He took a look and saw that it was Ye Xianqing. Cell phone terminal
Ever since she returned to the clan, Ye Xianqing was a heaven's chosen one. The pitiful girl heard that she was arranged to stay in a courtyard outside the ancestral land, so Ye Fan didn't even have the time to visit her.
"What's wrong, Qing Er …" "It's early in the morning." Ye Fan picked up the phone with a smile.
"Big brother! Not good! Someone wanted to steal the glutinous dumplings! Come and take a look! "Ye Shuangqing was so anxious that she was about to cry on the other end of the phone.
Fan Xian frowned and suddenly stood up, "Where are you? I'll go over immediately!"
On the way back, Tang Yuan followed Ye Shuangqing to eat and drink, so Ye Fan handed this guy over to his sister.
Firstly, Ye Xianqing loved the soup dumplings so much that she couldn't bear to part with them. Secondly, it just so happened that she had a companion.
However, handing it over to his sister was one thing. If anyone dared to snatch the soup balls away, Ye Fan would naturally not be able to tolerate it!
Don't be fooled by the fact that this little fellow only knew how to eat all day and only ate without taking anything out, this little fellow was the key to unlocking many secrets!
After asking for the location, the distance wasn't too far. Ye Fan was just helpless and couldn't ride his sword, but he still used his fastest speed to rush to a street outside the ancestral grounds.
The small courtyards here were filled with the disciples of the Divine Dragon Clan, and there were thousands of them.
However, most of the people here were not direct descendants.
Many of them had lower statuses, or were weaker, or like Ye Xianqing, who was born in the Divine Dragon Clan but had "mutated" into a descendant of the chosen ones.
Although it was not the residence of a direct descendant, the Shen Long family was, after all, a large family. These houses were still exquisite and elegant, and the scenery was pleasant.
At this moment, in the courtyard where Ye Shuangqing lived, a dozen or so people were gathered around a pond.
"Ye Danqing! Who do you think you are?! Get out of the way! "
A short-haired, knife-faced young man with sword-like eyebrows was staring at Ye Danqing with a fierce expression.
Because Ye Danqing's strength was low and she was not a direct descendant of the main branch, she also lived nearby.
When he heard the commotion, he hurried over.
He opened his arms to block it. Behind him was Ye Xianqing, whose eyes were filled with tears, holding an innocent looking Tang Yuan in her arms.
"Qitong!" They are all members of the Divine Dragon Clan. Aren't you afraid of the Elders Guild punishing you for openly robbing the White Clam's demonic beast?! "Ye Danqing mustered up her courage and asked.
"Are some of these white ants yours? This morning, this idiot was in my kitchen and ate all the food in the kitchen!
Right now, I just want to bring this White Grizzly back. It was you who stole my demon beast! "The young man called Qi Tong said with a fierce expression.
"Are you lying through your teeth!? My brother, Ye Fan, gave this White Clam to Xianqing to take care of. Many people know about it, so how could it be yours?! "Ye Danqing retorted.
"Is there only one White Hou in this world? This is mine. Otherwise, why would it eat at my house?
If you don't get out of the way, don't blame me for being merciless … "Qitong moved his joints with both hands and stepped forward.
The dozen or so clan disciples who lived nearby all cheered.
"You … You. Qitong, how dare you! You really dare to do it!? Aren't you afraid of being punished!? "Ye Danqing shouted with a flushed face.
"Haha! You're a Foundation Establishment trash, and that stinking brat is a Heaven's Chosen One. Do you think the Elders have the time to bother with you?
I am a genius at the sixth level of Spirit Creation who has awakened the Winged Dragon bloodline. I want to participate in the Divine Dragon Competition, what right do you have to compete with me?
If you know what's good for you, then hurry up and hand over my White Clam! "Qitong grinned sinisterly.
Ye Danqing gritted her teeth, "This belongs to my brother, Ye Fan!" You can't take it away!
"Idiot... Even if that trash, Ye Fan, is here, the White Clam is mine, it's mine! Only the strong are worthy of high level demon beasts! "
As Qitong spoke, he took a large step forward and was about to block Ye Danqing.
Ye Danqing was anxious. She gritted her teeth and grabbed Qitong's arm with both hands!
"Trash!" "Scram!"
Qitong was entangled and was very angry. He directly used a cannon fist and exerted force with his left arm, punching Ye Danqing's chest!
