No one knows whether Violet is crazy or not, except Violet himself.

But what is certain is that the weight of Ye Xunhuan is getting heavier and heavier.

Dongfang Hongyun also had various thoughts in his mind. He was the leader of a clan, so naturally everything was based on the interests of the clan. If Ye Xunhuan became the son-in-law of the Dongfang family, it would undoubtedly be a very heavy bargaining chip for the higher status of the Dongfang family after the reappearance of the Dongfang family. If he pushed him and made Bingfenggu succeed, then he would be too incompetent.

"The young people are the ones who decide the matter themselves. Our Dongfang family must have rules, but it is simple for Nephew Ye." Dongfang Hongyun immediately said, and he beat the snake with the stick, and immediately he shouted intimately.

Next, the banquet officially began. It was impossible for women to appear at the reception banquet of the Dongfang family, but this time Dongfang Hongyun made an exception and asked his servants to call out the two daughters Dongfang Zier and Dongfang Yan'er, saying that they were here to accompany the little princess Colleen of Bingfenggu. But the fool also knew who they were with. This stubborn old guy should have felt the crisis. He was lukewarm just now, but now he was afraid that this son-in-law would be snatched away.

Dongfang Zi'er seemed very reserved and responded appropriately at the banquet, looking like a standard lady. When facing Ye Xunhuan, she looked shy, like a pink bud about to bloom, but only Ye Xunhuan knew that when no one else paid attention, this girl had made faces at him several times.

The banquet dispersed, and the three giants drove the young people out, but they didn't know what they were plotting against?

Dongfang Bufan patted Ye Xunhuan on the shoulder, smiled and left without saying anything.

The Kosokolin brothers and sisters also found a reason to leave, and there were only Ye Xunhuan left in the courtyard, Dongfang Zi'er and Dongfang Yan'er.

"Hey, why are you two looking at me? Is there any flowers on my face?" Dongfang Yan'er saw Ye Xunhuan and Zi'er staring at her together, touching her pretty face and asked in surprise.

"Zi'er, follow me to walk on the moon and search for the gourd." Ye Xunhuan rolled his eyes. This woman was really good at pretending to be stupid. You are so angry that you are a big light bulb. Before you realize it, you are too lazy to pay attention to her. You turned your head and said to Zi'er.

"Yeah!" Zi'er nodded happily. Ye Xunhuan took Zi'er's little hand, soared into the air, and shot towards the direction of the moon. In the blink of an eye, it turned into two small black dots, as if it disappeared deep in the moon.

Dongfang Yan'er stomped her feet, Gu Ying stroked her pretty face with self-pity, and sighed quietly: "When, I, Dongfang Yan'er, are so annoying? When can I find a good husband like Zi'er?"

"Sister Yan'er, how do you think of us?" At this moment, a series of figures suddenly appeared in the open space around him. However, the other young masters from the Dongfang family who came to Luoyun Sect to attend the conference were ambushed here for some reason, but they heard Dongfang Yan'er's thoughts and showed up, screaming and showing off.

"Get out." Dongfang Yan'er didn't seem to be surprised. She waved her hand like a fly and disappeared.

More than a dozen young people laughed, but when they saw the cold figure of the person in the middle, they suddenly stopped abruptly, which looked very strange.

This is also a cold and handsome young man in his early twenties. His face is as sharp as a knife, his body is long, but his eyes are as hard as a pool of stagnant water. His name is Dongfang Kuangye, a very rough name. He ranks third in this generation. The name of the Third Young Master of Dongfang is well-known among the four major hidden families, no less than that of the eldest son Dongfang Bufan. However, he was adopted by the Dongfang family and given to the Dongfang clan surname, but he was not qualified to compete for the position of patriarch, and even some important positions in the family do not have his share.

"San Young Master, why don't you act according to the original plan?" One of the young men asked. Their group of young men were all led by Dongfang Kuangye. Although Dongfang Bufan was one of their generation, they were too far apart after all, and they could only be respected as elders. Therefore, among their peers, Dongfang Kuangye has the greatest prestige. This was also what he fought for with his life and strength. When he first joined the Dongfang family twelve years ago, he was bullied very badly.

"Do it? There is no need to do that. No one will mess with him in the future. If you don't want to die." Dongfang Qianye turned around and left indifferently. His previous pride was completely shattered at this moment. He liked Dongfang Zi'er. This is not a secret in the Dongfang family. He would never allow Zi'er to be taken away by others. Dongfang Zi'er and Ye Xunhuan kissed him in full view of everyone.

