"There is still one last soul left!"
Chen Fan looked at the picture. An Zhongguo's wife, Qing'er, was still in a daze even after receiving another soul.
However, at this time, she could already understand some words, and could also recognize An Zhongguo and An Wushuang!
"At this moment, Mrs. An Zhongguo's soul no longer exists in the underworld."
He then said: "There is neither the human world nor the underworld..."
"Where will her last soul be?"
"It's not really in the ninth heaven, is it?"
"Execute the debt contract!"
"It took so long!"
At the same time, An Zhongguo and others immediately began to collect debts from the underworld.
"Wait a little longer..."
Seeing this, Chen Fan was not in a hurry to let An Zhongguo return to the human world.
Next time, if something similar happens again, it won’t be too late to recall!
Anyway, Mrs. An Zhongguo’s soul is gone in the underworld!
You can recall An Zhongguo at any time!
"Buzz!"
Immediately, with a thought in his mind, the picture of An Zhongguo was cut away and replaced by the picture of Su Qingyu.
What you see is a sea of fire!
Su Qingyu walked like a goddess of fire, slowly walking towards a powerful demon clan in front of him who had not repaid his debts. He had a strange and beautiful flame mark between his eyebrows, wearing a curtain hat and a robe...
Such a stunning image burst into Chen Fan's field of vision arrogantly.
"Starting to collect debt?"
Chen Fan raised his eyebrows, pretending that he had guessed it: "Moreover, it seems that a debt contract is about to be completed!"
"Whoosh!"
Soon, Su Qingyu asked for the debt to be completed, turned around and left.
However, Chen Fan still did not stop watching.
even if……
Su Qingyu was just on her way!
"Owner."
"There's another deal."
Yan Ruyu on the side reminded softly.
"Ahem..."
"good!"
Chen Fan coughed dryly, the scene in front of him disappeared, and he looked at the guest who entered Wanjie Bank.
This man is dressed in cloth and carries two swords on his back.
The sword-shaped eyebrows reveal a sense of unruliness and vicissitudes of life, the face is as sharp as a knife, and the edges are sharp. The appearance is not pretty, but it has an inexplicable charm.
With just one glance, Chen Fan knew that this was a man with a story!
"Wanjie Bank, trade all things!"
"Yang Zimo, what do you want to trade?"
he asked.
"Ding!"
"Yang Zimo, a fourth-grade spiritual master, a swordsman prodigy, extremely talented, with a hidden leg disease, currently living in Sword City, born into a swordsman family, generous with money, very fond of swords, collected countless famous swords, and made countless friends. Now, protect the deceased The sworn brothers—Yu Ziqi’s wife and daughter, the word of righteousness comes first, they are people who value love and righteousness!"
Soon, some news about Yang Zimo appeared in Chen Fan's mind.
He immediately raised his eyebrows.
Sword City is a large city outside the Eighteen Cities of Tongtian!
The biggest feature here is also different from the outside world: it respects "righteousness"!
There are many people who value righteousness!
"To sum up, this place...is a river and lake!"
Chen Fan is quite familiar with Sword City.
After all, this place has a lot of character!
"Yang, I want... to let Wanjie Bank protect Ye Xin and Yu Xiaoran!"
Yang Zimo said immediately.
"oh?"
Hearing this, Chen Fan couldn't help but raise his brows. This was the first time he encountered a guest who actively sought protection!
This is……
Want to pay "insurance"?
"What price can you pay?"
Chen Fan asked with interest.
"Ding!"
The next moment, resources about Yang Zimo emerged: "Holy weapon - Wuwu, holy weapon - Wu Nian, 1524 dragon spirit veins, earth-level advanced swordsmanship - Sevenfold Sword..."
"Any price is ok!"
Yang Zimo said without hesitation.
"Bless them for life, you can't afford this price."
"But we can protect them for a while!"
Hearing this, Chen Fan paused and then spoke.
It is very difficult to protect others' safety, because you cannot control their freedom, and you don't know who they will offend!
I don’t even know how long the other person can live!
