My Cold and Beautiful Wife

Dignified temple, want the life of a little Wu Yanshu?

is it possible?

Ye Fan was lost in thought, he was eager now, and it would be fine for Chu Yunyao by his side.

If it were Chu Yunyao, he should be able to analyze in depth what kind of impact the theory of Wu Yanshu would have.

If it is really Wu Yanshu's theory that will have a huge impact, then why does the temple want to kill people in such a subtle and roundabout way?

For them, taking the life of Wu Yanshu is effortless, right?

But... think about it carefully, without his intervention, without Su Qingxue's secret layout... Wu Yanshu is indeed dead, I don't know how many times! Not to mention the Golden Guild, ordinary star gods can't save it! So, on the other hand, it's not that the enemy hasn't enough cruel hands, but that his protective cover is too strong.

With ten seats in the academy, the governor of the federal law enforcement team has been sent out to deal with a weak woman, what else do you want?

Sending more powerful people will have too much influence. Once this assassination is too ostentatious, it will definitely expand some of the secrets in Wu Yanshu's body.

Perhaps the most worried thing about the temple... is that Wu Yanshu's theory is really being paid attention to by the outside world?

As it is now, Wu Yanshu's thesis has been taken by the Fitz Supreme Research Institute.

The successive assassinations have also been closely watched by Fitz executives.

In this way, Wu Yanshu would be much safer. After all, it would be too ostentatious to target her again.

As far as the current situation is concerned, the Fitz Research Institute seems to have sincerely put academic research first, even at the expense of the temple... After all, if Fitz executives are also involved in the shady, then they will directly reject Wu Yanshu's thesis. Everything is gone.

"Young Master Ye, what happened to Langmel?

Why did you mention him suddenly? "

Yaoguang asked again at this time.

"He was involved in the assassination of a great sage of Fizz, and has been removed from his post by Fizz executives. I suspect that this matter is related to the Spruce Tribe."

"what?"

Long Xie and the others showed a somewhat surprised look, obviously very surprised, Langmeier would do such a thing.

Ye Fan asked, "What are the doubts about the marriage of the two tribes this time?"

"Elder Singh’s second son Turan, and Hathaway met at a tribal exchange meeting."

"They have been in contact for several years, and this marriage was approved by the Presbyterian Church of both sides."

"It should have nothing to do with Langmeier," Yuheng said.

Nolan had recovered his coldness at this time, and said: "Langmeier has been away from the world of Aslan for many years, and it is mostly his own decision to do anything stupid."

"What's more, the high priests and elders of our Dragon Blood Tree tribe must have deliberately agreed to such important matters."

In terms of words, it means that Ye Fan, as an outsider, is not qualified to make irresponsible remarks when he first arrived.

Ye Fan was too lazy to say, knowing that he couldn't ask anything, so he simply waited until the wedding was held.

Anyway, the welcoming team is coming back soon.

"Young Master Ye, if there is nothing else, we will go down first," Nolan said.

Ye Fan waved his hand, indicating that he could leave.

The seven stars disappeared, and Belfinger and Barr also followed the tree.

"Master, each of them has their own specialties, and they are also responsible for training other guards, working as school professors in the clan, therapists, and patrolling the woods," Ye Qun said with a smile.

"I don't care about what they usually do. Don't block me at critical moments." Ye Fan smiled and shook his head.

"This is just a little bit of care for the young master, if the order is not smooth, and the change is lost, the young master is at will," Ye Qun said indifferently.

Ye Fan looked at the smiling old man, but his mood was a bit complicated.

"Ye Qun, the old foodie is gone, you are also free, in fact you don't have to follow me."

The smile on Ye Qun's face solidified, and then he smiled knowingly, "Master, when you followed the master, it was the old slave's willingness to follow him."

"The old slave watched the young master step by step and was willing to assist the young master."

"Unless the young master can't look down on my old bones, otherwise... the old slave wants to accompany the young master for another journey and see the scenery ahead."

The words are simple, but the love is real.

Ye Fan nodded, "You are busy with you, I will naturally call you if I need it, here...you are the Evil Dragon Emperor anyway."

Ye Qun obviously knew that Ye Fan didn't like being too restrained, so he quietly stepped back.

Going down from the Dragon Blood Tree, Ye Fan would no longer walk through that strange maze.

He fell directly outside the temple, where Kurato was waiting for him.

"Mr. Ye, how's it going?"

Kulatu looked nervous and concerned.

Ye Fan smiled, this guy was a real person, and he cared about his guild companion not long after he met.

"The commission is complete," Ye Fan said.

"Done... Ye Wuxie is dead!?"

Kurato felt incredible.

Ye Fan shook his head, "I only said it was done, but I didn't say he was dead."

"This... what does this mean?"

"Don't ask too much, anyway... we are here and wait until your brother's wedding is finished before leaving," Ye Fan said.

Kulatu was stunned, "Mr. Ye, in fact, you don't have to stay for me, and I am not welcome back here..." "Who said it was for you?"

Ye Fan guessed his own suspicions, and talked about it with Kuratu.

Kulatu was shocked when he heard it. Why did this involve the patron saint of Aslan, Simon?

But following along, he knew that Ye Fan was not an ordinary person, so he didn't dare to ask more.

The two were about to leave the temple, but not far away, a cold-faced man approached them.

Some of the Aslan beauties next to him saw the man with starlight and admiration.

"It's you?"

Ye Fan frowned, "What's the matter?"

The person who came was Nolan who had returned, apparently avoiding Ye Qun deliberately.

"I don't care, what is your relationship with Master... But I won't admit a relationship household, nor will my brothers."

Nolan's tone was cold, with a look of arrogance, he leaned in front of Ye Fan.

Condescendingly, Nolan stared at Ye Fan with sharp eyes.

"I hope you recognize your position, don't do too much... Ye, Shao, Lord..." When the voice fell, Nolan turned around and walked away chicly.

From beginning to end, Ye Fan didn't move, but looked at him blankly and listened to his words.

Kulatu, who was on the side, turned pale with fright, and sweated coldly.

"This person...is it the head of the Three Dragons, the star **** powerhouse code-named Kaiyang, Nolan?

! "

Ye Fan glanced at him unexpectedly, "You know?"

"It's also the first time I've seen him, but I've heard a lot of his deeds. After all, he is the proud son of the Dragon Blood Tree tribe."

"It is rumored that my father abdicated from the throne one generation. He is the number one favorite of the next great elder and the youngest martial arts master in the clan!"

Speaking of Nolan, Kuratou carried a trace of reverence.

"Mr. Ye, why does he call you the'Young Master'?

But it seems to have a great opinion on you? "