Chapter 2232: Son of the God of War of Yanzhou

Ever since he got on the carriage, Bai Chen signaled Shen Zheyao to stop talking, and then began to listen.

Shen Zheyao stared at Bai Chen in surprise. It was hard to imagine what he could hear from such a long distance.

Bai Chen's dragon soul power is still recovering. As the dragon soul power increases, his five senses will continue to strengthen.

If we return to the state of the past, with clairvoyance and ears, it will be nothing more than basic operations.

And actually Shen Zheyao can understand it now.

After being silent for a long time, Bai Chen finally recovered his mind and smiled helplessly: "This old guy really still doubts me."

"What should we do?"

Shen Zheyao felt a little guilty.

After all, they were the ones who did this.

"We won't go back to Xuanzhou for the time being. Let's deal with the Beimu family first."

"ah?!"

Hearing this, Shen Zheyao was immediately shocked: "That Beimu Yulong has the cultivation level of the Eight-Star Eternal Sky Realm. How are you going to fight him..."

"It's just eight stars, not much to see."

Bai Chen smiled casually, but what he said made Shen Zheyao freeze on the spot.

In the three-star Eternal Sky realm, the eight-star Eternal Sky powerhouse is not worth mentioning?

If someone else hadn't witnessed Mr. Guo Jiang's special qualities with their own eyes, they would have thought he was crazy.

Bai Chen was not so eager to deal with the Beimu family originally.

Just hearing that the old thief Beimu wanted to investigate him, he had to take action.

It is true that he is not from the Eastern Region, but the matter about Chenyao Sword Sect disguised as Baifu must not be leaked prematurely.

Although they are as skilled as clouds, it is better to hide in the dark than in the open.

This point can be easily seen from the confrontation with Nangong Liucheng that year. Nangong Liucheng, who was hiding in the dark at the beginning, had a great advantage.

"That's right." Bai Chen suddenly thought of something and looked at Shen Zheyao with some confusion: "What is going on with the God of War in Yanzhou?"

"..."

Hearing this, three black lines suddenly appeared on Shen Zheyao's head.

This kind of thing is something that no one in the Nine Provinces of the Central Territory knows about, okay?

But Bai Chen really didn't know that the Demon Immortal Ancestor had only said before that there was a God of War in Dongzhou who had retired to the countryside, and his strength should not be underestimated.

But who is the Yanzhou God of War?

"In the Yan family, there is a God of War named Yan Liang. This man has reached the heavens and his strength is unfathomable. Even the three gods of war in our Divine Wind Pavilion are no match for him."

"Not even the Three Gods of Fighting can be his opponent?!"

Bai Chen couldn't help being surprised.

You know, Hu Lang's strength doesn't look any worse than Luo Xi's...

"Yan Liang's strength is definitely higher than that of Brother Hu Lang and the others, and it seems that the gap is not small, because my father said back then that Brother Hu Lang must remember not to provoke the Yanzhou God of War. Doesn't this sentence show that he and Yan Liang are close to each other? There’s a gap.”

"Yan Liang, the number one war god in Yanzhou..."

Bai Chen narrowed his eyes coldly.

His son wants to marry the eighth lady of the Beimu family, which is not okay.

This marriage must be broken up.

Otherwise, if they want to defeat a person of Yan Liang's level, I'm afraid Xiao Hei and the others will have to take action. By then, they will no longer be able to hide their strength.

The gain outweighs the loss!

"Car driver, go find an inn ahead and stay there first."

Bai Chen said suddenly.

"okay!"

The driver responded respectfully.

In fact, their coachman was a steward of Chenyao Sword Sect, and Bai Chen had arranged it in advance.

With his own people around, what he said to Shen Zheyao would not be listened to by others.

…

night.

Three poles above the moon, a white cloth hangs high in Beimu's house, feeling cold and miserable.

The juniors who were keeping watch were still crying around the stove in the mourning hall. In a side hall filled with sadness, a man in black stood on his knees with an indifferent expression: "Master, Mr. Jiang is not in a hurry to leave Yanzhou. Instead, we stayed at Qiming Inn.”

"Did he do anything strange?"

"That's not true. After dinner, I went back to the room and never came out again."

"Well...continue to monitor it. If there is any situation, report it immediately."

"yes!"

The figure of the man in black flashed and disappeared instantly.

Staring directly at the full moon outside the air window, Bei Mu Yulong's face became increasingly gloomy.

"Bo'er, if your murderer is really from the Rakshasa sect, then dad can only feel sorry for you. But...if there is someone else, dad promises you that his head will be raised to comfort you. Your spirit is in heaven!”

…

Just when Beimu Yulong couldn't sleep, in another quiet courtyard, Beimuying was wearing black clothes and walking on the eaves with her face covered. After a few flashes, she flew out of Beimu Mansion.

"Hmph, eldest brother and father are too weird. Seventh brother, your revenge, third brother and little sister will help you find a solution!"

Bei Muying narrowed her eyes slightly and hurried away in the direction of the Yan family.

…

Yan family.

As the number one giant in Yanzhou, he has the reputation of being the first-class force in Xinglan Continent, and is as famous as the four kings of the Central Region.

It was already late at night, and in a room, under the window, a woman was lying in front of the bronze mirror, trembling and angry.

Beside her, the man who was as straight as a gun gently rubbed her hair with his palms, with a distressed look on his face: "Yuyan, please stop crying. You also know that my Yan family has many rules, and the old lady didn't mean to target you. …”

"But I just put an extra piece of meat in my meal, what's the matter?"

Bei Mu Yuyan's eyes were swollen from crying. She had never been treated like this at home.

"well."

Yan Hong sighed helplessly: "Yuyan, the rules of the Yan family are that men eat meat and women eat vegetables. I'm sorry I didn't tell you in advance, but you can eat less, and then after you get off the table, I will go and give it to you." Prepare wine and meat, think about it, this is how my mother came here, right?"

"Your mother is so easy to bully, she let the old lady live in a bear!"

"Shhhhhh!"

Yan Hong's face suddenly darkened and he looked out the window: "My good Yuyan, please don't talk nonsense. The first rule of our Yan family is not to contradict your elders, otherwise you will be thrown into the dungeon."

"I!"

"Okay, okay, just listen to me and make the old lady happy. As long as she likes you, she will definitely pamper you."

"Can there be such a day?"

Beimu Yuyan wrinkled her nose.

"Whether there is or not, at least you still have me. As long as I'm here, no one in your Beimu family will dare to mess with you in the years to come. I promise you!"

Seeing Yan Hong patting his chest confidently and proudly, Beimu Yuyan burst into tears of joy and hugged him tightly.

"Brother Hong, you are such a man..."

"good."

…

"who?!"

At this moment, Yan Hong's face suddenly darkened and he looked out the window.

"No, no, no, brother-in-law, it's me, it's me!"

A figure suddenly flew over from the courtyard wall.

"Bei Muying?"

Yan Hong despises this person from the bottom of his heart. If it weren't for Yu Yan, would he be worthy of being called his brother-in-law?

"Third brother, why are you here!"

When Bei Mu Yuyan saw the visitor, her first reaction was that something had happened at home, and her pretty face immediately darkened.

"Little sister, your seventh brother is... gone!"