Chapter 1317 The man does not cry when he has tears, but he has not yet reached the sad part!
In the darkness, Ye Fan seemed to be trapped in chaos. There was no concept of time. His consciousness separated from his body and wandered for centuries.
He even wished that he could just drift on like this, never wake up, never face those tragedies.
I don’t know how long it took, but a deep voice sounded in his ears:
"Xiaofan, wake up quickly!"
Ye Fan slowly opened his eyes and found that he was in a quaintly decorated room, lying on a large bed.
Ye Nantian stood beside the bed, looking at him with concern.
"Dad, how long have I been unconscious?" Ye Fan asked tremblingly. After the battle, the energy in his body was completely exhausted and he was extremely weak.
"Three days and three nights!" Ye Nantian said in a deep voice.
"Where are we?" Ye Fan asked again.
"The Yaochi Sect on the other side of Kunlun Mountain!" Ye Nantian explained.
Hearing the words Yaochi Sect, Ye Fan felt a pain in his heart, as if something very important had been taken away abruptly.
"Dad, where is Mingyue? Where is she?" Ye Fan shouted excitedly, his tone full of concern.
"Why……"
Ye Nantian sighed quietly and turned away, unwilling to meet Ye Fan's eyes.
Such silence made Ye Fan's heart sink to the bottom.
The atmosphere in the room suddenly became extremely depressing.
At this moment, a voice came from outside the door: "You bastard, how dare you mention Senior Sister Dongfang's name?!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a female disciple wearing a blue gauze dress rushed in quickly.
The female disciples of the Yaochi sect all have beautiful faces, and she is no exception. She is definitely one of the most beautiful women in the world, and is more beautiful than any movie star.
However, at this moment, this female disciple had a pretty face with a sinister look on her face, her eyes widened angrily, and she glared at Ye Fan fiercely, as if she had some deep grudge against him.
"Who are you?" Ye Fan asked.
"My name is Yunxi, and Senior Sister Dongfang is my best friend! You are a murderer who can kill a thousand people. If I hadn't saved you, Senior Sister Dongfang wouldn't have died!" Yunxi's voice contained more than anger.
A bit of deep sadness.
"No! It's impossible! Mingyue will not die, you are lying to me!" Ye Fan shook his head violently, unwilling to believe that fact, almost going crazy.
"Tell me - where is Mingyue? Hand her over quickly! Otherwise, I will bloodbath your Yaochi sect and leave no one alive!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Fan's body suddenly erupted with extremely terrifying murderous aura, spreading in all directions, as if he was going on a killing spree and would never stop.
I don't know why, but since he woke up, there's been a rage in his heart that can't be dissipated.
Seeing his ferocious look, Yun Xi subconsciously took two steps back, trembling, and said tremblingly: "Three days ago, the sect leader brought Senior Sister Dongfang's body back to Yuxu Peak and buried it in the back mountain!"
As soon as these words came out, they seemed to have endless power and directly hit people's hearts.
Ye Fan's body was shaken violently, he turned over and jumped out of bed, stared straight at Yun Xi, his eyes were cold, and said: "Take me to the back mountain, I want to see the bright moon!"
His voice is not very loud, but he has an irresistible will.
Even though Ye Fan is now extremely weak and unable to exert any strength at all, Yun Xi still has a strong feeling, as if he is facing a supreme king and cannot say a word "no" to his orders.
After pondering for a moment, Yun Xi finally nodded, turned around and walked towards the house and towards the back mountain.
Ye Fan followed closely, and Ye Nantian also followed.
Along the way, Ye Fan always had a gloomy face and was confused.
Many female disciples of the Yaochi sect who were passing by saw him and quickly ran away like the god of plague, and then looked at him with very strange eyes.
After walking for a quarter of an hour, the three finally arrived at the back mountain of Yuxu Peak.
This is a cemetery where senior masters of the Yaochi sect are buried, with hundreds of tombs.
Dongfang Mingyue's tomb is not difficult to find. It is the outermost one. The soil around it is still a little loose, so it was obviously just built.
In front of the tomb, there is a tombstone.
On the tombstone, there is a line of large characters written -
"The fifty-sixth generation saint of the Yaochi Sect, the Tomb of Dongfang Mingyue."
…
When he saw the inscription, Ye Fan felt like his head was exploding with a "bang", and his breathing suddenly became heavier, as if there were invisible big hands holding his throat, and he was almost suffocating.
