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Chapter 864

Words:1898Update:22/06/20 13:34:05

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Ye Qinghan was halfway there when he heard the Wind Thearch's voice transmission, causing him to be startled awake! This was not the Floating Continent. He hurriedly kept the Slaughter God Blade and replaced it with a soft sword. He did not stop and directly rushed into the courtyard.

The courtyard was very small, so only about ten people could stand in it. At this moment, there were seven or eight people standing in the courtyard. They were all dressed in red battle armor, and their bodies glowed with divine power. Ye Qinghan did not look at them. Instead, he locked his gaze on the three people at the door of the small hall in front of him.

One of them was dressed in black battle armor. His body was skinny, and his old, rigid face was filled with anger. Another was dressed in a white robe. His beauty was still as gentle as water. The last one looked like a fourteen or fifteen-year-old youth. He was dressed in a white robe, and his appearance was unusually handsome. However, his body was a little skinny. His eyes were currently locked onto Ye Qinghan, who had just rushed in.

Ye Qinghan and that youth looked at each other. Their bodies trembled at the same time, and their eyes lit up. Ye Qinghan immediately recognized that this youth was Ye Sihan. They looked too alike, just a little more handsome. Ye Sihan had seen pictures of Ye Qinghan since she was young. Although Ye Qinghan's appearance had matured a little, it had not changed much. How could she not recognize him?

Time seemed to stop at this moment. Everyone around them seemed to have disappeared! All that was left was this father and son pair that they had met for the first time in decades!

A few drops of tears appeared in Ye Qinghan's eyes. He felt an indescribable sourness in his heart. Meanwhile, Ye Sihan's body began to tremble, and a trace of hatred appeared in her eyes. Ye Qinghan could clearly see the hatred in her eyes.

"Little … Little Han?"

Ye Tianlong's body also began to tremble slightly. His lips trembled a few times before he finally called out. Yue Xishui's beautiful eyes also lit up, and she began to look outside the door.

"Where did this little Godking come from? Get out! "

A sudden voice rang out, ruining the atmosphere in the courtyard. Ye Qinghan felt a sense of danger in his heart. His eyes swept to the left and he saw a martial artist in red armor attacking his head with divine power in his hand!

Ye Qinghan didn't move. He just coldly snorted and quickly sent a message to Ye Tianlong. He didn't ask anything, just the identity of these people.

"Xiu!"

The Wind Emperor rushed over, but without Ye Qinghan's orders, he could only receive the red-armored martial artist's attack with one hand. Bang! An explosion rang out. The Wind Emperor was completely unscathed, but the attacking martial artist bounced back.

"Xiu!"

Tian Chen had also arrived with his men. There were only five or six of them, but each of them was a Peak Rank-6. In an instant, they surrounded the seven or eight people in the field.

"Sihan!"

The courtyard could no longer hold so many people. Ye Qingwu and the others flew into the courtyard. When they saw Ye Sihan in the main hall, they ignored everything else and flew into the main hall. Yue Qingcheng, Ye Qingyu, and Ye Yaorao also followed. Even though there were seven or eight red-armored martial artists, their leader was only a Sixth Rank-6, so they naturally didn't dare to move.

"Mother, Aunts …"

Ye Sihan didn't dare to recognize Ye Qinghan, but when she saw Ye Qingwu and the others, she could no longer suppress the emotions in her heart. She directly knelt before them, but she still suppressed her emotions and didn't allow herself to cry.

When Yue Qingcheng and Yue Xishui saw each other, their faces were also filled with tears. Ye Tianlong's eyes were already brimming with tears, but he still looked outside worriedly.

The red-armored martial artists realized that something was wrong. There weren't many people in this group, but the light in their eyes made it seem as if they were dead people. The War-God was a little anxious. He quickly sent a message, then said to the Wind Emperor, "Who are you? We are from the Flying Snow Island. You dare to attack us? Our young master is in the city. Are you tired of living? "

Ye Qinghan and Ye Tianlong didn't receive any useful information through the transmission. They only said that these people had suddenly barged in and ridiculed Ye Sihan, telling her to withdraw from the betrothal contest, or else she wouldn't even know how she died.

When Ye Qinghan heard this, he was infuriated! The hatred in Ye Sihan's eyes was very obvious, and it deeply touched him. When he heard this person's clamor, he became even more enraged. He waved his hand and angrily said to the Wind Emperor, "Take them all down!"

"Buzz!"

When the Wind Emperor saw that Ye Qinghan and Ye Tianlong had communicated for a while, he thought that Ye Qinghan had figured out the situation, so he didn't hold back. He opened his God's Domain, and his power pressed down. At the same time, the six grade six War-Gods also pressed down. Their figures flickered a few times, and a few of the seven or eight red-clothed experts were instantly sent flying. The War-God could only last a few rounds under the Wind Emperor's suppression before his Divine Crystal was sealed away by the Wind Emperor!

"Throw them all outside. Tian Chen, send some people to keep an eye on them. You guys stand guard outside. Wind Emperor, come in with me!" Ye Qinghan calmly waved his hand. Today, he had acted very domineeringly and arrogantly, as if he wanted to show off in front of his son.

"Yes, City Lord!"

Tian Chen and the others gave a low roar, then decisively carried a few people out.

The sudden reversal of the situation outside stunned Ye Tianlong and Yue Xishui. Even Ye Sihan turned to stare at Ye Qinghan in astonishment. When Tian Chen and the others respectfully called out, "City Lord," the three of them were even more shocked. They stared at Ye Qinghan, who was striding in, in a daze.

"Grandson Ye Qinghan pays his respects to Grandfather and Senior Xishui!" Ye Qinghan bowed to Ye Tianlong and Yue Xishui, then turned to look at the skinny youth in front of him. To his surprise, Ye Sihan turned her head to the side. It was obvious that she didn't like Ye Qinghan. Ye Qinghan was silent for a moment. He didn't get angry.

Instead, he said in a low voice, "My name is Ye Qinghan. I'm your old man, your father! Perhaps you don't want to acknowledge me as your father, but what cannot be changed is that we share the same blood. What happened all those years ago … … don't blame your mother and aunt for being vicious. If you want to blame someone, blame yourself for being useless! Today, I have come with my sincerity. I want to acknowledge you as my son. I can satisfy any request you have, as long as … … I can do it! "

Ye Sihan didn't say anything, nor did she turn around. Her body trembled even more violently, but she still didn't cry! Ye Qinghan felt a wave of helplessness. He knew that anyone would find it hard to accept the sudden appearance of a father.

"Hua!"

Ye Qinghan was silent. He wondered why the people of the Flying Snow Island had come to threaten Ye Sihan. Didn't Lord Devour say that he had sent people to protect them? Just as he was about to ask Ye Tianlong about the situation, the sound of something flying came from outside. Then, Tian Chen's transmission arrived. Many warriors had arrived, led by seventh grade War-Gods!

"Stay inside and don't come out!"

Ye Qinghan's expression darkened. With a wave of his hand, a large golden door appeared in the hall. Instantly, several sixth grade War-Gods emerged to guard the hall. Only then did Ye Qinghan walk out with the Wind Emperor.

"Whoosh!"

Tonight, the Southern District was bustling with activity. Countless barriers were activated, and countless warriors flew out, sending their divine senses in this direction. In the distance, three groups of people were flying in this direction at high speed. Their auras were overwhelming, and the entire Southern District was alarmed.

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