"This is impossible, it's all fake, fake!"

Ye Mingdao rushed over screaming.

Dongfang Zhanhu followed closely behind, and he also suspected that all this in front of him was fake.

Only Juanbang stood there, staring blankly at the blooming peony.

"Are you blind? Can't you tell the difference between real flowers and fake flowers?"

Tang Fan looked at Ye Mingdao with contempt and said.

"This must be an illusion, Mr. Hu, you can't believe him!"

Ye Mingdao was about to collapse. He reached out to touch the flowers, but could not find any flaws.

"Ye Ming said, I finally let the peonies bloom again. If you touch the flowers, be careful that I will fight to you!"

Tang Fan said viciously. As soon as this said, his mind moved and looked at the peony flowers in surprise.

Then, a magical scene appeared, and the flower touched by Ye Mingdao quickly withered and fell into his palm.

"This...I didn't do it, I..."

Ye Mingdao stared at the withered flowers in his hand blankly, his consciousness was completely confused.

Tang Fan was ecstatic. He never expected that after the peony flower absorbed the energy of the spirit stone, not only could the spiritual consciousness increase and communicate with him, but also acted completely according to its consciousness.

"You said it was fake?"

Without Tang Fan's words, Hu Anbang walked to Ye Mingdao with a dark face.

"Old Hu, this... I didn't mean it, it fell down by itself!"

Ye Mingdao was sad and holding the withered flowers was like holding a bomb, but he didn't dare to throw them away.

"I'll settle the score with you later!"

Juanbang slowly walked to the peony flowers, sniffed hard, and smiled and said, "It's really a miracle on earth. This is a good omen, haha!"

"Old man, I didn't lie to you, did I?"

Tang Fan held his hands in front of his chest, looking proud.

"Yes, you guys have some skills, no wonder you have such a big temper!"

"Is my temper as big as yours?"

Tang Fan said with a wry smile.

"That's great. My peony is sick this year. I didn't bloom many flowers at first. I didn't expect that now, this is really..."

Ju Anbang was so excited that he didn't know what to say, and he circled around the peony flowers.

Dongfang Zhanhu also looked curious and asked, "Tang Fan, I know you can cure diseases and save people, but how did you save this flower?"

Tang Fan said: "Everything in the world is life. As long as there is life, I can save it! The peony flowers have spirits, absorbed my cultivation and naturally stimulated their potential!"

"But why are there no traces of these broken branches?"

Juanbang bent down and searched carefully, but found no traces.

Tang Fan said proudly: "I naturally have a way!"

"Brother, how long can my flower last?"

Tang Fan stared at the spirit stone at the bottom of the tree root and analyzed, "It's no problem for a week!"

"Can you last longer?"

Juanbang rubbed his hands with a pleasing look on his face.

Tang Fan smiled bitterly and said, "Old man, you should not be greedy in your life. This time the flowering period is an accident. If the flowering period is too long, it will damage its vitality."

"Okay, listen to you all!"

After Juanbang retired, he loved flowers as his life, and especially had a special liking for this peony.

He didn't care about the strange beast at this moment and enjoyed the peony flowers.

"Director Ye, I am willing to accept the loss and transfer the money!"

Tang Fan looked at Ye Mingdao and stretched out his hand with a shy look on his face.

"Hmph, why are you anxious? Are you still afraid that I will regret it?"

Ye Mingdao felt so regretful. He originally wanted to see Jiu Chu's joke and show it in front of these old guys.

But in the end, he lost his wife and his army, and the losses were huge.

"Yes, I don't believe you!"

Tang Fan nodded.

"you……"

Ye Mingdao became even more angry and very aggrieved.

Dongfang Zhanhu reminded: "Director Ye, don't forget that Mr. Hu is the witness of your bet, you won't regret it, right?"

"Boy Ye!"

Juanbang, who was enjoying the flowers, suddenly raised his head and sneered: "Give money!"

"well……"

Seeing that Hu Anbang was angry, Ye Mingdao quickly asked his subordinates to transfer 10 billion to Tang Fan.

"Haha, it's so good to make this money!"

Tang Fan laughed wildly in front of Ye Mingdao, obviously he was still behaved when he got a bargain.

Ju Anbang looked at Tang Fan with a smile and said, "I have also raised a pot of Epiphyllum in my room, which has not bloomed for several years. Can you see if you can..."

Tang Fan smiled bitterly and said, "Old man, I still have to catch strange beasts now, so how can I care about your flowers!"

"Don't worry about the strange beast. If you want to make my cerebral bloom, I... I owe you another favor!"

"I'll think about it."

Tang Fan would not agree to him easily.

At this moment, Ye Mingdao's subordinates ran over.

"Director, it's not good!"

Ye Mingdao was angry. When he saw his subordinates's lordless look, he was angry and shouted: "What's there to be anxious? Is the sky falling?"

"Director, I...we have discovered the young master."

"I discovered it when I discovered it. What did he... come here for?"

"We don't know, he..."

The subordinates were hesitant and didn't know how to explain.

Ye Mingdao shouted: "Let him come here!"

"Director Ye, I'm here to you. See if it's your young master!"

Bai Jingyi and Yun Shuai also walked over, and the staff behind him were carrying a stretcher with a piece of white cloth covered it.

Ye Mingdao hadn't reacted yet and asked, "Who is this? Could it be that he was bitten to death by a strange beast?"

"You can see it yourself."

Bai Jingyi said with a complicated expression.

They just found Ye Jian's body in the pool. They didn't know who he was or Ye Mingdao's subordinates recognized him.

"Director, young master..."

The subordinate pointed to the stretcher, looking sad.

"Ah, how could he..."

Ye Mingdao suddenly woke up, ran to the stretcher and pulled the white cloth apart.

He stared blankly at the trauma-chopped corpse in front of him, covered his chest and screamed in pain: "Jian'er, why are you like this!"

"puff!"

Ye Mingdao blew blood and fell to the ground.

"Director!"

The subordinates rushed forward and helped him up.

"Jian'er, I will definitely avenge you, Jian'er..."

Ye Mingdao cried bitterly. He had only such a son. He had worked hard over the years to train almost all his cultivation resources. But he didn't expect that he died at a young age.

"Who did it, who did it! Dongfang Zhanhu, Tang Fan, are you? Are you..."

"Ye Mingdao, are you brain-related? I don't even know him!"
To be continued...