Although the outside of the castle looks old, just like the 17th and 18th century, it is indeed very luxurious inside. After entering, a long corridor in front of you appears. The overall color of this corridor is retro red. There are precious oil paintings hanging on the walls on both sides, some of which praise simple life, some of which are lively scenes of the Industrial Revolution, and various human body sketches. In addition to various precious oil paintings, there are also various vases or sculptures placed on them every distance, all of which show the aristocratic atmosphere.

Looking at these, Ye Xiaofeng couldn't help but sigh, this is a rich man! Just take out any item in it, and it is estimated that it will cost tens of millions of yuan. No matter how much antiques are placed, it will not depreciate. Instead, as time goes by, the price will continue to rise.

After passing through the corridor, I saw a cheerful look. This was an extremely huge living room. This living room could hold a noble dance party. There was a circular rockery fountain in the center of the hall, and various fish swam happily in the clear water around.

The main style of the entire hall is ancient red, giving people a sense of nobility. The chandeliers on the ceiling that are very high from the ground are made of pure crystal. Zixuan and the three of them did not stop in this huge hall, but walked through a corridor again, then walked to the second floor on the wooden stairs, and the four of them came to a living room of about fifty square meters on the second floor.

"Please sit down." Zixuan said to the two of them politely and made a gesture.

Ye Xiaofeng and Ouyang Yuqian sat down first and felt the softness of the sofa. Ye Xiaofeng felt so comfortable that he wanted to fall asleep.

After Zixuan sat down, more than a dozen beauties wearing thin silk robes walked in with wooden trays. More than a dozen fresh fruits were placed on the long table, and a set of tea sets. After the arrangement, they left.

"Xiaofeng, Yu Qian, don't be polite, treat this place as your own home." Zi Xuan said with a light smile.

"Then I'm not polite." Ye Xiaofeng felt a little hungry when he smelled the fruity fragrance. He did not move the fork, spoon or knife beside him, and grabbed an unknown fruit with his hands without any scruples and started eating.

"You are so rude!" Ouyang Yuqian gave Ye Xiaofeng a blank look.

"According to the words of China, you are a true lover." Zixuan didn't care that Ye Xiaofeng had no spiritual demeanor at all.

"I think he is a big scoundrel." Garro, who hadn't spoken for a long time, said.

"Garo, this is not an outsider, you can sit down too!" Zixuan turned her head and said to Garo.

Garo hesitated for a moment and sat down.

"Zixuan, why do your family live in such a place that never shits out?" While eating fruit with relish, Ye Xiaofeng turned his eyes to Zixuan and asked. Indeed, this place is indeed a place where birds cannot shit. It is located in the southern suburbs of New York City, four kilometers away from the bustling city. This family looks like a family that cannot be escaped.

"This is just the core of our family. Usually, there are basically not many people, and they only get together during festivals. Usually, I live in a villa in the city. This time I bring you here because I want you to visit and see if you can find anything." Zixuan explained.

"Oh, I understand, this is the old nest of your family." After hearing this, Ye Xiaofeng said something burst out from his mouth.

When Ouyang Yuqian heard Ye Xiaofeng's words, he was speechless. Fortunately, Zixuan and Ye Xiaofeng were familiar with each other. If they had changed, they would have been driven out by others and might have been beaten up.

Zixuan's face did not change much, but Garo's face turned ashen, and the murderous intent in her eyes was unfair. She grew up in the Ruisen family since she was a child, and she accepted brainwashing ideas that were loyal to the family. When she heard Ye Xiaofeng's words, she immediately turned her back. She seemed to have forgotten that she was no match for Ye Xiaofeng at all.

Feeling Garo's murderous intent, two cold lights burst out from Ye Xiaofeng's eyes. Garo's body trembled, his face turned pale, and sweat beads oozing out of his forehead. Ye Xiaofeng snorted coldly and withdrew his gaze, which was a warning.

He just said it jokingly. Zixuan, who knows Chinese culture well, certainly knows that Ye Xiaofeng did not mean it, but Garo doesn't think so. She thinks that it is Ye Xiaofeng's huge insult to the family. Although she is indeed a little wrong, she cannot have murderous intentions on herself. Even if you are going to kill me, you have to distinguish how much you are, Ye Xiaofeng thought to himself.

When Ye Xiaofeng withdrew his gaze, Garo breathed a sigh of relief, and his whole body softened on the sofa, and his close-fitting clothes were almost soaked.

"Garo, what's wrong with you?" Zi Xuan asked with concern when she saw that Garo looked a little wrong.

"It's okay." Garo sat up and said. Although she sat upright, she felt that there was no strength in her body. It seemed that the strength of her whole body had been evacuated, and the muscles in her body were trembling slightly.

Although he noticed that Garro was a little strange, Garro did not admit it, and Zixuan didn't say anything else.

"If you really feel any discomfort, tell me that with Xiao Feng, my safety will not be a problem." Zixuan said.

"Yes, Miss." Garo said respectfully, his heart was on his way. It was because of him that I was worried. She was afraid that Ye Xiaofeng would ruin Zixuan.

Zixuan is proficient in all kinds of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, with a gentle and virtuous personality without losing her strength, and is good at economic management. She is a famous talented woman among the seven major families. In a word, she said it well, those who are close to red are red, and those who are close to ink are black. Although Ye Xiaofeng's cultivation is unfathomable, she thinks that Ye Xiaofeng is a bad person, and she must take good care of her lady and not let her lady be polluted by Ye Xiaofeng.

Ouyang Yuqian knew that Garro's abnormality was made by Ye Xiaofeng, so he reached out to pinch Ye Xiaofeng's waist, and then looked at Ye Xiaofeng with a blame. This scene happened to be seen by Zixuan.

In her eyes, this scene was like a couple flirting. She felt a little uncomfortable, and she didn't know why she felt uncomfortable.

At this time (5), a sound of footsteps sounded, and the vermilion-red living room door was pushed open, and a young man with a sunny look walked in. He had short golden hair, a handsome face was very white, and had a faint beard. With a mature charm, a black man followed him. The black man was particularly strong and had a cold face, and looked dull weapon. However, Ye Xiaofeng could feel the surging hostility from him. It was the breath that came with his body after killing countless people. He could already perfectly control his hostility.

Not only that, his muscles contain huge power, and his combat power cannot be underestimated. Ye Xiaofeng dares to guarantee that if this black man was allowed to fight Garro, Garro would probably not be able to walk ten moves under the opponent's hands.

"Ivan, why are you here?" Zi Xuan frowned and said with a displeasure when she saw the young man. She spoke fluent English. It was obvious that the relationship between Zi Xuan and the young man was very tense.

This young man is the youngest son of Uncle Zixuan, named Yifan. He is idle all day long, doing nothing, looking for flowers and willows. For him, women are the most important. He once set a record and changed eight women in a day.
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