My Cold and Beautiful Wife - Chapter 3491

[Chapter 3489 Always Serious]

“Lord Sword God, why is this…”

“We just got together for a while, and we will continue to find a way later!”

A group of demons were a little reluctant, this is the “gold to avoid death” here!

“No, I’ve already made sure that you can’t find a way out,” Ye Fan said.

Although everyone was puzzled, they did not dare to refuse, so they had to send Feijian back.

After Ye Fan put away the flying swords, he thought about it and said, “Do you want to stay here, or come with me?”

They can already withstand the dark matter here, and strictly speaking, they are not cumbersome.

Moreover, I also suffered with myself, and even brought it in myself, and I was unlucky…

“Together!”

Several demons said in unison.

“The villain is willing to follow Lord Sword God! To repay the kindness of saving lives…” Huo Jiaowen said frantically.

They are really fed up, this place where birds don’t shit, there is no danger, and there is no hope at all.

Ye Fan guessed it too, so he cast the dragon pond and sent them all in.

Following closely, Ye Fan moved again!

Sure enough, this time, he was teleported to a cold world and marked the position of Feijian himself.

“Damn… This sword intent transfer, without a clear coordinate, still won’t work…”

Ye Fan thought for a while and came to Yantian Ring.

Under the World Tree, Bai Qianluo knelt on the ground and prayed silently.

While the dumplings were lying beside the woman, they were dozing off.

“Qianluo, what are you doing?”

Bai Qianluo got up and smiled helplessly: “What else can I do, I can’t help, I can only pray…”

Ye Fan’s face was dark, he looked at the World Tree, and slowly closed his eyes. upper eyes.

Gradually, Ye Fan’s spiritual perception came into contact with the World Tree…

Ye Fan tried to communicate with the World Tree by using the dragon’s chanting…

“Master Shu, this time I really have nothing to do, it’s not that I can’t live. Now, I can’t afford the time delay…”

“If I don’t care about that shitty place outside, I’ll have no problem exploring it for tens of thousands of years.”

“But the old and the young are still waiting for me to go back… I’m at a loss now, and it’s a long way to go home.”

“If anyone knows all the mysteries of the world, then maybe you’re the only one…”

“I You know, no matter what I say, you know it’s just whether you want to talk to me or not.”

“But… you see, since I’ve known you, I haven’t asked you to do anything.”

“Between you and me, at least it’s a year-old friendship, right?”

“As a friend, a little help… It’s not a violation, right?”

“I know, your status is noble, you are a god, but I’m a ‘sword god’ Are you a half-hearted god?”

“It’s too stingy, it doesn’t suit your noble status… You can’t be like this as a friend, you see… huh?!”

Ye Fan found that his Shenlongyin couldn’t continue talking?

As if someone took a bun and gagged his mouth.

Spiritual voice transmission, can it be blocked like this?

Did World Tree respond?

Ye Fan was overjoyed, his “sincerity” moved the World Tree?

When Ye Fan opened his eyes, he saw a drop of dew dripping from a leaf of the World Tree.

The dewdrop slowly flew to Ye Fan’s forehead, and penetrated into Ye Fan’s brow… A

hint of coldness…

Ye Fan’s mind throbbed, and he seemed to feel something.

“Ye Fan, what’s wrong with you?” Bai Qianluo was surprised and concerned when she saw this scene.

“The World Tree… gave me a guide,” Ye Fan said happily.

Bai Qianluo was also very excited, “Really? How did you do it?”

Ye Fan’s eyes were deep, and he said lightly, “The friendship between me and Lord Shu… can’t be described in a few words!

” Ah, bosom friend! We can just chat casually between us, this realm… even if you don’t mention it, you won’t understand if you say it.”

Bai Qianluo was skeptical, “Really or not… Are you so familiar with the World Tree?”

Tang Yuan raised his eyelids, glanced at it, stuck out his little tongue, and the bear face was very disdainful.

Ye Fan laughed and said, “Let’s talk about it later, I’ll try it first…” He

came to the cold void outside.

This time, Ye Fan, according to the coordinates given by the World Tree, used the Sword Intent Transfer again!

The sight has changed!

“Who?”

Ye Fan heard a Hongmeng language with a strange accent.

Immediately following, a black-skinned fist slammed into his own facade!

With an instinctive dodge, Ye Fan avoided the attack.

Looking back, it turned out to be a man with a dark complexion and a black iron armor?

At this moment, the two seem to be standing on a huge martial arts field.

There are more than a dozen next to them, also men and women with dark complexion.

Looking around, it is a cold wasteland, but there are tent-like buildings that take root here.

Assembly point?

Human gathering place? !

No, these people…seem to be the “indigenous” here! ?

Because these people seem to have the dark matter energy here.

“A living person?”

The aboriginal man in black armor saw Ye Fan’s appearance clearly, and he was surprised when he sensed the breath.

“Otherwise?” Ye Fan was speechless, is it still dead?

“Do you know our language?”

A group of indigenous people at the scene were quite curious, pointing at Ye Fan like a zoo watching monkeys.

Ye Fan nodded, “Who are you?”

“Dead…” the man said.

“Ah?” Ye Fan couldn’t help laughing: “No, buddy, stop joking, I’m serious.”

“I’m not kidding,” the man said.

Ye Fan was helpless, “I know, it’s my fault that you lost your sword. I’ll give you a good sword, okay?”

“Tell me where this is, so I can go home…” The

man said in a tone Weirdly said: “Give up this idea, you can’t go back.”

“Why can’t you go back, can you be more serious?” Ye Fan was a little impatient.

“I’ve always been serious.”

“You’re a big living person. You say you’re dead? Are you serious?” The

man suddenly sneered, “It seems… you don’t know where you are.”

“Where is this?” Ye Fan had an ominous premonition.

The man grinned gloomily and said: “This is the cold spring, one of the nine underground springs, which is the underworld… You say, are we dead?”

Ye Fan’s eyes froze in an instant, and it turned petrified…

Jiuquan? Jiuyuan! ?

Damn, what are you afraid of, what are you doing

…

“Husband doesn’t know where he is, for so many days, I haven’t ordered any news…”

Nian Rujiao looked melancholy in an office at the Human Alliance headquarters.

“Ye Fan will definitely save the day. I pray every day…”

An Qi’er sat aside and was handling some documents with Nian Rujiao and Feng Yueying.

The three women are all in charge of improving the poor people, but because Ye Fan has been missing for several days, they naturally have no intention of working.

In fact, although everyone in the family kept saying that Ye Fan would be fine, everyone’s heartstrings were tense.

Moreover, with Ye Fan’s disappearance, the confrontation with Hongmeng became very dangerous.

Although Bai Wuming joined a few groups of Dark Sect masters, but the Sword God was gone, it became doubtful whether they would still fulfill their promises.

In addition, although the gods and demons are temporarily stable, there is no guarantee that they will suddenly defect or collapse.

“Hey, little girl…”

At this moment, a dry swish voice came in from the door.

A figure like a ghost came to Angel’s side.

“How about this little bottle on your chest, give it to me to play with?”

An old man wearing a black cloth strip, showing yellow teeth, grinned.

The expressions of the three women changed, and they immediately recognized that it was the leader of Team D, who had come to take refuge. I don’t know the exact name, but they all seemed to call him the old ghost?

“No… No, this is given to me by the Sword God, it is very dangerous.”

Angel covered her collar, her face was pale, but her eyes were firm.

[End of this Chapter]