My Cold and Beautiful Wife - Chapter 937

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0937

Arriving at a house filled with an ancient aura, the man picked up a teapot and poured the brewed tea into a large teacup.

"Ru Lan, Feng'er, are you thirsty? "Would you like a drink of all the snow lilies I just had to get suntanned by A-Qun two days ago?" the man asked over his shoulder.

Ji Ru Lan wasn't in the mood to drink tea. She couldn't wait to mention the important matter, but she could only respectfully bow and say, "Your daughter-in-law isn't thirsty. Father, please enjoy yourself."

Ye Feng also weakly shook his head, "Thank you grandpa, I... I'm not thirsty either. "

Seeing that they didn't drink, the man didn't ask any further questions. After sitting down, he gulped down a bowl of wine and clicked his tongue in enjoyment.

Then, he beckoned to Ye Feng and said, "Come here and let grandpa check your pulse."

Ye Feng had a bitter face as he carefully walked to his grandfather's side.

"Ahh, child, what are you afraid of? Come, come, come to grandpa. Why are you dawdling after taking a few steps?"

Ye Feng quickened his pace and did not dare to delay any longer.

In fact, although he had spent most of his life in the Ye Clan, he didn't have many opportunities to interact with his grandfather.

After all, his grandfather was the War God of his generation.

Although the War God's personality had always been a very gentle one, no one had ever seen him angry or rebuke.

But... In front of such a powerhouse who had lived for five hundred years, even the grandson would be under a lot of pressure.

The Martial God grabbed Ye Feng's wrist and connected his pulse before releasing it.

"He has indeed been crippled, and not a single bit of his cultivation is left. If I were to cultivate once more, I would have to recuperate for more than ten years to recover my Dantian..." The War God said.

Ji Rulan cried out, "Father, you must avenge Feng'er! That villain called Ye Fan, repeatedly took action against Feng'er. He pitied Feng'er's hard work for more than ten years, and it just disappeared just like that! "Woo woo …"

The War God chuckled. "Ruo Lan, don't cry for now. Why don't you tell me how you hope I can help?"

When Ji Ru Lan heard that, she wiped her tears and said with resentment in her eyes, "My daughter-in-law thought that the villain dared to hurt Feng'er and didn't put our Ye family in his eyes! It would be better for Father to just kill him, which would also rid the world of a great disaster! "

"Oh... You want me to help Feng'er kill that Ye Fan? "

"My daughter-in-law knows that dealing with such a small fry would harm father's status and position. However, Long Yuan doesn't want to help his son, which is why I'm begging him to come to you, father." Ji Ru Lan said as she was about to cry again.

As the War God listened, he poured another bowl of tea and passed it to Ye Feng, asking him with a look in his eyes if he wanted to drink it.

Ye Feng quickly shook his head to show that he did not dare to. How could he dare to drink the tea poured by the Martial God? Even if it was his own grandfather, he didn't dare!

The War God smiled and didn't insist. He drank a mouthful and said: "Let me ask first, why did that Ye Fan want to cripple Feng'er's cultivation?" Is there a reason? "

Hearing this question, Ji Ru Lan's gaze flickered, while Ye Feng's face was a bit stiff.

"Feng'er has done something wrong, but... "That Ye Fan is irritable and lawless. He didn't even give Feng'er a chance to explain his repentance before crippling Feng'er's powers," Ji Ru Lan replied.

Ye Feng was sweating cold sweat on the side. He actually did not dare to come to ask his grandfather for help. It was because he did not dare to open his mouth and say that he was plotting against Ling Yuwei.

"Oh... "Is that so?" The Martial God didn't ask about the specific reason. Instead, he asked, "How old is that person called Ye Fan?"

Ji Rulan was a little confused, but still answered, "It seems … "He's about the same age as Feng Er, a few months older."

"So he's the same age as us?" The War God laughed.

