My Poised and Elegant Seven Sisters

"This Ye Xingzhi is really stealing chickens, not eroding rice, thinking that I can't remember the true meaning of the scroll in a short time, but I don't know that I can imprint it in my mind just by looking at it."

Ye Fan secretly laughed.

In the future, this secret was discovered by Ye Xingzhi, fearing that he would vomit blood out of anger.

"I have already engraved Zhenhai's true meaning in my mind, and it should be possible to reproduce it."

Ye Fan closed his eyes, his memory flooded.

Suddenly, Zhenhai's picture scroll evolved vividly in his mind.

This is a savage and abrupt imprint in my mind, which is the first step. Wanting to understand the true meaning is indeed not accomplished overnight.

But it doesn't matter, pack all these true meanings first, and then slowly enlighten them in the future.

"Next, let's open the mountain with true meaning, just as domineering as Zhenhai, just match my domineering body to perform, absolutely awesome."

Ye Fan stood by the bronze pillar of Kaishan True Meaning, working hard to focus his spirit.

boom!

As if his head was smashed by a giant axe, Ye Fan snorted, and then, in his mind, the scene of the mountain opening appeared——

It is a sacred mountain of tens of thousands of meters, which seems to connect heaven and hell.

Suddenly, a giant axe broke through the air.

That giant axe, the handle alone is ten thousand meters long, and the axe head is even more huge and unimaginable.

scold!

The giant axe chopped down.

For a time, the mountains and rivers shattered, the sky split open, and the sacred mountain separated in two.

"Humph."

Ye Fan woke up and snorted again.

My head hurts.

He turned out to be soaked.

"I still underestimated the true meaning of the picture scroll. It's really scary. What is it that is left behind."

"This is definitely not Ye Royal Family's thing."

"Shuiyue Dongtian is also not created by the ancestors of the Ye royal family. Could it be that in the ancient times, the martial arts did not wither at that time, but the powerful and powerful left behind."

"The possibility is great."

Ye Fan rested for three minutes, his head pain diminished.

He analyzed secretly: "I thought I could pack all the true meaning of these scrolls and engrave it in my mind. Now it seems that I don't have this ability."

"Forcibly engraving, it is too dangerous, and even indelible damage to my head, then it is really finished."

"I guess you can engrave the true meaning of the five scrolls."

"Zhenhai, Kaishan, next..."

"The killing is true."

Ye Fan feels that this kind of true intention is very useful when facing the enemy.

After a few minutes.

Ye Fan's face was pale, sweat was like rain, his eyes were red, and some bloodshot eyes appeared.

"What a terrible killing."

"My mind was almost affected and became bloodthirsty, crazy."

"Has Ye Mo comprehended the true meaning of killing?"

In fact, just as Ye Fan thought, Ye Mo had a frenzy since he was a child, and the true meaning of killing was the most suitable for him.

Ye Fan continued to search.

There are still two places, and he needs to find the one that suits him.

"what?"

Ye Fan stopped.

In front of him, the content of the scroll is a man, fighting against thunder and lightning.

What is this doing?

Ye Fan thought for a while and decided to take a look.

"Rumble."

For a moment, it seemed that there was real thunder roaring in his ears, and Ye Fan seemed to be in a sea of ​​thunder.

A domineering man roared wildly, resisting the thunder's bombardment with his flesh.

again and again……

Even if his body was scorched, even if he was bombarded and dropped by thunder again and again, he did not give up.

Go up against the sky and move forward courageously.

Ye Fan was deeply moved.

After a while, Ye Fan recovered. He took a deep breath and said, "This is not the true meaning of the attack type, but the true meaning of the body training type. Thunder training is really overbearing, but I like it.

Zhenhai, Kaishan, killing, thunder forging body.

Four true meanings.

Ye Fan is also about to reach his limit, and he can still engrave one of them last, and he must choose well.

...

Daraoshan.

Ye Jiangying meditated cross-legged.

"Something?"

Ye Jiangying opened her eyes, her tone was cold, and she looked at Ye Xingzhi who appeared in front of her indifferently.

"You are really good at bringing the bodies of Ye Jianghe and his wife back and buried them quietly in the ancestral cemetery. No one has discovered it for more than 20 years, very good!"

