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No one knows what happened on Qingjun's side, only Ye Fan knows.

If it had been before, Ye Fan would have felt that no matter how hard Qing Jun practiced, he could not defeat Nair, the God of death, by himself.



However, if you can really master the martial arts of a very high level, Qingjun side may really have a chance to avenge his mother.

That night, Qing Jun checked into a VIP room.

Wu Ting's room, he finally did not go to live.

What he wanted was fair treatment, not malicious revenge.

Ye Fan is not clumsy either. According to the progress speed of Qing Jun's side, he dances the crazy demons and basically gives them everything.




At the same time, Ye Fan really told Qingjun about some understanding of martial arts.

"On Kendo, I dare say that no one in the world can beat me, but I'm not the top in martial arts."



"What you can say is all told. How much you can master depends on your personal efforts and good fortune..."

"I can only say that if you can really understand the ultimate mystery of martial arts and kill the God of death, it is not impossible."


Qing Jun was deeply moved. He was about to kneel down.

"Don't kneel. Since you want to win respect, don't kneel," Ye Fan stopped.


"Mr. Ye, this kneeling is only for the grace of teachers. I kneel only for you and my mother!"

Ye Fan didn't stop when he heard this.

"Mr. Ye, if I really succeed one day, I will work for you and repay you!" Qing Jun said seriously.

Ye Fan smiled, "to tell you the truth, I did want to use you when I first trained you."


"But if you didn't work so hard, it wouldn't be enough to impress me and teach you this."

"Your mother helped me a lot. If you can save her, it will be a debt of gratitude."


Ye Fan patted Qingjun on the shoulder, "God of death, I'll keep it for you to kill."

Qingjun's side expression was solemn and nodded heavily.

Coming out of the room beside Qing Jun, Ye Fan stretched out.

After this worry, he should almost go to Shenqi civilization and find his uncle long Jingxuan.

Suddenly, I heard the melodious sound of the piano.

He knew who was playing without guessing.

This time, the future is uncertain, and I don't know if I'll see you again in the future

Ye Fan thought and took the initiative to find a voice.

When he came to the charming little yard, Han Yinzheng was playing by the window in a long white dress.

The melody is melodious and gentle, but it is full of melancholy.

When ye fan came in, Han Yinzheng looked up and stopped playing.

"It's the first time for you to come to my residence after coming to Wufu", Han Yinzheng said with a smile.

Ye Fan was stunned and found that he had gone to the residence of Wu Yanshu and xierwei, but he had never been to Han Yinzheng.

"Obviously we were the first to know each other," Han Yinzheng said bitterly.

"If I come, it's generally not good. Besides, isn't it coming?"

Ye Fan praised: "you play the piano really good, emotion and music are integrated, and the artistic conception is far-reaching."

"What do you say?"

Han Yinzheng gave him a white look and said proudly, "in terms of kendo, you are a God, but in terms of music, I am also a musician in the front of the kaqiu Federation."

"In a few years, I will certainly be famous throughout Fitz. At that time, I will be accompanied by the sword God."

Ye Fan cried and laughed: "no, it's enough now."

"That's enough?"

"Of course, I'm not so demanding."

"Then you take me with you?"

"Er..."

Ye Fan was speechless. This sudden sentence made him don't know how to parry.

Han Yinzheng smiled when he saw Ye Fan eating shriveled.
"Why are you so nervous? It's no different from when I first met you..."

The girl smiled, but there was a glimmer of crystal in the corners of her eyes.

Ye Fan touched his chin and looked around to ease his embarrassment.

Suddenly, some spirit grass in the yard caught his attention.

"Eh?"

Ye Fan took a closer look and asked, "is this green spirit flower?"

"I don't know. It looks beautiful and planted casually. What's the matter?" Han Yinzheng blinked.

"This kind of spirit herb is the ingredient of many pills, but isn't the green spirit flower the size of an ordinary egg? Why is your flower bigger than your hand?"

Han Yinzheng thought for a moment and said, "maybe... It's because I often play here."

"Play the piano?"

"Yes," said Han Yinzheng, "in my hometown, the flowers and plants in my yard were more dense and prosperous than those in other places."

"At the beginning, people thought I had good feng shui and abundant spirit. Several elders of the family forced me to change the yard."

"It turned out that where I went, the vegetation would be better."

"Later, everyone thought that it was the music I played that made the spirit grass enjoy it and would be conducive to their growth..."

Ye Fan had a flash in her mind!

It seems that there is such a saying that concerts affect plants.

For example, sound waves will make the stomata on the plant surface produce more contraction activities, strengthen photosynthesis and grow better.

But there was no one who loved music before him, and women were responsible for spiritual grass planting

"Miss Han, can you play the music you usually play most often again?"

Han Yinzheng said with a smile, "the sword God has a life. How dare the little woman disobey?"

A joke was made, and then the song sounded.

Ye Fan also hurried to use unparalleled and began to observe the changes of these plants around

Then an unexpected scene appeared!

The energy activities of these plants began to be very active?

"All things have spirits... If so..."

Even inorganic civilization has wisdom, not to mention these spiritual flowers and plants?

Ye Fan's eyes are changeable. When the song is over, he has an idea in his heart.

"Miss Han, I want to take you to a place."

"You first call me 'silver Zheng', or 'Zheng son', and I'll go with you," Han Yinzheng said.

Ye Fan is helpless. A woman's fate is too good. Sometimes she can't stop it.

"OK, silver Zheng..."

Han Yinzheng nodded happily.

After a while, two figures appeared in the world of sword.

Han Yinzheng was shocked to learn that this was the world created by Ye Fan for a long time.

"Originally... The creator really created the world and created all sentient beings..."

Ye Fan smiled bitterly: "the sky is open, but it's really not easy to create creatures."

Ye Fan took the woman all the way to the hillside.

Looking at the past, there is a river beach below. All kinds of strange sword spirits are fighting each other.

Their activities are irregular, savage growth, and mutual restraint of some attributes will lead to the extinction of the race.

"Silver Zheng, although I created the sword spirit life here, there has been no good way to make them evolve orderly."

"After all, they don't have too high intelligence, so I want you to try..."

"Infect them with music?" Han Yinzheng came out of his mouth.

Ye Fan nodded. Although it is said that things compete with nature, things can't really take shape. They have been in a dead cycle there. Why do you choose a fart?

Since the reason doesn't make sense and forced intervention is only a temporary cure, we can only try whether sound waves can resonate with them.

Ye Fan really looks forward to what kind of higher intelligent creatures can be bred in the world created by himself and Taichu.

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