Ye Feng's face turned pale and he quickly kneeled on the ground, "Grandson, your skills are inferior! He had lost face for his grandfather! Grandpa, please forgive me! "

"Haha …" The War God laughed and helped him up, saying, "What do I have to lose? It's not like I'm a cripple... What a strange thing to say, child. "

Ye Feng's face turned hot again. He wanted to run out the door and didn't dare to face his grandfather.

The War God stood up and walked to the door. He looked at the distant sky and said: "Ru Lan, Feng'er, I cannot kill that Ye Fan.

Even if I can kill him for you now, there will be people who will cripple Feng Er in the future …]

If I want to take back what belongs to you, I'll have to rely on myself. I'm already over five hundred years old, so I won't be able to protect you all for your entire life.

Hearing that, Ji Ru Lan hurriedly replied, "Father! But Feng Er had already lost her cultivation … Even if I train again, I don't know when I will be able to return to my previous level. Could it be that I will have to wait for decades for revenge?! "

The War God turned around and said with a laugh, "According to ordinary training methods, it will take decades. But on the path of training, there are still many shortcuts to speed up the process.

"Feng Er just lost her cultivation. It's not like she forgot how to train in ancient martial arts. As long as I can find a way to quickly recover my cultivation, it will naturally be successful. If everything goes well, I might even be able to recover in a month …"

One month!? He was able to recover his Spirit Condensation cultivation within a month!?

When Ji Ru Lan and Ye Feng heard this, they could not help but reveal expressions of hope.

If it was anyone else, they would not believe it. However, since the War God said this, then he definitely had a way to help Ye Feng quickly recover his strength!

"Grandfather!" What should he do?! Your grandson will listen to whatever grandpa says! " Ye Feng said excitedly.

"Don't be in such a hurry to talk about the cultivation method, let me ask you." The War God smiled playfully and said, "You and that young man called Ye Fan both have the same surname and age.

Logically speaking, you are from our Ye Clan, your bloodline is pure and your talent is top. All the conditions for cultivation are the best, so why are you not his opponent? Do you know the reason? "

Ye Feng was stunned on the spot, blankly shaking his head.

Ji Ru Lan refused to accept this and said, "Father, that Ye Fan must have used some evil cultivation method to gain an advantage!"

The War God laughed loudly. "Which one is the crooked door? Which path is evil? There are 3,000 paths, and each path, if you can reach them, is a good path!

On the path of cultivation, only the strong and the weak had the evil and the evil! Could it be that a kind-hearted person would surely be able to defeat that malicious person? "Isn't this nonsense?"

"I don't know. Grandpa, please guide me!" Ye Feng knelt on the ground and kowtowed.

The War God nodded, then said: "Do you remember when you were young, your grandpa made you read the 'Historical Records'?"

"Grandson remembers …" Ye Feng was a bit confused. He didn't know what the War God was talking about.

The Martial God said: "Since young, you have always thought that as the eldest grandson of the Ye Family, all you need to do is to cultivate your ability.

Do you know that the ancient sage Su Qin once said, 'Let me have Luo Yang and Guo Tian, how can I wear the six nations as one?'

Su Qin ruled over the six nations to fight against Qin, and was imprinted with the six nations. He was unparalleled in the world, and had been alone since ancient times!

Furthermore, he had been living in poverty since he was young and had been despised by his family. If he had been living in his hometown and lived a luxurious life, how would he have studied hard and become a famous scholar? "

The Martial God walked to Ye Feng's side, pulled him up and said: "The gap between you and Ye Fan is that you have a thousand fields since you were young, and that Ye Fan …" If he couldn't eat, he would be on the verge of death.

If you want to win against him, then you have to be mentally prepared for the loss of everything. Whatever hardships he can endure, you can endure.

If you do not pay the price, you will never be his match! "

Hearing that, Ye Feng could not help but feel the blood in his body igniting, his scalp went numb as he clenched his teeth and said, "Grandfather, I can suffer! "Please ask me how can I kill Ye Fan!"

The War God revealed a mysterious smile on his face. "Don't worry. After I finish eating the noodles, Grandpa will go teach you."

Ji Ru Lan, who was watching from the side, felt a wave of unease in her heart. She didn't dare to doubt the Martial God's decision.