Dragon Clan: My Dad is Ange

They knelt in greeting at the same time, their pomegranate skirts spreading out in perfect fan shapes, even the swing of the jade pendants on their waists was exactly the same.

"Dear guest, please follow me." The maid in front spoke, but her voice sounded like a duet of four people.

Ye Fan's golden eyes flickered slightly.

These maids had a rosy, fair complexion and vivid expressions.

It’s a pity that they are a group of dead people.

Ye Fan sighed. Using a dead person as a maid, what kind of pervert would be able to do such a thing? Or are the mixed-bloods in China already so open-minded?

The girls walked in front, and Ye Fan followed behind.

This attic doesn't look big, but the space inside is constantly changing. Screens are placed in different places, dividing the entire attic into countless parts.

Ye Fan could only follow the girls and turn left and right.

As they passed through the seventh layer of silk tents, the incense suddenly changed from the sweet scent of lychees to the cool, sharp scent of pine smoke. The final layer of gauze automatically lifted, revealing a girl kneeling on a lotus-patterned cushion.

She was fiddling with the gilded incense burner with a silver stick. When she heard footsteps, she immediately looked up, her dimples on her cheeks filled with a smile.

"Sir, you walk beautifully."

She suddenly spoke without beginning or ending, the feathers of the golden hairpin in her hair trembling slightly, "It's like the brushstrokes in the 'Sword Art' scroll that Grandpa collected. Every step carries the lingering rhythm of 'coming like thunder and ending in fury.'"

"Thank you for the compliment, Master. It's just an ordinary step, not worthy of such praise."

Ye Fan looked at the girl.

Her face was covered in the Tang Dynasty's unique "blood-stained makeup," with a gradient of rouge on her temples. Despite the heavy makeup, her features suggested she was in her teens.

The girl's performance is just as beautiful as her face.

"Sir, please take a seat. I just made a pot of tea."

The girl waved her hand and invited Ye Fan to take a seat.

Chapter 161: Human head and snake body, Lord Wa!

"Sorry to bother you."

Ye Fan sat down opposite her and found that the desk was carved from a whole piece of dark wood in the shape of a Boshan furnace, with fragrant mist seeping out from the gaps between the "peaks".

The girl immediately pushed over a Yue kiln celadon teacup, the color of the tea soup was like new willows in early spring.

"This is a decoction made with Kunlun snow buds, and the water is taken from the dewdrops on the Furong Canal during the Zi hour." She suddenly lowered her voice. "Actually, I secretly added osmanthus fermented glutinous rice wine. Sir, please don't tell me later. Those old-fashioned people will definitely complain if they know."

The moment the tea cups touched, Ye Fan didn't notice anything strange.

Although the two were not familiar with each other, they did not feel any imbalance when sitting together and drinking tea.

The only thing that can sit together with the first generation and remain calm is the first generation or something that is not weaker than the first generation.

"I just heard those two guys say..." Ye Fan deliberately let the tea lid tap against the rim of the cup, "Is this the Zhou family headquarters?"

The girl suddenly covered her mouth with her sleeves and laughed, and the two dimples on her cheeks became more obvious as she smiled.

"You could call it headquarters."

She blinked, and tiny golden lights flashed in the shadows cast by her eyelashes. "But we prefer to call it 'Ancient City'. After all..."

She suddenly stood up and turned around, and when her twelve-tattered Liuxian skirt burst open, the entire attic suddenly became transparent.

Ye Fan saw countless shadows moving around: warriors with six-jun bows patrolling the battlements, women in robes throwing tortoise shells onto the bronze tripod, and several young people in modern clothes sitting on the eaves playing with their mobile phones.

It is a strange picture. The ancient scenery and the modern scenery are intertwined together, which is extremely blurry and weird.

It's like a group of ignorant old people who are reluctant to let go of their past glory, while the young people are eager to throw away their past glory and plunge into a brand new era.

But the two groups had to live together, and finally created a place like this.

"This is where all the Zhou family members will eventually return." Her voice suddenly became more ethereal, her hair moving without a breeze. "Especially for an old fellow like me..."

Ye Fan looked at the girl's golden eyes. Those pupils were full of restrained charm. Judging from the appearance, they were not inferior to his. Anyone who could grow such a pair of eyes must have experienced a long time.

But when she said the word "old man", her tone returned to that of a young girl.

This is even more worthy of reflection. Ye Fan was able to grow such a pair of eyes because he endured Elna's time alone for tens of millions of years.

So how did the girl in front of me do it?

"If it were such a beautiful day..."

Ye Fan suddenly reached out and caught a falling peach blossom. The petals melted in his palm. "It's not in vain to wait for it for a lifetime."

The girl's eyes suddenly lit up surprisingly. When she put down the teapot, white mist floated out of the spout.

"I love what you say, sir!" she said, clapping her hands and laughing. "How about I open the skylight and let you see it clearly?"

Without waiting for a response, the girl stood up on her own, her whole body rising higher and higher.

She supported herself on the ceiling with her slender, white hands like scallion roots. Just by exerting force, the ceiling made a creaking sound.

With a teeth-grinding "creaking" sound, the dome blossomed layer by layer like a lotus, revealing the flowing galaxy outside.

And under the girl's skirt, the green-scaled snake tail stretched out like water flooding a golden mountain.

