Ye Fan paused.
Xun Sheng looked around and saw a beautiful woman with a fair appearance, tall and wearing a black dress, walking barefoot.
Behind the beautiful woman were Wang Fugui, who had a sad face, and a bald man with a heavy back and a sinister look.
Ye Fan understood.
This woman is Wang Fugui's mother, Liu Yingying's best friend Zhao Juan, and the bald man is Zhao Juan's husband.
"Are you Zhao Juan?"
"It's me! What, do you still want to hit me?"
Zhao Juan's voice was cold and somewhat aggressive.
"Thanks."
Ye Fan bowed deeply.
This scene made Dongfang Yuan, who kept muttering "Let's fight, let's fight," stunned.
Woohoo.
The master has such a good temper.
A powerful person in the Golden Core Realm doesn't even get angry when someone points his nose in and scolds him.
Zhao Juan was also stunned, her aggressive attitude suddenly softened, and she said harshly: "What do you mean!"
"Yingying said that she received a lot of help from you when she was pregnant. She had no friends in college, but fortunately with you, Ye Zi could grow up safely."
Ye Fan held Zhao Juan's hand and said gratefully: "Thank you, Sister Juan. No words can express this kindness. From now on, Sister Juan's affairs will be my Ye Fan's business, but if you need it, don't be polite. It's your duty to go through fire and sword." "
"..."
Zhao Juan couldn't fix it this time.
Originally, she planned to stand on the moral high ground and criticize Ye Fan severely for her best friend Liu Yingying. After all, Liu Yingying had lived a hard life for five years.
But Ye Fan’s attitude is too good...
It was so good that Zhao Juan couldn't say it.
After all, Zhao Juan didn't have the nerve to scold the smiling person since he expressed his gratitude so sincerely.
On the other hand, Wang Yanyang looked at Ye Fan, and then at Ye Fan holding Zhao Juan's hand. Seeing that the other party never meant to let go, he couldn't help but say:
"Ye Fan, I'm not talking about you. In the five years since you disappeared, Liu Yingying -"
Ye Fan suddenly held Wang Yanyang's hand.
He lowered his voice and said: "Brother Yang, I am a Taoist priest and I also know a little bit about Chinese medicine. I will write a prescription for you later, so that you will not have sore waist or leg pain in the future, and you will be eighteen years old again!"
Wang Yanyang's body was shaken, and she said enthusiastically: "Brother, what you said is beyond the pale. Although you have been missing for five years, you can make a lot of improvements by knowing your mistakes. Don't let Liu Yingying down in the future!"
"OK."
"???"
Zhao Juan had a question mark on her forehead: "Wang Yanyang, what did Ye Fan secretly say, and you actually rebelled! Don't you hate scumbags the most?"
Wang Yanyang said with a straight face: "Don't ask about men's affairs. Also, don't be a scumbag. Brother Ye Fan must have been missing for five years because of his last resort."
Zhao Juan was completely confused.
You know, Wang Yanyang usually talks softly to her and is not willing to scold her at all. Why did she see Ye Fan suddenly change his temper today?
Something is wrong.
There is something wrong with these two men!
Zhao Juan suddenly thought that her husband had not touched her for two days recently. Every time she wanted to be intimate with Wang Yanyang, she would go to the study to do some work.
Zhao Juan didn't think about it carefully before, but now she saw the two grown men holding hands and smiling happily, and she couldn't help but feel a thump in her heart.
No, no, no.
Is it possible that Wang Yanyang has moved on and is in love with someone else?
never mind.
Just leave, but your son must stay with you!
Wang Yanyang didn't know that in just a few moments, Zhao Juan had already decided on the custody of the child.
He pulled Mark aside and asked in a low voice: "Good brother, are you really a Chinese medicine doctor? Do you really have a way to regulate your body?"
"nature."
"We will be brothers from now on!"
"..."
