My Cold and Beautiful Wife

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Although Ye Fan was incomparably alert in his heart, his face still had a helpless look, "Why are all of you asking me this question?"

I was just a coward. Seeing that Uncle Xiu and that assassin were fighting, I hid myself. Is there a need to keep asking? "

Ye Huangtu also found it strange, "Qinglan, why are you asking about this kid's whereabouts?"

"Why were you there?" Feng Qinglan asked again.

"Because I've been practicing with Uncle Ye Xiu recently." Ye Fan said.

"What a coincidence, once you go, there will be an assassin." Feng Qinglan said.

Ye Fan forced a smile, "Director Feng, what you're saying is....." "I don't want to either. How is Uncle Xiu?"

Feng Qinglan's eyes flashed and then said: "Ye Xiu is dead."

"What!?" Ye Huang Tu was shocked and his eyes flashed with anger, "Who exactly is that person!? Why do you want to kill Ye Xiu!? "

Ye Fan also pretended to be surprised.

"If you want to ask, ask the grand elder." Feng Qinglan did not want to say much to Ye Wangtu, so he turned and left.

"Stinking brat, go back and stay in the yard! I'm leaving! "

Finally calming down, Ye Fan heaved a sigh of relief. No matter what, this night was a safe pass.

He returned to the courtyard and sat cross-legged on the stone table. He didn't want to go inside.

Taking advantage of a few more hours before dawn, he planned to enter the God of Swords' ring to properly comprehend the sword intent.

Earlier, the combination of the triple disintegration and the sword intent had indeed reached the sage realm. However, Ye Fan knew very well that that was only the initial stage of the sage realm.

It was fine to deal with those below the sage realm who had just cultivated to the Sacred Heart, but against someone like Su Juexin who had cultivated to the level of the Sacred Body, even if he managed to break down the second layer of sword intent, he would still barely be able to protect himself.

There were many experts in this world, and there was even a huge gap between the Sheng Domain. Different paths of cultivation would cause a great disparity in the strength of a sage realm expert.

Fortunately, his Overlord level sword intent specialized in combat.

However, just as he sat down, he saw the door slightly open. Gu Qing carefully walked out and asked, "Prince Consort Ye, do you want to rest inside?"

"No need, you go to sleep, I will just practice in the yard," said Ye Fan.

"You shouldn't ask, don't ask. The less you know, the safer it is for you." Ye Fan laughed evilly.

Gu Qing's body trembled as he bit his lower lip. "It's my mouth that's opened too much …." Then … "Then I won't disturb Prince Consort."

Actually, she had already guessed a little at the way Ye Fan said this.

But after thinking about it more carefully, it became very terrifying!

If Ye Fan could kill Ye Xiu, then Ye Xiu would at least have the strength of a Heavenly King.

However, Ye Fan was able to safely retreat from the hands of the Long family's elders, and was not seen through by those elders...

How was this possible? This man was only eighteen years old!?

When Gu Qing thought of how this Prince Consort had concealed his strength, he felt both curious and fearful. He felt that this man was extremely mysterious …

A night passed. News spread throughout the Divine Dragon Clan like wildfire, causing undercurrents to surge through the clan.

It was impossible to hide the fact that Ye Xiu had been killed by the mysterious assassin, but this assassin was an Emperor Level Swordsman.

Although it was only four hours, he had already been inside the Sword God Ring for a month.

Ever since hearing Ye Weiyang's words and having some inspiration, one after another, Ye Fan had already been studying the ring for almost a year.

"Prince Consort Ma." Gu Qing was carrying a basin of water, preparing Su Qingxue's makeup.

Ye Fan stretched out his hand and directly took the basin, saying, "Don't mind your own business, I will help Princess wash up."

"Huh?" Gu Qing was stunned.

Although Gu Qing felt it to be strange, he still nodded and silently walked out the door. He couldn't help but turn around to look …

Ye Fan walked over to the bedside and looked at the sleepy Su Qingxue. He then placed the basin on the bedside table.

"Did you sleep well, my princess?" Ye Fan asked with a smile.

"Ugh …" Su Qingxue let out a soft and delicate nasal voice and rubbed her eyes. She extended her soft and white arms towards Ye Fan, "Husband …. Hugging … "

Perhaps it was because she had just woken up in her bedroom, Su Qingxue didn't have much reserve. When she saw the man, she wanted him to carry her and get up.

Su Qingxue leaned into the man's embrace and smiled sweetly in satisfaction …

In the room, the air was sweet.

At the door, Gu Qing watched the scene with a hint of envy in his eyes. However, it didn't take long for him to reveal a trace of loneliness.

She could not bear to watch any longer, so she silently closed the door.

Ye Fan cleaned up the wet towel and wanted to help Su Qingxue wash her face, but the woman insisted.

"How could I let my husband serve me? If I let Father and Mother find out, then I will be blamed!" Su Qingxue complained.

Ye Fan had no choice but to give up, but he still kissed the woman on her fragile cheek.

Su Qingxue turned her head and gave him a sweet smile, "Husband, did you also sleep in the room last night?"

"I was practicing outside and didn't sleep." Ye Fan said.

"Oh …" Su Qingxue nodded. As she got off the bed, she casually asked, "How is my husband's swordsmanship?"

Ye Fan shrugged, "Then that's it..."

"Darling, are you planning on going to General Ye to practice your sword skills today?" "Can you let me watch from the side?" Su Qingxue asked again.

"When did you become interested in my cultivation?" Ye Fan asked.

"That's right... "I want to spend more time with my husband. I don't have anything to do here …" Su Qingxue pouted.

Ye Fan pondered for a while, then sighed and regretfully said, "Uncle Xiu met an assassin last night and died."

Su Qingxue suddenly raised her head and looked at the man in shock, "What? General Ye is dead?! "

Ye Fan's eyes flashed, "That's right..."

"Then... Who was that assassin? Did you catch him? " Su Qingxue hurriedly asked.

Su Qingxue thought for a while as if she was confused. Then, she said earnestly, "Husband, it seems that the clan is not safe. You must be careful."

Ye Fan smiled and nodded, "Don't worry, I am a timid person, and would not use my life to joke around."

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