In order to survive, Chu Ye was like a humble pug, frantically pestering Chu Jingguo and Chu Mengyao, wagging its tail and begging for mercy.
Ye Fan looked down at him, frowned, and said coldly:
"Chu Ye, your shamelessness really opened my eyes! If I hadn't been here today, your trick might have succeeded. Mengyao would have been kidnapped, and Grandpa Chu might not have survived! Now...you still have
What kind of family affection is there in the face?"
Facing this angry rebuke, Chu Ye's face looked as ugly as if he had eaten shit.
As Ye Fan said, according to his original plan, he is probably holding a celebration banquet to celebrate the death of Chu Jingguo!
It's a pity... Man's calculation is not as good as God's calculation!
At this time, Ye Fan turned around, looked at Chu Jingguo and asked: "Grandpa Chu, what do you think...how should we deal with him?"
"Um?"
Chu Jingguo was slightly stunned when he heard this. He didn't expect that Mark would give the final decision to him.
In fact, even if Ye Fan kills Chu Ye, Chu Jingguo may not object.
But in Ye Fan's view, Chu Ye is his nephew after all, and the family relationship is thicker than water and is difficult to let go.
If you do it yourself, there may be resentment in the future.
At the same time, Chu Ye pinned all his hopes of survival on Chu Jingguo and quickly begged:
"Uncle, help me, I don't want to die! As long as you say a word, I can live! I promise you, I will never have any thoughts of revenge!"
Chu Jingguo's old face showed an expression of great struggle, as if he had experienced a battle between heaven and man. After a long time, he sighed quietly:
"Hey... Xiaoye, if you take revenge on me, I have nothing to say. After all, I am responsible for your father's death! But you should never, never, should not persecute Mengyao, she is
Innocent! Before, you had the chance to rein in the situation, but you made mistakes again and again, just like your father did! I'm sorry, I can't believe you, and you don't deserve to be a member of our Chu family!"
Having said this, Chu Jingguo paused, with a majestic look on his brows. He turned to look at Dong Chuan and said sternly:
"Brother Chuan, do it!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Dong Chuan's body shot out like an arrow from a string.
When Chu Ye saw this, he was horrified and subconsciously wanted to run away.
But just as he [58 Novels www.58xs.info] turned around, Dong Chuan had already arrived, his five fingers forming claws like steel nails, grabbing at his most vulnerable neck bone.
"Kacha!"
The crisp sound of bones breaking suddenly sounded.
After all, Dong Chuan is also an eighth-level warrior. Although he is no match for Sato and Meidaizi, he has no difficulty in dealing with an ordinary person.
The next moment, Chu Ye fell to the ground and completely lost his breath.
Kill with one move!
Looking at Chu Ye's body from a distance, a look of sadness appeared on Chu Jingguo's face.
He had just made up his mind to kill his relatives out of justice, but he was still feeling sad.
"Hey... when is the time to retaliate? Let me bear all the sins alone! Brother Chuan, take Xiaoye's body back and give it a good burial!" Chu Jingguo ordered.
"Yes!" Dong Chuan said, picking up Chu Ye's body.
…
That's it, everything has settled.
Ye Fan asked Mei Daizi to stay and clean up the mess, while he and Chu Mengyao returned to the Chu family villa.
The night was deep, and the evening breeze blew by, blowing Chu Mengyao's hair, mixed with the girl's unique fragrance.
Under the dim moonlight, Chu Mengyao's flawless pretty face, with icy muscles and jade bones, is particularly pure and pure, like a fairy who does not eat the fireworks of the world.
However, at this moment, there was a bit of indistinguishable sadness between her eyebrows, and it was obvious that she had not yet recovered from the previous storm.
Ye Fan held her hand and said in a deep voice: "Mengyao, don't be afraid, as long as I'm here, no one can hurt you!"
"Xiaofan, thank you!" Chu Mengyao said, leaning in his arms like a bird, feeling a strong sense of security in her heart, as if as long as she was by his side, she would not be afraid even if the sky fell.
"By the way, Mengyao, there is something very important that I want to tell you!" Ye Fan said in a deep voice.
Seeing that he spoke so seriously, Chu Mengyao couldn't help but become nervous and asked quickly: "What's the matter?"
"Meng Yao, although you have practiced the "Xuan Nu Su Heart Sutra" and your physique is far better than ordinary people, you have never had fighting experience and you don't know any moves! So next, I will conduct intensive training for you!"
