Chapter 2854 Visit

"Ye Zhai?"

In front of a very inconspicuous mansion, four figures stood, it was Xiao Fan and his party. In their minds, several people unconsciously recalled the Ye family mansion they had seen before.

Compared with the splendid Ye family mansion, the house in front of me looked too low-end, even like a slum, which is where the Ye family should live.

"Ye Qingcheng lives here?" Ye Shiyu asked slightly surprised.

You must know that she is also a member of the Ye family. In a sense, the blood flowing in her body is the same as that of Ye Qingcheng.

It's just that when he was in the War Soul Continent, Ye Qingcheng's Ye family was the main line, while Ye Shiyu's Ye family was just a side line.

"After Qingcheng was injured, all the people who flattered their lineage stayed away, and some families even almost took action." Li Qingzhu explained.

This was not beyond Xiao Fan's expectation. Although the Ye family was a powerful family in the War Soul Continent back then, no matter how powerful they were, they were only at the God of War realm.

This power can indeed be tyrannical in the small world, but it is far from enough in the ancient divine world.

Not to mention anything else, even the ordinary third-rate forces in the ancient divine world would probably be able to destroy the Ye family.

Even though Ye Qingcheng is extremely talented, she is still unable to survive alone. Now that her cultivation has been abolished, the Ye family will naturally fall.

Xiao Fan gave Shen Wuxin a look, and Shen Wuxin slowly walked towards the door. There was not even a guard at the door of the dignified Ye family's mansion, which was enough to show the shabby state of the Ye family.

Boom!

Shen Wuxin knocked a few times, but received no response from anyone. Shen Wuxin shrugged, turned around and prepared to retreat, saying: "No one."

Xiao Fan frowned. The Ye family was probably in a state of chaos now, so naturally no one dared to open the door.

However, Xiao Fan's soul power had already captured some figures, and they were staring at the door warily.

"I'll do it." Seeing Xiao Fan preparing to step forward, Li Qingzhu said quickly. When he reached the door, he called: "Uncle Ye, it's me, Li Qingzhu."

With a creak, the door opened, and an old figure walked out. This was a middle-aged man wearing a gray robe, with some withered hair and no color on his face.

"Qingzhu, what are you doing here again?" The man in gray robe sighed.

Although Li Qingzhu said that Ye Qingcheng suffered a heavy blow because he was protecting her, the man in gray robe knew that the other party was originally here for Ye Qingcheng, so he did not blame Li Qingzhu at all.

"Uncle Ye, I brought a friend from Qingcheng to see him." Li Qingzhu forced out a smile.

"Friends?" The man in gray robe frowned. He knew very well that his son, with Ye Qingcheng's character, would hardly have any friends.

But when he turned to look at Xiao Fan and the others, the man in gray robe exclaimed: "You, are you Xiao Fan?"

"Master Ye." Xiao Fan nodded slightly.

He had already guessed who the person in front of him was. It should be Ye Qingcheng's father Ye Shizhi. His appearance was somewhat similar to Ye Qingcheng's, but Xiao Fan had never met him in person back then.

However, as Xiao Fan is the master of the Shura Hall and a celebrity in the War Soul Continent, Ye Shizhi obviously knows Xiao Fan's appearance.

"Master Xiao, why are you here?" Ye Shizhi smiled bitterly.

When Li Qingzhu saw Ye Shizhi calling Xiao Fan the master of the palace, a look of confusion appeared on his face, but Shen Wuxin had already guessed something. After all, there were rumors about the Shura Palace in the Heaven and Earth Prison.

"I'm here to see Ye Qingcheng." Xiao Fan said directly.

Hearing this, Ye Shizhi's face lit up with joy, and then he became gloomy. He shook his head and said, "I think Hall Master Xiao has already learned about Qingcheng's affairs. His situation is very special."

Ye Shuizhi also knew that Xiao Fan was a magical pharmacist, but Ye Qingcheng's problem was not something that a magical pharmacist could cure unless he could get the ancestral blood of the Ye family.

"How will you know if you don't try?" Xiao Fan still didn't want to give up. He was also curious about the Ye family's bloodline and why he was so sure that the magic medicine master couldn't save him.

Xiao Fan really doesn't believe in this evil. In his opinion, there is no disease in the world that cannot be cured by the magical pharmacist.

Ye Shizhi hesitated for a moment, but finally relaxed: "Follow me."

Xiao Fan nodded and followed Ye Shuzhi to the deepest room in the house. It was heavily guarded. It was obvious that the Ye family had not given up on Ye Qingcheng.

Ye Shizhi made an invitation gesture, Xiao Fan took a deep breath and walked in with Ye Shiyu and Shen Wuxin.

"Uncle Ye, don't worry, Qingcheng will be fine." Li Qingzhu looked at Ye Shuzhidao apologetically.

"Qingzhu, you don't have to blame yourself. This matter has nothing to do with you. You are a good girl. It's a pity that Qingcheng did not die." Ye Shuizhi sighed.

"No matter what, I will wait for him!" Li Qingzhu shook her lips. She was also a stubborn girl.

"Ahem~" At this time, there was a violent coughing sound in the room, and Ye Shizhi and Li Qingzhu quickly walked in.

But he saw Ye Qingcheng standing up with difficulty, coughing out several mouthfuls of blood and looking pale.

Xiao Fan held Ye Qingcheng with one hand and looked a little ugly.

"Xiao Fan, why are you here?" Ye Qingcheng said weakly.

"Let me see." Xiao Fan's hand directly grasped Ye Qingcheng's pulse, and a trace of divine power poured into Ye Qingcheng's body.

The next moment, Xiao Fan's expression condensed slightly, his brows twisted into the character "Sichuan", and he said in a deep voice: "You are really cruel. After destroying Ye Qingcheng's cultivation, he still left a trace of destruction in his body. The power may destroy his soul at any time!"

Taking a deep breath, Xiao Fan urged a trace of demonic energy to flow into Ye Qingcheng's body, slowly wrapping the wisp of destructive power and peeling off Ye Qingcheng's soul.

This process is very slow and is also a huge challenge for Xiao Fan.

The soul is the weakest point of a monk. If he is not careful, he can cause serious damage or even directly kill the opponent.

As time went by, a trace of sweat slowly appeared on Xiao Fan's forehead, and his face became slightly pale. The process of stripping away the destructive power consumed too much of Xiao Fan's mind.

Ye Guishui, Li Qingzhu and Shen Wuxin held their breath and concentrated for fear of disturbing Xiao Fan.

Ye Shiyu stood beside Xiao Fan, took out a handkerchief and gently wiped the sweat on Xiao Fan's forehead.

After a long time, Xiao Fan let go of Ye Qingcheng's arm, slowly walked to a chair aside and sat down. His whole body seemed to have lost all strength, which was more drained than a big battle.

"Master Xiao, Qingcheng's illness?" Ye Shuanzhi took a deep breath and asked cautiously. He was afraid that Xiao Fan would destroy his last glimmer of hope.

"Dad, I know my own affairs." Ye Qingcheng shook his head and said, looking listless. He coughed violently several times, probably due to mood swings. "Your life has been saved for the time being." Xiao Fan looked solemn and said, "However, there is nothing I can do to cure you!"