"this……"
Yang Zimo frowned.
He wants to avenge the genocide... I don't know if he can survive!
I also hope that Ye Xin and Yu Xiaoran can live a safe life!
what to do?
"You have two choices!"
When Chen Fan saw Yang Zimo's expression, he understood what he was thinking, and immediately said: "First, protect Ye Xin and Yu Xiaoran for one year, and you will give them 10 years of life! Protect them for two years, and you will give them 20 years. Lifespan...and so on!"
"Second, join the Wanjie Bank and become an apprentice! You can redeem the Wanjie Token and give one to each of Ye Xin and Yu Xiaoran. When in danger, they can crush the Wanjie Token at any time and enter here! "
"As long as they can crush the Token of All Realms in time, they can survive!"
"Of course, if it's too late...then you have no choice but to die!"
For Chen Fan, a swordsman genius is still worth winning over!
What's more, there was no price paid at all...
"this……"
Yang Zimo obviously didn't expect that he still had a choice!
After just a moment of hesitation, he said: "Yang Xuan..."
…
Yang Zimo.
The Yang family, a family of swordsmen, is a peerless swordsmanship genius that is rare to see in thousands of years.
Seven years ago, I went out for training!
Make countless friends and collect countless famous swords!
Guard the way of the sword alone!
He is a master of swordsmanship at a young age!
Yu Ziqi, his best friend.
We are all people who love and cherish swords!
The two of them drank wine, discussed swords, and talked happily over wine, and their relationship was irreversible.
pity……
a year ago.
Yang Zimo offended a powerful force, and Yu Ziqi fought side by side with him. In the end...
The Yang family was destroyed and Yu Ziqi died!
Yang Zimo finally broke through and killed all the enemies!
"Brother Yu, don't worry! After you die..."
"I will support your wife!"
"I will also support you, your daughter!"
Yang Zimo left with Yu Ziqi's wishes!
Keep the hatred of genocide in your heart.
Unfortunately, upon hearing that Yu Ziqi had died, Yu Ziqi's wife, Ye Xin, cried bitterly, and then her attitude towards Yang Zimo changed drastically. She became cold and did not let Yang Zimo get close to the Yu family at all!
In Ye Xin's view, her husband's death was entirely because of Yang Zimo!
She hates Yang Zimo!
However……
Yang Zimo guarded her silently and never left her.
Yu Ziqi has offended many people, especially the famous sword he used before - Soul Destroyer, which is extremely powerful and can kill ghosts, so...
Countless forces are coveting it.
He often breaks into the Yu family!
Threatening the lives of Ye Xin and Yu Xiaoran!
However, with Yang Zimo guarding him, there have been no accidents.
After all, he was very powerful and his knowledge of swordsmanship was extremely deep. It would not be difficult to protect their mother and daughter.
The Yu family at this time.
"Mom, I'm tired!"
A young girl with delicate features and full of vitality is holding a long sword. Under the sun, the long sword glows with a faint green light, making people dizzy and painful in the middle of their eyebrows.
This woman is none other than Yu Xiaoran!
Yu Ziqi’s daughter!
At this time, she was practicing her father's sword skills!
"Then... take a rest."
A helpless and delicate voice came from the room.
Obviously, this woman is Ye Xin!
Yu Ziqi’s wife!
"Mom is the best!"
Hearing this, Yu Xiaoran immediately jumped excitedly, and then left the courtyard with a flash of her body.
"well!"
And what she doesn't know is...
The next moment, a faint sigh came from the room.
"Uncle Yang, Uncle Yang!"
"A human?"
Arriving outside the courtyard, Yu Xiaoran immediately came to a familiar location and shouted softly.
only……
The familiar figure did not appear!
A look of disappointment suddenly appeared on her delicate face.
"Whoosh!"
However, at this moment, behind her...
Yang Zimo's figure suddenly appeared.
He is back from Wanjie Bank!
"Xiaoran!"
Seeing the familiar figure in front of him, he shouted.
"Uncle Yang!"
Suddenly, the beauty smiled like a flower...
