Chapter: 4184

Taishan, Gao Dazhuang and other seriously injured members of the Qinglong team did not kneel.

I don’t know why, but there is always a feeling in Ye Yuyan and the others.

This is not the soul of her brother Xiaofan, and it is not some kind of ghost after death.

However, the real Ye Fan is her real brother Xiaofan.

“Li… Li Er… these idiots…”

The dying Lu Ziming lay there with a bleak smile on his bloody face.

This is obviously the real Ye Fan, the living Mr. Chu.

He didn’t expect that the group of people in Jiangdong actually thought that the dead appeared.

The scalper hiding in the distance was also laughed at.

“Hey…”

“Did I say you are a scumbag?”

“Ye Fan is still alive, what kind of spirit is he showing?”

The scalper scolded Li Er and the others.

Then he rushed to Ye Fan with his tail wagging, and said angrily, “You hanging hair, why didn’t you wait for them to die?”

“Ma De, you are cool outside, let my old cow work hard for you!”

“Look at my old cow’s handsome face, what’s it like to be beaten?”

The scalper complained for a while, and when he spoke, he pointed his hoof to his face, showing the scar on his face.

Like generals fighting abroad, showing their scars to their monarchs.

In the face of the scalper’s complaint, Ye Fan rarely responded to him this time.

He glanced at the scalper, and only replied: “It’s hard work.”

Then, Ye Fan walked down from Yunding Mountain.

The first place he went was Ye Qingtian’s position.

Ye Qingtian was covered in blood, and he was hanging with his last breath.

However, even so, after seeing Ye Fan, he still couldn’t hide the shock and surprise on his face.

He stretched out his hand and touched Ye Fan’s body.

“Really…really…is it you?”

“You…you’re not…dead?”

The inaudible sound, like a candle in the wind, seems to go out in the next second.

Ye Fan nodded and replied softly, “God of War, I’m not dead, I’m back.”

Silence, long silence.

I don’t know how long it took, Ye Qingtian’s originally sad face suddenly showed relief and a smile.

“Ha ha ha ha…”

He laughed.

However, after a few laughs, blood gushed out, causing him to cough violently.

Ye Fan quickly took out an elixir from his arms and let Ye Qingtian take it.

“Stop talking, you’re too hurt.”

“Take this pill first.”

“Although it’s not healing, but it can replenish some physical strength and primordial energy, so you can hold on for a while longer.”

“When the battle is over, I will take you to heal your wounds.”

“God of war, hold on, hold on until I end this war.”

No sadness, no joy.

Ye Fan’s handsome face showed no emotion at all.

But those who are familiar with Ye Fan know that the more Ye Fan is like this, the more intense his anger and sadness are.

The God of War smiled, he was speechless, he pointed to Ye Yuyan’s direction, and then pointed to the outside of Yunding Mountain.

The meaning is already obvious.

He wanted Ye Fan to escape with the child.

Truman is too powerful.

Not only Chu Yuan, but also that monster, several elders with great titles, and even Tang Yun who did not appear.

The huge gap between Yanxia Martial Arts and Chumen cannot be filled by Ye Fan alone.

The Martial God Temple has arrived, and the many pillar countries have also lost all their waists.

Even his pillar of the sky has collapsed.

In the hot summer in the future, it will be entirely up to Ye Fan.

“God of War, I have been hiding for three years.”

“This time, I won’t hide anymore.”

“Always, make a complete settlement with them.”

“If you win, I will accompany you to rebuild the hot summer.”

“If you lose, you and I will go to Huangquan together.”

Ye Fan said in a deep voice, his deep words are heavier than a mountain and stronger than gold and jade!