Chapter 551 Ning Ruolan's Anger!

That afternoon.

At the entrance of the villa of the Ning family, a wealthy family in Jinling, the head of the Ning family, Ning Zhiyuan, stood motionless in front of the villa wearing a formal suit.

Behind him, there were two rows of people standing respectfully. These people were all senior members of the Ning Family. Any one of them could cause an earthquake if placed outside. However, at this moment, they were all motionless.

If you look carefully, you will find that the faces of these people are full of impatience, but they dare not show up due to Ning Zhiyuan's majesty.

"Master, who are we waiting for?"

Finally, a core member of the Ning family couldn't help but speak.

His words naturally attracted everyone's attention.

yes!

With the Ning family's status in Aurous Hill, is it necessary to create such a big battle to welcome someone? Even the head of the family went out in person, and those who didn’t know thought that one of the big bosses from above had arrived.

"That's right, I've made an appointment with someone to go to the spa."

A beautiful woman wiped her face with a wet wipe and looked very impatient: "It's been half an hour and she still hasn't come."

"Shut up!"

However, Ning Zhiyuan snorted coldly and said expressionlessly: "Cheer up, everyone. It is a great honor for our Ning family that the big man who is coming today can come to our Ning family. No one should be allowed to do so." If you show any slightest care, you will be kicked out of the house.”

As soon as these words came out, everyone's expressions froze, but they did not dare to complain, but they still couldn't help but wonder what kind of big shot it was that made the head of the family so nervous.

Even the heads of other wealthy families don’t get this treatment, right?

At this time, a black BMW drove from a distance. After the car stopped, an ordinary-looking young man came out holding two little girls with beautiful faces.

"Sir, your visit to my humble abode really makes the humble abode shine!"

Ning Zhiyuan was shocked and immediately greeted him with a smile.

Ye Chen smiled slightly: "Mr. Ning, I kept you waiting for a long time!"

At the same time, people from the Ning family all around raised their eyes to look at Ye Chen, with a hint of disappointment on their faces.

They thought he was some big shot.

Unexpected but so common!

"It won't be long at all. Sir, you are serious!"

Ning Zhiyuan laughed, and then led Ye Chen to the villa: "Sir, Ning has already prepared a banquet and is waiting for your arrival!"

"Dad, have you forgotten my daughter?"

Ning Ruolan walked out of the car with an angry look on her face, and then Ning Zhiyuan ignored her at all.

The crowd around him suddenly dispersed. The woman from before muttered: "Let's all disperse. I thought he was some big shot, but he turned out to be a poor boy. The head of the family is really..."

"stop!"

Ning Ruolan's face turned cold, and after calling her, she asked, "What did you just say?"

"No...nothing to say."

The woman's face turned pale and she shook her head hastily.

"Although I don't like that guy, he is brother Wushuang's relative, that is, half of my aunt's relative. Can you belittle him at will?"

After saying that, Ning Ruolan walked into the villa, leaving the previous woman standing there and slapping her face repeatedly.

The surrounding Ning family members were as silent as cicadas.

This was the first time they saw Ning Ruolan getting angry!

…

Ning's living room on the third floor!

The cute little baby and Sissi couldn't stop eating at the sumptuous dishes on the table. Some of the full table of dishes ended up in the bellies of the two little guys.

Ning Zhiyuan and his daughter seemed not to have seen it, but looked at Ye Chen with shocked expressions: "Mr. Ye, do you mean to say that Wushuang...he is dead?"

"How can this be!"

Ning Zhiyuan almost fainted.

He had met countless people in his life, but he was particularly fond of the young man dressed in white and walking with a sword behind his back.

For this reason, even though the young man had forced his way into the Ning Family's Hidden Arms Pavilion and seized the family's treasure, the "Big Thunder Sound Sword," he was not angry. Instead, he intended to betroth his only daughter to her.

Unexpectedly, less than two months after the young man returned to Yanjing, news of his death came!

What a genius that is!

And Ning Ruolan couldn't accept it. She almost overturned the table and subconsciously stood up and looked directly at Ye Chen: "You mean, my Wu... Wushuang brother is dead... dead?"

