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Chapter 1037 Three Hundred Years
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Ye Fan naturally couldn't bear to refuse, and didn't even want to ask more. He nodded and said: "Within my ability, I will try my best."
"Mr. Ye, you can definitely do it..." Ling Baiguang looked at Ling Yuwei with complicated eyes, and said: "I hope... Mr. Ye can take good care of Yuwei for me... Her mother left early, and I couldn't do my duty, no, no A good father..."
Ye Fan was stunned, but didn't expect Ling Yuwei to be entrusted to him? !
Su Qingxue also had a complicated expression on the side, but did not say anything.
Ling Yuwei cried and said: "Dad, don't say that! It's your daughter who is not filial to you! I always make you angry! Dad, don't leave me, OK..."
Ling Baiguang looked at Ye Fan and continued to ask: "Mr. Ye, can you promise me, no matter what happens in the future, don't let Yuwei be harmed..."
Ye Fan looked at Ling Yuwei, just in time, Ling Yuwei was looking back at him, the two eyes met, and there was a complicated feeling that couldn't be said.
Ye Fan looked at Su Qingxue next to him again. What he was actually worried about was that Su Qingxue had an idea.
But Su Qingxue smiled at him at this moment and nodded.
Seeing that the woman allowed this, Ye Fan really couldn't bear to let Ling Baiguang stare at him, so he said: "I know, Ling, I promise you, as long as I can, I won't let Yuwei be harmed."
"Okay... OK..." Ling Baiguang's eyes became more and more dizzy, and his breath weakened, "I... I believe you..."
When the last three words were finished, Ling Baiguang was no longer alive.
Dozens of Shushanmen at the scene were very sad.
Outside the gate, suddenly flew over to a hurrying, dusty old man.
Seeing the scene inside the house, the old man shouted "white light" in grief!
It was Ling Qingfeng who hurriedly returned, but could not see his son for the last time.
"Master! The head brother, he is gone!" Li Lihong and other disciples cried.
Ling Qingfeng staggered to the side of the sickbed, and looked at Ling Baiguang who had left peacefully, crying bitterly.
"Send black hair in vain, why did God treat my Ling family this way, to me Shushan!!"
Ling Yuwei hugged her grandfather, and her grandparents couldn't make a sound.
But when everyone in the room was still extremely sad, Ye Fan suddenly noticed that there was an unusual breath coming from the back of the mountain.
"Someone invaded!"
After Ye Fan finished speaking, he ran out first.
When everyone heard Ye Fan say this, they were all stunned, subconsciously wondering if it would be the master who attacked Shu Mountain again, and hurriedly followed out.
Even Ling Qingfeng and Ling Yuwei didn't care about other things and hurried to the back mountain.
As soon as Ye Fan arrived at Houshan, he saw seven or eight Shushanmen's corpses on the ground, all of which had been burned by flames, completely unrecognizable.
An old man wearing a red and black robe with gray hair scattered around was standing in front of the hidden sword pavilion, looking at the people coming from Shushan with contempt.
"You are the one who attacked the head of Ling?" Ye Fan saw this old man and found that he couldn't see his cultivation level, but from the feeling, the other party should have surpassed the realm of concentrating mind, and was probably a master of Lichen Realm. !
The old man said lightly: "Boy, you don't look like a person from Shushan, why, come here to take care of your business"
"Why did you attack the Shushan faction? What organization are you?" Ye Fan remembered that Su Qingxue had said that all major factions were attacked.
The old man didn't mean to answer well at all. When he saw the people from the Shushan faction arrived, he smiled and said, "Finally, they are all here. The old man waits for your staff to be tidy, and is impatient after waiting."
Under the leadership of Ling Qingfeng, the elders of Shushan held their own sabers and waited solemnly.
Ling Qingfeng glanced at the several disciples who were burned to death, frowning, "Who are you anyway?"
"Are you Ling Qingfeng?" the old man in red asked.
"It is," Ling Qingfeng said with gloomy eyes.
The old man seemed to remember again, thought for a while, and said, "How many years has Ling Jiuheng been away?"
Ling Qingfeng was taken aback for a moment, and said, "You know my grandfather!?"
Many of the elders and Shushanmen present were also shocked, because Ling Jiuheng was the grandfather of the previous generation of Shushan, Ling Qingfeng's grandfather.
This old man in red and black clothes is the same generation as Ling Jiuheng!
The old man did wave his hand, "I don't know, I just guessed, since Shushan is now the elder, then your grandfather should be gone.
But... I have a little friendship with Ling Taiyuan, but it is a pity that he died of illness, otherwise it is estimated that your Ling family will not be reduced to today."
As soon as he said this, Ling Qingfeng's face turned pale, and his eyes were full of shock.
Like most people in Shushan, Ye Fan is completely unclear about what this means.
Ling Yuwei stopped crying now, and asked hesitantly: "Grandpa, what Ling Taiyuan he said was the genius ancestor of our Ling family more than three hundred years ago?"
Ling Qingfeng nodded awkwardly, and said, "It should be the ancestor... Taiyuan ancestors are said to have reached the Great Perfection at the age of twenty and understood the meaning of swords.
It is a pity that at the realm of concentration, the physical body is mortal, and medical treatment was not as advanced as it is now. After he contracted an incurable disease, he died young, leaving only one son."
"Why... How could he know our ancestors three hundred years ago?" Ling Yuwei said in disbelief.
The old man in red laughed and said, "Little girl, I'm just over 300 years older than you, so what's the fuss about
Ye Wuya, the god of war you worship, has lived for more than five hundred years. Is it possible that he is only allowed to remain immortal in the world? "
Ye Fan was taken aback, Ye Wuya? Valkyrie
Back then, the atmospheric tyrant and the demon prison officer asked him what he had to do with Ye Wuya...
Myself, is it really related to Valkyrie...
Ye Fan fell into deep thought for a while, and the surrounding voices seemed to be inaudible.
Ling Qingfeng's expression changed and said, "Since you are an old senior and have a connection with our ancestors, why do you want to harm our people from Shushan and Ling's family so much!!?"
The old man laughed and said: "Little guy, to blame, blame the Valkyrie you admire. If it weren't for his hypocritical cheeks and the evil deeds that he did three hundred years ago, we would not be interested in doing things to the descendants of the deceased!
Sooner or later, you will understand that you are helping the evildoer and worshiping a demon in the world! ! "
"I don't know what nonsense you are talking about. If you are suffering in front of the Valkyrie, then you should find the Valkyrie. Now you are so cruel to the innocent, what a senior expert!?" Ling Qingfeng said furiously.
The old man sighed to the sky, "You're right. If the old man is able to blade Ye Wuya, he will definitely be willing to fight him, even if he is burned with jade and stone , he will not hesitate... zGsGQ6gPHWsR6VeCaooqaxzXUlnOykhFtO4TfxTir2or1VR37Ffz48LmQDaYU9bcEQhe
It's a pity that the old man thinks that the demon is far from what we can defeat... If we want to defeat him, naturally we can only think of other ways. "