Shenhao: I'm really the big villain, Qin Lang and Mu Yuyan

The next day, at noon.

There was a turmoil in the basement. Under the impact of the powerful energy and blood, some temporary furniture was knocked upside down.

Ye Chen, who was sitting cross-legged, opened his eyes, and a golden light suddenly appeared in his pupils.

He clenched his fists, feeling the majestic power of Qi and blood, the corners of his mouth tilted, and he said with pride, "Finally recovered!"

Not only that,

He felt that this life-and-death crisis not only did not leave an irreparable severe wound in his body, but even took advantage of this opportunity to put himself to death and survive, and his strength improved a bit.

At this time, he is even stronger than when he was in the decisive battle with the woman in palace costume!

Longju walked in from the outside, looked around, and said tentatively, "Shuai Long, you..."

"The injury is healed, and the strength has increased a bit." Ye Chen replied lightly, seemingly casually, but in fact he couldn't restrain his joy.

Sure enough, people are in good spirits on happy occasions.

Yesterday, I learned that Lin Xinyi lived a happy life in Jiangnan County.

As a husband, he was extremely comforted.

Feeling relieved, I didn't expect that it took less than a day to completely force the sporadic cold air out of my body.

Even, the power of qi and blood is more and more condensed by the cold!Got a lot of benefits!

"Congratulations to Long Shuai for returning to the top!"

Longju clasped his hands, lowered his head, extremely pious.

Ye Chen nodded lightly, and asked curiously, "Didn't I tell you not to come in while I was recuperating?"

"This subordinate has something to report." Long Ju didn't raise his head.

Ye Chen looked indifferently, "What's the matter?"

Long Ju said calmly, "The Qin family sent someone here to meet Long Shuai. This person is the housekeeper of the Qin family. He has served the heads of the Qin family for two generations and has a pivotal position in the Qin family."

"The butler of the Qin family? What is he doing here?" Ye Chen frowned, "Let him in."

Longju nodded, turned and left.

After a while, he went back and forth, followed by a fat old man with a kind face who could hold a boat in the prime minister's belly.

"I've always heard of His Royal Highness the God of War's reputation, but seeing him today, I'm sure he's so majestic!"

The fat old man bent down, made a bow, and smiled, the flesh on his face squeezed his eyes into slits.

Ye Chen sneered, "The Qin family asked you to come, could it be that you, the housekeeper, are here to flatter you?"

"Misunderstanding, His Highness God of War misunderstood, the Qin family is so solemn, how could they do something so flattering?" The fat old man shook his head, with a smile on his face all the time, "It's just that I have admired the reputation of His Highness God of War for a long time, and suddenly, I feel it." Forget it, if His Highness God of War doesn't like it, then I won't show my admiration any more."

"If you have anything to say, just say it, I don't like gossip." Ye Chen said indifferently.

He could tell that this fat old man was not an ordinary person, and his strength was actually much stronger than that of Longju.

He should have the strength of a worldly expert, but the behavior of a worldly villain made him very contemptuous, he didn't like it very much, and it could even be said that he hated it.

"Under the order of the old Patriarch, I come to ask His Highness the God of War for one."

The fat old man got straight to the point, his head lowered even lower, if it wasn't for the double chin that hindered his way, he might have touched his chest, "Zhao Yan is a younger generation of the Zhao family and has nothing to do with this matter. Remember the villain, and allow me to take this son away."

Ye Chen smiled, "The person I arrested, let him go if you say so. If you let him go, can the Zhao family let me go?"

The fat old man nodded heavily, raised his face, squinted his eyes, and said solemnly, "Please rest assured, Your Highness, the God of War. The old Patriarch said that as long as His Highness is willing to let you go, the Zhao family will never treat His Highness again." Any move, including Mr. Longju's Long family, will no longer be attacked by the Zhao family, and the Zhao family is willing to compensate the Long family and Your Highness the God of War for all losses."

Ye Chen leaned against the head of the bed with a sneer on his face, "Can I believe what the old Patriarch of the Qin family said?

I haven't met before, and you want me to let you go with just one sentence, isn't it a bit too condescending? "

The fat old man was still respectful, and bowed his head again, "Old Patriarch, keep your word and never break your word."

"Okay!" Ye Chen waved his hand and ordered to Long Ju, "Let me get that kid Zhao Yan."

"Yes!"

Hearing this, Longju immediately set off to lead people!

Soon, Zhao Yan walked over with the beaten nose and swollen face.

He was very happy, letting go of Zhao Yan, the Long family would no longer suffer any ostracism, and might even get compensation from the Zhao family to make up for the previous losses.

For him, the guilt in his heart can be relieved.

"Fat old man, save me! Save me!"

Zhao Yan's entire face was swollen like a pig's head, and his eyes could hardly be opened. Through a crack, he saw a stranger. Remembering Longju's babbling before bringing him here, he knew that this stranger was here to rescue him. His heart was extremely pleasantly surprised, and he desperately wanted to escape from here.

"Mr. Zhao, please rest assured. Since my Qin family sent someone here, I will naturally bring you back safe and sound."

The fat old man grandly made his great wish in front of Ye Chen and Long Ju.

Then he bowed his head and said respectfully, "Thank you, His Highness God of War, for letting me go. The old Patriarch will definitely keep this favor in mind. The old Patriarch of the Zhao family will come to the door in person at that time, and eliminate the grievances between His Highness God of War and the Zhao family."

After the fat old man finished speaking, he grabbed Zhao Yan's hand, said goodbye, and turned to leave.

"Where are you going? Did I tell you to leave?"

Ye Chen's light words made the fat old man turn around.

But at this moment, a strong wind hit.

Peng!

The power of Qi and blood hit Zhao Yan, directly blasting him seven meters away, and hitting the wall of the basement abruptly, making a resounding sound.

Uh……

Zhao Yan was stuck to the wall, and it took several seconds for him to fall slowly, with blood gurgling out of his mouth, and a hoarse sound from his throat, as if there was an air leak.

His eyes rolled up and he died on the spot.

The fat old man was inexplicably horrified, and said loudly, "What is His Highness the God of War going to do? The old Patriarch has already promised that he will definitely solve the grievances between you and the Zhao family, why do you want to do it?"

Ye Chen sneered, "The grievance between me and the Zhao family cannot be resolved, why should it be resolved?

Now, it is I who want to destroy the Zhao family, not the Zhao family who wants to destroy me!

Why should I rely on the prestige of your Qin family? "

Long Ju was stunned at the side, looking at Zhao Yan's corpse with a dazed expression.

And the fat old man was even more annoyed, beating his chest and stamping his feet, "His Royal Highness God of War is in trouble!"

"People are there. If you want to take them away, then take them away. I won't send them away." Ye Chen waved his hands, and said in a cold and indifferent voice, "The Patriarch of the Qin family keeps his promises. I, Ye Chen, always keep my promises. Zhao Yan will definitely not hold back!"

The fat old man said nothing, walked to Zhao Yan's corpse with a painful expression, shook his head in frustration, carried the corpse, and staggered away.

The moment he left the basement, the fat old man's painful expression disappeared in an instant, replaced by Gu Jing's unwavering calm, his eyes squinted, showing no emotional fluctuations.