Ye Chen sighed softly and waved his hand. Several fragments suddenly appeared on the table. They were fragments of Wushuang's great thunder sword. The fragments were still sharp, but their owner was...

"It's the Great Thunder Sound Sword!"

Ning Zhiyuan recognized it at a glance, and there was a faint sting in his heart: "If the sword breaks, the person dies. Is it really true that if the sword breaks, the person dies?"

"Brother Wushuang..."

Ning Ruolan held a fragment in her hand with trembling hands, her eyes were slightly red: "Asshole, you big bastard, you promised to come to Jinling to see me? Liar, big liar, I shouldn't have let you go in the first place!"

She had always been strong, but at this moment her tears were like broken beads, flowing out.

Speaking of this, she wiped away her tears and looked at Ye Chen with extremely angry eyes: "Why don't you protect him? Aren't you the number one person in China? Aren't you very powerful? In the end, even your own relatives are... Can’t protect it?”

"Ruolan!"

Ning Zhiyuan scolded her.

"I'm going to say it!"

Ning Ruolan clenched the fragments in her hand, her beautiful eyes almost spitting fire: "Do you know that my father and I said that we would never allow Brother Wushuang to go to Yanjing to find you. Do you know that after my father and I returned to Jinling, I locked myself in the room and cried for a month!"

"It's all you, it's all because of you that Brother Wushuang died!" Perhaps because of excessive excitement, her hand was cut by the fragments, and bright red bloodstains flowed out.

Ye Chen has been quietly listening to her venting to him.

He knew that for Wushuang, he was his master and his eldest brother, but the Ning family was also equivalent to his family.

What's more, he was responsible for Wushuang's death!

After Ning Ruolan vented almost enough, Ye Chen slowly said: "Wushuang's accident was my fault. I don't deny it. I came here today to give you an explanation, and by the way, tell you that Wushuang may not be dead."

When these words came out, Ning Zhiyuan and his daughter were slightly stunned.

Without waiting for them to speak, Ye Chen continued: "I was not present when Wushuang's sword was broken and he died, but my men once said that a strong man took his body away."

"What do you mean?" Ning Ruolan said coldly.

"In short, Wushuang's situation is very complicated, but I guess he is not dead!" Ye Chen smiled bitterly.

For Wushuang!

Ye Chen couldn't figure out what was going on!

This kid was obviously the sword spirit of the Emperor Sword. He was taken out of the Emperor Sword by Ye Chen and thrown into the lower world. Unexpectedly, this kid inexplicably had an extra body.

It stands to reason that the spirit of a magic weapon cannot become a human. This is determined by the rules of heaven, but Wushuang did it. Even if it was a reincarnated body, how could Wushuang retain his memory?

The most important thing is that this kid has a human body, but he doesn't have a human soul, so he is like a human but not a human, like a sword but not a sword!

Ning Ruolan and Ning Zhiyuan looked at each other, and saw a glimmer of hope in each other's eyes: "Where was the body of Brother Wushuang taken to?"

"I can't tell you about this place, it will do you no good!"

Ye Chen shook his head slightly, and said: "But I can promise you that I will find Wushuang back, and some of my old friends..."

For example, the broken Night Demon...

The fragments of this mud-legged man were snatched away by various countries, and the largest group fell into the hands of Japan. It may be being sliced ​​and studied by people.

...

At the same time, in Japan, in an underground research institute.

Countless staff members wearing radiation protection suits worked in an orderly manner with various sophisticated high-tech instruments.

In front of them was an inverted pestle like a weight, which moved up and down at a frequency of one hundred times per second, hitting a piece of black metal sheet about the size of a millstone.

"Fine, too cool, hahaha, it's so comfortable for me, your Night Demon grandfather, do you have any other means? Use them together!"

A wild laugh came from the black metal sheet.

"You are the country of Japan that the master mentioned, right? When I, the Night Demon Grandpa, am free, I will definitely deal with you!"

"Hurry up and call your old man Cang and whoever that is, Boduo, to wash themselves and line up to wait for me, the Night Demon Grandpa!"

At this time, an old man walked in from outside. After hearing this, the old man snorted and said to the staff beside him: "Hand it over to Rikono, and the monks have a way to convert it!"