Chen Yuyang did not expect that his ancestor, who had always been decisive in killing and decisive, was so persistent in this kind of thing, and he did not expect that a serious old man would have such cynical and disrespectful times. However, Chen Yuyang's sigh seemed too early, because just when Chen Yuyang was stunned, Chen Lingfeng, the ancestor of the Chen family, and the real ruler of the Chen family, said another sentence, which made Chen Yuyang feel the thunder rolling sky, shocked Chen Yuyang, the quasi-saint, and was covered in sweat.

"Zhuge Ziyu has the support of the Zhuge family, and there are millions of guns behind her. Duanmu Qingyi is also good. She looks like a little wife. When she gets married, she must be a good wife and mother. It's really hard to choose." After pondering for a long time, the old man suddenly approached Chen Yuyang, narrowed his eyes and smiled, "Or what if both of them are married?"

Chen Yuyang suddenly felt sweaty and complained: "Old ancestor, how can marriage be played? Besides, things like Ehuang and Nuying are unrealistic in modern times. Even if you have no objection, will they have no objection? Who would be willing to give their daughter to someone as a mistress!"

Chen Lingfeng smiled and said, "What's the problem? As long as you agree, Zhuge Ming and the old man from Duanmu Hao Kingdom took action personally. They might as well send someone to me, and the old man will take your surname!"

Chen Yuyang couldn't help but give up his thumbs up and said, "Ancestor, you are so strong." Suddenly, Chen Yuyang remembered something and said, "Ancestor, you have slandered me again. You have my surname, isn't you still Chen?"

The old man smiled awkwardly, slacked off the silver threads on his temples, and said with a sneer: "You guy discovered it! But the old man's words are definitely not aimless. As long as you agree, no matter how many you marry, no one will dare to say a word."

Chen Yuyang said horrifiedly: "Oncestor, how many more do you plan to marry me?"

Chen Lingfeng narrowed his eyes and smiled: "The Chen family is so small, of course, the more it is better!"

Chen Yuyang shook his head helplessly and said with a smile: "The Chen family's foundation is in the army, while the Duanmu family's foundation is in Zhongnanhai. Moreover, the Duanmu family is very close to the Bai family, and I think the old man from the Duanmu family will not agree to marry the Chen family!"

"This is not something you are considering!" Old Man Chen Lingfeng suddenly became serious and smiled: "However, after coming to Kyoto for such a short time, you can understand so many truths. This is already a rare and valuable thing."

After a while of silence, the old man sighed again: "Yangyang, it's a pity that your understanding and foundation are not engaged in the political situation!"

Chen Yuyang quickly shook his hand and said, "Old man, you should spare me!"

Old man Chen Lingfeng groped in the teapot at hand, and the boiling water flowed out of the teapot, brewed on the tea leaves, and the tea leaves stretched out, emitting a charming fragrance. The old man smiled and said, "In fact, politics is just a very simple thing. But if you want, the old man will not force it. Regarding the Duanmu family affairs, the old man will only give you one sentence. In politics, there are only opponents, no enemies, only eternal interests, no disasters cannot be solved. So if you like it, go after it bravely!"

Chen Yuyang suddenly narrowed his eyes and sneered: "There is really nothing in this world that I, Chen Yuyang, dare not do. If I really like Duanmu Qingyi, the Duanmu family will not take it in my eyes at all. I want to take people away, but no one can stop me!"

"Okay, this is my Chen family. Don't be timid and don't look like a man! This is how the old man will look down on you!"

"I understand, my ancestor!" Chen Yuyang nodded softly and said, "I'll go back first, my ancestors should also rest early!"

The fragrance of tea was still overflowing. Chen Lingfeng nodded and said, "Go back and have a good rest!"

Just when Chen Yuyang was walking to the door, the old man Chen Lingfeng called him again: "Yangyang!"

Chen Yuyang looked back and said, "What are the instructions of our ancestors?"

"The old man wants to ask you, what do you think of Song Yuanshan?" Chen Lingfeng suddenly said seriously: "That little girl Xinchen is very strict, but Kyoto is my place, so this matter cannot be hidden from me!"

"Our ancestors have been in Kyoto for many years, and these junior ancestors know very well. I haven't said much about it recently when I came to Beijing!" Chen Yuyang pondered for a while and said with a smile.

Chen Lingfeng's face became gloomy and said, "You kid, don't give the old man Tai Chi. The old man just wanted to ask for your opinion. You are the future successor of the Chen family, and your attitude will represent the future attitude of the Chen family. The old man is only you, you are the great-grandson, and Xin Chen is the great-grandson, so there cannot be any conflict between you!"

Chen Yuyang sighed and said, "Female, Song Yuanshan is a good choice."

"I want to hear what you are saying below~~" Chen Lingfeng said in a Buddhist heart.

"But Song Qingfeng is a fake person. If the Chen family has always been strong, then there will be no problem. But once there is any problem with the Chen family, then the ancestors must not believe that the Song family can help. It would be great if they don't turn against each other!"

Listening to Chen Yuyang's words, Chen Lingfeng smiled and waved, "You go back first, Xin Chen is still young now. I want to see it for another two years!"

Chen Yuyang narrowed his eyes and smiled. He knew that the old man was very satisfied with his words. The old man had already made a decision in his heart. He just wanted to take a look again.

Back in the room, Chen Yuyang locked the door tightly and collapsed on his big bed. He narrowed his eyes and kept flashing in his mind what happened for a day, the soy milk shop in the morning, the police station, and then the ninja assassin, and then one after another. Sniper and counter-sniper. And the man in black who suddenly appeared, one by one seemed to be coincidental, and it was impossible to happen again. These things had almost no connection.

The more Chen Yuyang thought about it, the more complicated his mood became. In the end, all his doubts were placed on the mysterious man in black.

"There shouldn't be such a person in the human world. Who is it, who is it?" Chen Yuyang muttered silently.

The human world is not a prehistoric world, nor is it a place where quasi-saints walk around the ground, and golden immortals are not as good as dogs. So this makes Chen Yuyang extremely confused.

Just when Chen Yuyang was confused, a black lotus seemed to have transformed into the void in front of him. Just like the man in black, the lotus became closer and closer, smiling ferociously, as if he was about to swallow Chen Yuyang in one mouthful.

"Who is yours?" Chen Yuyang asked coldly.

"I'm you~~" The black lotus smiled ferociously, and the laughter became louder, which made Chen Yuyang feel at a loss.

At this moment, a voice suddenly came into Chen Yuyang's ears and said, "Keep your mind and keep your spiritual platform clean!"
Chapter completed!