2480: C2480 Get Lost!

C2480 Get Lost!

When Ye Hong realized that something was wrong with his body, the pure black Qi had already covered the entire heart palace.

The shape of this Qi was actually like a big black pot.

However, this slightly comical shape caused Ye Hong to be extremely shocked.

Because no matter how he expelled it, this aura was like psoriasis that firmly adhered to the heart.

The memories in his mind seemed to be covered by the same dark clouds.

The memories that jumped out earlier actually showed signs of being gradually absorbed by this dark cloud!

What kind of power was this?!

When did such a terrifying thing hide in his body?

"Yours Truly's memories are not something that you can touch!"

"Get lost!"

Ye Hong gritted his teeth and roared. Night God's Tao techniques were operating at full power in his body.

His body rumbled like a raging storm.

A clear and transparent Qi began to fight against the pure black Qi for control of the heart.

Under such circumstances, Ye Hong's heart seemed to have two fighters fighting each other.

For the first time, he felt a heart-wrenching pain.

While Ye Hong was in unbearable pain, a group of young men swaggered in from outside the house.

There were both men and women in this group, all in their early twenties.

A dozen or so people surrounded a young man in bright clothes.

Although due to the recent unexpected situation, this group of people were all wearing masks.

However, the flattery in their eyes towards the young man was not concealed at all.

"Brother Zhao, you have returned to your hometown in glory this time. You have made everyone envious to death!"

"That's right. We have been playing together since we were young. You are the most promising one."

"Brother Zhao, I heard that you are running a company in the neighboring city?"

Ye Zhao, who had been flattered, raised his head even higher.

However, he muttered in his heart, A group of country bumpkin. If they were not trapped in their hometown because of the plague, why would I communicate with you country bumpkin?

He walked all the way to the front of the house, looked around, and nodded silently.

"This house is a treasured land of wind and water."

Ye Zhao turned his head to look at a group of people and asked indifferently, "What is it?" "You know whose house this is?" No, I'm going to buy it and build a villa. "

As soon as he said this, the eyes of his followers became strange.

"What's wrong? Could the owner of the house be some unspeakable important figure?"

Ye Zhao frowned and sounded impatient.

He felt proud in his heart. "There are more important people in Longchi Village than me? What a joke!

"Brother Zhao, you've been out doing business all year long and haven't come back to the village.

Therefore, there is nothing special about the owner of this house, but his grandson, Ye Hong, is a famous person in our village!"

"I heard that he's not even eighteen yet, but he has connections with many big shots. Even the village head of Langya County has to give him some face!"

"Yeah, my dad even said that last year during the new year..."

"Alright, don't say anymore."

Ye Zhao impatiently interrupted the group of people and sneered. "How powerful can an underage kid be?

Don't you understand the old people in our village?

His bragging skills are much better than his farming skills!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the surrounding people immediately burst into laughter.

However, the expressions of a few young people changed silently and quietly withdrew from the crowd.

"Eh? Big Brother Zhao, it seems like the door is open."

"Could it be that the owner of the house has returned?"

Ye Zhao also noticed it. He waved his hand and said heroically. "Perfect. I would like to see if the master of the house would not give me face!"

When the group of people stepped into the house, they felt a wave of shocking cold air enveloping their bodies.

It was as if they had been frozen, and their footsteps froze in the courtyard.

"Strange, strange. It's spring now. How can it be so cold?"

"It's really strange!"

The group of people hugged their shoulders and trembled all over.

Suddenly, everyone raised their heads and looked up.

A figure wearing a black windbreaker slowly stepped out of the main hall's entrance.

"Ye Hong!"

The young men who did not follow him into the courtyard quickly recognized Ye Hong who had stepped out of the hall.

Ye Hong's eyes swept across the group of people in the courtyard. He frowned slightly.

However, it was this simple frown that caused the group of people in the courtyard to feel as if the sky had collapsed.

The heavy pressure made them unable to breathe.

Their legs felt sore and weak, and they actually had the impulse to kneel down in their hearts!

This strange atmosphere made their hearts turn cold as they looked at Ye Hong in fear.

Only Ye Zhao, who was the leader, was even more furious in his heart!

He had left Longchi Village since he was young. He had started from scratch and built a large foundation in the neighboring city.

The proud and arrogant Ye Zhao had never dared to move because of other people's aura.

Not to mention a young man younger than him!

"You... are... Who?!"

Under Ye Hong's pressure, Ye Zhao gritted his teeth and used all his strength to shout these three words.

At this moment, the Night God Dao Art and the unknown pure black Qi in Ye Hong's body were still fighting each other.

He had only come out to check on the movement in the yard when he had just noticed it.

However, when he saw that it was some young people from the same village, Ye Hong did not want to waste time arguing with them.

Therefore, he only said one word indifferently, "Get lost."

The mountain-like pressure that covered their bodies suddenly disappeared. The group of people immediately rolled and crawled. They wished they could grow two more legs and fight to escape the yard.

Only Ye Zhao was still standing on the spot.

He pulled off his mask in anger, but his handsome face was twisted into the shape of hatred.

"Do you know how many years it has been since anyone dared to say the word 'scram' to me?!"

Ye Hong wanted to return to the hall, but he heard Ye Zhao's vicious voice.

He frowned again, turned around, and spat out another word coldly. "Get lost!"

This time, Ye Hong was really angry.

A simple character was added with violent power.

"Boom!"

Like a bolt out of the blue, a loud explosion sounded and a strong wind blew in the courtyard.

Ye Zhao felt his body fly out uncontrollably and landed heavily in front of the yard door.

In his eyes, Ye Hong's back had already disappeared from the yard.

"Brother Zhao, are you alright?"

A group of people rushed over and helped Ye Zhao up.

"Brother Zhao, this place is very strange. Let's hurry up and leave!"

The few young people who had withdrawn earlier also sighed and advised, "Brother Zhao, don't provoke Ye Hong. He is..."

"Shut up!"

The furious Ye Zhao interrupted him once again.

He clenched his fists. His eyes were fierce. He said fiercely, "I want him to know that I, Ye Zhao, am not someone to be trifled with!"

He suddenly picked up his phone and dialed several numbers.

There were people who were at a loss, but there were also people who sneered in disdain.

Under this strange atmosphere, cars drove into Longchi Village one after another and came to Ye Zhao.1

More than ten people in ancient clothes got out of the cars.

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