Chapter 1037 Three Hundred Years

Chapter 1037 Three Hundred Years

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Naturally, Ye Fan couldn't bear to refuse, and didn't even want to ask more. He nodded and said, "I will do my best within my ability."

"Mr. Ye's words can definitely be done..." 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, I couldn't Conscientious, not a good father..."

Ye Fan was stunned for a moment, didn't expect to entrust Ling Yuwei to him? !

Su Qingxue on the side also had a complicated expression, but she didn't make a sound.

Ling Yuwei cried and said: "Dad, don't say that! It's my daughter who is not filial to you! I always make you angry!! Dad, please don't leave me, please..."

Ling Baiguang looked at Ye Fan and continued to ask: "Mr. Ye, can you promise me that no matter what happens in the future, don't let Yuwei get hurt..."

Ye Fan looked at Ling Yuwei, just in time, Ling Yuwei was looking back at him, and the two eyes met, with an indescribably complicated feeling.

Ye Fan looked at Su Qingxue beside him again. What he was actually worried about was that Su Qingxue had ideas.

But Su Qingxue smiled at him at this moment, and nodded.

Seeing that the woman agreed, Ye Fan really couldn't bear to let Ling Baiguang die in peace, so he said: "I see, Master Ling, I promise you, as long as I do my best, I won't let Yuwei get hurt."

"Okay...ok..." Ling Baiguang's eyes became more and more lax, and his breath became weaker, "I... believe you..."

After saying the last three words, Ling Baiguang lost his vitality.

Dozens of members of the Shushan sect at the scene were dejected.

Outside the gate, an old man who was traveling in a hurry flew over suddenly.

Seeing the scene inside the house, the old man cried out "white light" in grief!

It was Ling Qingfeng who rushed back in a hurry, but failed to see his son for the last time.

"Master! Brother Sect Master, he's gone!" Li Lihong and other disciples burst into tears.

Ling Qingfeng staggered to the side of the sick bed, looked at Ling Baiguang who had passed away peacefully, and cried bitterly.

"White hair and black hair, why did God treat my Ling family and Shushan like this!!"

Ling Yuwei hugged her grandfather too, and the grandparents wept uncontrollably.

But when everyone in the room was still extremely sad, Ye Fan suddenly noticed an unusual aura coming from the back mountain of Shu Mountain.

"Someone invaded!"

After Ye Fan finished speaking, he ran out first.

When everyone heard what Ye Fan said, they were stunned for a moment, subconsciously wondering whether the master who attacked Shushan would come again, and hurriedly followed.

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 the back mountain, he saw the corpses of seven or eight members of the Shushan sect on the ground, all of which were burned by flames, beyond recognition.

An old man in a red and black robe and gray hair was standing in front of the hidden sword pavilion, looking contemptuously at the Shushan people who came.

"Are you the one who attacked Sect Leader Ling?" Ye Fan saw the old man and found that he couldn't see his cultivation level clearly, but from the feeling, the other party should have surpassed the state of concentration, probably a master of the dust-free state !

The old man said lightly: "Boy, you don't look like a person from Shushan, why, come here to mind your own business"?

"Why did you attack the Shushan faction, and what organization are you?" Ye Fan remembered that Su Qingxue said that all the major factions were attacked.

The old man didn't mean to answer properly at all. He saw the people from the Shushan faction behind him, so he smiled and said: "Finally, they are all here. The old man is waiting for your staff to be tidy, and I am impatient."

Under the leadership of Ling Qingfeng, the elders of Shushan all held their own sabers and treated them solemnly.

Ling Qingfeng glanced at the several disciples who were burned to death, and frowned, "Who the hell are you?"

"Are you Ling Qingfeng?" the old man in red asked.

"Exactly," Ling Qingfeng said with gloomy eyes.

The old man seemed to recall again, thought for a while, and said, "How many years has Ling Jiuheng been gone?"

Ling Qingfeng was taken aback for a moment, then said in amazement: "You know my grandfather!?"

Many elders and members of the Shushan sect present were also shocked, because Ling Jiuheng was the grand elder of the previous generation on Shushan, Ling Qingfeng's grandfather.

Could this old man in red and black be of 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 great elder, your grandfather should have left.

But... I have a little friendship with Ling Taiyuan, but it's a pity that he died of illness, otherwise, it is estimated that your Ling family would not be reduced to today."

As soon as these words came out, Ling Qingfeng's face turned pale, and his eyes were full of shock.

Ye Fan, like most people in Shushan, is completely unclear about what this means.

Ling Yuwei also stopped crying at this moment, and asked hesitantly: "Grandfather, the Ling Taiyuan he mentioned is the genius ancestor of our Ling family more than three hundred years ago?"

Ling Qingfeng nodded embarrassingly, and said: "It should be that ancestor... The Taiyuan ancestor is said to have reached Dzogchen Dzogchen at the age of twenty, and comprehended the sword intent.

It's a pity that in the state of concentration, he was born in a mortal body after all, and medical treatment was not as developed as it is now. After contracting an incurable disease, he died young, leaving only one son."

"How...how did he know our ancestors three hundred years ago?" Ling Yuwei said in disbelief.

The old man in red laughed and said, "Little girl, old man, I am only three hundred years older than you, 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 live in this world forever? "

Ye Fan was taken aback, Ye Wuya? Valkyrie?

Back then, the atmospheric tyrant and the devil prison officer asked him what was his relationship with Ye Wuya...

I, do I really have something to do with Valkyrie...

Ye Fan was lost in thought for a while, and the surrounding voices seemed to be inaudible.

Ling Qingfeng's expression changed and he said: "Since you are an old man and have a relationship with our ancestors, why do you want to torture our Shushan and Ling family like this!!?"

The old man laughed and said: "Little guy, if you want to blame it, blame the Martial God you worship. If it weren't for his hypocritical face, we would not be interested in doing anything to the descendants of the old man for the evil deeds he did three hundred years ago!

Sooner or later, you will understand that you are abetting evil 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 God of War, then you should go to the God of War. Now that you are so cruel and innocent, what kind of senior person is it!?" Ling Qingfeng said angrily.

The old man looked up to the sky and sighed, "You're right, if this old man is good at killing Ye Wuya, he is definitely willing to fight him, even if he dies, he will not hesitate... MVLmDaYUF9RXF3Q ==

It's a pity that the old man thinks that the devil is far from something we can defeat... To defeat him, naturally we can only think of other ways. "