There was a gunshot, but the only man in black who escaped death in front of Ye Fan could not suppress the panic in his heart and shot Ye Fan in the abdomen.
The gunshot rang out, and Ye Fan fell to the ground. However, in the palm of his right hand, he still held a magazine tightly.
"Who asked you to kill him?" Seeing Ye Fan fall to the ground, the leader-looking man in black scolded angrily. Then seeing the shrinking eyes of the man who fired the shot, he shook his head helplessly, and then said: "
Forget it, go and see if he is dead, so that we can have business with Master Wang."
After saying that, the leader will leave first.
The remaining man in black said something in his mouth, then casually bent down, stretched out his palm, and placed it on Ye Fan's neck.
Just when his palm was about to touch his skin, Ye Fan, who was lying on the ground, suddenly opened his closed eyes. His left hand grabbed the arm of the man in black as fast as lightning, and then pulled hard.
His body fell in front of him.
"Die to me!"
Ye Fan shouted sharply, raised his arm high, and the dark magazine in his palm flashed with a biting light, and stabbed the man in black on the neck brazenly.
"puff."
The magazine was like a sharp knife, piercing the neck of the man in black. A stream of blood spurted out like a fountain onto Ye Fan's face. The ferocious face, exaggerated by the blood, seemed to come from the Nine Nether Hell.
of Shura.
On the other side, the leader in black, who had just taken a few steps, heard the noise behind him and looked back. The scene in front of him made the hairs stand on end of a murderous man who walked around on the tip of a knife all day long. Ye Fan was so ruthless.
It really shocked him too much!
Raising the gun, the leader didn't hesitate anymore and pulled the trigger crazily. This was the first time since his debut that he used a handful of bullets to kill a person.
Finally, the bullets were all used up, and a group of men in black left one after another after another investigation. The night was as cold as water, and a gust of cold wind blew through. The two people lying in a pool of blood had two lights, one black and one white, shining on their palms.
Suddenly, the light suddenly spread out the two palms, and after a slight flicker between their eyebrows, they dragged up the long light wings to tear the space, and plunged into the underworld...
The wooden door screens and windows, and the furniture in the antique house are arranged in an orderly manner. A cluster of orchid-like plants blooms on the table in the middle of the room, adding a unique warmth to this quiet room.
In front of the green gauze curtain, two figures, a man and a woman, stood. The man was in his forties, with a slender figure and a strong face. The two sword eyebrows on his forehead were slanted into the temples like blades. An unconcealed heroic aura naturally exuded.
.
It's just that the anxious expression in the man's frowning eyes is completely gone from the previous decisiveness. The man's surname is Ye Shuang, also known as Xiaotian. He is the current head of the Ye family in Yancheng. The woman beside him is Ye Xiaotian's wife Liu Shuirou.
Ye Xiaotian was very happy to have a son at his thirties, but his son... "Shui Rou, you should go and take a rest first. Fan'er suffers from headaches once or twice a month, so he will definitely be fine." Ye Xiaotian
He put his arms around Liu Shuirou's waist and said softly.
After hearing her husband's comfort, Liu Shuirou's mood calmed down a little. She reached out her hand to hold Ye Xiaotian's generous palm on her shoulder, and managed to squeeze out a smile.
"Brother Tian, tell me why Fan'er's pain is so severe this time. I don't know if Fan'er can survive this..." At the end of the sentence, tears spewed out of his red and swollen eyes. He turned sideways and raised his head.
Buried deeply into Ye Xiaotian's chest, he burst into tears.
"Don't worry, Fan'er will definitely persevere. After a while, I will ask Wen Bo to take Yun Shen to Tianfeng City and hire a soul master to save Fan'er." He caressed his wife in his arms with his palms and looked lightly.
He moved and looked at the figure writhing in pain in the gauze tent. The firm color under the loving eyes instantly filled the entire eyes.
"Fan'er, father will not let you die."
