Abandoning concubines and raising children to seize the throne

A majestic force swept out of the room, pushing Ye Jing Yuping several feet away. The aura was like an invisible cover, covering the entire courtyard. No matter where he came from, it was difficult to take another step forward.

This kind of powerful internal force is really terrifying.

This is probably Da Yin hiding in the city.

Ye Jingyu's strength is considered to be at the peak of a warrior, but he has been unable to split the energy with his palms several times.

If you continue, you will be asking for trouble.

I had no choice but to say to the inside: "Xuan'er, I'll pick you up again in seven days. I hope the senior will take care of my wife and children. I'll take my leave now!"

At the same time, Ye Zhan was shaking the golden bells in the palace.

The crisp ringing sound shot straight into the sky, with a string of ripples invisible to the naked eye, spreading continuously from the small courtyard.

After a moment, a figure appeared silently in the courtyard.

"Senior, are you calling me junior?"

It was Dong Ziyu who asked the question.

He searched the capital for two days, but could not find any trace of his uncle, so he simply ordered two kilograms of beef, drank several bowls of wine, and went to find an inn to sleep.

Hearing the ringing in his sleep, he immediately followed the sound and found a man wearing a snow-white robe standing in the courtyard. He couldn't help but feel puzzled.

"Hey, why is my golden bell in your hand?"

Dong Ziyu didn't know Ye Zhan and couldn't help but look at him curiously.

Ye Zhan's eyes darkened slightly. "Is this bell yours?"

Dong Ziyu hummed and asked in a naive voice: "Yeah, what's wrong?"

Ye Zhan's voice suddenly became sharp.

"Then do you know a person named Yin Li?"

Dong Ziyu looked confused, scratched his head and said, "Who is Yin Li? I've never heard of it."

Ye Zhan snorted coldly: "She disappeared two years ago because of this bell, so she must have something to do with your sect."

Dong Ziyu thought for a moment and said honestly: "Then you have to ask my master. I am just an ordinary disciple. I know nothing except practicing and eating and sleeping every day."

"Then I will arrest you and go find your master."

Ye Zhan suddenly took action, his fingers were like lightning, and he actually brought out a gust of harsh wind.

Dong Ziyu jumped up and down and dodged, muttering in his mouth: "You just hit me no matter what, it's too unreasonable."

Then he looked at Ye Zhan in surprise.

"You actually have such deep inner strength. Are you also a member of the sect?"

Ye Zhan raised the corners of his mouth slightly, but his voice was bone-chilling.

"You are the first person who is lucky enough to see my true strength. You should be satisfied."

While talking, the two of them had exchanged dozens of moves.

Dong Ziyu was at a slight disadvantage, but he still had the strength to fight again.

Ye Zhan hummed: "You must have some strength."

"I am just an ordinary disciple, far worse than my master."

While Dong Ziyu was speaking, his hand grabbed the golden bell like lightning.

"Since my benefactor doesn't want it, I will take it back."

"impossible."

Ye Zhan had already drawn his long sword, and the huge sword energy struck Dong Ziyu directly.

Dong Ziyu was startled.

"I don't have a weapon. I can't beat you. I'm going to run away first."

After he finished speaking, he made a false move, and the person was on the roof, and disappeared in an instant.

Ye Zhan lifted his breath and climbed up the courtyard wall.

Looking at the vast night, Ye Zhan's narrow eyes sank little by little, dark and captivating.

This time he used his true strength for the first time and failed to retain a young boy. It seemed that what Yin Qingxuan said was true. This person was indeed outstanding in Qinggong.

Thinking that he would leave tomorrow, Ye Zhan couldn't help but clutch the golden bell...