My Cold and Beautiful Wife - Chapter 3212

[Chapter 3210 I regret coming to the world]

“On the Gongshu tribe, what is the level of strength?”

Ye Fan, who had been silent for a long time, asked halfway.

“Gongshu Shuangbi, Gongshuyu and Gongshuche are in the open heaven, and both of them have also realized the sword intent and the sword intent respectively.”

“There is also a mysterious master, who may be from the Yuling faction, and is also in the open heaven.”

“There are more than a dozen other Chaos Realms, at least half of them are elders from the Yuling faction and Xuanxiao faction…”

Ye Ming looked worried: “Master, although you have awakened the Golden Dragon bloodline, but now go to the Hanxiang Pavilion , I’m afraid…”

“I have my plans.”

“Yes! Ye Ming swears to follow!”

Ye Fan couldn’t help smiling when he saw Ye Ming’s “death as home” look.

In fact, he was only worried that there would be a spiritual state.

After all, he needs to endure for a while now, and he can’t use Wushuang Sword Intent, which will reveal his identity.

Therefore, if you encounter the spirit state, especially the kind with magical skills, it will be more troublesome.

That’s why Ye Fan didn’t want to go upstream too early.

Since the development of the Hongmeng universe, there are as many as stars from ancient times to the present.

The core of Hongmeng is definitely not small in number.

Even the upper eight sects, from the three thousand sects below, continue to recruit the gods and open the sky.

Even if, in the pioneering battles, there will be various losses.

But in the Eight Gates, there are still too many spiritual realms.

Just think about any downstream sect, basically it has its own ancestors.

Three thousand sects, casually, can count tens of thousands of gods and ancestors.

This is the foundation of the Hongmeng universe, daring to explore the frontiers and fight in all directions, and it is also the reason why Satan chooses to admit counsel.

I can do it well in the downstream, but if I go upstream, there is no unparalleled rule, but it will be difficult to get along.

One-on-one is fine, but with one-on-one opponents, if you don’t have an emperor-level rule, you are courting death.

Ye Fan didn’t want to expose himself until he was not sure enough to deal with Ye Wuya.

As Long Wu said, you cannot underestimate others.

Some things take time to build.

Fortunately, he now has the idea of the Phoenix Yuanji Dan, and has some new insights, Ye Fan still has confidence in himself.

Fortunately, this Hanxiang Pavilion belongs to the Shenlong family.

To deal with these people below the level of psychic ability, Ye Fan’s simple use of the dragon’s bloodline is not a big problem, and it will not cause suspicion.

The flying boat has been teleported five times.

The outside world has become covered in silver and snow.

Hanxiang Museum is located in the boundary, the temperature is low all year round, and the population is relatively rare in the Huansha River Basin.

Passing through several towns in the snow and ice, the flags with the words “Gongshu” have been planted on them.

Some banners with the word “Hanxiang” painted with dragon patterns were thrown aside at will.

The mortals in the city, although walking on the streets, can feel a sad atmosphere.

“Master, do you remember? Xiangyun City was not like this before, it was very lively.”

“Since the war, many mortals here have also been implicated and died.”

“Many people are afraid to go out now, and the Gongshu tribe has scared the people here…”

Ye Ming gritted his teeth.

Naturally, Ye Fan didn’t know, so he nodded.

“Master, we’re almost there.”

“How about we sneak in from behind quietly and see the situation?”

Ye Ming was very nervous and asked for countermeasures.

“No, just go in.”

Ye Ming sighed, and now, he can only trust the young master of his own who has suddenly become powerful.

Ahead is a large snow plateau.

There are many blue buildings standing there, like ice castles.

In many places, there are traces of battle, red and black blood stains, everywhere, and have not had time to be buried by snow.

Thousands of monks from the Gongshu tribe are squatting around the Hanxiang Pavilion.

And on a huge platform in the middle, there is a shocking picture!

“This…this is…”

“Pavilion owner! Madam!—”

Ye Ming’s eyes turned red, and he roared heartily!

Dozens of icicles stood on the platform.

The top of each icicle is poked with a head.

Men, women, young and old, there are all kinds of things, all from the Ye family!

The two tallest among them are the curator and his wife!

The miserable expression before his death was still preserved there, frozen.

“Master of the young pavilion… We are back late!!”

Although Ye Ming knew that it was bad luck, he really couldn’t control his emotions when he saw this cruel scene.

To be honest, Ye Fan didn’t know these people, so emotionally, there was not much fluctuation.

But… this kind of massacre of the Shenlong clan really made him unhappy.

The battle between monks is very cruel.

You can beat people to death, no problem.

But death is dead, and to be so cruel is purely a vice.

“Challenges from the downstream sects…do you have to be so mad?”

“Or, what kind of blood feud does the Hanxiang Pavilion have with the Gongshu tribe?”

Ye Fan frowned.

“The strong prey on the weak, the tribe will replace the sect, and slaughter is not uncommon.”

“But the two brothers from the Public Transport Department have already wiped out their humanity in order to establish their prestige!”

“They know that our curator and his wife are deeply popular, so they must use thunderous means to stamp their own mark.”

Ye Fan laughed: “It’s also possible that someone asked to do this behind the scenes.”

Ye Ming saw that Ye Fan didn’t seem to have too strong emotional fluctuations, thinking that Ye Fan was holding back.

“Master, if you want to cry, just cry, you will drive yourself crazy.”

“Anyone who sees his parents and clan like this will be unbearable…”

Ye Fan asked, “Do I still have a few older sisters?”

Ye Ming saw those icicles, his eyes burning A glimmer of hope.

“And the fourth and sixth misses who haven’t left the cabinet are really not there, maybe they are still alive!”

“I am afraid that the Gongshu tribe wants to put the three of you to death and declare a complete victory.”

“Then let’s go down.”

Ye Ming gritted his teeth, “Yes!”

Inside the exquisite main hall of Hanxiang Pavilion.

Gongshu Shuangbi’s elder brother, the patriarch Gongshu Yu, was holding a jade talisman and communicating with someone.

“Young Master Jiang, you can marry the number one beauty in Huanshahe with peace of mind. We are safe here!”

“Do it cleanly, don’t leave anything behind, I don’t want my future wife to ‘misunderstand’ anything…”

“Then It’s natural, I will definitely prepare a big gift when I look back, and congratulate Young Master Jiang on his wedding…”

At this time, a clansman from outside ran in.

“Patriarch, Elder Gong Shuqing’s flying boat has returned.”

“Haha, good! The final curtain call performance is about to begin!”

“Young Master Jiang, our brothers will go to Xiangyun City to gather all the tribes and come to watch the ceremony!

” Completely broken!”

Jiang Chengfeng sneered: “Don’t let that fool… die too easy.”

“Hehe… Don’t worry, he will definitely regret coming to this world…” The

communication was cut off, Gong Shuyu glanced at Gong Shuche, who was drinking hot wine.

The two brothers got up and walked out of the hall with a group of clansmen.

Many Gongshu clansmen had gathered around the flying boat, wanting to see the famous foolish young master.

[End of this Chapter]