Hearing that Ye Xiaotian was going to use the Yun Shen Belt to save people, Liu Shuirou was overjoyed at first and then her bright eyes gradually dimmed.
"But Brother Tian, if the Yun Shen Belt is a family sacred weapon and is given to outsiders for Fan'er, they will not agree."
Looking at his wife's helpless and hesitant eyes, Ye Xiaotian felt the unspeakable bitterness in his heart drowning his entire body.
"No one can stop me from saving my son. As for them...hum, I will let them agree." From the corner of his eyes, Ye Xiaotian glanced at his wife and children in pain, and his eyes were firmer than ever.
"Brother Tian..." After being married for more than ten years, Liu Shuirou understood the meaning in the latter's eyes. Ye Xiaotian planned to use his position as the head of the family in exchange for the chance of his son's life. But what else could he do at this time besides calling out?
It is her husband’s lifelong belief and pursuit. On the other side is her son’s life. As a mother, she can only choose that her son can live.
After calming his wife for a while, Ye Xiaotian stood up and took a look at the dark sky.
"Perhaps I am not a qualified head of the family, but I must be a qualified father." He took a firm step. A vow lingered in Ye Xiaotian's heart for a long time.
On the bed, the young boy's thin body could not help but tremble. His young face was distorted by pain. His underwear had already been soaked with sweat and stained his tumbling body. A pair of small hands tightly clasped his head. The blood stained the pillow towel red along the nails.
.On the surface, it seemed that the boy was suffering from a headache and was in pain. But no one knew that a life-and-death struggle was going on in the boy's mind.
The dead Ye Fan is now standing in front of him alive. It’s just that his original body of flesh and blood is slightly illusory at this time. If there is a soul master present, he will definitely recognize that Ye Fan’s state at this time is what a soul master has.
The soul body is also the so-called soul form body.
In front of Ye Fan, a ball of air emitting purple light was rising and falling. Next to the ball of air, a milky-white jade shaped like a crescent moon was beating the ball of purple light. The luster of the ball of air would dim a little with each strike of the crescent moon.
In the past thirteen years, since Ye Fan came to this nameless space, what he has to do every day is to bombard this purple air mass with the crescent moon. Although he doesn't know why he came here, there seems to be a voice in the dark telling him.
Swallow the purple air mass in front of you, and then take its dominant position in the body.
Ye Fan still remembers that when he first came to this space, the air mass in front of him was three times the size it is now. And the light was much brighter. At the beginning, Ye Fan could only transform into the image of a head. Whenever there was a hungry sound coming from the head,
Consciousness, go bite the purple light ball in front of you once to satisfy your hunger.
Repeatedly for more than ten years, Ye Fan's body became more and more healthy, but the tour group gradually shrank. It was also two years ago when Ye Fan's body was completely healthy that the white jade suddenly emerged from his chest. It was also there.
At that time, Ye Fan discovered that as long as he thought about it, the crescent moon would automatically fly over and hit the light group.
During the beating process, a ray of purple will be fed back from Crescent Moon's body to Ye Fan's body, making his body more solid.
In the past thirteen years, except for the occasional slight resistance, the purple light group has been a living target without consciousness for most of the time. Kong has powerful energy, but he just allows it to be ravaged. But Ye Fan doesn't know. The purple light in front of him
Tuan is also a soul body, an extremely powerful infant soul body. As for the lack of resistance, it is entirely because the baby has no intelligence at the beginning. Even if a little intelligence was finally born later, it was too late to take any action and was directly knocked to pieces by Ye Fan.
Gone.
"Crane Moon Stone, keep knocking it, I don't believe that thirteen years can't kill you."
As time went by, the purple light group became smaller and smaller, and the light was dim like a candle fluttering in the wind. However, Ye Fan, who was eager in his heart, ignored it, and the waning moon stone still rose high, and then suddenly hit it with the last attack.
"Bang..."
A low muffled sound sounded, and the purple light group completely dissipated in the consciousness space. Only a drop of purple liquid was left in its place, shining with dazzling brilliance.