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Chapter 0923 You Haven't Changed At All
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"Hu'er! Leave me alone! I'll be fine!" Feng Yueying had already prepared to die, and now she was afraid of falling short of success and becoming a hostage.
Frowning in the foggy night, thinking about countermeasures, but suddenly feeling something, his eyes light up!
"Boom!!!"
Only a sound was heard, a majestic and sharp sword intent came from the metal gate of the passage!
The sword of true strength that destroys gold and jade is like piercing a layer of paper, directly pierced out of the metal door!
"Keng Keng Keng!!..."
The continuous sound of metal cracking broke out in less than a second!
In an instant, these metal fragments turned into dense fragments of death, mixed in the sword aura, whizzing directly engulfing a dozen people including Ichiro Inada!
Sword Qi and metal penetrated through the bodies of these Fusang people. Before they could even react to what was going on, they all fell to the ground, bloody!
Ichiro Inada never dreamed that, behind him, it seemed to them as solid as a rock, at least the very stable alloy gate, in front of Ye Fan's Zhengang sword, was useless! !
Wuyezheng and Feng Yueying were pleasantly surprised to see that Ye Fan slowly walked out of the destroyed door with a sword in his hand.
Ye Fan put away the sword, walked past a corpse, and when passing by Ichiro Inada, he directly crushed his head.
Soon, Ye Fan's eyes fell on Feng Yueying's blood-stained arm.
After walking to the woman, Ye Fan picked up her arm and looked at the wound.
With Ye Fan's eyesight, of course, it can be seen that this was cut by the woman herself, and she couldn't help but feel distressed and blamed it: "Yingying, why are you doing this..."
Feng Yueying smiled and shook her head, "I'm fine, the blood has stopped, the wound is not deep."
"You haven't practiced professionally. It's very dangerous to do so. How can you make fun of your life?" Ye Fan said sternly.
Feng Yueying heard the man blame her, but she didn't feel sad, she just smiled back. After all, she said that because she cared about her.
"Well, I won't do it next time... I also found myself a bit stupid. I can't even use a gun. I ran out like a fool."
The foggy night on the side looked at the wound on Feng Yueying's arm, her eyes filled with self-blame and sadness.
"I'm sorry... I'm not good, I just want to avenge myself, blinded by hatred... I'm sorry you..."
Wuye choked with sobs, and knelt directly in front of Ye Fan, lowering his head, "Wang, please punish me, I have no face to stand in front of you, and I am ashamed of my teacher..."
Seeing this, Feng Yueying hurriedly tried to pull the girl up, "Well, get up, don't be like this, it's not all your fault..."
Wuye Wan knelt on the ground and shook his head painfully, "No... No... If it wasn't for Sister Feng, you woke me up, I might have made an irreparable mistake! I'm too selfish..."
Seeing Wuyezhen's sad and painful expression, Feng Yueying didn't know how to persuade her, so she felt uncomfortable.
"Stand up," Ye Fan said blankly.
Wuye Ting's body trembled, and slowly stood up.
"Raise your head," Ye Fan said again.
Wuye Wing raised his head, but he did not dare to look directly.
Ye Fan raised a hand and stretched it toward Wuye Roe.
Wu Yezhen closed her eyes, and her heart jumped wildly. She didn't know what Ye Fan was going to do to her, but she didn't complain whether it was hitting her or killing her.
However, when Ye Fan's hand fell on her cheek, it was not very heavy. He just squeezed her cheek lightly and wiped it with his thumb.
"Blood splashed on the face, don't wipe it," Ye Fan smiled gently.
Wu Yerong opened her eyes in astonishment, seeing a trace of blood on the man's hand, and remembering that it should have been splashed on her face when she killed the fake Wu Yerong just now.
I thought Ye Fan would severely punish her for this stupid behavior, but he didn't expect that the man didn't mean to blame her...
"Huh, I'm not angry... Because if I were you and knew who killed my family, I might not be cooler than you.
In a person's life, there will always be times when judgments are wrong. Everyone will make mistakes, and who can do nothing... But the key is whether you have the courage to face the mistakes. "
Ye Fan laughed at himself and said: "This is not your brother, I am bragging, but I have a lot of experience. Before I met Angel, I was not a good thing, you know it, but at least I dare to admit my mistake, am I not? ?"
Wuyerong heard these words, and the sorrow and pain in her heart disappeared. The warmth of a man seemed to be like a thick warm current, which filled her heart.
Wuye couldn't help it, and threw himself into Ye Fan's arms, crying like a little girl.
"Brother Ye Fan... I'm not good... I'm so stupid... Uh..."
"Okay, okay, don't cry, what a big deal, you were brought up by Asmontis since childhood, I trust him, and of course I also trust you, how many times have you let me down..."
Ye Fan hugged the girl, patted her on the back, comforted, and at the same time smiled helplessly at Feng Yueying and shook her head.
Feng Yueying also breathed a sigh of relief. She was really worried that Ye Fan would punish Wuye Rong. Now it seemed that she was worrying too much.
At this moment, Ye Fan frowned and looked back at the direction outside the base.
"Hu'er, you protect your sister Feng, we are going out," Ye Fan said with complicated eyes.
Wuyewan nodded, wiped her tears, her eyes filled with determination, "Are the gods hidden here?"
"I don't know, but there are a lot of people here. I have noticed the breath of'Tian Yi Sheng Shui'", Ye Fan said with emotion.
Hearing the foggy night, he suddenly became vigilant: "Brother Ye Fan, just fight by yourself, I will do my best to protect Sister Feng."
The girl knew that if the Black Emperor and Hei Ji were here, they would not be easy to deal with.
Ye Fan took a deep breath and walked out of the base.
At this time, the Fusang soldiers from the Ministry of Defense had not dared to show up for a long time. Obviously, the Fusang high-level officials also knew that sending ordinary troops there was nothing but cannon fodder, so the three of them walked out of the base unimpeded.
Under the night sky, there are only a dozen light sources outside the base, which are not very bright.
In the darkness, there were already thirty or forty figures standing in different directions, surrounding the exit of the base.
The moment Ye Fan walked outside, he already felt the position of everyone. Among these people, the lowest cultivation level was also in the body refining, and there were no less than ten masters in the concentrating realm. They were indeed a group of elites in the underground world.
The point is that this group of people does not have the feeling of a sharp-edged warrior. They are more like ordinary people. If they were not for their cultivation skills, they would not be able to recognize their true identities.
This is the Escape Alliance, no fight against the world. If you don't have any conflict with them, they will just live like ordinary people.
Ye Fan's gaze looked straight ahead. There was already a man and a woman standing there, all wearing black leather jackets.
When he saw the handsome face, the man with a somewhat elegant shawl, Ye Fan couldn't help but make waves...
"Four years, you have changed a lot, FALLEN", the Black Emperor took the lead with a calm smile and said hello.
"But you haven't changed at all, Master." Ye Fan also smiled faintly, and countless thoughts floated in his mind...
No matter how loud the title he has, how powerful his position and power he has, I am afraid that in the eyes of the man in front of him, he will always be, the one who was pulled out of the dungeon by him back then, half dead, but stubbornly stubborn to die...