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Chapter 268: Continue to abuse the scumbag! Brother Yan's past [2 more]

Xiang Shaoyu, who ranks first among the five heirs of Yunjing, went to the Huo family in person to ask for accountability. This made the Huo family elders very uneasy, fearing that there would be a rift between them and the Xiang family from now on.

Fortunately for them, the person Xiang Shaoyu held accountable was a peripheral kid who was of no help to the Huo family.

The top star in China’s entertainment industry?
Even if he is the world's top star, he is not good enough in the Huo family!

The Huo family acted very quickly and immediately removed Huo Hong and Huo Ximian from the Huo family genealogy.

Without the protection of the Huo family, Huo Xi Mian offended many people again. These people were waiting for her to fall into disgrace so that they could retaliate against her in the same way she had treated them.

Banned by Guangxing Media and expelled from the Huo family, who can Huo Ximian rely on?
"Nonsense!" Huo Ximian struggled frantically, "How could I be expelled from the Huo family? Do you know how much money I can bring to the Huo family every year? Who are you? I want to call my dad now!"

At this moment, her mind was completely in turmoil and she could no longer maintain her usual demeanor.

After all, from childhood to adulthood, Huo Ximian had the surname "Huo" to protect her. She herself was the evil side, and she had never come into contact with any evil in the world.

"Ms. Huo, do you know how many evil things you have done over the years?" The leader said coldly, "As for your father? Unfortunately, as your accomplice, you will be able to see him soon."

After saying this, he didn't give Huo Ximian any room to struggle. He took her away and drove to the destination.

"Okay, now that the father and daughter are together, I'll give you some time to chat." The leader sneered and stepped out.

"Dad?" Huo Ximian looked at the distraught Huo Hong, "Why are you here too?"

Huo Hong raised his head, looking much older in just a few days: "Mianmian, we have all been expelled from the Huo family..."

"This is impossible!" Huo Ximian couldn't help but yelled, "It's just a small matter in the entertainment industry. How could our family pay attention to it?"

Huo Hong was extremely tired and no longer had the arrogant look he had before: "It's Master Shao Yu..."

Huo Ximian was stunned and blurted out: "Master Shaoyu of the Xiang family?"

"He came to the Huo family, mentioned your name and left." Huo Hong took a deep breath, "Mianmian, how many times have I told you not to mess with any of the five heirs of Yunjing? You can't afford to mess with them!"

How could Huo Ximian not have heard of Xiang Shaoyu's name?
Her legs couldn't help but go limp, and she fell to the ground: "But I... I have never even met Master Shao Yu, and I have never had a conflict with the Xiang family."

Huo Hong pinched his brows and asked, "Who have you offended recently?"

"Only..." Huo Ximian opened his mouth and an incredible thought came to his mind.

Could it be that... Ye Wanlan is related to the Xiang family? !
But she found out about Ye Wanlan's information. He was a burden whose father was missing and his mother remarried and no one wanted him. His only connection with the five major families in Yunjing was the Lin family.

But the Lin family has many branches, and the Jiangcheng Lin family is just an inconspicuous one among them.

However, apart from Ye Wanlan, she has not targeted anyone recently.

**
It was a windless night, with the stars and the moon hanging high in the sky.

Ye Wanlan came out of the ruins of the imperial palace and looked up at the sky.

The night view of Fengyuan has always been beautiful. In her previous life, when she was Princess Yongning, she had leaned under a tree to look at the starry sky and the Milky Way countless times because she was sleepy from studying.

Three hundred years later, this place has become a ruin, but the starry sky is still the same as it was a hundred years ago.

"Your Highness, Princess, do you think it is possible that the sword tassel is here?" Yuluanzhan was also very concerned about this matter.

"I haven't found it, but I can't guarantee that it's not there." Ye Wanlan shook his head slightly, "We still need to conduct a large-scale survey. Unfortunately, I can't accomplish so many things in a short period of time with just my own strength."

But she insisted on accomplishing the impossible.

Over the years, so many impossible things have happened. How could she give up?
"I believe that Her Royal Highness will be able to find the sword tassel and obtain the complete Sword of the Sword Saint!" Qing Yunpei began to flatter her. "I don't care what others think. Our Princess is omnipotent."

In this matter, Yuluan Hairpin rarely did not argue with Qingyun Pei, and agreed very much: "After the princess passed away, whenever Yinyin encountered any difficulties, she would always say that it would be better if the princess was still here."

Ye Wanlan fell silent for a while, then whispered, "I promise, as long as I am alive, I will always protect you."

The pleasant and melodious sound of the flute rang out in the silent night, leisurely and graceful.

Ye Wanlan followed the sound of the flute and came to a pavilion.

A man with long silver-white hair was sitting in the pavilion, playing a soft flute tune.

Three minutes later, the last flute sounded.

Yan Tingfeng put the bamboo flute down from his lips, turned his head, and smiled slightly: "Late night, you can't sleep. It seems that Xiaowan is the same?"

