"Oh~"

"God is jealous of talent."

"Who could have thought that when a person becomes famous, it will be after his death?"

Some people regret it, some people lament.

In the martial arts world, many people feel sorry for this short and brilliant star.

However, on the top of Yanshan Mountain, the man in white was still waiting.

At this point, he didn't want to believe that the boy named Ye Fan fell like this.

In the blink of an eye, another month passed quietly.

In the Yanxia aspect, there is still no news about Ye Fan.

During this period, everyone's talk about Ye Fan gradually disappeared.

It is estimated that the name Ye Fan will be completely forgotten in everyone's hearts in the short time.

This is what this world is, I love the new and get tired of the old and the old.

New topics will always replace the old ones.

Just like a newcomer, he will eventually replace the old one.

Who will pay long-term attention to a person who has fallen besides his close relatives?

As time goes by, the only hope left in Ye Qingtian and others' hearts is undoubtedly becoming increasingly slim.

"Old Ye, it's been so long, it seems that he really can't come back, right?"

On the top of Yanshan Mountain, there are two figures standing quietly.

One of them was in a white dress and was romantic and suave.

The other person is burly and extraordinary, with a tiger's eyes full of power.

The man in white was naturally the leader of Yanxia's martial arts, the god of war Ye Qingtian.

The other person is also one of the six pillar countries in Yanxia, ​​Grandmaster Haotian, Tang Hao!

In the Temple of Martial God, only these two people who had told Ye Fan would miss him so much.

Ye Qingtian didn't say anything and remained silent.

"Old Ye, should we send someone to see his family?"

"Tell them what we know."

"During this period, I heard that Ye Fan's family asked Lu Tianhe to inquire many times."

"It's not a solution to always hide it from them like this."

"I think we should send someone to visit our temple."

"After all, we have to take some responsibility for what happened to Ye Fan during the mission."

Tang Hao said in a deep voice and suggested from the side.

Hearing this, Ye Qingtian's face undoubtedly made him look even more worried.

It took him a long time to sigh.

"Yes, this kind of thing can never be concealed."

"You go and tell the Sword Saint and ask him to arrange a few people to go to Jiangdong."

"Tell Ye Fan's family about this matter truthfully."

"In addition, I will tell Ye Fan's family that if there are any difficulties in the future, I will come to the Temple of the Martial God."

"Even if Ye Fan really won't come back, Yanxia Martial Arts will protect their Ye family."

When Ye Qingtian said these words, he was undoubtedly in a very heavy mood.

After all, for their Yanxia Martial Arts, even if Ye Fan dies, he will only lose an excellent junior genius. Without Ye Fan, there will be people who will make up for it.

But for Ye Fan's family, that boy is all about them!

If they lose him, maybe they will lose the whole world.

Therefore, Ye Qingtian never asked someone to tell Qiu Mucheng and the others about what happened to Ye Fan.

He wanted to wait a little longer to see if a miracle would happen.
Chapter completed!