From his words, Ye Fan could hear the sentimentality and vicissitudes of time.
“Brother Xiaofan, it seems that this Red Dust Sword Immortal and your Yunyang ancestor are in love and have a mutual friendship.”
Duanmu Wan’er smiled crazily and whispered in Mark’s ear.
However, after a brief recollection, the shadow in front of him became fierce again.
“Without further ado!”
“Your ancestors made me suffer a lot.”
“My body is dead and my soul is damaged.”
“In this life, I’m afraid it will be difficult to enter the land of reincarnation and seek revenge on your ancestors.”
“However, since you inherit his bloodline, you should also inherit three points of his sins.”
“I now order you to kneel down and worship for seven days outside my immortal palace to atone for the sins of your ancestors!”
Phantom snapped.
Ye Fan’s eyes twitched wildly.
Grass!
How could he play like this?
What does the evil Chu Yunyang did have to do with me, Chu Tianfan?
If you can’t beat me, Yunyang ancestor, then come here and bully the younger one, right?
“impossible!”
“I, Chu Tianfan, do not kneel to heaven and earth, nor do I kneel to anyone else. I only kneel to my mother!”
“Even if you are the master of this immortal palace, I will never kneel to you as a true immortal in heaven!”
Ye Fan refused verbally.
Just kidding, a seven-foot man has gold at his knees.
How can you kneel down for no reason?
Kneel once and kneel for seven days?
“Little guy, your bones are quite strong.”
“It’s a pity that although your ancestor is three points proud, you don’t have half the strength.”