Chapter 421 An Miaoyi

Along the way of life, there are many ups and downs. Yesterday's flowers bloomed, today's withering. Who can independently bloom fireworks, warm-hearted, crumbs fly, and the end is lonely.

A prosperous end" is cold and desolate, and the door is full of sparrows. Compared with the previous days, Ye Fan's residence can be called a bleak.

The lonely courtyard was quiet, the yellow leaves withered, Ye Fan coughed gently, and the blood was stained with red and white scarves. It was bright and shocking. He looked at the clear courtyard and sighed.

The ups and downs of life are like flowers blooming and falling. Although there is martyrdom, there are dim and withering days, and everything is in the wind of the earth.

The divine city is the same as before" has not changed, but when Ye Fan appeared again, his feelings were very different.

A few days ago, it could be said that everyone knew and greeted constantly. In order to deal with it, his smile was numb. Now, it appears again. Although it is still eye-catching, few people come forward, cold and indifferent.

When turning around, point out and talk about it one after another, sandwiched in cold words, all kinds of life, one day experience.

"The Eucharist is over, and the life of less than half a year has finally come to an end. It was defeated by the heaven and the earth more than 100,000 years later. After all, it still did not create a miracle.

"All the saints can breathe a long breath. The mountain that weighs on their hearts will collapse by itself and the shadow will be gone."

"Don't worry about the pearl of the Feng clan. She will definitely not be engaged to such a holy body. Maybe the Feng clan should be lucky. There is no decision or commitment yet."

"What if you break the curse? It's not dead in the end, hey hey!"

"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!"

Some people sympathize, some people gloat, their expressions are different, and they hum and regret everything they say. Naturally, there is also a mockery, falling into the well.

Ye Fan walked in the street and felt all this. He was silent and didn't say a word.

Finally, he returned to his residence. He didn't visit anyone this day. He felt that he wanted to be quiet and think about something.

In the middle of the night, in the cold lonely courtyard, a few stars were sprinkled with light, dim and silent.

Ye Fan began to cough up blood again to stain the white skirt. He wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, looked up at the starry sky, and was stunned.

Suddenly, he noticed something different. Looking back, a ghost-headed little thing on the wall was peeking, and it turned out to be a golden little creature.

It successfully survived the disaster and turned into a golden little unicorn, but its palm was big, naive, and its big eyes were very clear.

"Cough..." Ye Fan coughed up blood again.

The golden little unicorn flew over and landed on the ground. He was bright and chubby. He walked and swayed carefully close to Ye Fan, and then pulled his trouser foot.

"The unlucky little guy, aren't you afraid of me now?" Ye Fan sat on the stone chair and looked down at it.

The golden creature gave him a big white eye, and then spit out a wisp of colorful fog at him, quickly submerged into his body and turned into a warm force.

Ye Fan felt a burst of comfort, and the origin of life seemed to have eased the injury after a spring breeze, but after all, nothing has been changed.

"You have a heart..."

Ye Fan didn't expect that when no one came to the door, the deserted night silkworm would come to see him. Although it forgot the past, it was still instinctively, judging good and bad with simple intuition.

Ye Fan took out a small piece of divine source left and handed it forward. The silkworm was immediately happy and held it in his arms and nibbled it with relish.

After enjoying the divine source, it suddenly fell to the ground, and the four unicorn calves twitched gently, which really scared Ye Fan. At this time, the divine silkworm secretly opened a big eye and looked strangely.

"Pretend to be addicted." Ye Fan smiled.

The golden little boy suddenly jumped up and muttered dissatisfiedly. Ye Fan was quietly surprised that this little thing was to make him happy.

At this moment, he sighed and thought a lot. Simple as this kind of small creature is sometimes much cuter than complex people.

Ye Fan suddenly found that he, who was as strong as iron, was a little sad. In the end, it turned out that this little thing came to see him in the cold night. He silently touched the golden little creature.

He is not afraid of death, but he has regrets in his heart. He really wants to go back to the other end of the starry sky and see his parents, relatives and friends in the last days of his life.

"How did this unlucky silkworm come..." Li Heishui's voice came.

"Shuh"

The silkworm waved its little paws angrily, ran away and disappeared into the night sky.

Li Heishui and Tu Fei entered the hospital. They disappeared for a few days and asked the thirteen bandits for help, seeking a way to crack it. At this time, they returned.

"Take the Kirin seed. Although it can't be cured, it will be able to survive for a period of time, and then slowly figure it out."

The two said this. Obviously, there was nothing the thirteen bandits could do. Ye Fan had already expected this result.

At dawn, Pang Bo came back and was very tired. The Black Emperor followed, and they went to ask for the demon clan.

"The heart of the Qing Emperor may make you recover, and I will find a way to take it." Pang Bo's tone was firm.

The heart of the demon emperor has endless vitality, but I don't know where it is hidden. Pang Bo and the black emperor searched a lot in the demon clan, and did not find any clues.

"Forget it, the injury of the road cannot be cured by external things. Those bigwigs speculate that even the mature elixir of immortality is ineffective." Ye Fan shook his head and didn't let Pang Bo take risks.

"If there is a glimmer of hope, you have to try. Even if there is a bloody road, I will help you take the heart of the Qing Emperor." Pang Bo said resolutely.

