My Cold and Beautiful Wife

The group of cultivators from the Sinless City subconsciously froze their expressions and stood stiffly on the spot, not daring to move.

They were always worried that the mayor would suddenly return to normal and be revived.

However, even after waiting for a long time, there was no reaction from the City Lord's corpse.

On the other hand, there was a strange smell of charred flesh coming from the wounds of the corpses.

"City Lord... Is he really dead? "

"The power of a single sword attack." Elhoman sighed emotionally.

"I didn't expect it to be such a monster. I really didn't expect it."

"The days of fear and terror have finally come to an end." Most of the cultivators still revealed a smile. After all, no one liked having a remote control bomb be set off inside their body.

"Right, how is the Sword God?"

Everyone calmed down and looked towards the direction where Ye Fan fell.

Without a doubt, after seeing the battle just now, everyone was completely convinced of this "Sword God" title.

The group of Kui Xin and Airoman, even had some lingering fears. If it wasn't for the fact that Ye Fan had no intention to kill them, they would have already been destroyed in body and spirit.

Although Ye Fan didn't kill the City Lord to save them, it was still the same as giving them back their freedom.

At this moment, he felt even more embarrassed. His previous actions had been too reckless and disrespectful.

Within a stretch of ruins.

Ye Fan felt dizzy. In this world of darkness, he could faintly hear someone calling his name.

"Ye Fan!" Ye Fan, wake up! How are you, kid!? "

In front of his eyes, the silhouette of Liu Qing Hou gradually appeared.

"Err …" Ye Fan felt as if his lungs were on fire, and let out a breath with great difficulty.

His hair was dry, his skin was sallow, and his lips were pale and shriveled. He looked like an old man who had run out of oil, devoid of any life force.

"You brat! He finally woke up … You are too rash! Look at how badly you've hurt yourself! If there's even the slightest mistake, you really won't be able to wake up! "

Liu Qing Hou held up Ye Fan, letting him lean against a wall.

Ye Fan did not have any strength left, and his whole body felt sore. There was not a single part of him that did not feel pain.

This was because he was simply unable to control the strength that would be consumed in his final strike.

It was like a plant. No matter how strong it was, if it lost too much water, it would die.

"Use power that you can't even control yet. Lil 'Ye Fan, this ancestor admits that you are bolder than me.

I don't want to perish together with such an ugly monster. "Xiao Rou sat on the battlements and shook her slender legs.

Ye Fan's mouth revealed a bitter smile, and weakly said: "I know..." You won't do your best. "Then I can only fight on my own …" At this moment, a group of cultivators from the innocent city came over.

Seeing Ye Fan's current appearance, the group of cultivators revealed complex expressions.

Everyone could see that Ye Fan was extremely weak right now, and any one of them could easily kill him.

"Xiao Rou, quickly take Ye Fan and leave." Liu Qinghou said in a low voice while looking warily at the group of people behind him.

Before Xiao Rou could say anything, Kui Xin glared at her and said, "That Liu fellow! What do you mean!?

Who do you think I am!?

"The Sword God and I actually have no enmity. He even killed the city lord and broke the incantation in our bodies. How could we possibly harm him?"

ElRoman said as well.

Since the two of them had already expressed their stance, some of those who had ulterior motives naturally did not dare to act rashly.

Liu Qing Hou breathed a sigh of relief, "I was overthinking it, please do not mind."

At this moment, the Blue Pavilion silently took out the Mountain River Pen.

"Lan Ting!" What are you doing?

"

Liu Qinghou said nervously.

Xiao Rou rolled her eyes on the battlements, "Xiao Liu, why are you so nervous?

Liu Qing was also very concerned. After all, to him, Ye Fan was both a descendant of an old friend and a descendant that he admired.

Although the difference in strength was huge, he still had the attitude of an elder.

Lan Ting calmly lifted his pen and wrote the word "wet".

Immediately, streams of vitality filled with spiritual energy were released from the air, falling on Ye Fan's body.

This spiritual energy quickly entered Ye Fan's body. Everyone realized that Lan Ting was healing Ye Fan.

"Thank you …" Ye Fan mumbled to himself.

However, he soon discovered that these concentrated spirit rain drops couldn't help his body much.

Lan Ting was puzzled as well. It seemed that he didn't expect her treatment to be ineffective.

"This... How could that be? With such a living spirit liquid, even if it's not enough, it should at least have some effect! "

The group of cultivators discussed amongst themselves with puzzled expressions.

There were also some people who seemed to have understood something … "It seems like the Sword God's injuries are too severe. Even his ability to absorb Spiritual Qi has become very weak."

"If I want to recover quickly, it will be very difficult. I will need a long period of time to recuperate."

Ye Fan lifted his right hand with difficulty, placed it on his left wrist and felt his pulse.

He no longer had the mental energy to perform an internal observation. He could only use this method to diagnose and treat himself.

The backlash from breaking down the fourth layer was indeed severe, and he was mentally prepared for it.

"Ye Fan, don't be discouraged. Take your time. There will always be a chance for you to recover. When you recover, you will recover very quickly." Marquis Liu Qing comforted.

Ye Fan forced a smile. If it was before, it would have been fine, but resting for a few years wouldn't have mattered.

But now that the evil spirits had invaded, the devouring energy of the void was still continuing, and he had become a cripple with such heavy injuries, what should he do?

At this moment, Xiao Rou, who was sitting on the wall, suddenly had her big round eyes shine brightly! She stared straight at the two figures that were slowly walking over from the distant street … "Ye Wuya!?"

Ye Fan's eyes revealed a hint of doubt, and his brows slightly wrinkled.

As for the other cultivators, they were completely clueless as to what was going on. They bewilderedly turned around to look … Section error, click on this report (no registration), after reporting the maintenance personnel will correct chapter content within two minutes, please wait patiently, and refresh the page.