The daughter-in-law's son-in-law

Chapter 1559 Only Me Tsing Yi
The first thousand and 560 chapters of Tsing Yi
coffin?

Liu Fugui?
congratulations?

Hearing Ye Fan's voice, the audience was dead silent.

More than 100 people went upstairs and downstairs to look at the gate.

All of them looked horrified and unbelievable.

No one expected that at Ouyang Xuanxuan's birthday party, there would be a congratulatory coffin delivery scene.

This is too abrupt and shocking.

Then one by one showed mocking expressions.

A gift for Liu Fugui?

There is no doubt that they are relatives and friends of Liu Fugui.

On the cusp of this storm, there are still people standing up for Liu Fugui, who is simply suicidal.

Nangong Zixiong and Ouyang Xuanxuan also had grim faces, they never expected that someone would come to make trouble at the birthday party.

This is to provoke them, this is to challenge Ban Nangong and the Ouyang family.

Both of them had a killing intent between their brows.

"Tap-tap-"

With the sound of stepping on water, Ye Fan clearly penetrated into the Supreme Hall.

The black coffin carried by eight Wumeng disciples approached Ouyang Xuanxuan and the others little by little.

It is like a black and heavy Mount Tai, which makes all the beauties and young men breathless.

And Yuan Qingyi, holding an umbrella made of bamboo, gracefully shielded Ye Fan's head.

The rain was pattering and wet her clothes, but she didn't care at all.

Ouyang Xuanxuan shouted: "Who are you?"

"Liu Fugui's friend and his good brother, Ye Fan."

"Although Liu Fugui is dead, he still entrusted me with a dream."

"He said, it's Miss Ouyang's birthday tonight, and it's a fate, let me send Miss Ouyang a coffin to congratulate her."

Ye Fan's voice sounded indifferently: "This gift, please accept Miss Ouyang with a smile."

"Stop them, don't let them in."

Ouyang Xuanxuan gave a soft drink.

No matter what Ye Fan's background was, or what his purpose was, she would never allow Ye Fan to carry the coffin over.

Otherwise, the news about the black coffin gift will spread throughout Huaxi tomorrow.

Her Miss Ouyang will not only lose her authority, but also become the laughing stock of the whole circle.

And she felt a little uneasy in her heart, worried that Ye Fan would reveal something, so she wanted to block Ye Fan at all costs.

Dozens of Ouyang elites surged silently in an instant, ready to block Ye Fan at the gate to prevent him from entering.

At the same time, they killed Ye Fan and the others at the door.

"Whoosh-"

Dozens of Ouyang elites just pulled out their weapons and rushed in front of Ye Fan.

Yuan Qingyi, who was holding the umbrella for Ye Fan, shook his left hand and opened another black umbrella.

She flicked her wrist.

boom!
The black umbrella exploded in an instant, and eighteen umbrella ribs flew flying.

Fast and hard.

The eighteen Ouyang Jingrui who rushed towards Ye Fan were shocked and fell to the ground without even screaming.

The fragile throat was completely penetrated by the umbrella bone, and the blood was rushing.

They clutched the wound tightly, but they couldn't stop the blood from flowing out.

They trembled a few times, and then died unwillingly.

"what--"

The rest of the dozen or so Ouyang Jingrui were shocked when they saw this, and they backed up half a step after uttering an exclamation.

In this gap, Yuan Qingyi sent the bamboo umbrella in his right hand to the air.

The bamboo umbrella hovered, dispersing the cold wind, and fell slowly, but it still blocked the rainwater above Ye Fan's head.

And she took the opportunity to flash her figure and passed between them.

Turning the bare umbrella handle in his hand, a dozen swishing arcs were drawn.

The bodies of the enemies who were about to fight froze, and all of them stopped their movements.

Then, with a scream, they fell to the ground.

There is also a hole in the chest.

All of them are fatal.

Then Yuan Qingyi waved his backhand, and the handle of the umbrella swished and shot, knocking over an enemy who was about to draw his gun.