He was not thinking about it when he was ambushing Ye Xunhuan in the yard, but he agreed to try how powerful Ye Xunhuan was, but it turned out that he felt so sad. The priest who looked harmless found them as soon as he appeared in the yard, and also found that this group of people was headed by him. His aura had long been locked and oppressed. He could not even move a finger, which made him unable to have even a trace of resistance. What kind of strength does this require?

"I'm afraid I can't even take a single move from my strength. What qualifications do I have to fight for Zi'er?" Dongfang was as wild as if he was dead. Before he could even get into the love scene, he was defeated like a mountain of defeat. It was sad!

Dongfang Bufan stood in the dark air, looking at this arrogant but inferior, cold but sensitive brother who was gone, and sighed softly. This may be a good thing for him. As long as he survived this level, his future achievements would definitely be above him. His talent and Liu Yiyi from Fusheng Pavilion were not too nervous. If he hadn't started too late, he would not have been much worse than Liu Yiyi. However, he met Ye Xunhuan. This mysterious priest who seemed to have endless secrets on him was also destined to end up with a crushing defeat.

"Ye Xunhuan, what level of strength is your level?" Dongfang Bufan murmured. Perhaps others didn't notice the scene just now, but he saw it. Moreover, when Ye Xunhuan left, he looked in the direction where he was hiding with a deep meaning, which made him sweat.

At this time, Ye Xunhuan and Zi'er were nestled together in the moonlight on a mountain outside Hongwu City.

"Zi'er, you're getting bigger and better here, and your hands feel better and better." Ye Xunhuan pointed to his chest and jokingly in Zi'er's ear. After communicating and separating, he naturally moved his hands and feet to enhance his feelings.

"Do you like it?"

Ye Xunhuan nodded violently.

"Who is bigger than Pavilion Master Mu?"

Ye Xunhuan rolled his eyes, scratching his thumb and index finger under Zi'er's armpits.

"Ah... itchy..." Zi'er cried out, looking at Ye Xunhuan's eyes as if she was about to eat people.

"This is a punishment for you!" Ye Xunhuan said proudly.

Zi'er hit Ye Xunhuan fiercely, crushing him to the ground, scratching his delicate hands towards Ye Xunhuan's armpits, Ye Xunhuan groaned and then made a beggar.

"I was wrong, Zi'er, let me go." Ye Xunhuan was squeaking, blinking at Zi'er.

"Don't let go, don't let go, this is the punishment for me." Zi'er whined and gave Ye Xunhuan a blank look.

Don't let go? Ye Xunhuan won't sit and wait for death. He both hands came out and then scratched Zi'er's armpits again. After a while of a slight scratch, Zi'er loosened her hands, her pretty face was so beautiful, and her eyes were as charming as silk, and she collapsed in Ye Xunhuan's arms.

Ye Xunhuan was swaying for a while, and almost couldn't help but try to rectify her on the spot.

The two of them fell in love with each other for a while, and at midnight, they remembered that they were going to set out for the Kongzhong Sect tomorrow, so they stood up and returned to the city.

After sending Zi'er back, Ye Xunhuan returned to the restaurant where he lived.

However, while he was still halfway, a trace of mental power fluctuations suddenly came from the Purple Spirit Ring formed an image in his sea of ​​consciousness: he discovered the Nine-grade Smoke Spirit Pill, the Nine-grade Green Blood Pill, found the Nine-grade Smoke Spirit Pill, the Nine-grade Green Blood Pill... and then an arrow pointed directly at the night market in Hongwu City.

Nine-grade Smoke Spirit Pill? Nine-grade Green Blood Pill? What is that? Ye Xunhuan was both puzzled and happy. You should know that the treasures that have prompts for the Purple Spirit Ring are all things that are the last in this world. Last time I reminded the Demon Mineral of the Nether Sea, but it was not like this time that I reminded it over and over again. It was obviously a much better treasure than the Demon Mineral of the Nether Sea.

Ye Xunhuan followed the instructions of the Purple Heart Ring and entered the still bustling night market. He found two of the dirty jade sculptures in front of an old man setting up a street stall. The extraordinary carvings could be vaguely seen, but the various stains that were difficult to clean on it covered everything, and there was no trace of energy fluctuation. This was just a sensation.

"Old man, these two things have good carvings, why are they so dirty?" Ye Xunhuan squatted down and asked casually.