"Okay, don't try your best, let me think about it." The big black dog walked around, and then lay on his side and was silent.

appeared on Shencheng Street again. After hearing those comments again, Ye Fan was surprisingly calm. Even if there were cold words, it was difficult for him to fluctuate.

"Wow, what are you doing? The big black dog has always been not a good stubble. "When he hears cold words, he will immediately run over and raise his huge head and shout to accept favors.

Along the way, I don't know how many people were bitten by the big black dog, but it was not easy to attack, and they could only be cursed secretly.

"The Eucharist is over, and the dead dog is still so arrogant. At that time, he will record his skin and eat meat!"

"There is not much time left. He can only miss the world for the last time. After all, he will die!"

The Black Emperor left and crossed the void. It said that it would disappear for a few days, and maybe he could find a way to live for Ye Fan.

Miaoyu'an in the sunset is set with a gold edge, located in the clouds, with a layer of holy brilliance flowing, empty and peaceful.

"Isn't this our Eucharist? I heard that you are in good health. Why don't you get well and come here? Wu Ziming, who had not seen for many days, walked with some people with an extremely bright smile on his face.

"Yes, health is important. You'd better get well in your health. Otherwise, hey, you look at the sunset. Although it's beautiful, it's so sinking." Next to him, Li Chongtian also squinted and smiled.

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

"He is dying. He is still so arrogant. Does he still have magic power? I heard that he coughs up blood every day." Someone in the crowd whispered.

"Disappear from my eyes quickly" or don't blame me for scratching the show." Ye Fan stood with his hands behind his hands and stood in the air, staring at more than a dozen young people in front of Miaoyu'an.

Everyone's heart jumped. This is Xiaocheng's holy body. Although there is no more life and coughing blood, after breaking the curse, the younger generation is afraid of him.

"Gone bad luck, let's go!" Wu Ziming didn't dare to hold on, so he turned around and left.

"Anyway, he is going to die. There is no need to pay attention to him. At that time, he will be taken away by God.

"Someone was very reluctant and muttered in a low voice when he left.

Ye Fan sneered and said, "Although I'm not going to die soon, it's not something you can humiliate." I've given you a chance, but I dare to say rudely."

"Buzz!"

Void shaking "Ye Fan's golden blood rushed to the sky" poked out a big golden hand and grabbed it forward.

"Do you dare to kill us in public?" Someone shouted in fear and said, "Do you know who we are?"

"I haven't decided whether to kill you or not, but for your words, I'll send you on your way!" Ye Fan's golden hand pressed down violently in the void.

"Bang!"

The sky and the earth shook, and the sunset glow was scattered. The sky was confused again. Ye Fan's golden hand covered more than a dozen people. At the moment of falling, a wave of blood and mud burst out.

"Brother Ye, don't make a mistake......" Only Wu Ziming and Li Chongtian escaped, scared to death, and shouted while fleeing.

Ye Fan turned over and patted it again. His golden hand covered the sky. Although both of them were in the secret place of the four poles, they felt as if they were fighting against the Lord of God and could not resist it at all.

"Puff"

Wu Ziming and Li Chongtian collapsed and turned into a blood fog. Although they were super strong people in the four-pole secret world, they were easily erased by Ye Fan.

In the distance, all the people who saw this scene were extremely shocked. Although the Eucharist was injured, it was still powerful and could not be offended.

The Holy Body cannot be humiliated. Everyone's heart is cold. The other party is about to die, and there will be no scruples at all. Don't provoke! This is the idea of everyone.

Especially those who used to speak coldly are even more afraid, and their legs and stomachs are a little weak. Thinking of what they have said, they are extremely guilty and afraid that Ye Fan will hear and remember.

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

In one of the palaces, it is golden and brilliant, with carved beams and painted buildings, surrounded by fairy fog, just like the palace of Guanghan.

Ye Fan sat at the white jade table, drank tea calmly, and looked at the peerless beauty opposite. An Miaoyi is magnificent, her hair is dark, her skin is better than snow, her eyes are flexible, her hair is very long, her red lips are sexy and bright. She is graceful, beautiful and suffocating, and her curves are amazing and perfect.

"Little man, you make me sad." Her words were as beautiful as the sky, and she came over lightly, like a crystal fairy 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 that if you fail, I will be the first to kill you, but you are already like this. How can I bear it?" An Miaoyi is smiling. It's very sweet and touching, but there is a trace of unwillingness in her eyes.

"Who in the world can't die, not even the emperor can be an exception. I just regret that I can't go back to my hometown." Ye Fan sighed.

"If you have broken the curse, why can't you change your fate?" An Miaoyi's green silk fell, and her body was crystal clear, flowing out of the holy glow, like a perfect goddess coming to the earth, saying, "What's your plan?"

"Come to see you tonight, then say goodbye to the god king, and stay away from the god city immediately." Ye Fan opened his mouth.

"You finally didn't leave without saying a word." An Miaoyi's face was extremely beautiful with a smile on her face. She said, "If I fall into the world forever, what will you do?"

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 you can live."

Ye Fan didn't say anything, but quietly looked at this beautiful woman.

"I want you to survive." An Miaoyi turned around and walked to the desk, then 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 in Miaoyu'an."

"What, Sakyamuni's disciple?" Ye Fanteng suddenly stood up.

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