Without stopping, Yuan Qingyi moved his steps, retreated to Ye Fan's side, and stretched forward with his right hand.

She caught the bamboo umbrella that fell from Ye Fan's head.

Steady as Mount Tai.

The rain did not touch Ye Fan's head.

"what?"

"how can that be?"

Seeing this scene, all the guests were in an uproar again, they did not expect Yuan Qingyi to be so powerful.

Then they stared at the dozens of people on the ground.

No one expected that dozens of Ouyang elites who were fighting fiercely would all fall to the ground in the blink of an eye.

This is too domineering, too aggressive, too perverted.

They gasped and stared at Yuan Qingyi.

It was very surprising that Ye Fan had such a master by his side.

This also made them understand Ye Fan's confidence in daring to act wildly.

Nangong Zixiong and Ouyang Xuanxuan's eyelids also twitched, and their arrogant faces became serious.

Obviously, they all felt Ye Fan's difficulty.

"Tap-"

Ye Fan didn't even look at the wounded people all over the floor, and still approached the Supreme Hall leisurely.

The pitch-black coffin was also like a sharp sword, reaching everyone's throat bit by bit.

"Kill dozens of my bodyguards?"

"Bastard, no wonder you dare to act wildly. It turns out that you have something to rely on."

"It's a pity, you don't know what it means to have a sky beyond the sky, and someone beyond people!"

Ouyang Xuanxuan came to her senses and yelled: "Grandma Changsun, abolish them!"

It is too cheap to kill Ye Fan directly, she wants to throw Ye Fan away to dig coal for the rest of his life.

In the dark, life is worse than death.

"What? Great-grandmother?"

"It's better to recruit the king of hell than to recruit the mother-in-law of the eldest grandson?"

"But the eldest-grandmother who bloodbathed the thirteen bandits and killed one hundred and eight bandits?"

"Isn't she one of the worshipers of the Ouyang family? How could she come to protect Ouyang Xuanxuan?"

"It's over, that woman and that kid are over. If you provoke grandma, ten lives won't be enough."

"Yes, Grandma Changsun is the one who dares to compete with Xiong people for resources."

Hearing Ouyang Xuanxuan's words, the audience was surprised again.

Many people know that Grandma Changsun is one of the worshipers of the Ouyang family.

High in skill and unparalleled in fist and foot, she made a lot of contributions to the Ouyang family.

She usually follows Patriarch Ouyang.

Now being brought by Ouyang Xuanxuan's side, it seems that Miss Qianjin is really loved by the family.

This also means that Ye Fan and the others will surely die.

"Whoosh-"

Almost as soon as Ouyang Xuanxuan's voice fell, a figure ejected from a corner on the second floor.

An old woman in gray bounced a few times, and soon arrived in front of Ye Fan and Yuan Qingyi.

No nonsense, she just gave Yuan Qingyi a shocking kick.

Very successful.

She wants to make an example and let everyone know:

Anyone who offends the Ouyang family will die!
"Whoosh-"

This kick shot out with murderous intent, and the momentum exploded suddenly, like a flood that poured down people's shock.

All the guests shook their heads slightly, thinking that Yuan Qingyi would be seriously injured if he did not die.

The women still closed their eyes, not wanting to see Yuan Qingyi's tragic death.

"court death!"

Unexpectedly, Yuan Qingyi didn't raise his eyelids, he continued to support Ye Fan with his right hand and punched Ye Fan with his left hand.

Fists like the wind.

Under the terrified eyes of more than 100 guests, Yuan Qingyi punched Grandma Changsun on the sole of her feet.

"boom!"

Fists and feet collided, and a muffled sound exploded.

Yuan Qingyi's strength came out through his body.

The trousers on Grandma Changsun's right leg shattered and her ankle joint broke instantly.

The right leg instantly became twisted.

"what--"

Afterwards, Grandma Changsun screamed and flew out uncontrollably, knocking over several people and falling to the ground.

Sweat rained down.

Abandoned!

Ouyang Xuanxuan and a hundred guests were stunned...

(End of this chapter)