The old man seemed very happy to see someone visiting him and said, "This is something passed down from ancestors. It has been put by the oil lamp generation after generation, and it has become like this. No matter how you wash it, it can't be cleaned."

"How much is it? Master, I want it?" Ye Xunhuan asked.

"Ten silver coins." The old man hesitated, afraid that the price would scare Ye Xunhuan.

Ten silver coins? Ye Xunhuan sighed in his heart, took out a cloth bag and threw it to the old man and said, "Old man, I'll give you this money and sell it to me."

The old man picked up the heavy bag and opened the cloth bag, the golden coins inside immediately scattered his eyes.

"This young master, really... there are so many that the old man can't afford..." The old man was both happy and afraid. He had never seen so many gold coins in his life.

Ye Xunhuan waved his hand and everything on the street stall was caught in the space. He smiled at the stunned old man and turned around and left.

Not long after Ye Xunhuan left, the old man shivered and put away the gold coins. He was about to close the stall and go home. Suddenly, five figures of people in the sky came, all wearing long robes painted with starry sky maps, emitting a faint fluctuation of energy. One of the old men, a young man, and three middle-aged men, all have extraordinary strength.

"Old man, where are the two jade sculptures you sold?" the young man stepped forward and asked.

"Sold." The old man replied in fear when the five people descended from the sky in the blink of an eye.

"Sold! To whom?" the young man raised the old man's clothes and asked viciously.

The old man felt surrounded by a terrifying aura, his face turned blue and his eyes were dull, and he was actually frightened.

"If you are not dead, use soul searching techniques before you die. If it is true as you said by your disciple, those two jade sculptures are likely to be ancient objects. If they can penetrate the mystery, it will not be difficult to reach the twelve-level god realm." The leading old man said.

"Yes, master." The young man placed his big hand on the old man's forehead, and a strange energy penetrated into his sea of ​​consciousness, and brain nerves were violently destroyed.

Finally, the image of a young man in a white priest's uniform came into the mind of the young man.

"I already know what that person looks like." The young man said, throwing the old man aside like throwing a dead dog. The old man had already bleeding from all his orifices, and had already vented more and had less breathing.

Ye Xunhuan was able to get these two jade sculptures. He was sure that the so-called Nine-grade Smoke Spirit Pill and Nine-grade Green Blood Pill were hidden in the jade sculpture. However, before he could go back to the restaurant to study it, he was blocked by the five people.

"Little Pastor, if you know a little, you will hand over the two jade carvings I just bought." The young man said coldly.

"Baoshan Sect? Haha, the gods are becoming more and more arrogant." Ye Xunhuan glanced at the five people and laughed, knowing the strength of the five people. Among them, the old man is the highest, but the eighth-level wise angel. The three middle-aged and the young man are all seventh-level angels. They are considered masters in the gods, but in his eyes they are just a bunch of tofu.

The leading old man stopped slightly, and his penetrating eyes looked at the ordinary Ye Xunhuan, as if he wanted to see a one, two, three, and four, but no matter how he looked, the young priest in front of him was only an ant at the level of a six-star and seven-star priest.

But the other party looked joking and didn't take them seriously at all. He also expressed their origins in one sentence, which made him a little worried. Either this person is really an important figure in the temple, or he is pretending to be a big-tailed wolf and want to scare them off. No matter how you look at it, the second possibility is much greater. As the elder of the deacon of the Kuangshan Sect, he has never heard of such a young and important figure in the temple.

"Stop talking nonsense, or not? If you hand over it, you will let you go, otherwise don't blame us for being ruthless." The leading old man said lightly.

"Young Master is just about to see what the ruthless method of the gods?" Ye Xunhuan laughed.

At the old man's instructions, the young man from Kuangshan Sect shouted loudly and waved his palm, like thousands of stars shattering, and the airflow generated was to tear Ye Xunhuan into pieces.

"Since you are so rude, then I will teach you a lesson for the God King." Ye Xunhuan raised his hand, and the terrifying airflow came, and he completely transformed it into his original energy.

"How could this happen?" The young man screamed and wanted to retreat. At this moment, a little white light suddenly rushed into his eyebrows and directly blasted a ball of white light in his sea of ​​consciousness.

The original energy of the gods is stored in the middle of their eyebrows. This original energy was blown up by Ye Xunhuan, and the young man immediately vomited blood and flew backwards, motionless like a ball of rotten flesh. Although the person is still alive, he may not even be able to beat an ordinary person in the future.
Chapter completed!