My Past Life Exposure Shocked the Whole Internet Chapter 268

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

Xiang Shaoyu, who ranked first among the five heirs in Yunjing, personally went to the Huo family to hold him accountable. This made the Huo family and elders feel uneasy, fearing that they would be estranged from the Xiang family.

What makes them fortunate is that the person Xiang Shaoyu is holding accountable is a peripheral child who has no help to the Huo family.

The top in China's entertainment industry?

Even if he is one of the best in the world, it is not enough to be seen in the Huo family!

The Huo family acted very quickly and immediately eliminated Huo Hong and Huo Ximian from the Huo family's genealogy.

Without the protection of the Huo family, Huo Ximian provoked many people. These people were waiting for her to treat others in their own way after she fell into trouble.

Being blocked by Guangxing Media and removed from the Huo family, who else can Huo Ximian rely on?

“Nonsense!” Huo Ximian struggled wildly, “How could I be expelled from the Huo family? Do you know how much money I can bring to the Huo family a year? Who are you? I'm going to call my dad right now!”

At this moment, her mind was completely confused and she could not maintain her daily demeanor.

After all, Huo Ximian has had the surname "Huo" to protect her since she was a child. She is an evil person herself, and she has never been exposed to any dangers in the world.

"Do you know how many evil things Miss Huo has 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 that, he did not give Huo Ximian any room to struggle, took her away, and drove to her destination.

“Okay, father and daughter are all gathered together, so I'll give you some time to chat.” The leader sneered and withdrew.

“Dad?” Huo Ximian looked at the lost Huo Hong, “Why are you here too?”

Huo Hong raised his head, he had aged a lot in a few days: "Mianmian, we have all been expelled from the Huo family..."

"This is impossible!" Huo Ximian couldn't help shouting, "It's just a small matter in the entertainment industry. How could I possibly notice it?"

Huo Hong was extremely tired and no longer looked as domineering as before: "It's Young Master Shao Yu..."

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

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

How could Huo Ximian not have heard of Xiang Shaoyu's name?

Her legs couldn't help but feel weak, and she fell to the ground: "But I...I have never even met Young Master Yu, and I have never had a conflict with the Xiang family."

　　Huo Hong pinched his eyebrows: "Who have you offended recently?"

"Only..." Huo Ximian opened her mouth, and an incredible idea came to her mind.

Could it be that... Ye Turning the Lantern has something to do with the Xiang family? !

But she found out the information about Ye Wanlan. It was a dragster whose father was missing and whose mother had remarried and no one wanted him. The only connection with the five major families in Yunjing was the Lin family.

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

However, apart from Ye Turning the Tide, she has not targeted anyone recently.

There is no wind in the middle of the night, and the stars and the moon are high in the sky.

Ye Bianlan came out of the ruins of the palace and raised his head to look at the sky.

Fengyuan's night scene has always been beautiful. In her previous life, when she was still Princess Yongning, she had been tired from studying many times, so she leaned under a tree to look at the stars and the Milky Way.

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

“Your Highness Princess, do you think it's possible that Sword Spike is here?” Yuluan Hairao is also very concerned about this matter.

“We haven't found it, but we can't guarantee that it's not there.” Ye Banglan shook his head slightly, “It still requires a large-scale survey. Unfortunately, I can't accomplish so many things in a short time with my own strength.”

But she wanted to accomplish the impossible.

After so many years, there have been so many impossible things, so how could she give up?

“I believe that Your Highness the Princess will be able to find the sword spike and get the complete sword master's sword!” Qingyun Pei started to blow a rainbow fart, “I don't care what other people think, our Princess is omnipotent.”

On this matter, it was rare that Yuluan Hairan did not quarrel with Qingyun Peiqi, and she agreed very much: "After the princess left, whenever Yinyin encountered any difficulties, she would always say, it would be better if her princess was still here. "

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

The melodious sound of the flute sounded leisurely and gracefully in the silent night.

At night, I looked for the sound of the flute and came to a pavilion.

The man with long silver-white hair was sitting on the pavilion, playing a soft flute music.

Three minutes later, the last flute sound ended.

Yan Tingfeng put down the bamboo flute from his lips, turned his head, and smiled slightly: "You have insomnia late at night. It seems that Xiaowan is the same?"

