Chapter 1264: Has she gone down the mountain?

Yan Jia.
Backyard loft.
Inside the study.
Yan Shichang sat quietly in his chair. Opposite him, sitting on his only grandson. It is a disability.
Adding to the incident a few days ago, his mood was extremely unpleasant. Extremely angry.
Why are you angry?
Because he suddenly lost two powerful players. They are all great peers who have followed him for many years.
Yanjiadi is deep enough?
But over the years, he has only gathered so many. And it took a lot of thought to cultivate.
It can be said that a peerless power is an extremely valuable resource for any giant. It is impossible to measure with money.
If the money is gone, you can earn more. But the peerless strong, but it is impossible to meet.
And a peerless powerhouse can do a lot of things that are not convenient for the owner to take. A more important advantage is that you can improve your level of security.
The richer the person, the more afraid of death.
The richer people, the greater the danger they face.
For them, money cannot be more important than life.
"Grandpa. He is still alive." Yan Dengkui in a wheelchair is gloomy. The hands clenched into a fist, and the nails even scratched the palm. He didn't know it.
"I know." Yan Shichang's face is still calm. What big winds have he seen?
In the middle of his middle age. The wind and waves he experienced are far more than a hundred times larger than the present.
Yan Jia even almost lost. Didn't he also come over?
Isn't it the same as Ye Gong in Beijing?
So even after this failure, he is still calm and has no expression on his face.
"Then we are so tired?" Yan Dengkui is not reconciled. Not convinced. He wants Xiao Zheng to die, Xiao Zheng does not die, he will do a nightmare!
"Don't think about it again." Yan Shichang gently shook his head and licked his lips. "You go back to rest first."
Don't think about it for the time being?
Going back to rest?
Why, isn't there even a grandfather?
He still wants to say something more, and the door is pushed away.
It is not someone else who enters the house. It is his father, Yan Jiaxuan.
"Teng Kui. Go back to the room to rest."
Yan Jiaxuan walked into the study and promoted the wheelchair: "Your grandfather has to rest."
After that, he pushed Yan Dengkui to leave the study.
Out of the backyard, Yan Dengkui looked up at his father and said, "Is it so?"
"Your grandfather has tried his best." Yan Jiaxuan sighed. "Dragon XIII, Nangong Ningquan was killed by him. How many people in the world can kill him?"
"Use a gun. Use a gun. I don't believe that he is invulnerable, copper and iron." Yan Dengkui fell into a magic barrier.
"Things are not as simple as you think." Yan Jiaxuan shook his head.
Outside Yanjiamen.
A middle-aged woman stood at the door.
They are dressed in Tsing Yi and have a gentle temperament. The latter's face may only be considered a delicate show. But the face of the former is beautiful.
Yes.
She is not young, but her temperament and cultivation are not something that ordinary women can have.
Her eyes are very gentle and bright. Her every move reveals something different.
Who is she?
She is Ye Feng. Once the Queen of Yanjing. A terrible woman who puts all men on their feet.
But now, she only has Buddhahood. The face has never been angry or angry.
After sitting for more than 20 years, Ye Fenghuang is no longer the Queen of Yanjing. It is the monk of Fengming Peak.
But today, she appeared at the door of Yanjia.
"you are"
A Yanjia housekeeper walked slowly, his face showing confusion.
How do two monks appear in Yanjiamenkou? And still a nun?
Is it to come to the edge?
But now the monks should not be on the roadside, in the bustling city center?
It’s a bit too much to run Yanjiahuayuan?

Is the family here?
Ye Yuhua asked with a gentle, very gentle look.
"Well?" The butler became more and more puzzled.
Are the family members here?
What does this mean?

What are you doing?
the butler asked curiously.
He is a bit unsure of the other party's intentions.
Moreover, with the temperament and appearance of these two people, it is not like ordinary monks. Especially the former, even if it is just a stop here, he feels that he is full of filth. Not worthy of talking to her.
"See them." Ye Yuhua smiled.
"See who?"
"Everyone." Ye Yuhua still has a gentle smile.
"what happened?"
Yan Jiayu, who is chatting with his son in the living room, came to hear the news. Just ordered the butler to drive people away. But when he saw the woman standing at the door, his body trembled. The back is wet when it is boarded.
is her?
"Ye Boss" Yan Jiaxuan looks awkward. "How come you?"
"Let's see." Ye Yuhua smiled.
"Looking at" Yan Jiaxuan was busy coming up and pulling the housekeeper. "You please come in."
"Thank you." Ye Yuhua nodded gently and walked slowly into Yanjia.
Li Jing behind him is also following the trend. The eyebrows are drooping. It seems that the old man is in general. Very calm.
She did not use it.
But she is still here.
Not afraid of the threat of the young lady. I want to take a look.
In China, who dares to beat Miss's idea?
At least Li Jing has been with Ye Yuhua for decades and has not seen it once.
When the two just entered the living room, Yan Jiaxuan immediately ordered the servant to pour the tea, and the snack fruit quickly came up.
After Ye Yuhua was seated, he was not in a hurry to drink tea. He just looked at Yan Jiayu with a sigh of relief and smiled. "What about family?"
"My son just went back to the room to rest," Yan Jiaxuan explained.
"Call him out." Ye Yuhua still smiles. In the words, there is an unquestionable power.
"This" Yan Jiaxuan hesitated for a while, and finally nodded. "Good. I will call him this."
Hurriedly screamed Yan Dengkui, who had just lie down. He didn't even have time to tell his son what was going on.
Yan Dengkui was in a wheelchair with a sullen look, just about to open his mouth. At the moment when he sat in the living room, Ye Yuhua, he was paralyzed.
An angry stomach turned into panic. Restless.
Has she gone down the mountain?
Yes.
Ye Fenghuang went down again.
I came to Yanjia alone.
What is she going to do?
"Yan Hong?" Ye Yuhua looked at Yan Jiaxuan and smiled.
"It should be in the unit." Yan Jiaxuan oozing cold sweat on his forehead.
He also figured out what Ye Yuhua was doing.
"Call her back." Ye Yuhua said calmly.
"This" Yan Jiaxuan couldn't help but finally got out of the phone. Call your own three sisters.
Hanging up the phone, he asked tentatively: "Ye Boss, you are so motivated, what are you going to do?"
Ye Yuhua heard the words, but just took a sip of the cup and then picked up the wisdom of the beautiful, red lips and said: "You guess."