"When you are too quiet, you want to move. Let's go out for a walk." Ye Wanlan easily jumped onto the beam and sat down next to Yan Tingfeng. "Your flute always calms my heart. What was the song just now?"

"No name, just play it casually." Yan Tingfeng smiled slightly, "If you like it, wait until I finish composing the whole song, and then please give it a suitable name."

But in fact, he didn't play the flute for performance before.

As the only martial arts supreme being with no background and who only relied on his martial arts and the edge of a sword to fight his way to victory, he is naturally well versed in the weaknesses and flaws of the six major sects and various martial arts.

Although he had never learned the Tianyin music method, he had fought with the disciples of Tianyinfang several times. During the competition, he was able to understand how the Tianyin practitioners used music to vibrate the air column and thus achieve the purpose of killing people.

He would occasionally use the flute to repel enemies who came to assassinate him.

Yan Tingfeng lowered his head slightly and looked at his hands, lost in thought. When he was three years old, his parents were brutally killed by the enemy in front of him.

The other party thought he was just a three-year-old child who didn't remember anything and posed no threat, so they let him go.

But these people didn't know that he had already memorized all their faces in his mind, and then when he was ten years old, he killed his first enemy in one fell swoop.

It was also from that year that more and more people began to hunt him down.

If you don't kill, you will be killed. This is the law of the underworld.

The amount of blood on his hands was so great that even he couldn't count it.

A hand suddenly pressed down on his wrist, the warmth from the fingertips made his cold skin tremble.

"Hold your breath, okay, breathe now." Ye Wanlan asked, "Your thoughts are very confused, what are you thinking about?"

Yan Tingfeng came back to his senses a little: "When I think about the past, I sometimes regret that I have done a lot of wrong things, but I can't change them anymore."

"Since we can't change it, let's focus on the future." Ye Wanlan said calmly, "Otherwise, if we dwell on the past, how can we grasp the future?"

Yan Tingfeng was silent for a few seconds, then suddenly smiled: "Xiao Wan is right. It's late at night, and we still have to shoot a show during the day. I'll take you back to rest."

**
The next day, eight o'clock in the morning.

The "Collection of China" program crew gathered in front of the imperial palace ruins.

"Thanks to all the teachers for their mutual assistance, the first episode has now been edited." The director said happily, "It has been sent to the main station for review. If we are lucky, our program can be scheduled for release in advance."

In all his years as a director, this was the first time he had completed filming a program so smoothly.

This is all thanks to Ye Wanlan.

"Miss Ye, there is a one-line task in today's filming. I'm sorry to bother you." The director clapped his hands, "You will be given more shots then."

"No problem." Ye Wanlan shook his head slightly, "Don't give me too many shots, I'm just serving history."

The director couldn't force it: "Okay, I'll let two photographers follow you."

After assigning today's tasks, the guests were divided into two groups.

The assistant director took Ye Wanlan to the East Palace, where all the successive crown princes lived, while the director led the other guests to the Yongle Palace.

"It's a bit cold today." The director couldn't help rubbing his arms. "You all know the story of Princess Yongle, right? I won't go into details today."

The Xiang royal family is indeed a family of pride that has been passed down from generation to generation.

The sixteen-year-old Emperor Yongshun hanged himself to save the people, and the twelve-year-old Princess Yongle burned herself to death with the enemy.

Xu Qingyu smiled: "I know, Director, don't worry, I learned this history in elementary school."

"Well, now that everyone knows, our filming today will be much simpler." The director clapped his hands, "Let's go."

The group walked through the corridor and came to the back garden.

Suddenly, the sky darkened completely, without a single ray of light!
The director paused and panicked: "What happened?"

Because of the previous lessons, this time the crew went to the palace ruins to shoot and did not set foot in the uncivilized areas.

How come it was dark all of a sudden during the day?!
Besides, weren’t they on their way to Yongle Palace?
Where is this?
"Director." Qi Yunzhao's voice trembled, "Is this also part of today's filming?"

"Of course not!" The director gritted his teeth, "Don't move yet, let's see what's going on."

At this moment, Xu Qingyu was also very panicked.

She was just one step behind, why were all the others gone?
She subconsciously dialed Ye Wanlan's cell phone number.

Ye Wanlan quickly picked up the phone: "Teacher Xu?"

"Wanlan, something happened!" Xu Qingyu panted, "The director and professor are gone! I was clearly walking with them just now, but as soon as I turned a corner, they all disappeared."

It is true that Fengyuan’s guards are not as strict as Yunjing’s, but this is in broad daylight. Who has the ability to make a group of people disappear in one second?

Xu Qingyu's face was pale and his clothes were soaked with cold sweat.

There are countless stories about ghosts at the Fengyuan Palace ruins. Many people have claimed online that they saw people dressed in ancient styles with their feet not touching the ground at the palace ruins.

Xu Qingyu is originally from the entertainment industry and is more or less superstitious about ghosts and gods.

Could it be that this time...

Ye Wanlan turned back suddenly and his eyes changed suddenly.

Spiritual Master!

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