An hour later, Ye Fan brought Zhou Dao to the sky above the East China Sea.
At this time, Zhou Dao's lips had turned purple from the cold. He was shivering and his teeth were chattering.
His hair, eyelashes, beard, and even the night-traveling clothes he was wearing were covered in white frost, and cold smoke was rising from them!
He had not had any water for three days. In addition, Ye Fan did not use his spiritual energy to shield him from the cold. Therefore, Zhou Dao was barely breathing.
Swoosh! Ye Fan picked up Zhou Dao, who was spitting out cold fog and shivering non-stop. Then, he used his movement skill and instantly disappeared into the sky.
Swoosh! In the blink of an eye, the two of them appeared at the entrance of Matsumoto Takeyoshi's cabin.
"Mr … Mr Ye!" When the two ninjas guarding the door saw Ye Fan suddenly appear, they immediately bowed their heads and greeted him!
"Mm," Ye Fan replied.
Swoosh … The two ninjas lowered their heads and slid the door of Matsumoto Takeyoshi's cabin open.
Ye Fan picked up the half-dead Zhou Dao like he was picking up a chicken and slowly walked into Matsumoto Takeyoshi's cabin.
At this time, Matsumoto Takeyoshi was drinking tea in the cabin. His brows were furrowed.
He was not worried that Ye Fan would hurt his beloved son, Matsumoto Taro. After all, he had Fujiwara No Chiko's three real souls in his hands. What he was really worried about was that before Ye Fan arrived at the Mongolian border, his beloved son would have been killed.
Therefore, when he saw Ye Fan appear in front of him with Zhou Dao, Matsumoto Takeyoshi was immediately overjoyed.
Ye Fan picked up the half-dead and frost-covered Zhou Dao and said, "I've brought your precious son back for you."
When Matsumoto Takeyoshi saw that his beloved son was still alive, he immediately walked towards Ye Fan.
"Hold on." Ye Fan said coldly as he extended his palm towards Matsumoto Takeyoshi, indicating that Matsumoto Takeyoshi should not come forward.
Matsumoto Takeyoshi stopped in his tracks and frowned.
"Where's Chiko's True Soul?" Ye Fan asked Matsumoto Takeyoshi.
"I, Matsumoto Takeyoshi, am a man of my word." Matsumoto Takeyoshi said as he turned around and walked towards the Soul Congregation Evil Cauldron placed in the corner.
"I don't want one, I want three." Ye Fan's cold voice came from behind Matsumoto Takeyoshi.
Since Matsumoto Takeyoshi loved his only son so much, why wouldn't he use Zhou Dao's life in exchange for his beloved wife's three True Souls?
After hearing Ye Fan's words, Matsumoto Takeyoshi stopped.
He slowly turned around and looked at Ye Fan with a frown.
Ye Fan's expression was calm, but his eyes were cold as he stared at Matsumoto Takeyoshi.
The man in white who had been standing behind Matsumoto Takeyoshi with his eyes closed suddenly opened his eyes!
The thing that worried him the most had happened!
Ye Fan wanted to use this opportunity to save Zhou Dao's life in exchange for Fujiwara No Chiko's three True Souls!
"How about it? Mr. Matsumoto, "Ye Fan said to the frowning Matsumoto Takeyoshi," Using your son's complete soul in exchange for my wife's three True Souls, you won't lose out on this deal, right? "
Swoosh! The man in white flashed and disappeared from where he was, then reappeared in front of Matsumoto Takeyoshi!
Pa! The moment the man in white used his movement technique, Ye Fan formed a claw with one hand and grabbed Zhou Dao's throat!
His expression was cold as he stared at the man in white in front of Matsumoto Takeyoshi!
The man in white narrowed his eyes and revealed a murderous look. His right hand gripped the hilt of the sword at his waist!
"Mr. Ye Fan isn't joking, right?" Matsumoto Takeyoshi said as he gently pushed aside the man in white in front of him. He slowly stood in front of the man in white with a calm expression.
The man in white saw that Matsumoto Takeyoshi signaled him not to make a move, so he slowly lowered his hand from the hilt of the sword.
Matsumoto Takeyoshi had told him that he had his own way.
"Why, Mr. Matsumoto, do you think I'm joking?" Ye Fan said coldly. The hand that was gripping Zhou Dao's throat exerted a little force.
"Ugh …" Zhou Dao, who was already weak, immediately cried out in pain when Ye Fan exerted a little force!
"Father …" Zhou Dao, who was half-conscious, said painfully to Matsumoto Takeyoshi in front of him, "Save … Save me …"
Matsumoto Takeyoshi looked at Ye Fan's hand. Zhou Dao was covered in frost and in pain. He then looked at Ye Fan's cold and sharp eyes. He immediately bent his fingers into a claw at the Soul Congregation Evil Cauldron placed in the corner of the room!