The sound of scales scraping across the floor tiles was like countless jade beads falling on a plate. The girl's whole body continued to rise, and her thick lower body, like a dragon and a snake, was completely revealed in front of Ye Fan.

This is also the reason why there are so many screens here, to cover the girl's snake body.

And the fragrances that Ye Fan smelled were all emitted from the girl's lower body, which was like a dragon and a snake.

The smell of evil dragons is fishy and smelly, while the smell of real dragons is charming and fragrant.

This is an old saying, and the older generation used these smells to describe Jiaolong and real dragons. If this is true, the girl must be a "real dragon".

"Excuse me."

She said this, her tail slapping the ground happily. "Actually, it's more comfortable to sit like this, but it always gets crushed..."

"Zhou Si!" an old voice shouted from a distance.

The girl—now she should be called Zhou Si—immediately shrank her neck, but her vertical pupils flashed with a look of success.

She pretended to straighten her clothes, but her tail quietly rolled up the teacup that Ye Fan had drunk and hid it under her scales, then replaced it with an identical fake and put it back in its original place.

"Don't mind those old men, sir."

As she leaned in, she felt the warmth of honey and fragrance, her snake-like tongue darting across the corner of her lips. "They even bothered me about wearing a cheongsam skirt, saying it was inappropriate to show my collarbone..."

Suddenly, the sound of bronze chimes came from underground, and Zhou Si's expression instantly became serious.

"They're asking me about serious matters." Her scales dimmed slightly as she sighed. "Why is the master going after my foolish child?"

Looking at what the girl had just done, Ye Fan knew that she was trying to intimidate him.

How could someone with such a body and such a pair of eyes really be a young girl? Judging from Ye Fan's judgment, the other person is over a hundred years old.

"Zhou Si, right? I'll call you that then. Do you know what your Ninth Young Master has been doing out there?"

Ye Fan still sat there, took a sip of tea, and spoke leisurely.

Zhou Si frowned. Those little ones gave birth to so many smaller ones that it was impossible for her to remember them all. However, the Ninth Young Master was an exception because he had awakened the extremely rare ability of "shrinking the earth into an inch".

Although this is not a powerful word in battle, it is very important when considering the interests of the family.

Similarly, Zhou Nuyi was also clear about the character of the Ninth Young Master. He should be the most sensible one among this generation, but being sensible does not mean being free from greed. Zhou Nuyi was very clear about this.

To be able to attract such a terrifying person, he must have done something "big". But now is not the time to discuss right and wrong. The dignity of the Zhou family is more important.

To those old guys, it doesn't matter what the younger ones do.

What is important is decency. No matter what happens or who faces them, they have to maintain face on the surface.

"Even if they did something wrong, isn't it too much for you to bully me all the way to my Zhou family's ancestral land?

If I hadn't taken action just now, this ancestral land would have been destroyed by the master."

Zhou Si's tone gradually became unfriendly and cold, and the cyan-gold scales on her lower body began to glow.

Ye Fan sighed and looked at Zhou Si's helpless expression: "You are an interesting person, but what you said now is meaningless. If you don't want to reason, then the only way to see the truth is with your hands."

As he supported the case and started fighting, a majestic and brilliant golden light emerged from Ye Fan's dark eyes.

Zhou Si's expression also changed, and the smile on her pretty face faded: "Sir, please come with me to the outside of the ancient city to resolve it."

“That’s as it should be.”

Ye Fan agreed, with his feet suspended in the air and his hands behind his back, and he was the first to fly out of the city.

Chapter 162 The battle is over

Ye Fan has arrived outside the ancient city. The surroundings are pitch black and the area is not large, but he can barely perform his moves.

"Sir, please wait a moment. Fighting here is always restricted. Let's go outside."

Zhou Si was flying behind Ye Fan. There were countless misty clouds under her dragon-like and snake-like half body. When she was held up in the sky, she looked like a fairy.

Ye Fan nodded, Zhou Si stepped forward and waved her hand, the darkness was torn apart, and the two of them came outside in an instant.

The darkness was replaced by bright sunshine. Ye Fan looked down and saw a ruined ancient city surrounded by mountains. It was obviously a sparsely populated place.

It seems that the place just now should be a realm of reality and illusion very similar to the Nibelungen. It uses the real world as its foundation and constructs an alchemical world with an illusion as its appearance.

"Don't worry about being tied up this time. Let's fight."

Ye Fan stood above the sea of ​​clouds outside the ancient city, his black robe rustling.

The setting sun in the distance dyed the clouds blood red, adding a sense of solemnity to the confrontation.

He stared at the green-scaled snake figure that swam out from the city gate - Zhou Si's upper body maintained the posture of a girl, but her lower body had completely transformed into a dragon, and the thirty-meter-long snake tail was looming in the clouds.

"Sir, be careful."

Zhou Si smiled and bowed, performing a thousand-year-old ritual.

She didn't want to fight with Ye Fan, but there was no way. Some things were not something she could decide. She had to listen to those old guys on these little matters.

She flicked her tail lightly, and the entire sea of ​​clouds suddenly began to boil like boiling water, and the gold embroidery on Liuxian's skirt began to shine.

Before he could finish his words, the snake's tail tore through the air and came towards him.

Ye Fan's pupils shrank slightly. The seemingly bulky tail actually changed its trajectory continuously along the way, and each change of direction accurately blocked his space for dodging.