“Niu Niu!”
By the thunder well, came Duanmu Wan’er’s terrified shout.
However, it had long been to no avail.
Both Niu Niu and Ye Fan had already disappeared into the sea of thunder beneath the well.
“This dead cow, non-bullying Ye Fan.”
“It’s done now, isn’t it?”
After the initial panic, Duanmu Wan’er was a bit tearful.
She could now almost imagine the scene of the yellow cow crying out in a ghostly manner under the well of thunder.
However, Duanmu Wan’er wasn’t too worried.
Uncle Long had said that the Yellow Bull was by no means an ordinary creature.
A body of sinew and flesh seemed to be cast in bronze and iron.
Back then, Uncle Long had said that if one of the three of them could resist the sea of thunder and not die, it would be the Yellow Ox.
At that time, Uncle Long told Huang Niu to jump into the Sea of Thunder and escape to find Duanmu Wan’er’s brother to save them.
But Huang Niu was so greedy and afraid of death that he refused to jump into the thunder well.
This time, however, it could not help but jump.
After guarding the thunder well for a while, Duanmu Wan’er also left.
Once again, she returned to the place where she had lived for hundreds of years.
A few minutes ago, it was a lively and cozy nest, and suddenly it was cold.
Ye Fan’s specially made playing cards were scattered on the floor, Ye Fan’s temperature still seemed to remain on the spiritual bed, and the blanket that Huang Niu often used for aerobics was lying there alone by the wall.
Only then did Duanmu Wan’er realise that she was really the only one left in this world.
She suddenly felt a nagging emptiness in her heart, so uncomfortable.
It was as if she had been abandoned by the whole world.
She sat at her desk, her whole delicate body curled up together.
The sadness inside her was like a tidal wave, eating away at her little by little.
She suddenly wanted to cry.
But then, Duanmu Wan’er suddenly noticed a few lines of writing on the page on the desk.
“Most of all, that gentle bowing of the head, like the shyness of a water-lotus flower that cannot overcome the cool wind.”
“Say a precious word, a precious word from Dada, in that precious word, there is sweet sorrow.”
It was a poem, a poem that Duanmu Wan’er had never heard before.
Below the verses, there was a following, and a few words left by Ye Fan.
“The most beautiful poem, for the most beautiful Wan’er.”
“Wan’er, be happy!”
“When I am done with my past and my future, I will help you to find your brother.”
Finally, there was a smiley face from Ye Fan’s words.
Looking at these, Duanmu Wan’er seemed to see, once again, Ye Fan’s b*tchy smile.
She picked up the epistle and held it in her arms like a precious treasure.
It was like a little girl on a winter night, holding the only match that belonged to her for warmth.
“Ye Fan, thank you…”
That murmured murmur seemed to pierce through a thousand years.
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It hurt!
It was as if a burning stabbing pain!
It was in the midst of this bone-chilling pain that Ye Fan slowly opened his eyes.
“Wake up, grandma, big brother is awake.”
As soon as Ye Fan opened his eyes, he saw a dirty little boy excitedly running out the door.
Soon, an old woman in skimpy clothes rushed over.
“Quickly, Gita, bring some water for him to drink.”
The old woman said hurriedly.
After simply drinking some water, Ye Fan only regained some consciousness.
Then, he began to run the Cloud Dao Heavenly Duel.
The power of heaven and earth around him then began to converge towards Ye Fan’s body.
As his strength gradually recovered, the tingling pain on Ye Fan’s body only subsided a little.
He surveyed his surroundings and was clearly a little baffled.
“Little brother, what’s wrong with you?”
“It’s covered in injuries.”
“For those who don’t know, they’d think you’d been struck by lightning.”
“You don’t know, when we picked you up from the mountains, you were as black as charcoal, you didn’t even look human.”
“I thought you would not survive.”
“I didn’t think you’d survive?”
“It’s a miracle.”
The old man said in shock and joy.
He really didn’t expect Ye Fan to wake up.
