My Cold and Beautiful Wife - Chapter 4042

[Chapter 4040 Does he have it?]

Hearing these murderous words, everyone’s scalp was numb, and they were too scared to talk much.

“No matter what Mr. Ye’s plan is, now our Dragon Blood Tree Tribe has no way out!”

“Rather than being trampled on by the Spruce Tribe, it’s better to… give it a shot!”

Singer said generously.

Although they know that they may face blood and blood, but new hatreds add to old hatreds, and everyone in the Dragon Blood Tribe knows that if they fail, they will become benevolent.

“Yes! We want to avenge the god of nature!”

“Simon must not be allowed to use despicable means to confuse the Aslan people!!”

For most Aslan people, the god of nature and the god of beauty are the gods of parents, the god of beauty. their beliefs.

No matter how prestigious Simon is, he is still a member of the Spruce Tribe.

After leaving the spruce, other tribes’ recognition of Saimon is actually a little higher than worshiping a strong person, and it will not be deified.

It is precisely because of this that Simon needs to make a big circle to win over people’s hearts.

The high-level tribe here has finalized the next goal to fight against the Spruce tribe.

On the other hand, the beauty god ceremony has also reached its final stage.

Although Ye Fan didn’t pay attention, he glanced at him inadvertently and found a familiar figure crying on the stage.

“Elder Singer, it’s a pity. If Ling Ai prepared earlier, he would have a high probability of winning the championship.”

“Yeah, there is a bit of a lack of manners and a lot of points.”

Several elders who were judges expressed regret to the Singer family. .

Only then did Ye Fan know that Lan Duoduo ranked third in this selection.

It’s not that the top two are more beautiful than her, but they are not very beautiful in terms of temperament and manners.

These handsome guys and beauties who came to participate in the selection are all “professional training”.

Lan Duoduo, a female man who dances knives and guns with a group of men every day, is naturally incomparable.

“She should be taught a lesson, and I would like to thank the elders for correcting her,” Singer was generous.

“Father, Duo Duo participated in this beauty god ceremony for me. She tried her best, please don’t blame her.”

Kuratu knew that his father really wanted face, so he was worried that his sister would be punished.

“If you are not beautiful enough, you must continue to work hard. If you need to teach a lesson, you will naturally have to teach a lesson.”

Singer’s face was serious, but he changed his words slightly and said, “You must help Mr. Ye with all your heart in the future. If you want to do things within the Hui clan, I will not stop you. You.”

Kuratu was stunned, unable to believe what he heard.

“Father…you…you allowed me to go home?”

“I didn’t say that.”

After Singer said, he gave Ye Fan a slight nod, then turned and left.

On the face of a fierce man in Kuratu, the eye circles were all red.

Ye Fan didn’t know whether to laugh or cry when he saw his expression, but he actually understood.

For Kuratu, returning home not only means seeing his family, but what he desires more is his father’s approval.

“Mr. Ye, thank you!” Kuratu’s

mouth is stupid, and he can’t speak rhetoric, but this thank you is very sincere.

“Thank you, I didn’t specifically help you. If you want to thank you, thank your sister,” Ye Fan said with a smile.

“Yeah… Duoduo is also working very hard, doing what she hates the most for my incompetent brother.”

Kuratu was about to express his thoughts, but when he looked up, he found that Ye Fan had disappeared?

How could Ye Fan have any spare time to listen to him tell about these thoughts.

In a blink of an eye, Ye Fan had come to the platform of the divine tree again.

The bluestone tables and stools, the small red clay stove, and the black pottery kettle are boiled mountain springs.

Ye Qun lifted the kettle, brewed tea, and was waiting for the tea drinker.

“Congratulations, young master, this time, I have gained a lot from the dragon’s blood tree.”

“This is the bud of the dragon’s blood leaf. After picking, the specially made dragon’s blood tea is not available anywhere else.”

Ye Fan sat down and was not in a hurry. Drinking tea, he said, “You transmit your voice to me and invite me to come up. Shouldn’t it be just a cup of tea?”

“Of course I have something to say, but young master, don’t worry, take a sip of tea and speak slowly”, Ye Qun road.

“Ah Qun, I also want to slow down, but time waits for no one.”

Ye Fan said sternly: “This time I blocked Saimon’s plan, and I must not be able to hide it.”

“I must master it before the official battle. Enough strength, otherwise you will die…” Ye Qun sighed: “Master, this old slave thinks that this matter… is not so simple.”

“Of course it is not simple, how is it possible to compete with the top ten in the history of the academy, the judge of the temple. It’s a simple matter…” Ye Fan smiled wryly: “Although it may be a little worse, it’s still the real deal, a guy on the same level as the old foodie…” “The old slave is not just referring to Simon.”

“Oh? Ye Fan frowned, ”

What do you want to say?”

Ye Qun said: “The old slave has followed the master for many years. Although he is not allowed to spy on the whole picture of the Creator, he has a concept more or less.”

“This time the fall of the natural god Dumuti .” , it’s too abrupt…” “Even if Saimon is the best among the creators, is it really so easy to kill God…?”

Ye Fan’s eyes flickered and he fell into contemplation.

“Young master, think about it, although Master Lu is a blue dragon of nine calamities, he is also an ordinary creator after all.”

“This god of nature, Dumuti, may not be as good as Master Lu in many aspects, but he is also the main god in charge of natural creatures, not a minor god…” “Even if the temple intervenes, the old god can only banish Master Lu, and there is no other way. Kill it…” “But now, this natural god, it’s too easy to say no?

It’s too easy.”

Ye Fan picked up the teacup and took a sip.

“The higher the realm of the battle, the more often only the simplest strength is needed to crush.”

“If I really reach the realm of the creator, it is not impossible to kill the creator of the same level with one sword.”

Ye Qun smiled: “Master, That’s you, you have the sword of the unparalleled emperor… but Saimon, does he have it?”

Ye Fan couldn’t help being silent, although he had never fought against Saimon, he had encountered it after all.

Back then, in the Chaos River, Simon couldn’t erase him immediately.

If Saimon had the means of thunder, he might not be able to wait for the Queen of Thousand Faces to come.

“Ah Qun, what do you mean, there’s something strange behind this?”

Ye Qun lowered his head and said, “This old slave thinks… Before I can figure out how Saimon killed the God of Nature, the young master might as well endure it for a while.

” It’s an odd number, you’re trying to avoid it, and no one can find you.”

“Why do you set a seven-day deadline for yourself to confront Saimon so early?”

Ye Fan chuckled: “I just took the Spruce tribe The people who caught the gunpowder and ignited the gunpowder lead, now…you want me to avoid it?”

“Master, you don’t owe the Dragon Blood Tree tribe, let alone the Aslan people.”

“Dragon Evil Guard, there are The two sets of Qimen formations left by the master are enough to deal with the spruce iron cavalry.”

“If you are not here, Saimon will not take the shot openly, and the dragon blood tree tribe will not lose too much.”

Ye Fan looked at the old man deeply . Servant, lost in thought…

[End of this Chapter]