When he came to the door, he saw Ye Ling'er standing there obediently waiting for him. Holding Ling'er's little hand, Ye Fan planned to return to the family. Unexpectedly, Ye Ling'er pouted her little mouth and pulled her reluctantly.
Ye Fan's sleeves must be played for a while.
Looking at the little girl's big watery eyes, Ye Fan couldn't say "no", so he just obeyed her.
The two of them casually strolled around the square, and the skinny Ye Fan finally squeezed out a few more black stones from his pocket and bought some snacks, thus quelling the little girl's natural desire to shop.
"My little friend, please stay."
An old man's voice came from behind him. Ye Fan turned around and saw an old man in slovenly clothes staring at him at the corner of the street.
Although the image of the old man is not very good, Ye Fan is not the kind of reckless boy who judges people by their appearance. He stepped down first, held him for a while, and then asked: "I wonder what the old man is calling you boy?"
Seeing Ye Fan's performance, the old man's expression did not change, but he felt a little fond of Ye Fan in his heart.
"My little friend, have you ever heard of the way to cultivate your soul?"
Hearing this, Ye Fan shook his head honestly, and then looked at the old man expectantly.
"The way of the soul is different from the cultivation of physical profound energy. One is virtual and the other is real. All soul cultivators have a common name - soul master. I just looked at your aura and found that there is something abnormal in your soul. This is
You may gain something from a copy of the Soul Master's Introductory Techniques "Building Souls Record" if you take it and study it for a while."
After saying that, the old man took out a thread-bound book from his arms and handed it to Ye Fan.
Seeing this, Ye Fan didn't show any pretense, and quickly reached out his hand to take the book. Then he bent down and bowed respectfully to the old man.
"I am deeply grateful for the old gentleman's kindness. I hope the old gentleman can tell me his name so that I can repay him in the future."
Just when Ye Fan finished speaking, a soft force slowly lifted him up. When he raised his head, Ye Fan's pupils suddenly condensed. The soft force on his body was still there, but the old man in front of him happened to be standing there leisurely.
Not even a single move was made.
"Is this the power of a soul master?"
Looking at the old man Gujing Wubo's eyes, Ye Fan couldn't help but murmured to himself.
Taking Ye Fan's look into his eyes, the old man also smiled slightly.
"I am just a guide to you, not a teacher, so you don't have to keep it in mind. As for my name, you will know it in the future."
After saying that, the old man did not wait for Ye Fan to answer. His rickety figure flashed in the crowd and disappeared from Ye Fan's sight.
"Ah! That old man runs so fast."
Ye Ling'er on the side looked at the direction where the old man disappeared, his big eyes were dazzling, which was really cute.
Gently pinching the little girl's pink face, Ye Fan couldn't help but guess the identity of the old man in his heart. But after thinking about it, he had no clue, so he had no choice but to give up.
After coming back to his senses, Ye Fan took Ye Ling'er's little hand and was about to go home. He was thinking about the black iron stone he had just obtained and the "Soul Building Record". Ye Fan was not in the mood to stay here any longer.
However, the little girl seemed to be very disrespectful. As soon as she heard that Ye Fan was leaving, she squatted on the ground and started playing tricks. This made Ye Fan feel that he was as big as two people. Finally, after promising the little girl countless benefits, he finally
It was to settle her down,
The two of them were walking home leisurely. Just as they were about to leave the workshop, they heard a strange sound behind them.
"Hey! Isn't this the young master from the Ye family? Why do you have the courage to come out today?"
Turning his head, he saw a dozen people walking slowly not far behind. There was a family emblem on their chests, with the word "Liu" engraved on the emblem.
"People from the Liu family!"
Seeing this, Ye Fan narrowed his eyes slightly, and there was a small dangerous arc of light jumping uncertainly in the dark eyes.
Among the crowd, a young man about sixteen or seventeen years old was playing with a mysterious coin in his hand. His facial features were slightly feminine, and his sarcastic smile made people feel uncomfortable all over. In my memory, this young man had the same experience.
Liu Hong has been to the Ye family twice. He is also Liu Hong’s son and the second genius of the Liu family, Liu Chen.
"It's not your turn to control whether I can go out or not."
Looking at Liu Chen, whose face was gradually becoming gloomy, Ye Fan's mouth curved in a dangerous way. He gently pushed Ye Ling'er with his palm. The little girl also hid behind Ye Fan quite deftly.
Hearing Ye Fan's merciless rebuttal, Liu Chen's eyes flashed with a slight chill. The corners of his lips curled up slightly, and he said teasingly: "It seems like you, a salted fish, really think you have turned over. You are confident.
My heart is a little swollen. Why don't I beat you on behalf of your father, so that you won't be so disrespectful in the future." After saying this, Liu Chen's body suddenly surged with chills, and the men beside him also lined up with smiles.