Although Zhao Juan was still a little dissatisfied with Ye Fan, she was upset and said nothing, and returned home in despair.
Wang Yanyang and Ye Fan exchanged contact information, and after getting the prescription, they chased after each other: "Honey, don't walk so fast with your son, just wait for me!"
It’s okay not to say it.
As soon as she said that, Zhao Juan walked faster.
Looking at the figure of the family of three under the street lamp, Dongfang Yuan said with envy: "It's great. I wonder when the slave family will be able to have a small family."
Faced with Dongfang Yuan's crazy suggestion, Ye Fan said straightforwardly: "When I rebuild your body, I will find a suitable husband for you."
"Hey, the slave family has been exposed by the master. How can you marry someone else if your innocence is lost? Doesn't the master not want to be responsible? The slave family will go to the eldest lady to reason with you."
"An old woman over a hundred years old should stop being so fussy."
"Twenty! The slave was only twenty when he died, so he was only eighteen according to his one year old!"
OK.
If you say eighteen, then eighteen.
Ye Fan stretched and could sleep peacefully today.
He takes a step.
One moment I was at the beach, and the next moment I was back at Baiyun Villa.
Dongfang Yuan floated behind Ye Fan and said softly: "By the way, Master..."
"Call me Mark."
"No, Master."
"If you call me master or benefactor again, you will be thrown to the Jade Girl Temple and used as an electronic pet by that silly woman Su Qinghuan."
"..."
Dongfang Yuan looked at Mark sadly.
Even Ji Ming, who is a warrior, knows about the Jade Girl Temple. As an orthodox monk, she is naturally more aware of the horror of the Jade Girl Temple.
At the moment, he said aggrievedly: "Ye...Ye Fan."
"Um."
Ye Fan nodded with satisfaction.
"Brother Ye Fan, the slave family has swallowed up Ji Ming's soul. He may have to sleep for a few days to digest it. Good night!"
After that, he turned into a wisp of smoke and left in a hurry.
That’s okay.
It's better to call them brother than master. After all, Bai Hui and Song Qingqing call them the same, so they treat them like they have another younger sister.
Ye Fan returned to the master bedroom, lying on the bed with his arms around Liu Yingying's soft and fragrant body, not to mention how happy he was in his heart.
Late at night.
Ye Fan entered the inner space of the 'Black Ancient Jade' and saw that the common crops grown on the spiritual field had begun to take root and sprout, and even vegetables and fruits like tomatoes and cucumbers were almost ripe.
This is the tyranny of the best spiritual field.
The thatched house looked the same as when Ye Fan left last time, except that there was a palm-sized black turtle shell at the door.
Ji Ming is dead.
Death was silent.
His soul was swallowed up by the Oriental Kite, and his body was burned into nothingness by the pure Yang heart fire. Only the black turtle shell with the innate Bagua diagram engraved on it remained.
Ye Fan played with the turtle shell, his eyes shining.
The Pure Yang Heart Fire, which was so powerful and unparalleled that it could burn all things in the world, did not burn this tortoise shell, and could not even leave a trace.
Ye Fan tried to shed blood to recognize the master.
However, neither ordinary blood nor heart essence blood could be integrated into the black tortoise shell, which made Ye Fan happy instead of angry.
The inability to identify the owner means that this tortoise shell is not a man-made magic weapon. The innate Bagua chart on it was formed after countless years of nourishment by heaven and earth.
This is the real spiritual treasure of heaven and earth! ! !
Ye Fan tried to pour spiritual energy into the turtle shell again.
In an instant, the tortoise shell turned into a huge black turtle, crushing all the crops that Ye Fan had planted so hard into powder...
The smile on Ye Fan's face suddenly stiffened.
Although he knew that this turtle was not a real life form, but just the 'spirit' of the innate Bagua turtle shell, he still couldn't help but feel sorry for the crushed spirit field.
Because there are still nine spiritual plant seeds planted in the field!
