Even the brothers Chen Zhenqian and Chen Zhenkun rarely enter. Everything is handled in the study. The old man's bedroom is one of the forbidden areas of the Chen family. Of course, Chen Yuyang is excluded.

The room is not big, about fifty square meters, and the decoration is not too modern, very simple and clear at a glance. Apart from a large bed and an ancient coffee table, the decorations of the whole room are only an ancient sword hanging on the wall. The ancient sword is very long, and ordinary ancient swords are three feet three, and that length is already considered long. The old man's ancient sword is more than four feet long. It is said that this ancient sword once killed no less than a thousand Japanese invaders on the battlefield of the Anti-Japanese War.

"Old ancestor!" Chen Yuyang nodded respectfully.

At this moment, the old man Chen Lingfeng was not as usual, wearing an old-fashioned military coat and holding a military kettle. Instead, he wore a white silk gown, and savored tea on the side of the coffee table. His thin face looked like a bit master.

"Sit down and have a cup of tea. The outside is cold and warm your body!" the old man said with a chuckling.

Chen Yuyang was not polite, and sat down, but joked: "Oncestor, don't you drink all of you? How could you taste tea?"

He picked up the teacup at his hand and stroked his fingers, which made him feel like a matte. Chen Yuyang chuckled and said, "It's still the official kiln of the Ming Dynasty~"

After taking a sip of tea, Chen Yuyang narrowed his eyes and said, "It's so bitter!"

"This bitter tea~" the old man smiled faintly and said, "The bitter tea you made by yourself naturally has to drink it!"

Chen Yuyang was stunned and asked in confusion: "Don't you know what my ancestors mean?"

Old Man Chen Lingfeng smiled faintly, then dipped his finger in tea and a few simple strokes on the coffee table. The word "He" appeared in front of Chen Yuyang. However, although these strokes seemed simple, they carried the mystery of Xiaoyao sword technique and were full of sword intent.

Chen Yuyang smiled bitterly and said, "Sure enough, nothing can be hidden from the eyes of the ancestors~!"

Chen Lingfeng smiled mockingly, staring at Chen Yuyang, with a playful smile on his face, raised his hand, poured a cup of tea again, and the bitter taste continued to spread in the air: "Yangyang, old man, I have been in Kyoto for forty or fifty years, Kyoto is my territory. You are making trouble on my territory, can I not know about old man?" Sighing, the old man smiled and said, "I just want to tell you that the water in Kyoto is very deep. Don't rely on your cultivation to do whatever you want. In terms of force, you may be the strongest in the world, but in terms of power and tricks, you are still far behind those old foxes!"

Chen Yuyang smiled bitterly, picked up a steaming cup of teacup again, grinded and tasted it continuously, and mocked in his heart: I have experienced the methods of those old guys.

"Master plot?" Chen Yuyang mocked; "The great-grandson always believed that open plots are the way, conspiracy is the art, and using strength to break the way is the right truth!"

As he said that, Chen Yuyang drank all the bitter tea in one mouthful, smiled faintly, and a clear and profound expression appeared between his eyebrows, saying, "Don't worry, my great-grandson will solve the bitter tea he made by himself, but let the Chen family wipe my butt!"

Chen Lingfeng was stunned for a moment, suddenly smiled bitterly, shook his head and said, "The stubbornness between your eyebrows is almost exactly the same as your father back then." After a pause, the old man changed his tone and said, "But it is already amazing that you can have such an understanding. Your starting point is higher than your father!"

Chen Yuyang smiled disconcernedly, shook his head and said, "A person's long-term vision, the broad view of the overall situation has nothing to do with his own understanding and cultivation?"

"Oh, what does that have to do with it?" Old Man Chen Lingfeng suddenly became curious, as if there were countless things that were expected of this great-grandson.

Chen Yuyang smiled badly and said, "It has something to do with a person's butt. Only by sitting in that position can you look at what you should look at in this position. And I don't like people always staring at my butt, so let's forget about some things!"

Old Man Chen Lingfeng smiled and nodded, but still pointed at Chen Yuyang with anger and said, "Your child is like your father."

After a while of silence, the old man shook his head and said, "Well, you have your own life, and I will not impose interference from the old man. Moreover, people are destined to be perfect. No one in this world can stand on the double peak of strength and power. I can't do it, my old man, your father cannot do it, and you cannot do it."

"Thank you for your accomplishment!" Chen Yuyang complimented faintly, but he smiled bitterly in his heart: I did this back then, but I lost the most precious time. The time I spent with my family and lover, there is indeed no one or more people and things in this world.

The old man Chen Lingfeng immediately smiled and said, "Little guy, don't be busy thanking me. I will give you what you promised me and the burden of the Chen family inheritance. You can't regret it."

"Uh``````" Chen Yuyang didn't know how to answer.
Chapter completed!