“It's time to be quiet and restless, let's go out for a walk.” Ye Banglan easily jumped onto the beam and sat down next to Yan Tingfeng, “Your flute always calms my heart, what kind of music is it?”

“No name, just give it a try.” Yan Tingfeng smiled slightly, “If you like it, wait until I compose the entire song and I'll ask you to give it a suitable name.”

But in fact, he used to play the flute not just for performance.

As the only martial arts supreme who has no background and only relies on martial arts and fighting on the tip of a knife, he is naturally proficient in the six major sects and the weaknesses and flaws of each martial arts.

Although he has never learned the Tianyin method, he has played against Tianyinfang disciples several times. During the competition, he was able to understand how Tianyin practitioners use music to vibrate air columns to the extent of killing people.

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

Yan Tingfeng lowered his head slightly, looked at his hands, and couldn't help but be lost in thought. When he was three years old, his parents were brutally killed by enemies in front of his eyes.

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

But none of these people knew that he had already memorized all their faces in his heart, and then at the age of ten, he killed his first enemy in one fell swoop.

From that year onwards, more and more people were chasing him.

If you don't kill, you can only be killed. This is the law of the world.

Even he has lost count of the blood stained on his hands.

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

“Hold your breath, okay, breathe now.” Ye Banlan asked, “Your mind is very confused, what are you thinking about?”

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

“Since it can't be changed, then focus on the future.” Ye Banlan's voice was calm, “Otherwise, if we sleep in the past, how can we grasp the future?”

Yan Tingfeng was silent for a few seconds, then suddenly smiled: "Xiaowan is right, it's late at night, and we have to film a program during the day, so I'll take you back to rest."

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

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

“Thanks to all the teachers for their mutual assistance, the first episode of the program has now been edited.” The director beamed. “It has been sent to the main station for review. If we are lucky, our program can be scheduled to be released in advance.”

In all his years as a director, this is the first time that he has completed filming a program so smoothly.

This is thanks to Ye Turning the Tide.

“Miss Ye, I have a single task for today's shooting, so I'm sorry to bother you.” The director clapped his hands, “I'll give you more shots then.”

“It's okay.” Ye Banglan shook his head slightly, “You don't need to give me too many shots, I'm just serving history.”

The director is not pushy: "Okay, I'll let two photographers follow you."

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

The deputy director took Ye Banglan to the East Palace, where the previous princes lived, while the director led other guests to Yongle Palace.

“It's a bit cold today.” The director couldn't help but rub his arms. “Every teacher knows the story of Princess Yongle, right? I won't go into details today.”

The Xiang royal family is indeed a proud family.

The sixteen-year-old Emperor Yongshun hanged himself to save the people, and the twelve-year-old Princess Yongle burned herself and died 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 shooting today will be much simpler.” The director clapped his hands and said, “Let's go.”

The group of people walked through the corridor and walked to the back garden.

Suddenly, the sky suddenly became dark, and there was no light at all!

The director paused and couldn't help but panic: "What happened?"

Because of previous lessons, this time the crew went to the royal palace ruins for filming and did not set foot in areas that had not yet been civilized.

How can it be dark all of a sudden when it's a nice day? !

Moreover, aren't they on their way to Yongle Palace?

Where is this?

"Director." Qi Yunzhao's voice trembled, "Is this, is this also part of today's shooting?"

“Of course not!” the director gritted his teeth, “Don't move yet and let's see what happens.”

At this moment, Xu Qingyu was also panicking.

She was just one step behind, why were everyone else missing?

She subconsciously dialed Ye Banlan's mobile phone number.

Ye Puan Lan quickly answered: "Teacher Xu?"

"Turn the tide, something happened!" Xu Qingyu panted, "The director and professor are gone! I was clearly walking with them just now, but after just turning a corner, they all disappeared."

It is true that Fengyuan's guards are not as strict as Yunjing's, but it is also 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 of the dead in the Fengyuan Palace ruins. Many people once claimed on the Internet that they saw people in the palace ruins who were unable to touch the ground and dressed in ancient looks.

Xu Qingyu is originally from the entertainment industry and is somewhat superstitious about ghosts and gods.

Could it be that this time...

Ye Bianlan turned around suddenly, his eyes changing suddenly.

A big brother is coming soon?

Please give Sister Lan some votes at the end of the month! Be sure not to expire

See you tomorrow~~

Chapter end

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