"Wow!" Even though he was prepared, Ye Fan was still blasted out with a mouthful of blood by the pressure as heavy as a mountain, and the bones in his body also made an overwhelmed "creep" sound under the pressure.
Huge pressure acted on his body. Ye Fan's spine was slightly bent, his hands were on the ground, and his face was the color of pig liver. Big beads of sweat fell across his forehead. Ye Fan clenched his steel teeth, looking forward to this in his heart.
This oppression will pass quickly.
After several breath exercises, the oppression was quietly removed, and Ye Fan was exhausted after the torture.
Pulling himself together, a vast and powerful energy poured from the runes into his meridians. The "Life and Death Jue" technique was running crazily, eating away at the intruding profound energy. The force that had already stopped moving forward
The profound energy surged again.
Time flies, and three days pass quietly. Ye Fan, who is still refining his mysterious power on the altar, does not know that the Ye family has already fallen out.
Ye Xiaotian sat at the front seat with a gloomy face, and Wen Bo stood on the left with a hunched body and respect.
Next, Ye Xiaokong sat quietly on the chair, his eyelids narrowed, no one knew what he was thinking.
The hall was shrouded in a heavy atmosphere, and the breathless feeling seemed to be a precursor to the coming storm.
After a long time, the weird atmosphere was broken by Ye Xiaotian's words.
"What on earth did you do to Fan'er?" His cold eyes were directed at Ye Xiaokong, who was sitting upright. The coldness in his words made Ye Xiaokong, who was as powerful as the Master Controlling Realm, unable to help but feel shocked in his heart.
A shiver.
He raised his head and looked at Ye Xiaotian tit for tat. Facing the former's aggressive momentum, the apologetic color deep in his eyes was unknowingly replaced by burning heat.
"My eldest brother still only has his son in his eyes and does not consider the family at all." An unknown anger surged up, and Ye Xiaokong said coldly: "What can I do to Fan'er? I have been meeting in the family's trading workshop these days.
It’s not like you don’t know about being busy.”
As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Xiaokong lay back on the chair again, closed his eyes and rested his mind.
Unexpectedly, Ye Xiaokong not only refused to admit his evil deeds, but also remained so indifferent until now. Ye Xiaotian suddenly became angry and stood up from the chair. He pointed at Ye Xiaokong with trembling fingers.
, his face was so gloomy that ink dripped from his face.
"You are so busy with the family business. Let me ask you, where has Ye Wucan been these days? He also went to the trading workshop with you to be busy, right?" Ye Xiaotian, who was burning with anger, pointed at Ye Xiaokong and hissed.
shouted loudly.
The profound energy around him surged out, sweeping across the entire hall like a storm, and the atmosphere suddenly solidified.
When Ye Xiaokong saw this, the profound energy in his body suddenly burst out to compete with Ye Xiaotian. For a moment, the smell of gunpowder was very strong in the hall.
Just when the two had a disagreement and were about to fight, Uncle Wen hurriedly came out to dissuade them.
"Master, can you please allow me to say one more word?"
After hearing Uncle Wen's request, Ye Xiaotian's icy face softened, and his outward aura also calmed down a bit.
"Uncle Wen is serious. If you have anything to say, please say it."
Hearing this, Wen Bo cupped his hands because memories were on his face that was still a little pale from the injury. "Ye Fan's Performance"
"Ten days ago, when I was taking care of Fan'er, I suddenly noticed the powerful surge of heaven and earth profound energy in the depths of the Dark Demon. I was surprised, so I set off to find out what was going on. Maybe it was God who blessed my Ye family.
The slave unexpectedly discovered a Yi Jing pith-cutting fruit tree deep in the dark demon. But at that time, there were two demonic beasts in the early stage of controlling mysticism, the Vigorous Earth Splitter Tiger, coveting it next to the fruit tree.
The old slave was seriously injured after fighting so hard that he finally managed to kill one of the monsters. The other one was seriously injured by me using the magic spell. However, after using the forbidden martial arts, I lost half of my strength.
And just when the old slave was about to die under the iron hooves of the powerful earth-cracking tiger, a figure suddenly appeared, not only saving the old slave's life but also giving him healing elixir.
The person who came was wearing a black scarf, and the old slave could only detect that his cultivation level was between Tongxuan and Kongxuan, and this person was not tempted by the sacred elixir Yijing Cutting Marrow Fruit, so the old slave could
I guess that person is Ye Wucan from my Ye family.
After the old slave returned to the clan with the medicine, he got up and headed to the Dark Demon. Only then did he realize that Fan'er was missing. In great panic, I explored most of the Dark Demon and only found Fan'er's weapon, Luo Yun, on the edge of "Luoyu Swamp".
The halberd and this scrap of cloth. Therefore, the top priority of the family is to call Ye Wucan to ask him about the whereabouts of Fan'er. As for the other matters, we can discuss them later." After saying this, Wenbo took out a piece of uneven cloth.
The note was handed to Ye Xiaotian's hand.
He took the cloth and sniffed the familiar smell on it. Ye Xiaotian felt his nose was sore and his eyes were full of tears.
"Uncle Wen, please go and call Ye Wucan. I would like to know how he treats my son."
After watching Uncle Wen walk out of the door, Ye Xiaotian turned his head, his face darkened, and his teeth gritted loudly.
"I didn't expect you to be so cruel, even to the point where you would kill your own nephew, who is of the same flesh and blood. Will you kill me too one day?"
Looking at his sweet and well-behaved brother in the past, who was now so vicious, Ye Xiaotian couldn't help but feel sad in his heart, and his whole body was shaking as he shouted angrily.