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Martial arts dream

At this moment, Ye Mu was huddled in a corner of the crowd, with red eyes and lowered head. He did not dare to face Ye Fan directly. He hesitated and replied: "Brother Fan, I'm sorry for... I... I..."

Hearing this, Ye Fan's eyes completely dimmed, and his face turned pale. He really didn't expect that he would be deceived and plotted by a friend who had been with him for many years.

At this moment, he couldn't even bring up his hatred.

Just when the scene reached a deadlock, Ye Meng walked out with a righteous look, pointed at Ye Fan and cursed: "Ye Fan, I originally thought you were my cousin, but I didn't expect you to be such a person.

, in order to cope with the test, I actually took Duanjin Pills and other harmful poisons, and now I have to taste the consequences, how uncomfortable it must be!"

Ye Fan's pupils shrank violently when he heard the word Duanjin Pill. This is a poison that practitioners talk about. If you take one pill, your meridians will disappear, your Dantian will disappear, and you will be completely reduced to waste, and there will be no chance of recovery.

day.

"Is it you? Are you causing trouble behind his back?" Ye Fan reluctantly stood on the ground and looked at Ye Meng with gritted teeth. The hatred at this moment exceeded the sum of all the past.

"Yeah, yeah, cousin Ye Fan, don't be slanderous. How could I, a talented young man from the Ye family, get involved with such evil and evil things!" Ye Meng denied shamelessly.

"Ye Mu, tell the truth, I don't blame you for this!" Ye Fan suddenly turned his head and looked at Ye Mu in the corner again.

"I...I..." Ye Mu hesitated, obviously hesitating, betraying Ye Fan was not what he wanted.

Seeing this scene, Ye Meng became nervous. He was really afraid of what Ye Mu would say if his mind was confused, so he quickly interrupted: "Cousin Ye Fan, you are a waste, you are just a little more thorough now. As long as you have the courage to repent,

We will still give you a chance."

"Ye Meng, I have written down what happened today. One day, Lin Linzongzong, you and I will come to an understanding!" Seeing that the situation was unfavorable, Ye Fan stopped arguing and turned around to leave in the direction of the North Courtyard.

Under the afterglow of the setting sun, Ye Fan's back looked desolate and lonely, staggering like a twilight old man.

With no one to help, no one to pity, no one to care, I am just walking alone in the darkness, desolation, misery and desolation.

Ye Mu wanted to rush forward many times, but in the end he endured it. He also had his own reasons.

As for Ye Linglong, she stood aside, biting her teeth, frowning, wondering what she was thinking.

With the departure of Ye Fan, this farce transformed from a realm test has officially ended. Almost all the young talents of the Ye family dispersed with heavy hearts. Everyone is discerning, and of course they know what is behind this.

Who did it?

Looking at Ye Meng's eyes, they became more and more wary. They completely pulled a peerless genius off the altar. This was considered a ruthless character.

"Meng'er, you have gone too far in this matter. How can I explain it to the elders?"

In the lobby of the Ye family, Ye Qiuhua frowned and taught. Although he is the head of the family, he does not have the final say in the Ye family alone, and does not tolerate Ye Meng's misbehavior. In the lobby of the Ye family, Ye Feiyang frowned and taught. Although he is the head of the family, Ye

He does not have the final say in the family alone, and he does not tolerate Ye Meng's misbehavior.

"Ye Fan is so focused on regaining his strength that he actually has the idea of ​​going to the secret realm. If he really brings out some peerless skills, wouldn't my status as the number one genius of the Ye family be in danger?" Ye Meng

He said with a face filled with resentment and extremely selfishness.

"Even so, you don't need to be so cruel, right? The appearance of Duanjinwan is a big deal. If the Presbyterian Council is alerted, it will be troublesome!" Ye Feiyang is still extremely worried, for fear that this matter will be investigated in detail. "Father,

Don't worry, I have already thought of countermeasures for all this!" Ye Meng smiled mysteriously and said in a conspiratorial tone.

In the north courtyard of Ye's house, inside the dilapidated thatched house.

Ye Fan was lying on the bed, breathing heavily, and his face was extremely pale due to excessive blood loss. He didn't say a word, just looked up at the sky, his eyes were empty, and he was completely immersed in his own world.

It's dead, this time it's really dead, the meridians and Dantian have completely disappeared, and the martial arts dream is on the verge of being broken.

"Xiaofan, Xiaofan!"

At this moment, a soft cry suddenly came from my ears. A middle-aged man with a haggard face and white temples was looking at Ye Fan on the bed with a loving face and gently shaking his body.

Ye Fan's empty eyes gradually dissipated, he turned his head and looked at the man, and whispered: "Father".

Looking at his son with a stiff expression, Ye Feihua felt a twinge of pain in his heart and slowly sat down by the bed.

He was doing business in other places, and after hearing about Ye Fan, he rushed back to Sunset City overnight, but he didn't expect this to happen.

Ye Feihua knew that this blow was really fatal to Ye Fan.

"Xiaofan, give up. What's wrong with going into business with your father and living an ordinary life?"

Ye Feihua's tone was calm and he actually started to persuade.

Hearing his father's persuasion, Ye Fan suddenly became excited and responded loudly: "Father, you were also a genius of the Ye family when you were young. Are you willing to do business? In this world where martial arts is respected, is it any different from begging?"

"

The scene fell silent for a while, and Ye Feihua paused for a while before replying: "Today's world is in chaos. There are Taoist cultivators, mystical cultivators, Buddhist cultivators, Confucian cultivators, ghost cultivators, demon cultivators, demon cultivators, various sects, and countless cultivators.

They are all fighting secretly, but here, with the protection of the Ye family and the guarding of your uncle, it can be regarded as a rare pure land."

"Uncle's protection? Hahahaha!" Hearing this, Ye Fan felt as if he had heard the funniest joke in the world, and said angrily: "Don't think I don't know, your fate and mine are all given by your uncle.

Years ago, if my uncle hadn't given us poison and had our cultivation disabled, how would we be like this now?"

"You...don't mention this again!" Ye Feihua became anxious and his voice became louder.

"I know you are thinking about the overall interests of the Ye family, so I haven't said a word about it. Even if it is the ridicule of the clan, I can bear it, but..." Ye Fan suddenly paused at this point. Today, he

Since that's the case, let's just say it happily.

Endless hatred suddenly surged into his heart, and Ye Fan yelled: "This time, they actually want to deprive me of my last martial arts dream. In this life, I will never let them go!"

Seeing his hysterical son, Ye Feihua suddenly felt palpitations in his heart. Ye Fan's enthusiasm and pursuit of martial arts far exceeded his imagination.

As a genius, Ye Feihua had also been hated and angry, but in the end his edges were smoothed away by time.

But Ye Fan is different, he is still young, his dream of martial arts is unbreakable, and he is destined to become an exception.

"Oh, you should think about it more carefully. Father is leaving first!"

Ye Feihua did not dare to stay here anymore, for fear that Ye Fan's obsession would once again arouse his desire for power.

The next moment he left, a faint voice suddenly appeared in the room, like a dream and reality, as if it came from eternity, echoing endlessly.
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