One day, January…
Same thing.
The passage of years, there is no trace left here at all.
However, when the land of the ice field was quiet, the hot summer Shenzhou, thousands of miles away, was never peaceful.
The matter of God of War withdrawing from the Martial God Temple made the entire Hot Summer Martial Arts tremble.
Many people even went to the former residence of the God of War and petitioned on their knees.
Ye Qingtian, please come back!
But Ye Qingtian had decided.
He was already frustrated with the Martial God Temple, and naturally he would never return.
The God of War who left Yanshan that day went to Jiangdong and was worshipped by Ye Fan.
The God of War valued Ye Fan so much, naturally in the hot summer martial arts world, it caused a new round of discussion about Ye Fan.
Some people think that the Wushen Temple is doing something wrong, and Yan Xia Wudao is sorry to Ye Fan.
It is a wise move for the God of War to withdraw from the Temple of War God.
It is reasonable to let the Juggernauts learn a lesson.
Otherwise, who would dare to kill the enemy outside in the future, the strong man in the summer? Who would dare to venture outside?
“Those who hold salaries for everyone must not freeze them to death in the wind and snow.”
“Mr. Chu went to Chumen for himself, for his family, but also for the people of the country!”
“It’s Mr. Chu, for my hot summer martial arts, I played a magnificent power.”
“In one fell swoop, the foreign powerhouse’s monopoly on the top ten or nearly one hundred years of the top ten list was broken!”
“We are now going abroad to participate in a martial arts seminar, when someone from a foreign country met me, the first sentence said, “A true dragon came out in the hot summer?”
“No. 1 in the sky list, I almost beat Truman by my own strength!”
“In today’s world, from ancient times to the present, Mr. Chu alone can do it!”
“Who doesn’t think there is any face when I heard this when someone from Yanxia heard this outside?”
There are not many similar voices on the warrior forum.
But every word and every word is shocking!
Of course, it is Jiangdong’s warrior who is so unfair to Ye Fanming.
In addition, there are more criticisms of Ye Fan.
“God of War did a little too far!”
“For the sake of one person, disregarding the righteousness of the family and the country?”
“Then Chu Tianfan, he is not worthy!”
“Although he is from Yanxia, he never considers himself to be from Yanxia.”
“Indiscriminate killing of compatriots on the West Lake, Jiangdong Land despises the Martial God Temple!”
“He has no king, no bottom line, no family and country…”
“The existence of such people is indeed a curse to the entire world!”
……
“I shit Nima!”
“Nonsense.”
…..
On the forum, similar curses are endless.
Until one day, a post appeared suddenly.
The title is, Chu Tianfan is still alive!
Really, all the scolding on the Internet disappeared the moment this post appeared.
Obviously, they were all scared and scared.
For fear that Ye Fan was really alive, he saw someone say bad things about him, and then killed him along the network cable.
But then I learned that the post was just a post by someone who was enthusiastic about it.
“Depend on!”
“Can you keep this joke away from now on?”
“It’s going to die!”
“Chu Tianfan is already dead.”
“How is it possible to live?”
….
“Yes, is this kind of joke interesting?”
“That’s how you want him to live?”
“One more West Lake tragedy?”
…..
The warrior forum is noisy.
Time, in the midst of such disturbances, gradually passed.
In a blink of an eye, a year has passed.
Under Yunding Mountain, a figure in white appeared quietly.
Revisit the old place, the old man is dead.
Ye Qingtian was melancholy.
He carried two jugs of wine and walked up to Yunding Mountain.
Compared with the last time I came here, Yunding Mountain today is much colder and lonely.
The doors and windows were locked tightly, and the courtyard was overgrown with weeds.
It’s a completely dilapidated scene.
When the prosperity is gone, only withering away.
The only thing that was neat and tidy in the former prosperous Yunding Mountain was the low grave.
“It’s been a year, come and see you.”
“You said you are so stupid.”
“Why should you be extinct from the world?”
……
“You brat, you left without waiting for me to get out of the mountain.”
“This God of War still wants to do a few more tricks with you.”
…..
“Until now, I still remember when you just showed off.”
“You guy, it was so dazzling back then!”
“It’s a pity, after all, the prosperity is all gone.”
“God is jealous of talents…”
Ye Qingtian’s eyes were red, and he sat down against the low tomb, pouring wine one by one.