My Cold and Beautiful Wife

The "Ye Fan" in the mirror let out a low and creepy laugh

"Ha, who am I? Do you really not know? Or are you afraid to admit it? "

Ye Fan's face was full of uncertainty, clenching his fists, trying his best to calm down.

"My sword intent can't be used because of you, right?" Ye Fan's eyes were bloodshot, staring unwaveringly at his "self" in the mirror.

The person in the mirror sneered. His voice was like a heavy machine rubbing against each other. The sound was deep and hoarse as it drilled into Ye Fan's ear …

"What, you've finally remembered your Overlord level Sword Intent?"

Haven't you been living a happy life? Didn't his dream come true? What other sword intent do I need?

"They will protect you from harm, and you will be at peace with yourself as your man, your husband, your father."

Be the 'God of Swords' in the memories of the world, and be your savior! "

Ye Fan placed one hand on the mirror, sticking close to it. The hot air that he breathed out caused a white fog to appear on the mirror …

"Return my sword intent to me!"

"What, angry? Angry? What was there to be angry about in such a good life?

Oh, did you realize that it didn't feel good to be protected by others and receive their help?

Seeing your women become more useful than you, seeing that they no longer need your protection and that they no longer depend on you, is it hard to bear? "

The person in the mirror teased, "Do you really think that I was the one who stole your sword intent?

Idiot, stupid, coward is a piece of trash who gave up on his own sword intent! You gave up yourself! "

Ye Fan stared blankly at the mirror. After being stiff for a long time, he took two steps back …

"Me? Me? "How could this be?" Ye Fan muttered to himself, not daring to believe it.

"Look at you, a stray dog. What qualifications do you have to possess Overlord level Sword Intent?"

"No more torture, no more fear, no more enemies, no more hidden dangers"

There is no devil to destroy the world, no water to burn the world, no pitiful person who needs your help

Your brothers don't need you to back them up. Those women are no longer vases. They have their own way …

This world does not need you to protect it. You are free now. You are free. You can live a normal life!

Then in the future, you can tell those children that their father was once a 'Sword God' and that he once possessed an Overlord level Sword Intent …

"Shut up! Say no more!"

Ye Fan's heart was beating wildly, and his chest was suppressing an indescribable wave of anger, but he didn't know how to release it …

What you really like is a bunch of useless brothers that will only become cumbersome! I can only support you behind your back at a critical moment, it's useless!

What you like is a bunch of women that will only serve you well and need your protection! No matter how hard a bunch of people tried, they could only look up to your vase!

You don't like being protected, being taken care of, or being helped!

Parents, wife and daughter, family and friends? None of this mattered!

Ordinary? Easy? A leisurely day? Can you bear it?

Seeing an expert, your blood will boil. Seeing an even higher realm, you will be filled with yearning!

Why are you fighting a holy war that looks like you are going to lose? Why do you insist on charging through the Immortal Suppressing Pagoda alone? Why did you want to assassinate the Emperor?!

Because you like to take risks, like challenging the limits of life and death, like making crazy decisions, you who have lost your mind, that's the real you!

Overlord level sword intent would not appear on a man who is willing to live a peaceful life, definitely not! "

Ye Fan stood in front of the mirror. His eyes were red, his teeth were tightly clenched, and his muscles were tensed, constantly trembling.

"Shut up! It's not like that!"

Ye Fan continuously denied it, but his voice seemed very weak.

It was precisely because he was the emperor that there were mountains and rivers, and also that there were soldiers!

A true monarch would never rely on anyone. The monarch would only be willing to donate and would never want anything in return!

The emperor established himself and buried his bones for a thousand miles!

Don't forget, back then when you comprehended the Monarch level sword intent, you thought 'I am the only one under heaven', and that's how you got 'Wushuang'!

Only I am allowed to betray the world, and I am not allowed to betray the world, I am the emperor!

It ran counter to the heart of an emperor! What right did he have to grasp the emperor level sword intent!?

What right did he have to possess Overlord level Sword Intent!? "What?"

Ye Fan fiercely punched and directly smashed the mirror!

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"

"Sword!" Sword! Sword God Ring! I want a sword! "

Ye Fan frantically tried to summon his sword, but the ring didn't respond!

He looked around and picked up a tree branch, waving it around, intending to perform an Ancient Sword Technique.

He actually couldn't even use the ancient sword technique properly …

Only the form could not possess a spirit. This was not the level of cultivation one should have in the path of the sword.

Ye Fan slumped on the grass, the night wind blowing across his face, his wet face exceptionally cold.

On the second floor, Su Qingxue heard the commotion and ran to her room. She saw the bathroom with the mirror smashed and ran to the balcony to watch the man crazily brandishing the branch …

"Hubby, it's okay. Even if you don't have sword intent, you can practice again. There are so many paths of cultivation. You can definitely stand up again!"

Ye Fan turned his head in a daze, looking at the woman's tear-stained face, "My wife, am I a selfish person?"

Su Qingxue shook her head, "How could that be? You sacrificed yourself for the world? There is no one in this world more selfless than you … …"

"Is that so?" Ye Fan looked at himself with self-mockery, and then asked, "Then, are you happy being with me?"

"Of course, the time when you woke up was my happiest."

Ye Fan held the woman's hand and nodded with a smile.

Su Qingxue then asked, "Hubby, what about you? Isn't he happy now? We've worked so hard for so long, just for the life we have now. "

Ye Fan hesitated for a moment, looking at the woman's hopeful eyes, and said in a low voice, "Yes, I am also very happy."

Su Qingxue then happily smiled and threw herself into the man's embrace, "Hubby, don't be sad about the sword intent. Don't think about it."

Our family's happy life is more meaningful than sword practice, isn't it? "

Suddenly, Su Qingxue thought of something and said with a bit of bitterness, "Hubby, did you forget something important after you woke up?"

"When you were at the South Pole, before your battle with the Shakyamuni, did you do anything? Did you forget it?"

Ye Fan thought for a moment, suddenly coming to a realization, and said: "How could I have forgotten? You agreed to my proposal."

Ye Fan clicked his tongue, "What nonsense are you talking about, I will immediately start preparing!" First take your wedding photo this week! "