I don't know how long it took before Ye Fan finally came back to his senses. His eye circles were red, his fists clenched, and endless negative emotions flooded into his heart again, as if he was about to go berserk again.
Sensing the sign, Ye Nantian immediately walked over, patted him on the shoulder and said: "Xiaofan, my condolences! I know you are very angry and blame yourself, but - there is no resurrection after death! You... after all...
Face reality!"
"No! I don't believe Mingyue is really dead!"
As he spoke, Ye Fan raised his right fist fiercely and hit the tombstone hard.
"boom!"
A loud noise came.
Even though Ye Fan is extremely weak now, his physical strength is still strong, and the tombstone was instantly smashed into pieces.
Immediately afterwards, Ye Fan leaned down again, used his hands as shovels, and began to dig the hole.
"Hey... what are you doing? Ye Beichen, others are afraid of you, but I am not afraid of you! You have already killed Senior Sister Dongfang, and now you dare to dig her grave so that she cannot rest in peace. I will fight with you!!!"
Yun Xi said, took out the long sword from his waist and stabbed Ye Fan.
However, Ye Fan did not dodge or dodge, and continued to dig holes, completely ignoring the sharp sword thrust from behind.
"Zheng!"
The sharp sword pierced his back, making the sound of gold and iron clashing. The Heavenly Tyrant's body was so powerful that it could not be hurt by ordinary weapons.
Ye Fan seemed not to feel any pain and dug up the earth under the tomb with his hands.
Soon, a jade coffin appeared in his sight.
Ye Fan stretched out his hand and carefully opened the lid of the jade coffin little by little...
His movements were so gentle, and his heart was full of anticipation, hoping that all this was fake and just a joke played by God on him.
It's a pity... When the coffin was completely opened, all Ye Fan's unrealistic expectations disappeared.
Dongfang Mingyue is lying quietly in the jade coffin, with icy muscles and jade bones, a temperament that is unparalleled, unparalleled elegance, and the beauty of the sky. Her eyes are closed tightly, and the corners of her mouth are slightly raised.
She is like a sleeping beauty, always ready to wake up.
However, her left chest, where her heart was, was empty, and there was no trace of breath in her delicate body.
died!
After all, there are still no miracles in this world!
…
"Ahhh!"
Ye Fan let out a heart-rending roar that resounded throughout the world, breaking through gold and stone, and the air around him was torn apart.
Everyone on the entire Yuxu Peak could feel the grief and anger in his heart.
Suddenly, two lines of tears fell from Ye Fan's eyes.
Not ordinary tears, but two lines of bright red tears of blood.
shocking!
A man doesn't shed tears easily, but he hasn't reached the sad point yet!
Before this, no matter what kind of pain and torture he encountered, Ye Fan always gritted his teeth and persisted, never shedding a tear.
Because of this, he can be determined to be fearless with the sword and understand the "unyielding" will from "War Nerve".
But now, for the sake of the dying Dongfang Mingyue, he sheds blood and tears and is mad with hatred!
Ye Fan looked closely at the bright moon in the east inside the jade coffin.
She is still so beautiful, so beautiful that she is unreal, like a fairy from the sky who has fallen into the mortal world.
As long as Ye Fan stretched out his hand, he could grab her delicate hand.
But he didn't dare to reach out, because he was afraid that if he reached out, he would feel the cold body temperature and stiff body, which would remind him that he and Dongfang Mingyue were separated by heaven and earth, and that humans and ghosts were separated by different paths.
"Why? God, why are you doing this to me?!" Ye Fan shouted to the sky and asked angrily. If possible, he would rather die than himself.
However, no one answered him at all.
silence.
There is only silence between heaven and earth.
…
One day, two days, three days...
Time passes day by day.
Ye Fan always stayed by Dongfang Mingyue's jade coffin, lowering his head and staring at her pretty face.
At the beginning, Ye Nantian also tried to persuade him, but Ye Fan ignored him and seemed to turn into a stone statue.
After more than ten days passed, even Ye Fan's body could no longer bear it. He was in a daze, his vision was blurred, and he might faint at any time.
At this moment, Beichen Immortal Lord Wei's voice suddenly sounded in Ye Fan's ears:
"Xiao Fan, actually... there is a way that may bring her back to life!"