Almost at the moment when Ye Wushuang died.
On the plane to Tiannan, Ye Chen, who was resting with his eyes closed, felt his heart skip a beat. It was as if he was being stabbed by a needle.
"No!"
A terrifying aura exploded from his body, shocking all the passengers in the cabin. Even Yang Tian who had just fallen asleep was no exception.
Yang Tian woke up suddenly. "Old Ye, are you alright?"
"Something happened. Follow me!"
Ye Chen grabbed his arm and slammed him directly into the plane's cabin window in front of everyone.
Everyone was stunned.
Everyone in the cabin was stunned.
What were the duo doing?
Were they committing suicide?
Yang Tian's face turned pale.
A stewardess said, "Gentlemen, please don't …"
Before she could finish her sentence, she forcefully swallowed it back down.
Ye Chen grabbed Yang Tian and walked out of the cabin's window directly. Nothing happened to the window at all.
Dead silence!
There was dead silence!
Everyone watched that with their mouths agape.
Yang Tian was shaking in the air after getting out of the plane. His face was pale. "Old Ye, don't scare me. I'm a coward."
Ye Chen did not reply. The Almighty Killer Sword turned into a giant golden sword that hovered in the air. He stepped on the Almighty Killer Sword while grabbing Yang Tian. They turned into a sword gleam and flew into the sky at an extremely fast speed!
…
At the Nine Dragons Bay villa.
Wushuang's body lay quietly on the ground.
The old beggar could not stop checking him with a grim expression. Meanwhile, there were three pieces of the Great Thunder Sword next to Wushuang's body. However, they were covered in blood at the moment and were no longer as glorious as they used to be.
"Wushuang … Wushuang!"
Lin Tai, who had witnessed everything, crawled toward him with all his might like a lowly worm.
Both of his arms were severed, so he could only rely on his legs. Every time he crawled, there would be a trail of blood on the ground.
When he finally arrived next to Wushuang's body, the hunky Lin Tai could not help but cry. "Wushuang, you can't die. You can't die!"
Lin Tai knew that Ye Chen and Ye Wushuang had a special relationship.
Ye Chen treated him like his younger brother. Meanwhile, everyone in the Ye family liked this 17- or 18-year-old young man.
He didn't expect that.
It was this young man who looked very, very young, who had chosen to cover the retreat at the critical moment and had single-handedly intercepted Xue Feng and the other half-step Martial Honorables!
He didn't expect it either.
This seemingly young, quiet young man was able to unleash such a terrifying force, which almost caused a few half-Martial Highnesses to be severely injured!
However, in the face of his cries,
Ye Wushuang remained still.
The old beggar said angrily, "Alright, stop shouting. You're making me deaf. This kid is not dead yet."
"What do you mean by not completely dead?" Lin Tai looked at him.
"I can't explain it to you."
The old beggar looked pensive. "I've lived for two hundred years, but this is the first time I've seen such a strange body. It's too strange. It's obviously a human, but it doesn't have a heart. It's too perfect. It's so perfect that it doesn't have a human weakness."
"It's a pity that this kid was born to be a genius in the way of the sword. If this old man had met him earlier, in less than ten years, that old Sword Saint would have to wash my feet with this old man."
"Senior, can you save Wushuang?"
Lin Tai cried, "I'm begging you."
"Forget it, forget it. I'll bring it back to take a look."
A purple gourd appeared in the old beggar's hand. After pouring a medicinal pill into Ye Wushuang's mouth, he carried him and walked far away.
Lin Tai roared, "Where are you taking him?"
"Take him to where he should go. If Mad Southern Ye returns, tell him that he can come to the 10,000 Swords Pavilion in three years."
The old beggar placed Ye Wushuang on a donkey and stretched his arm out to pat the donkey's butt. The donkey walked into the distance on its own. As it walked, it cried out, "Re-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-
…
On the highway of Lin City.
A Lamborghini was driving crazily on the highway. It was so fast that the navigator kept sending out all kinds of violation warnings almost every ten seconds.
However, the car had no intention of slowing down.
Su Yuhan observed the car through the rearview mirror as she drove. Eventually, she drove off the highway and entered a mountain road.
Wu Lan and Yang Hui couldn't stop vomiting in the car. It was very uncomfortable.
The atmosphere in the car was dead silent.
Eventually, Ye Hai could not help but ask, "Yuhan, where are we going? I don't think they can catch up to us anymore, can they? "
He was carrying the little girl in his arms.
A black puppy was sitting in the passenger seat with its ears drooping.
"Dad, we can only go to Beijing now!"
Su Yuhan said without even turning her head, "Ye Chen has a garden in Beijing. There's a formation set up in there."
There was something that she did not say.
Beijing was the capital after all. As the saying went, it was under the emperor's control. Xue Feng and the rest would not mess around in Beijing.
She was worried about Ye Wushuang, who was staying behind to cover the retreat.
"Yuhan, why did Xiaochen offend those people?" Yang Hui wiped her mouth with a tissue, looking terrified.
"Stop talking about that at a time like this!"
Ye Ming scolded her and said, "The most important thing now is to contact Xiaochen. If he can get here …"
Before he was done speaking, the car suddenly braked.
The car suddenly braked, and everyone's body tilted forward violently due to inertia.
"Someone's blocking our way!"
Su Yuhan smiled bitterly.
They lifted their heads to look and saw a middle-aged man standing in the middle of the road 20 meters away. The middle-aged man wore green and had his arms behind his back. He was watching them quietly.
"Honk the horn to get him to move."
Ye Ming's expression changed and he reminded.
Su Yuhan honked the horn while ignoring him.
However, the middle-aged man before them seemed to not have heard her. Not only did he not move, but he walked toward them step by step with his arms behind his back.
At the same time,
Ye Wen suddenly screamed, "They're catching up to us!"
Everyone turned their heads immediately.
They saw five silhouettes coming from the sky behind the Lamborghini. They were extremely fast, and they were less than ten meters away from the car in the blink of an eye.
"Where's Xiaoshuang? Why don't I see him? "
Wu Lan said while choking.
As soon as she said that.
The few of them in the car fell into complete silence.
Su Yuhan's eyes turned red, and she almost cried.
Wushuang stayed behind to cover the retreat.
Now that the enemy had caught up to them, he was nowhere to be seen.
One could imagine the outcome.
Ye Hai could not help but cry. "Xiaoshuang is a good kid."
Apparently, even he had realized something.
At that moment, Xue Feng, who was charging at the front, scoffed, "Why aren't you guys running? Why aren't you running anymore?"
The five silhouettes landed on the ground and walked toward them one after another with the middle-aged man.
Ye Hai and the rest looked hopeless.
The Patriarch of Hell, who was sitting in the passenger seat, looked like he was about to cry.
'The sword brat is dead!
It's my turn now!
'Goddamn Xiao Yezi!
I'm dead because of you! '
…
(PS: Chapters 2 and 3 will be updated at 9: 30 p.m.)
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