"Hey! What is this?" He stroked his chin with one hand. Ye Fan put on a connoisseur's posture and sighed: "It should be the essence of the purple light group. What a good thing! Eat it for me with the Waning Moon Stone."
." Pointing at the purple droplet, Ye Fan ordered to the Marriage Stone.
"Buzz." Feeling Ye Fan's thoughts, the Marriage Stone murmured softly. It swayed to the purple droplet. The stone body trembled slightly, as if it opened its mouth and sucked the purple droplet into the stone body. Then
A purple light emerged from the stone and connected to Ye Fan.
When the purple light hit, Ye Fan's soul body was filled with a purple halo, and the soul body expanded even more. The halo became more and more intense, and the soul body was bloated as if filled with water. It seemed that it would burst with a light touch.
Kailai seemed to sense that Ye Fan's situation was not good.
"Buzz."
As the Marriage Stone buzzed, a milky white beam of light hit Ye Fan's swollen body. He raised his swollen eyelids with great effort, and as far as he could see, his swollen body finally slowed down. Gradually, it began to grow inch by inch.
Shrink back. From time to time, black sticky substance slowly flows out from the pores as it swells and falls. As the impurities are eliminated, the soul body is also filled with a layer of purple halo from the inside out, which is really beautiful.
At the same time, in the Ye Mansion meeting hall, there was a chaotic noise.
Ye Xiaotian, dressed in brocade attire, sat upright on the head of the family. There was a bit of anger on his knife-like face. His sharp eyes like an eagle locked on the person below him.
Wherever he looked, the person below him also met Ye Xiaotian's strong gaze without giving in. The two people's gazes met, and there seemed to be faint sparks.
"Ye Xiaokong, is it possible that in your eyes, your nephew's life is not as important as a dead object!?" Ye Xiaotian yelled angrily, pointing at the person below him with his hand.
However, the man's attitude towards Ye Xiaotian's question remained unchanged. There was a hint of paranoia deep in his eyes, which was particularly eye-catching.
"It's not that I don't want to save my poor nephew, it's just that this Yun Shen Belt is a token of the past family heads, and it is related to the honor and disgrace of my clan named Ye. Is Fan'er's life more important than the honor and disgrace of my clan?"
"Yes! Head of the family, if the sacred weapon is lost, how can our Ye family have the dignity to settle down in this Yan City!?"
"Master, this matter is serious and cannot be trivial. I hope the master will think twice!"
With Ye Xiaokong taking the lead, the elders and stewards below also chimed in with their opinions. Some even radically used family rules and clan crimes to argue the case.
"Huh, pedantic! The Yun Shen Belt was the one that the old family leader invited from the family treasury to intimidate the Liu family when the Ye family first established itself. Now, the foundation of the Ye family has been established, and it has not been released for decades.
For a soul master cultivator, this sacred weapon is just a decoration. Could it be that if our Ye family lacks this sacred weapon, our family will be destroyed!?"
Seeing the blushing faces of the people next to him, Ye Xiaotian, who was anxious in his heart, not only shouted coldly. The anger in his words could be understood by everyone.
"No matter what, the Yun Shen Belt carries the honor and disgrace of the family after all. You can't act rashly. If you insist on doing so, don't blame me and the elders for taking your position as the head of the family." He glanced coldly at the angry Ye Xiaotian. Ye Xiaokong stood in the air
He stood up and looked directly at the former. There was no joy or wave on his face.
"Wow!"
As soon as his words were finished, he caused an uproar in the crowd. Whispers came and went, followed by bursts of exclamations that resounded throughout the hall. However, Ye Xiaokong did not think at all of the shock caused by his words.
Meaning. Even though Ye Xiaotian's face turned gloomier, the latter's expression remained calm and composed.
After the initial noise, the meeting hall fell into a strange silence. Except for the sound of slightly heavy breathing, there was no other sound in the hall. Especially when everyone saw Ye Xiaokong's gloomy face, it became even more majestic.
They didn't even dare to say a word. For a moment, they were as silent as a cicada...
"Ugh..." When Ye Fan struggled to open his eyes, the scene he saw shocked him.
The dazzling purple light spread all over the body. From a distance, it looked like a god coming to the world, which was very mysterious.
He slowly clasped his hands, and a feeling of fullness spread out from the arms shrouded in purple light. This feeling was very strange, not the fullness of strength but a feeling of spiritual strength. The whole body seemed to have endless energy.
, both physically and mentally. When I raised my head, the Marriage Stone was still floating above my head. The stone body vibrated gently with a unique frequency, expressing an emotion of joy.
"I lost too much beauty in my previous life because of my cowardice. Let's make up for it in this life. An Chen, wait for me. Even if I go through thousands of reincarnations, I will still find you..."
The young man's eyes were blazing, and the infatuated love intertwined in his eyes, which were as deep as a cold pool, and turned into a beautiful face that turned all living beings upside down.
"Let's go, Little Shitou, to meet my parents."
In front of the bed, Liu Shuirou caressed the young boy's tender face affectionately. Tears flowed freely from the red and swollen eyes. The haggard face made people feel sad. In the dusk, Liu Shuirou stopped the movement of his hands and felt numb.
The pupils dilated inch by inch corresponding to the young man's eyes slowly opening. The haggard face that came into view made a warm current slowly flow through the young man's heart.
"Mother…"
Ye Fan called out greenly.
"Fan'er..."
Liu Shuirou leaned on Ye Fan's thin shoulders and her throat trembled, but she could only call out the boy's name. The clasped fingers on her back were a little pale due to excessive exertion.
Thick love enveloped Ye Fan, and his eyes became moist unknowingly.
"Mother!" the young man shouted hoarsely, tears welling up in his eyes uncontrollably. In the consciousness space, Ye Fan could only squeeze in a ray of consciousness to control the body's daily life because he could not control the space of consciousness. Therefore, the young man's performance within the clan
Extremely poor. To use the word "trash" to describe it is not an exaggeration. Even so, Ye Fan's parents still tried their best to take care of Ye Fan, who was equivalent to a waste, for more than ten years.
"Mother, thank you." Her young hands brushed away the tears from Liu Shuirou's face. Ye Fan's heart was full of sadness.
"Silly boy, what are you saying thank you for? As long as you are fine." Liu Shuirou gently stroked Ye Fan's forehead and said dotingly. Then, he paused with his hands, as if he remembered something. He said hurriedly: "Yes.
Now, your father is going to use the Yun Shen Belt to hire a soul master to treat you. Fan'er, you rest here for a while. I'll tell him you're awake."
After saying that, he hurriedly ran out without waiting for Ye Fan to answer.
Looking at his mother's slightly weak back, Ye Fan hurriedly turned over and got out of bed. Unexpectedly, the movement range was slightly larger. As soon as his feet landed on the ground, he felt dizzy.
"This body is too weak!"
Just after the thought passed, Ye Fan fainted and fell to the ground with a "pop" sound.