Chapter 421 An Miaoyi

Chapter 421 An Miaoyi

Life is full of ups and downs. Yesterday's flowers bloom and today's fall. Who can be independent. Fireworks bloom, enthusiasm, debris flying, and the curtain falls.

The prosperity was over, the coldness and desolation were clear, and the door was stagnant. Compared with the previous days, Ye Fan's residence was called desolate.

The orphanage was quiet, the yellow leaves withered, Ye Fan coughed lightly, the blood stained red and white towels, a bright and startling scene, he looked at the deserted courtyard and sighed.

The ups and downs of life are like flowers blooming and falling. Although there are splendid moments, there are also dark and withering days, all the winds of the world.

The City of God was the same as before, without any change [Dzi Bead Change], but when Ye Fan appeared again, the feeling was very different.

A few days ago, he was known to everyone in the world and greeted him constantly. In order to cope, his smile was numb. Now, it reappears, although it is still eye-catching, but few people come forward, cold and indifferent.

When he turned around, he pointed, talked a lot, caught in cold words, and experienced all kinds of situations in life.

"The Holy Communion is over, and the life of less than half a year has finally ended in darkness. After being defeated in the world after hundreds of thousands of years, there is still no miracle."

"All the saints can breathe a sigh of relief, this mountain that is pressing in their hearts will collapse on its own, and the shadows will disappear."

"Don't worry about the Pearl of Wind Clan, she will definitely not be engaged to such a Eucharist. Maybe Wind Clan should be glad, there is no decision or commitment yet."

"What about breaking the curse, it's not dead in the end, hehe"

"What if the combat power is arrogant to the younger generation, God won't let him live, can he fight, he can only wait to die"

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Some people sympathize, some gloat over the misfortune, there are expressions that say nothing, there are regrets, and naturally there are sneering sounds.

Ye Fan walked in the street, feeling all this, he was very silent, without a word.

Finally, he returned to the house, and he did not visit anyone that day, and he felt that he had to be quiet and think about something.

In the middle of the night, in the cold orphanage, there were a few rays of starlight, dim and lonely.

Ye Fan began to cough up blood again, dyeing his white clothes in a dreary look, he wiped the bloodshot from the corner of his mouth, looked up at the starry sky, and was dazed.

Suddenly, he noticed something was different, and when he looked back, a ghostly little thing on the wall was peeking, it was a golden little creature.

It successfully survived the catastrophe and turned into a golden trail. Obviously, the Thirteen Big Bandits had no choice. For this result, Ye Fan had already expected it.

At dawn, Pang Bo came back, very tired, and the Black Emperor followed, and they went to get the demon clan stronghold.

"Emperor Qing's heart may be able to restore you, and I will find a way to get it back." Pang Bo's tone was firm.

The heart of the demon emperor has endless vitality, but he doesn't know where it is hidden. Pang Bo and the Black Emperor have been searching for a long time in the demon clan, but they have not found any clues.

"Forget it, Dao's injuries cannot be cured by external objects. Those big figures speculate that even mature immortality medicines are ineffective." Ye Fan shook his head, not allowing Pang Bo to take risks.

"If there is a glimmer of hope, I will try it. Even if it is a bloody way, I will help you win the heart of the Qing Emperor." Pang Bo's words were firm.

"Okay, don't work so hard for any of you, let this emperor think about it." The big black dog walked around, and then fell silent on the side.

Appearing on the street of Shencheng again, after hearing those discussions again, Ye Fan was surprisingly quiet, even if there were cold words, it was difficult for him to fluctuate.

"Wang, what are you scoffing at when people are petting you?" The big black dog has never been a good stubble. Hearing cold words, he will immediately run over, raising his huge head and clamoring for people's pets.

They walked all the way, and they didn't know how many people were bitten by the big black dog, but it was not easy to attack, so they could only curse in secret.

"The Holy Communion is over, and this dead dog is still so arrogant that he will be skinned alive and eaten at that time."

"There is not much time left, and he can only linger on this red dust for the last time. After all, he is going to die."

The black emperor left and crossed the void. It said that it would disappear for a few days, maybe it could find a way to survive for Ye Fan.

The Miaoyu Nunnery in the sunset is inlaid with a golden edge and is located in the clouds. There is a layer of holy brilliance flowing, empty and peaceful.

"Isn't this our Holy Communion? I heard that you are sick, why didn't you take good care of your health and came here?" Wu Ziming, who had not seen him for a long time, walked with some people, with a bright smile on his face.

"Yeah, your health is important, you should go to recuperate, otherwise, hey, you look at the sunset, although it is beautiful, but it is sinking." Next to him, Li Chongtian also narrowed his eyes and smiled.