Buzz … The Blood Eye Toad guarding the Soul Congregation Evil Cauldron instantly shot out two red lights!
Whoosh … At the same time, the entire Evil Cauldron emitted countless dazzling green lights!
"Croak …" With a croak, the Blood Eye Toad slowly opened its mouth. Three gentle white lights snaked out of the Blood Eye Toad's mouth and slowly flew into Matsumoto Takeyoshi's hand, turning into a palm-sized ball of light!
They were the three true souls of his beloved wife! Looking at the ball of light in Matsumoto Takeyoshi's hand, Ye Fan, who was wearing the white jade mask, opened his eyes wide and exclaimed in his heart!
He could already feel the aura of his beloved wife after being separated for so long!
It seemed that Matsumoto Takeyoshi was prepared to use his wife's three true souls in exchange for his only son's life! Ye Fan thought in his heart.
However, the next scene caused Ye Fan's pupils to contract instantly!
He only saw the calm as water Matsumoto Takeyoshi slowly close his five fingers that held Fujiwara No Chiko's three true souls. The white ball of light began to distort!
"Ah …" Following a woman's pained cry, countless white lights started to shoot out from the gaps between Matsumoto Takeyoshi's fingers that were gradually closing!
It was Chiko's voice!
When he heard this extremely familiar voice, Ye Fan's heart felt like it was being torn apart!
Matsumoto Takeyoshi was tormenting his beloved wife's true souls!
"Stop!" Ye Fan gritted his teeth and roared as he increased the strength in his hands. The three claw-like fingers had already pierced through the skin on Zhou Dao's throat!
"Ugh … Ugh … Ah …" Zhou Dao, who was in Ye Fan's hand, felt the approach of death and began to cry out in horror!
Matsumoto Takeyoshi's eyes were filled with determination as he continued to close his fingers!
The resplendent white light illuminated his face.
"Ah … Ah …" Fujiwara No Chiko's heart-wrenching cries became louder and louder. She was in unbearable pain!
"Stop!" Ye Fan's eyes were bloodshot and the veins on his forehead were bulging as he roared at the top of his lungs!
"How about it? Do you want to continue playing?" Matsumoto Takeyoshi revealed a sinister smile as he tilted his head and stared at Ye Fan.
Ye Fan gritted his teeth as his eyes burned with anger. He forcefully suppressed the anger in his chest as he withdrew his claw-like fingers from Zhou Dao's throat.
Matsumoto Takeyoshi could risk the life of his beloved son, but he could not bear the pain of losing his beloved wife.
He had lost the bet this time.
Seeing that Ye Fan had let go of his hand, Matsumoto Takeyoshi gradually loosened his grip on Zhou Dao's throat.
The gentle white ball of light returned to its original state. Fujiwara No Chiko's voice also began to disappear.
Slap! Ye Fan pushed the extremely weak and frightened Zhou Dao forward. Zhou Dao, who seemed to have been pardoned, immediately stumbled and fell toward Matsumoto Takeyoshi.
Having just experienced death, his legs were weak and he almost wet his pants.
Whoosh! The figure in white standing behind Matsumoto Takeyoshi flashed and appeared beside Zhou Dao in an instant. Before he fell, he reached out and caught him.
Matsumoto Takeyoshi calmly waved his right hand that was holding the white ball of light.
Whoosh … The palm-sized white ball of light instantly split into three!
Matsumoto Takeyoshi used his left hand to hold one of the balls of light. Then, he gently raised his right hand toward the Soul Congregation Cauldron in the corner.
Whoosh … The two balls of light in his right hand instantly turned into two rays of white light that snaked into the mouth of the Blood Eye Toad on the cauldron.
Buzz … The Blood Eye Toad's mouth slowly closed. The red light that shot out from its eyes slowly disappeared. The green light that was emitting from its body also disappeared.
The Soul Congregation Cauldron returned to its original state.
Matsumoto Takeyoshi turned around and picked up a three-inch square wooden box from the wooden table behind him. He opened it with one hand and slowly put the white ball of light in his left hand into the box. Then, he closed the lid of the wooden box.
He held the wooden box in his hand and calmly walked in front of Ye Fan. He stared into Ye Fan's cold eyes.
Ye Fan looked directly at Matsumoto Takeyoshi. His eyes were as sharp as knives.
If it weren't for the fact that his beloved wife's soul was damaged, Ye Fan would have already torn him to pieces and burned his bones to ashes.
"Just this once," Matsumoto Takeyoshi calmly said as he handed the exquisite wooden box in his hand to Ye Fan.
Ye Fan took it with one hand and turned to leave.
"Ye Fan -kun." Matsumoto Takeyoshi called out from behind him.
Ye Fan stopped but didn't turn around.
