Chapter 29. The Reincarnation of the Hundred Worlds

Ye Fan got up at 11 o'clock for a few days, and his decadent life had completely disintegrated his fighting spirit. One day at noon, when he went out, he saw Chen Wan walking around with a man and talking and laughing, like a thunder and lightning hit him. His numb heart hurt again.

"Why, Waner, even you have turned your back on me. Why, why..." There are only countless reasons left in Ye Fan's head.

Chen Wan didn't look at him. She walked by like this, and Ye Fan stood there like a piece of wood, and there was a sarcasm in her ear, "This is the rubbish you said. It's really such a fool to hit the examiner."

In an instant, Ye Fan's inner world was full of gray, and everything was silent. Only one person stood on the desolate earth and walked numbly.

Ye Fan didn't see it. Chen Wan's eyes were full of heartache, but at that time, he had lost any thinking ability in shock, and even if he saw it, he would not react.

When he got home, Ye Fan decided to confess to his parents, and he said everything. That night, the two elders were directly cerebral hemorrhage, and it was ineffective to be rescued by the hospital.

At this time, Ye Fan had completely fallen, as if he was about to fall into the bottomless abyss. A man walked with a wine bottle and swaying, his eyes were blind, dressed in tattered clothes, and his hair was messy.

As he walked, he accidentally rubbed a gangster. The gangster was immediately furious and summoned several gangsters next to beat Ye Fan violently.

Ye Fan, lying on the ground with a bloody face, his consciousness gradually blurred, and he seemed to hear a sound in his ear, "Wake up, wake up, Ye boy"

It was dark in front of him, and Ye Fan's consciousness was blurred again.

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"Kill! Kill it!" There were shouts around. A general in armor and a powerful general with a long gun was surrounded by the army, layer by layer, and the soldiers around him were as dense as locusts.

"Oh!" The general picked up all the swords that stabbed him around him. The swords shot in all directions, killing more than a dozen people in an instant, but then more than a dozen people surged up and killed the general again with dozens of swords.

"Sweeping thousands of troops!" The general opened his eyes angrily, and the long gun swept around. A wave of gun wind swept around. All the soldiers around him flew backwards, killing and injuring hundreds of people in an instant, leaving a big hole full of wounds.

The soldiers around showed fear in their eyes and dared not come forward one by one. Look at me, I look at you, I dare not come out.

"General Fan, you can take it with your hands. Maybe you can live a life. I will speak for you in front of your majesty." There was a voice in the distance. The source of the voice was a middle-aged man, who was the prime minister.

"I, Ye Fan, go up to the sky and down to the ground, a man, would rather die standing than live in humiliating life. As long as I still have a breath, I will never give in to you thieves. You guys, let's go together!" Ye Fan's long spear was inserted into the ground and said loudly.

"If you are stubborn, go up and kill him." The Prime Minister said angrily.

None of the soldiers around came forward, and they were all afraid.

The Prime Minister looked at it, and his face turned black. Unexpectedly, no one answered his words.

"Who killed him immediately became the head of ten thousand households, ten thousand taels of gold, and dozens of beautiful women." The Prime Minister said.

The soldiers' eyes immediately turned red, and they breathed heavily one by one, and two long white breaths spit out from the soldiers' noses one by one.

"Kill him!" I don't know who shouted. Everyone was killing Ye Fan desperately.

The battle was carried out again, and Ye Fan did not know how many people he had killed. His whole body was full of blood, broken meat and broken bones. Even the long guns made of black iron and platinum are a little dull. The bones under him were like mountains, and he held up Ye Fan in a hard voice. There is no more corpse than this!

Ye Fan did the same movement mechanically. Gradually, his strength could not keep up. His left leg was cut and he suddenly sat down. His arm was still waving, followed by his left hand and right hand until his whole body was stabbed in by countless swords. Ye Fan opened his eyes angrily and slowly fell down. At this time, the body had piled up to the height of a hillside. Ye Fan fell to the top and looked at the sky with angry eyes, as if he was accusing the sky of incompetence.

The long gun followed Ye Fan for decades and had already developed spirituality. At this time, there was a sad cry, abruptly broken into two pieces, and quietly fell on Ye Fan's hand.

The gun is in the man, the gun is dead!

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"When will the spring flowers and autumn moon come, and how much do you know about the past? The small building was easter last night, and the old country could not bear to look back in the bright moon. The carved railings and jade should still be there, but the red face is changed. Ask you how much you can be worried, just like a river of spring water flowing eastward," a beautiful man in silk with melancholy eyes sang. As if to see his queen concubine singing and dancing for herself in front of his eyes, the man's eyes were intoxicated and fell into memories.

There was silence beside him, and no one cheered him. In the past, in his palace, every time he recited poems, there was always a beauty. Now he was alone and under house arrest in the attic.

The next day, in the morning, in the study.

"What a hometown that can't bear to look back on the moonlight, what a Ye Fan." A man in a dragon robe said angrily.

"Your Majesty, calm down, Ye Fan is so ignorant. Should he take care of him?" A minister said respectfully.

"Okay, I'll have a big banquet tomorrow. You secretly put the medicine in his cup." The emperor said coldly.

"I obey." The minister wiped the sweat on his face and actually had to poison him with the poison, poor Ye Fan.

Another day passed, at the banquet of the ministers, all the people were red-faced and invited by the emperor as guests. Naturally, it was something for everyone to be proud of. Ye Fan sat alone in the corner, silent, drinking wine alone.

"Ah." Ye Fan suddenly screamed, and his stomach twitched violently. Incomparable pain surged towards Ye Fan. Ye Fan bent over and fell to the ground with his stomach in his arms. The people around him were shocked, but they immediately understood what was going on. They looked at their noses and noses, indicating that they could not see. They were all old fried dough sticks in officialdom. How can I not know what's going on?

"Finally, are you going to leave this world, Ehuang, Jiamin, I'm coming."

"Wake up, wake up." There was a call in my ear.

"Ehuang, is Jiamin you? Don't worry, I'll be right there." There was a surprise on Ye Fan's face

The pain has not attenuated, and there seems to be a meat grinder in my stomach. Ye Fan's painful head was almost touching his feet, and his spine was about to be pulled into a semicircle. Finally, Ye Fan stopped struggling. Obviously, he was dead. He was miserable. It was painful to death, and his head touched his feet.

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In the fourth generation, Ye Fan was a beggar and eventually died of hunger.

In the fifth generation, Ye Fan was a son of an official eunuch. In the end, the family was framed as a conspiracy to usurp the throne, and the whole family was killed.

In the sixth generation, Ye Fan was a depressed scholar, because his beloved abandoned him and ran away with others. He was humiliated and committed suicide.

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In the 100th generation, Ye Fan was a monk who was successful in Buddhism. At this time, he was about to be dead, and the disciples around him gathered around him and read scriptures for him.