Ye Danqing's bloodline was weak and her cultivation was weak. She didn't dare to use her true essence in private, so it was as if she had been struck by lightning!
"Pfft!"
Ye Danqing spat out a mouthful of blood and fell into the pond!
"Brother Danqing!" Ye Xianqing screamed and rushed to the side of the pond with the soup ball in her arms, crying, "He doesn't know how to swim! "Hurry up and pull him up!"
Several of Ye Danqing's ribs had been broken, and her internal organs were injured. She was struggling in the water while vomiting blood …
"Haha!" This idiot really dares to go up and make a move?! "
"Is he crazy? He dares to snatch the demon beast from Brother Qitong?"
"You overestimate yourself. Drink more water!" … "
By the pond, some of the disciples mocked and ridiculed.
Although there were some who couldn't bear to do it, they didn't dare to save Ye Danqing in front of Qitong.
Ye Shuangqing couldn't care too much about it. She put down the dumpling and jumped into the pond!
"Plop!"
After the girl jumped down, she hugged Ye Danqing's upper body with one hand and swam with the other.
But when she looked at the shore, she found that Qitong had already grabbed the soup ball!
"Haha …" I'll bring this White Clam back! "
Suddenly, a figure fell from the sky and directly fell into the pond!
"Big brother!" When Ye Xianqing saw that Ye Fan had arrived, she cried even harder.
Ye Fan also didn't expect that even though he had rushed over, he was still a step too late. Looking at Ye Danqing who was vomiting blood, even if he didn't ask too much, he still knew what had happened.
"Qing Er, you go up, I'll bring him ashore …" Ye Fan said.
Ye Xianqing nodded and swam to the shore first.
"Ye Fan... Your soup ball..." "Soup ball..." When Ye Danqing saw that Ye Fan had arrived, she coughed up blood while pointing at Qitong who was on the shore.
"Stop talking! You are more important than Soup Ball! "Ye Fan frowned. For the first time, he felt that Ye Danqing actually had a bit of weight in his heart.
Ye Danqing was indeed very weak, but it was precisely because he was weak that he was willing to stand up. This brotherly relationship was especially precious.
Hearing Ye Fan's words, Ye Danqing's eyes revealed a trace of emotion. She opened her mouth that was full of blood and smiled.
Ye Fan carried him to the grass on the shore and said in a deep voice, "Stop …"
Qitong, who had walked to the door, turned around with a disdainful expression. "What's wrong, Prince Consort? Do you want to spar with me?"
Ye Fan slowly turned around and looked at him coldly, "Are you sure you want to take it away?"
"Why can't I take my White Clam with me?" As Qitong spoke, he held onto Soup Ball with one hand and patted Soup Ball's head with the other.
Ye Fan sneered, "Soup Ball …" Bite him. "
As soon as he finished speaking, without waiting for Qitong to react, Soup Ball's bear paws grabbed onto Qitong's hand and bit down with an "Awoo" sound!
To Soup Ball, it didn't matter who held it. The only special existence in its eyes was Ye Fan.
"Ah!" Qitong screamed miserably. He was in so much pain that he wanted to shake off Soup Ball!
However, with this swing, Soup Ball directly bit off a piece of flesh on his hand, causing blood to splatter everywhere!
Ye Fan stretched out his hand and caught the round little guy. This Soup Ball chewed on the human flesh in his mouth, as if he was planning to eat it.
Ye Fan knocked on the little thing's head, "Don't eat, I'm going to vomit!"
Soup Ball raised his head and looked at the man eagerly. Although he was a little reluctant, he still vomited.
Everyone at the scene was stunned. This White Clam actually understood Ye Fan's words!?
Although it was indeed easy for high level demonic beasts to gain intelligence, it was rare for them to gain intelligence at such a young age, and with such a high IQ at that!
Qitong quickly used his true essence and bloodline power to repair his wounds. However, looking at the gap on his arm, his face turned pale and a fierce flame ignited in his eyes!
"Ye Fan... You. Do you know who I am!? You dare to order a demonic beast to hurt me?!
"Who are you … I'm not interested in knowing. But the strange thing is, didn't you say that this is your White Clam? Why don't you tell it to bite me? "
Ye Fan threw the Soup Ball back to Ye Xianqing and expressionlessly walked towards Qitong.
Seeing Ye Fan walk over, Qitong's eyes revealed a hint of viciousness as he provoked, "Stinking brat, what do you want? Could it be that you want to avenge that trash? Do you have the guts to fight me?!
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