“Let’s talk about it, or not?”
Chu Yuan had already walked not far from Ye Fan, he was condescending and asked coldly.
In fact, with Chu Yuan’s ability, with just one blow, Ye Fan could be killed directly.
But he didn’t.
Is it kindness?
of course not.
Although Ye Fan has a blood relationship with him, he still has a grandfather-grandson relationship.
However, how big the Chu family is, and there are so many people from Chu Yuan’s grandson’s generation.
Even his own children and grandchildren are by no means the only one Ye Fan.
What’s more, he has never admitted Ye Fan’s identity at all, and naturally there is no trace of friendship between his grandfather and grandson.
The reason why he didn’t directly kill Ye Fan just now was entirely because he coveted the full version of Yundao Tianjue in his hands!
As long as he gets the full version of Yundao Tianjue, looking at the world, Chu Yuan can really be fearless, and even use it to aspire to the legendary supreme realm. ,
However, Ye Fan turned a deaf ear to what Chu Yuan said.
Just dragging his body hard, leaning on a boulder with difficulty.
He didn’t even look at Chu Yuan. Instead, he turned his head and looked up towards the far east on the top of Chumen Mountain.
After working hard for half a lifetime, planning for ten years, in the end, it was defeated.
Yes, just as Chu Yuan said, the fight just now was undoubtedly Ye Fan’s last trump card.
However, he tried his best to display the sixth form of Yundao Tianjue, but it only hurt Chu Yuan.
After seeing this result, Ye Fan already knew that he was defeated, completely defeated.
A complete defeat!
However, Ye Fan has no regrets.
He worked hard and tried his best.
He even came close to defeating this so-called century-old family and martial arts giant with one person.
Today’s defeat is only God’s will.
Even if he died under Chu Yuan today, Ye Fan didn’t have any fear.
He came with the idea of not hesitating to die.
People are inherently dead.
There is no regret for dying on the road of dreaming.
But, I’m the only one who is sorry, the person who loves him, and the person he loves.
“Zhuzi, did I speak to you, didn’t you hear?”
Ye Fan’s ignorance made Chu Yuan no doubt even more angry.
Spicy palm shot again.
Ye Fan snorted, pouring out a few mouthfuls of crimson again, and his broken body fell to the ground.
But he was still smiling, resisting the severe pain and getting up, leaning on the huge boulder again, looking at the hot summer, Jiangdong, and his home through the full sky.
There, there should be a gentle and intoxicating girl, leaning against the window, waiting for him to come home.
“Woohoo~”
“Brother Xiaofan…”
Looking at the dying young man, An Qi was crying and crying, tears unceasingly surging.
She yelled hard, even trying to run over to protect Ye Fan.
But he was firmly held back by his father and brother.
“Angie, don’t mess around!”
“If you don’t want to kill my Jones family, don’t have anything to do with this guy!”
Bill Jones murmured angrily.
On the other side, Meng Wanyu was also crying.
In the end, he couldn’t bear to watch it any more and turned his head directly.
I kept saying sorry to Ye Fan again.
Yes, Meng Wanyu was full of self-blame at this time.
If it hadn’t been for her to go to see him in the hot summer, Ye Fan wouldn’t have come, let alone the end it is now.
The more Meng Wanyu thought about it, the more guilty he became, and the more he thought about it, the more he blamed himself.
She wanted to save Ye Fan, but if she wanted to break her head, she didn’t have the slightest countermeasure.
In the face of absolute power, any effort appears pale and futile.
“Hey~”
“ended.”
Aaron and the others did not gloat for misfortune. Seeing blood and dying breath, a young man leaning there alone looking at his hometown, there was something inexplicable in his heart.
Pity and heaviness.
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