"Intensive training?" Chu Mengyao looked suspicious and extremely curious.
The next moment, Ye Fan thought, and the bell-sized Qiankun hung on his wrist instantly became half a person tall.
"Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!"
Several rays of white light shot out, and then a dazzling array of magic weapons appeared on the ground, blooming with colorful brilliance and echoing each other.
"Mengyao, these are specially prepared for you!" Ye Fan said.
These magic weapons were all taken by Ye Fan from the Zhang family's treasure house. After careful selection, they were specially found for Chu Mengyao.
In fact, he had already made plans before, preparing for Chu Mengyao to practice well.
This time Chu Mengyao encountered danger, which further strengthened his thoughts.
Ye Fan picked up a three-foot green sword. The blade was long and narrow, so clear and transparent that it could almost reflect his face, and the sharpness and sharpness came out from the blade.
On the hilt of the sword, there are two small characters engraved in seal script -
Lingshu!
This Lingshu sword is slender and slender, suitable for women to use.
"Come on, Mengyao, give it a try!" Ye Fan said, handing the sword to her.
Chu Mengyao took the sword, tried to inject the inner energy in her dantian into it, and carefully slashed forward, but her movements were a bit clumsy.
Seeing this, Ye Fan smiled slightly and said: "Meng Yao, now I'm officially teaching you the moves, you can't desert me!"
"Uh-huh!"
Chu Mengyao nodded repeatedly, with a serious look on her face, wanting to take out a pen and paper to take notes.
In fact, Ye Fan did not have very deep attainments in the way of swordsmanship, and he could not teach Chu Mengyao the seven Beichen styles he had practiced.
However, with Mr. Wei's help, everything will be no problem.
Mr. Wei is a generation of immortals, so he can naturally find the most suitable moves for Chu Mengyao to practice.
…
A few days later, in the backyard of the villa.
Chu Mengyao holds the Lingshu Sword, and her figure is ethereal, sometimes like a dragonfly skimming through the water, sometimes like a colorful butterfly piercing flowers.
The sword moves she performed were not as wide open and closed as those of a man, but rather graceful and graceful, like a swimming dragon.
Yingying Hao's wrist rotated gently, and the long sword drew graceful trajectories in the air, removing the petals on the ground, and a faint floral fragrance floated in the air.
For a moment, the sword energy surged and the sword light spread across the sky.
Chu Mengyao's graceful figure seems to be like the moon covered by light clouds, and swaying like the snow covered by the flowing wind.
She really looks like a female swordsman!
Suddenly, Chu Mengyao's eyes flashed, her mind was focused, and all her thoughts were completely injected into the sword. Her energy and spirit merged into one, and she struck out with the sword, like a flying fairy.
"Whoa!"
The next moment, a ray of bright white light, like a white snake spitting a message, shot out from the tip of the Lingshu sword and hit a rockery in the distance.
"Boom, boom, boom!!!"
The rockery made a loud noise and shook.
Looking closely, he saw that a hole the size of a fist had been blasted out in the center, several feet deep.
If this sword light hits an ordinary person, the other person will definitely die.
When Chu Mengyao saw this, she was also startled. She spat out her sweet tongue and asked with a look of disbelief: "Xiao Fan, could I do this? Am I so powerful?"
"Of course! Mengyao, now even if you encounter bad people, you have the power to protect yourself!" Ye Fan said with a smile.
In the past few days, Ye Fan not only taught her several sets of exercises, but also suppressed his own strength to the ninth level and acted as her sparring partner, allowing her to accumulate combat experience.
Because of this, Chu Mengyao's strength has also improved by leaps and bounds. He is only one step away from the master realm and may break through at any time.
"Great!" Chu Mengyao looked delighted and continued: "Xiaofan, I will definitely catch up with you!"
"Haha... Then I can wait! Maybe in the near future, it will be your turn to protect me!" Ye Fan joked with a smile.
Immediately afterwards, the two returned to the villa.
"Buzz buzz..."
Suddenly, Ye Fan's cell phone rang.
The caller was none other than Pei Wu.
As soon as the call was connected, Pei Wu's cold voice sounded in his ears:
"Ye Fan, the leader of Pojun told you before that a Chinese national treasure fell into the hands of Japanese people! Now there is clear news about the whereabouts of that national treasure!"