If it was an ordinary person with such injuries, there would not be any hope of survival at all.
However, this young man in front of him had displayed an extremely tenacious life force.
In just three days, it was as if he was molting, the burnt skin on his body faded away and new skin grew.
Such a powerful self-healing ability was unheard of for the old man. But
However, the old man did not know that the blackened skin was not Ye Fan’s skin.
Rather, after the Thunder Dragon Body was used, scales similar to dragon scales appeared on the surface of Ye Fan’s body.
It was under the protection of these scales that Ye Fan was able to safely pa*s through the thunder well.
At this moment, Ye Fan undoubtedly also remembered.
He had just pa*sed through the thunder well before he pa*sed out.
“By the way, when you guys met me, did you see something around me?”
Ye Fan suddenly remembered something and immediately looked around to find it.
“Was it these things?”
The little boy, Gita, brought some jade bottles, and a token, to Ye Fan.
Only then did Ye Fan breathe a sigh of relief.
Luckily, they were all there.
These, however, were all treasures.
Especially those spirit pills that Wan’er had refined for him.
This kind of thing, in the entire Earth, it was estimated that these were the only bottles he had in his hands.
“No, where are the weapons?”
“Where are those swords and blades that he brought out?”
Ye Fan remembered something else.
These were the things he had desperately brought out, he couldn’t lose them.
Only then did Gita tell Ye Fan that those weapons were also there.
They were just too heavy for them to carry, and they were still standing in the same place?
Without saying a word, Ye Fan immediately asked Ghita to lead him into the mountain.
At the place where Ghita and his grandfather and grandson had found Ye Fan, sure enough, there were five weapons sticking straight into the earth.
Yes, there were only five of them.
Although Ye Fan had brought out ten weapons in the beginning, five of them, in the thunder well, had been broken by the thunder.
Only these five remaining ones had withstood the thunder forging.
In this regard, Ye Fan had nothing to pity.
As the saying goes, the big wave washes away the sand.
These five remaining ones were truly divine weapons.
Ye Fan walked over and casually pulled out all five weapons from the mountain rocks.
And then, using a rope, he tied them all to his back.
“Let’s go, Gita.”
“Let’s go back.”
Ye Fan carried the divine weapons on his back and left this place.
Gita, however, was stunned: “Big brother is so powerful!”
“Something that Grandma and I couldn’t lift with our dead hands, big brother pulled it out with his hands.”
Ye Fan, however, grunted and laughed, “What is this?”
“Do you believe it or not, I’ll use just one finger and this mountain will be lifted up for you!”
Ye Fan now had two major body refining martial arts re-body, and his physical body defense and strength had reached an extremely terrifying level.
He now felt that with a single punch, he could crush a mountain.
As he spoke, Ye Fan kicked away a hundred catty boulder in front of him.
Then, the two of them left the place.
“Ah…”
“Who is it?!”
“So unethical!”
However, as the saying goes, a stone-pelting dog barked.
The boulder that Ye Fan had kicked away, after flying hundreds of metres, smashed into a black bull with a charred body.
the black bull, who had just woken up from a coma, did not have time to get up before a boulder smashed into the ground again.
A miserable scream startled countless flying birds!
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“What?”
“You know about King Yin Tian?”
On the way back, Ye Fan began to ask about some things.
For example, where he was now.
How far away from the Floating Palace.
Did he know about the Indian Heavenly King burning the sky and other questions like that.
Originally, Ye Fan didn’t have much hope, after all, this little guy was just a slum kid who grew up in the slums, so he couldn’t possibly know about these matters at the top of society.
However, to Ye Fan’s surprise, Gita actually knew the whereabouts of the Incendiary Heavenly King Burning Heaven.
“En-un.”
“The King of Indigo is in New Delhi!”
“My grandmother and I went to the mountains to collect medicine for the Indigo King.”
“I don’t know why, but for the last month, King Indigo has issued a bounty and needs a lot of herbs.”
“So many people are going into the mountains to pick medicine so they can go and exchange it for money!”