"Remember to bring Miss Tsukasa with you when you return from the dead," Matsumoto Takeyoshi said with a smile, "Don't forget the rules between us."
Ye Fan looked sideways at Matsumoto Takeyoshi and opened the door to leave the cabin.
"Father …" Zhou Dao broke free from the white-robed man and knelt in front of Matsumoto Takeyoshi. He lowered his head and didn't say a word.
"How many ninjas did we lose this time?" Matsumoto Takeyoshi coldly asked Zhou Dao who was kneeling in front of him with his hands clasped behind his back.
"One … more than a thousand people …" Zhou Dao knew that he had made a big mistake and stammered to Matsumoto Takeyoshi.
The one thousand ninjas he brought with him were now less than a hundred people, and the nine thousand ninjas who were caught in a bitter battle had already lost more than a hundred people because of the addition of the Ye Family members.
When Ye Fan took him over the battlefield, he saw with his own eyes that the nine thousand ninjas who came to rescue him had already lost a lot of experts!
"In order to save you, one thousand elite ninjas were lost, Fujiwara No Chiko sacrificed one of her three souls, was it worth it?" Matsumoto Takeyoshi looked down at Zhou Dao who was kneeling in front of him and asked in a cold voice.
The white-robed man saw this situation and frowned.
Matsumoto Takeyoshi's voice exuded a murderous aura!
"This …" Zhou Dao who had a frosty face a moment ago had cold sweat on his forehead.
He couldn't answer Matsumoto Takeyoshi's question.
Say it was worth it? Does he have any shame?
Say it wasn't worth it? Doesn't that mean his life is cheap and useless?
The white-robed man wanted to help Zhou Dao out of this predicament, but he didn't dare to open his mouth.
He knew Matsumoto Takeyoshi's temper, he could fail, but he couldn't make a mistake.
This time, Matsumoto Takeyoshi had repeatedly warned Zhou Dao that if the enemy didn't move, he wouldn't move.
But Zhou Dao was stubborn, greedy and rash, not only did he not achieve his goal, but he also lost more than a thousand elite ninjas, such a mistake, how could he be forgiven!
Zhou Dao's face was covered in cold sweat, and his heart was beating wildly.
If Matsumoto Takeyoshi scolded him, he would feel better, but now Matsumoto Takeyoshi asked him so calmly, he felt very scared.
Every time before his father killed someone, he would use this kind of tone.
A chill rose in his heart.
This chill was colder than the cold air in the sky just now!
"Speak." Matsumoto Takeyoshi's cold voice continued.
"Not … not worth it …" Zhou Dao replied.
"En, I think so too."
Whoosh! As Matsumoto Takeyoshi said, he suddenly reached out and grabbed the handle of the saber at the waist of the white-robed man beside him. With a whoosh, he pulled the saber out of the scabbard and placed it directly on Zhou Dao's neck!
The saber was as bright as frost, cold and beautiful, the saber shadow was dense, and the saber energy overflowed!
Slash … Before the saber blade touched Zhou Dao, a bright red blood mark appeared on Zhou Dao's neck!
The power of the saber's saber energy was obvious!
"Father! Father! " Zhou Dao saw that his father wanted to take his life, he immediately wailed, "Spare me, spare me …"
Matsumoto Takeyoshi held the saber in his hand, his face cold.
"Mr. Matsumoto …" The white-robed man said anxiously.
"Dying in my hands is better than dying in the hands of an outsider. At least you will have some dignity." Matsumoto Takeyoshi said as he exerted force in his hand, preparing to attack.
Matsumoto Takeyoshi had always been clear about rewards and punishments, and he had never been selfish. More than ten years ago, one of his beloved concubines was exempted from the law because she covered up for her brother. Matsumoto Takeyoshi directly ordered his beloved concubine to be beheaded in public for three days!
This time, his only son had committed a grave mistake, and it was completely unforgivable. He could only atone for his sins with his death.
"Mr. Matsumoto, you must not!" The white-robed man tried to persuade him.
Matsumoto Takeyoshi turned to look at the white-robed man with an icy expression.
"Young Master is now the commander-in-chief of the Great Ming Dynasty's three armies. If you kill him, won't the imperial court reap the benefits? Won't the elite troops of the four countries achieve their goal smoothly? "The white-robed man said anxiously.
In a moment of desperation, the white-robed man thought of this idea.
Matsumoto Takeyoshi frowned and thought hard.
After a long time, he handed the saber in his hand to the white-robed man.
The white-robed man hurriedly took the saber with both hands and sheathed it.
"I will spare your life this time. If there is a next time, don't come back to see me. I will cut your stomach open." Matsumoto Takeyoshi said as he turned around.
"Thank you, father, thank you …" Zhou Dao, who was kneeling on the ground, began to kowtow.
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