God-level Perspective

Chapter 918 Yan Qingyun

On the pitch-black roof, Ye Han used his Yin-Yang Dharma to see this scene. His eyes were fixed on the man facing him from the side. The man's profile looked very resolute, with a He wears glasses and looks gentle on the outside, but he is also a standard old handsome guy.

It was already past midnight, but not only did this man not fall asleep, he was still drinking tea alone. This scene was really weird. After Ye Han saw this, he kept looking at this middle-aged man. , his intuition told him that this middle-aged man was probably Yan Lingjiao’s father, Qingyun of the Yan family!

At this time, the man's eyes were looking towards the dark place where Ye Han was standing. His eyes seemed to penetrate the void. In the calmness, there was endless pressure, which made the atmosphere in this world become... Depressed!

Feeling this, Ye Han suddenly felt his body sinking. At this moment, he felt as if he was carrying a huge mountain on his back. Endless pressure was gathering towards his position in the void, making him move continuously. All very difficult.

"snort!"

A soft hum slowly came from Ye Han's mouth, his expression was indifferent. The next moment, an astonishing force was released from his body, surging like a tide, spreading out towards the dark world, colliding with the endless pressure.

Two invisible forces collided, and the two of them fought in the air, causing a rolling sound like thunder to be heard in the dark void. The soldiers who stayed at their posts felt like their breathing was heavy at this moment, as if they were stuck. Their necks felt equally uncomfortable. They had no idea that in this courtyard, two top masters were having a competition.

However, this contest ended after a few breaths. The two of them stopped their hands at the same time, and the powerful force dissipated in the night sky.

"Since you are all here, come and have a cup of tea with me." In the yard, the middle-aged man spoke calmly. Although his voice was not loud, Ye Han could hear it clearly.

Hearing this, Ye Han flew away from the roof and landed like a black light in the courtyard where the middle-aged man was.

At this time, the middle-aged man took out a cup and placed it opposite him. While pouring tea, he said: "Sit down, it's not a good tea. I hope you can get used to it. It's an old taste for twenty years. I've been drinking it for a long time." Reluctant to change.”

Ye Han walked forward and said, "I've lived a hard life since I was a child. I've had a rough diet and can't taste what good tea is. As long as I can drink it and it's not poisonous to death, I don't mind it again."

After hearing this, the middle-aged man's hand that poured tea paused slightly. Originally, the tea was poured at 70%, but instead it was 90%.

Noticing the subtle changes on the middle-aged man's face, Ye Han sat down, picked up the teacup, took a sip, and said, "You're up late at night, and you're in good spirits."

"If I had fallen asleep, how could I have met you tonight." The middle-aged man glanced at Ye Han, pushed up his glasses and said, "What about you? You don't sleep at night, but you act like a gentleman, and you don't know what to do with me. What’s going on with the Yan family?”

Hearing this, Ye Hanhan smiled and said, "Yan Qingyun, we plain people don't talk secretly. You know who I am. Why did I come to your Yan family? You know even better."

"Actually, I prefer others to call me Vice Mayor Yan." Yan Qingyun pushed up his glasses. His gentle appearance made it difficult to connect him with the world-famous Yan Qingyun. If he hadn't revealed his powerful With such strength, Ye Han didn't believe that the gentle man in front of him, with a scholarly look on his face, was Yan Qingyun.

Yan Qingyun said, "I don't want to speculate on your purpose of coming. Even if I know, I will pretend I don't know. If you come to drink tea with me, I will be very happy."

"What if I came here for Ling Jiao?" Ye Han looked at Yan Qingyun and said calmly.

Hearing this, Yan Qingyun smiled and said, "There is no such person in my Yan family, only the daughter-in-law of the Nalan family. I'm afraid you are looking in the wrong place."

"Really?" Ye Hanhan smiled; "Yan Qingyun, put away your hypocrisy, my woman will only belong to me in this life, no one can take it away, and no one can break it apart, even if you are her Even my father can’t do it. I will destroy anyone who dares to stop me.”

"I hope you have that kind of ability, right?" Yan Qingyun smiled faintly and said, "I haven't had a young man like you chat with me for a long time, especially since you are my beloved son. It's a good idea not to talk about personal matters tonight. Let’s talk about life. Actually, I’m curious, how did you get to where you are today?”

"Hmph, this seems to have nothing to do with you." Ye Hanhan snorted and said; "Yan Qingyun, who has been in the city for twenty years, has now come out of the mountain. Your methods are really impressive. Apart from personal matters, there is nothing between you and me. There is nothing to talk about. Now I just want to know where Ling Jiao is? "

Hearing this, Yan Qingyun chuckled, took a sip of tea, and said; "I am just a deputy mayor, what can I do? As for the daughter-in-law of the Nalan family, she is naturally in the Nalan family. I said But, you’re looking in the wrong place.”

"It seems that I really shouldn't be here tonight." Ye Han stood up slowly, looked at Yan Qingyun, and said, "Actually, I really want to know if you have ever thought about how Ling Jiao would hate you for yourself. Is your life worth it?”

"Haha, what you said is too extreme. It was not my choice. She chose the right path. If she had chosen another path, it might have been a dead end." Yan Qingyun said with a faint smile.

Ye Hanhan smiled and said, "Who will end up dead in the end? When the time comes, everything will come to an end naturally. Yan Qingyun, this is the end of our conversation tonight. The next time we meet, the one I want to see will be another you."

After saying that, Ye Han's figure flashed and disappeared without a trace on the roof of Yan's house in a few flashes.

Looking at Ye Han's leaving back, Yan Qingyun still had a smile on his face; "Time flies so fast! Twenty years have passed by in a flash, just like yesterday, God's will! The causes sown in the past will be harvested today. Guo, God played a joke on me!"

After leaving the Yan family, Ye Han walked alone on the road. Yan Lingjiao was indeed not at the Yan family. He had looked through the entire Yan family compound just now and couldn't find her. This made Ye Han feel a little depressed. He still doesn't know what Ling Jiao's situation is now, and there are only a few days until July 7th.

"Yan Qingyun, the city is so deep!" Ye Han squinted his eyes and looked at the night sky. Through the conversation just now, he could not figure out what kind of complicated thoughts the man had under his calm and calm surface. This is an unpredictable opponent.