One is to let Ye Qingtian protect him comprehensively.
The second is to let Ye Yuyan practice martial arts with Ye Qingtian.
But unfortunately, the plan could not keep up with the changes.
After Ye Fan’s accident, Ye Qingtian’s thoughts were almost entirely on the Longmen plan.
After the battle of Yanshan, Ye Qingtian was seriously injured and fled.
After that, Ye Yuyan never saw God of War again.
Unexpectedly, in front of his cousin’s grave today, he met the patron saint of the once scorching summer.
It’s just that the current God of War no longer has the vigor of the past.
In the cloudy old eyes, there is no light at all, and there is a kind of twilight all over his body.
No one knew Ye Yuyan’s mood at this moment.
She couldn’t believe that the man who was once worshiped by all Yanxia people had become like this now.
“So you are the God of War?”
“The Supreme God of Yan Xia.”
Hearing Ye Yuyan’s words, Nuoya, who came with Yueyao, suddenly said pleasantly.
She came over and asked Ye Qingtian expectantly.
“Mr. God of War, I want to ask, do you feel that Ye Fan is not dead, just like us?”
“He must be alive, right?”
“Just hiding somewhere, retreating and practicing.”
“When he appears again, he will shock the whole world again.”
Nuoya is like a little girl seeking approval, impatiently waiting for Ye Qingtian’s answer.
Not only Nuoya, but also Ye Yuyan and Chen Nan looked at Ye Qingtian expectantly.
After all, Ye Qingtian is a figure standing at the peak of Yanxia martial arts, his knowledge and experience are undoubtedly incomparable to them.
Therefore, they also wanted to hear Ye Qingtian’s opinion.
However, it was not the answer Nuoya expected after all.
Facing the inquiries of the women, Ye Qingtian, who had already been disappointed by the world, shook his head.
“Forget about him.”
“That man doesn’t belong to this world.”
“We don’t deserve him.”
“I came here today just to mourn my old friend in my last days.”
“Under the nuclear explosion, even the gods are in vain.”