My Cold and Beautiful Wife - Chapter 1261

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"It can be, it can be. Anyway, I'm your grandfather." Ye Wuya chuckled and said.

Ye Fan slapped his forehead, he was too slow! He should have thought of it long ago!

In this world, who could unravel the mysteries of the Imperial Sword Technique with a single word? Who could cause the eight Epic Tiers to be so afraid?

Aside from the War God, there was probably no other!

Because Ye Wuya's appearance was too young, he could not imagine that he belonged to his grandfather's generation, so he did not think of this!

Ye Fan's expression was a little unnatural. If it was Ye Longyuan, Ye Longteng and the other Ye Clan's people, he wouldn't feel any restraint.

However, when facing the number one person in the world today, his feelings were still complicated.

Ever since they met for the first time in Mount Shu, his strength had increased by a lot. However, when facing the War God, Ye Fan still felt that he was extremely insignificant.

Those eight experts just now were at the Epic Tier. In front of the War God, they didn't dare to contradict him even half a word. It was clear that the power of the War God was far beyond his imagination!

But there were too many questions in Ye Fan's mind, so he coughed and pretended to be calm. He asked, "Last time in Mount Shu, you intentionally came to see me?"

Ye Wuya nodded, "That's right."

"To guide me in my Imperial Sword Technique?" Ye Fan asked.

Ye Wuya laughed, "That was just a coincidence. I've always wanted to see you and roast pheasant as well.

It just so happened that you had some problems with the Imperial Sword Technique.

"Actually, even if I hadn't said it back then, you would have understood it sooner or later."

Ye Fan gave a stiff smile, "You think too highly of me..." Should I be happy to be praised like this by a War God? "

"Of course. In this world, you are the only person that can make me think highly of you!" Ye Wuya said.

"Isn't this way too fake..." Even if you don't bring up the Shakyamuni, it still shouldn't be my turn, right? " Ye Fan said in disbelief.

Ye Wuya looked at him with a smile, as if he couldn't even be bothered to mention Shakyamuni.

Ye Fan felt a bit strange, and then asked in wonder, "Then why did you come here today?" Could it be that you knew in advance that I would meet these people? "

"I came to bid you farewell. Before I left, I felt that I should meet you again, and coincidentally caught up to them to surround you …

"Actually, even if I didn't come, you wouldn't have died here." Ye Wuya said with confidence.

Ye Fan smiled, "How do you know me so well?" Or do you know them? Why do I feel. If you don't come, I'll be here today. "

Ye Wuya smiled mysteriously, "That won't happen …. "Because, it is not yet time for you to die."

Hearing this, all the hair on Ye Fan's body stood up. It was a bit eerie, especially Ye Wuya's eyes, which had a strange look to them.

At this moment, Ye Fan felt that this person was not as simple as his grandfather.

It wasn't that he was the War God, or was it that he was … Unlike his family.

Although Ye Longyuan was not like a real father to Ye Fan, at least Ye Fan could feel that they were close.

But facing Ye Wuya, this grandfather who was good to him and had helped him twice, made Ye Fan feel that he was talking to someone who was not related by blood.

Ye Fan rubbed his nose, "You just said you came to say goodbye?" "What does that mean?"

"Farewell means farewell." Ye Wuya said.

Ye Fan was speechless, wasn't this guy just talking rubbish!?

"I mean, where are you going?"

Just as he finished asking, Ye Fan suddenly thought of something, turned his head and pointed towards the direction of the pyramid, "Don't tell me you want to go to that underground world?"

Ye Wuya gave a faint smile and said, "Whether it is underground or on the ground, aren't they all from the same world …."

Ye Fan narrowed his eyes. Hearing him say this, it seemed to make sense, since they were actually just an area on this planet.

Without waiting for Ye Fan to ask a few more questions, Ye Wuya had already turned around and started to leave.

"Your fiancee is still waiting for you in the Ye family. Don't make her wait too long... As for you and me, we will meet again due to fate … "

When Ye Fan noticed that Ye Wuya was about to leave, he immediately stared at him with rapt attention. This was because last time, Ye Wuya had suddenly disappeared, leaving Ye Fan brooding in anger.

This time, Ye Fan thought that no matter what, he must see clearly and not let him leave without a sound.

However, Ye Fan did not even blink as he stared at Ye Wuya's back. Suddenly, his figure disappeared!

It was as if a shadow had suddenly disappeared, and Ye Fan was wondering if he was hallucinating.

"Gudong …"

Ye Fan swallowed his saliva, his forehead dripping with cold sweat, not daring to believe everything that had just happened.

He once again felt how weak he was in front of this unknown terror …

Not long after Ye Wuya left, another Golden Mask Elder, who was wearing a black cloak, returned to the scene.

Ye Fan came back to his senses, turned around and saw the elder coming over, and vigilantly said: "What, are you still not going to let us go?"

That elder didn't say anything. Instead, he pointed towards the direction of the pyramid and a vigorous demonic energy condensed there.

Very quickly, at a speed visible to the naked eye, the pyramid's stones began to regenerate and pile up in the air.

After a minute or so, the damaged pyramid recovered to its original state.

Ye Fan suddenly understood, this elder came over and continued to cover that hole!

So this pyramid was created by this group of elders who were protecting the secrets of the underground!

They didn't know how many people had been killed for exploring the secrets of the underground. Since ancient times, there had probably been countless of them.

After the elder finished his work, he turned around and left. As he was about to leave, he said, "Remember your promise to keep this a secret."

Ye Fan let out a breath of relief. It seemed that the face of the Martial God was still quite important.

After everyone had left, Xiao Jin flapped his wings and flew back to Ye Fan's side.

Ye Fan stretched out his hand to pinch the little guy's tail, and quickly swung it in the air, "You coward!" Why are you running! He did not have any ambition! To be such a coward, to be a snake for the rest of his life! Don't even think about becoming a dragon! "

Poor little gold, after spinning around like a wind and fire wheel for a good ten rounds, stuck out his tongue dizzily, and flew in all directions.

Ye Fan ignored him and instead woke up all the time, Blue Rain and the others one by one.

It was as if their brains had been stimulated, and they fell into a deep sleep. After shouting a few times, they finally woke up.

"Just … What happened just now? I... How did we fall asleep? " Blue Rain rubbed his eyes in confusion.

The nearby Black Emperor and Blackie both felt terror in their hearts. Clearly, they both knew that they had nearly died.

"Ye Fan, all eight elders have left?" Did you make a move against them? " Hei Ji asked nervously.

Ye Fan shrugged his shoulders, "How can I beat eight Epic experts?" If it was just that Demon Prison Officer alone, I would probably be unable to deal with him …

I don't even know how to fight with that woman called Hei Li who fixed your eyes on her … "

"What!? "Hesley!?" Hei Ji's face was filled with shock. Her face was pale as she said with her eyes wide open, "Then … That Elder was actually Hei Si Li?! She … She's still alive!? "