Yan Qiyuan had no fear of Yan Ling.
Although Yan Yundeng was unruly and unwilling to be subordinate to Yan Ling, after all, Yan Ling also had the status of an immortal, and in addition to the various miraculous things his father told about Yan Ling, Yan Yundeng was actually still afraid when facing Yan Ling. Three points.
But Yan Qiyuan was different. He didn't believe in the so-called theory of immortality. He even thought that his brother was old and confused. Now, although he was shocked by Yan Ling's young face, he couldn't say that he was in awe. , not really.
He has nothing left, and now Yan Ling wants to take away his last hope. At this time, even if he is really an immortal, he dares to do it.
He fiercely pulled out the sword worn by Yan Yundeng at his waist and rushed straight towards Yan Ling, intending to kill him!
As long as Yan Ling dies, he won't have to go to the coal mine. Yan Yunden can still control the power of the family, which will be more conducive to his own plans. Maybe Yan Yunden will be even more grateful for trusting him.
Yan Qiyuan thought very well.
However, he forgot that he was already an old man over fifty years old, and his body had been drained by alcohol and sex. Opposite him was an old monster whose body was always in peak condition.
Especially since this old monster used to serve in the army, and his hands were really filled with the blood of enemies!
Yan Ling looked at the crazy old man in front of him with "Strength Value 35" flashing on his head, and even smiled at the corner of his mouth.
Even adult women have a combat power of 40.
And his numerical value is "89".
89 is the result of so many years of training.
There was too much difference. Even if he was holding a sharp blade, he would not be Yan Ling's opponent.
Yan Ling just dodged his blow by lightly dodging to the side, and then stretched out his hand like lightning and twisted his wrist.
With a little force, the old man's bones made a "clicking" sound. Yan Chuyuan cried out in pain, and his whole face wrinkled up, like an orange peel.
The long sword in his hand clinked and fell to the ground.
Yan Ling stepped forward and gently picked up the fallen sword.
The cold light was sharp and it was a good sword, but it was already covered with dust from the ground.
"Dirty."
he whispered.
Glancing at Yan Qiyuan who was shivering next to him, he reached out and grabbed his hair, pulled him over, put the snow-white blade against his neck, and waved it gently.
The blood flowed like a gush, washing over the blade of the sword, washing away the dust. Then Yan Ling shook the hilt, blood balls rolled down, and the sword returned to its former glory.
He let go, and Yan Jiyuan screamed, covering his neck, and fell to the ground convulsing.
Turning his head, Yan Ling looked at Yan Yundeng, who had witnessed the whole process, and his arms were trembling and he was unsteady on his feet.
Water stains could even be seen on his robes.
"Great-grandfather, I, I was wrong, don't kill me..."
Seeing Yan Ling's eyes turned to him, he couldn't help but said with a trembling voice.
This pampered young master has never seen such a battle! The unruly spirit of the past is long gone forever!
While talking and laughing, he killed a person. Not only did his expression remain unchanged, he even saw that his great-grandfather was... laughing?
And the other party's reason was just because the sword... was dirty? Killing just to clean up? This extremely disrespectful behavior caused great shock and deterrence to his psychology.
The strong bloody smell impacted his brain and shook his soul.
Seeing Yan Ling slowly walking towards him, he wanted to turn around and run away, but his legs were so weak that he couldn't even move.
Fortunately, Yan Ling has no plans to kill him yet.
Putting the sword back into his scabbard, a smile appeared on Yan Ling's indifferent face:
"I remember that your son is five years old, right?"
"Yes, yes..." Yan Yunden replied hurriedly.
"Send him to me tomorrow."
"From now on, all affairs in the court will be submitted to me first, and then decisions will be made."
"If you dare to tell one more person about my affairs, don't blame me for being ruthless."
"The bloodline in Chen Guogong's mansion is still too small. I killed another one. Now only you and your son are left. This is not like a big family."
"When I go back, I will marry more wives and have more children."
"The affairs of the house will be handled by my maid. Your only task is to have more sons. I think this is the only value of your life."
Yan Yundeng kowtowed as if he were pounding garlic. He was so trembling that he couldn't even utter a single word!
Seeing his appearance, Yan Ling knew that he was really scared today, so he stretched out his foot and kicked him:
"Go away, I will spare your life for today. If you do it again..." He chuckled:
"Do you remember the eighteen levels of hell in your dream?"
A roar flashed through Yan Yundeng's mind, and he almost fainted on the ground.
The other party actually directly told the content of the dream! This means that he was really controlling that dream!
If you can control dreams, is it difficult to kill him in a dream?
Yan Yundeng's two sides were fighting. At this moment, he was completely convinced of Yan Ling's immortal identity and no longer dared to take any offense!
You really have the guts to offend such an immortal!
He controlled his limp legs and walked out of the yard in a daze.
"Sir, why don't you kill this unworthy descendant as well? He didn't obey your orders and deserved his death." Watching his leaving figure, the maid said angrily from the side.
"My Yan family is not the only one in this world. Your Majesty is not an idiot. He is a lively and vigorous prince. He died inexplicably just a month after being enthroned. Who will believe you when you say that you have died at the end of your life? It will attract the attention of the court, but Trouble."
Yan Ling drank a cup of tea calmly and said softly:
"At least, it will take some time to allow him to leave a few more species... The number of people in Chen Guogong's mansion is still too thin."
"By the way, you should take over the affairs of the mansion as soon as possible. I will rest assured that Duke Chen's mansion is completely in your hands."
"As commanded."
The maid on the side agreed, her eyes almost overflowing with admiration, and her heart was beating thumpingly.
Sir, you believe me so much...
…
Everything went smoothly.
Yan Qiyuan's body was transported out of the capital at night and buried in a mass grave. With the power of Chen Guogong's palace, it was easy to deal with a little person who had no sense of existence.
The maid also easily took over the affairs of Chen Guogong's mansion. Yan Yundeng was completely frightened. He was originally a little playboy with no ability, but this time he was completely convinced by his father's words.
Whose rule do you think you accept? It is the rule of an immortal!
He obediently handed over his power, and then followed Yan Ling's order to marry twenty wives and play songs every night, working hard to strengthen Chen Guogong's lineage.
And this incident also made Yan Ling realize a problem——
I still rely too much on human nature.
The reason why I could control my family before was because my son and grandson were in charge, and they were still close by blood, so they were obedient. At this moment, Yan Yunden could only rely on violence and mystery to control him.
Once the other party has a different intention, he won't even know it. For example, this is the case with Shang Shu.
TNND, labor and management want this family to flourish, isn't it for their own longevity? Why did this happen? Labor and management almost lost control of the family.
(End of chapter)