"If you don't want to die, stay away from me." Ye Fan glanced at them.

"A man who is about to die, still so arrogant, does he still have supernatural powers, but I heard that he coughs up blood every day." Someone in the crowd whispered softly.

"Hurry up and disappear from my eyes, or don't blame me for being ruthless." Ye Fan stood with his hands behind his back, standing in the air, staring at the dozen or so young people in front of Miaoyu Nunnery.

Everyone's heart skipped a beat. This was Xiaocheng's Holy Body. Although his life was running out, he was coughing up blood every day, but after breaking the curse, the younger generation was terrified of him.

"Unlucky, let's go." Wu Ziming didn't dare to hold on, he turned around and left.

"Anyway, it's someone who's going to die, so there's no need to pay attention to it. Then God will take him away." Someone was very unwilling and muttered softly as they left.

Ye Fan sneered and said, "Although my life is not long, it is not something you can humiliate. I have given you a chance, but I still dare to speak rudely."

"buzz"

The void trembled, Ye Fan's golden blood rushed to the sky, and a big golden hand reached out and grabbed it forward.

"You dare to kill us in public?" Someone shouted in fright, "Do you know who we are?"

"I haven't decided whether to kill you or not, but if I say this to you, I will send you on your way." Ye Fan's big golden hand pressed down violently in the void.

"Snapped"

The world shook, the sunset was scattered, the sky was misty, Ye Fan's big golden hand covered all the dozens of people, and the moment it fell, a piece of blood and mud splashed.

"Brother Ye, don't misunderstand..." Only Wu Ziming and Li Chongtian escaped, so frightened that their souls fled, they shouted as they fled.

Ye Fan turned his hand and patted it again, his golden hands covering the sky. Although the two of them were both in the four-pole secret realm, they felt like they were fighting against the Lord of God, and they couldn't stand it at all.

"puff"

Wu Ziming and Li Chongtian broke apart and turned into a blood mist. Although they were the super powerhouses of the four-pole secret realm, they were easily obliterated by Ye Fan.

From a distance, everyone who saw this scene was extremely shocked. Although the Holy Body was injured, its power was undiminished, and it was still not to be offended.

The Holy Body cannot be humiliated, everyone is cold, and the other party is about to die.

Especially those who used to speak coldly were even more frightened, their calves were a little weak, thinking of what they had said, they felt extremely guilty, lest Ye Fan hear and remember.

Ye Fan glanced at the others, his white clothes fluttered, and he entered the Miaoyu Nunnery.

In one of the palaces, it is splendid, with carved beams and painted buildings, and the fairy mist is lingering, like a palace in Guanghan.

Ye Fan sat at the white jade table, drank tea calmly, and looked at the peerless beauty across from him.

An Miaoyi is unparalleled in elegance, her hair is black and shiny, her skin is better than snow, her eyes are bright, her eyelashes are long, and her red lips are sexy and bright.

"Little man, you made me sad." Her words were as beautiful as the sounds of nature, and she walked over lightly, like a crystal fairy flower swaying.

"Although I broke the curse, time is running out, do you want to kill me with your own hands?" Ye Fan smiled.

"I said, if you fail, I will kill you first, but you are already like this, how can I bear it." An Miaoyi was smiling, very sweet and touching, but there was a trace of unwillingness in her eyes.

"No one in the world can survive, not even the Great Emperor. I just regret not being able to return to my hometown." Ye Fan sighed softly.

"Obviously, the curse has been broken, why can't I change my fate?" An Miaoyi's blue silk fell, her body was crystal clear, and a holy glow flowed out, like a flawless goddess descending into the world, "What are your plans?"

"I'll see you tonight, then go to say goodbye to the God King, and immediately stay away from the God City." Ye Fan said.

"You finally left without saying a word." An Miaoyi said with a smile on her face, extremely beautiful, and said, "If I fall into the world forever, what will happen to you?"

Ye Fan wanted to say something, but she blocked her lips with a jade hand.

An Miaoyi smiled, stood up, her hair fluttered, and said, "Only if you can survive."

Ye Fan didn't say anything, just quietly looked at this beautiful and unparalleled woman.

"I want you to survive." An Miaoyi turned around, walked to the table, took out an ancient scroll, and said, "Remember this mental method."

"what is this?"

"More than a thousand years ago, a disciple of Sakyamuni stayed at Miaoyu Nunnery."

"What, a disciple of Sakyamuni?" Ye Fanteng stood up suddenly.

"You stay tonight." An Miaoyi walked over lightly.