"You came to tell me this?"

"of course not."

Ye Xingzhi stood with his hand holding his hand and asked: "Clan Lord ring, you give it to Ye Fan."

Ye Jiangying was not surprised.

According to Ye Xingzhi's resourcefulness, he could definitely guess this.

"Now he is in the central hall. I can take him down and force him to hand over the ring of the clan leader."

"In that case, why do you come to see me?" Ye Jiangying sneered, "You are not sure, so you come here and you have to make sure with me."

"Ye Xingzhi, I am not afraid to tell you now that the clan master ring is indeed in Xiao Fan's hands, and Xiao Fan got it from his father."

"Huh? I got it from Ye Jianghe? It's ridiculous. Ye Jianghe has been dead for more than 20 years, how could Ye Fan..."

Suddenly, Ye Xingzhi's voice stopped abruptly.

Huh, suddenly, his face changed, terrifying and frightening, and he roared, "You put the ring of the clan leader on Ye Jianghe's hand and buried it in the ancestral grave."

"Yes."

"boom!"

Ye Xingzhi appeared in front of Ye Jiangying instantly, pinched Ye Jiangying's neck, and lifted Ye Jiangying up.

Ye Jiangying, who was suppressed by the pinnacle magnate, couldn't move.

"You bitch, you are humiliating me, you have been humiliating me!"

Ye Xingzhi was murderous.

Ye Jiangying was not afraid, and sneered: "Ye Xingzhi, I said, you can never win Jiang He, even if Jiang He dies, you can't win!"

"court death!"

Ye Xingzhi tried hard, almost squeezing Ye Jiangying's neck.

Ye Jiangying's original pale face turned blue and purple, but there was a mocking smile on the corner of her mouth, and her eyes were full of contempt.

"Aren't you afraid that I will kill Ye Fan?"

"You, you go." Ye Jiangying said difficultly, "You hide, and Xiao Fan also has. You, Ye Xingyun, and the Hallmaster of Law Enforcement, together, may not be able to keep Xiao Fan. "

"Even if you can kill Xiao Fan, you will definitely be seriously injured. Do you dare to be injured in this sensitive period?"

"The Corpse Organization will look at you. If you are injured, you are not afraid of being slaughtered?"

Ye Xingzhi snorted coldly: "I have already learned that the corpse man organization is going to slaughter Ye Potian, and it has nothing to do with me."

"Who can predict the future? Who can guess the idea of ​​the corpse man organization. You must show great power in the Xiao clan, and you must be targeted."

"It's because you don't want to get hurt, so you use soft means. You let Xiaofan enter the central hall, you want to use the picture scroll on the bronze pillar to exchange the true meaning with Xiaofan."

Ye Xingzhi's face changed, and he let go.

"Ahem."

Ye Jiangying fell on the ground, coughing violently and gasping for breath.

Ye Xingzhi said coldly: "Yes, I will exchange the true meaning of the picture scroll with Ye Fan."

"It's impossible, Xiao Fan won't agree."

"That's not necessarily."

Some self-confidence appeared on Ye Xingzhi's face and said: "You know the true meaning of the picture scroll. It can affect your mind. The more you look at it, the more obsessed it is. Ye Fan is young and energetic, and he is keen on pursuing strength. He can't resist this temptation."

Ye Jiangying's face darkened, slightly worried.

But for a second, I was relieved.

After fighting for so long, if Ye Xingzhi could really get the ring of the clan master from Ye Fan, it would be enough to show that Ye Xingzhi was powerful and his destiny was.

"You go."

Ye Jiangying sat cross-legged, slumbering with her eyes closed.

Ye Xingzhi grabbed Ye Jiangying, rushed out of the cell, and sneered: "I won't let you come into contact with Ye Fan again, and teach him that I will wrong you before the end of the corpse organization plan to kill the dragon."

Ye Jiangying knew that Ye Xingzhi would detain her to the third floor of the Central Hall, where it was safe enough and secretive.

Except for him and the great elder, no one else can enter.

Ye Jiangying didn't care, she had known that she would be in prison for a long time.

Unlike before, with Ye Fan, Ye Xingzhi wouldn't be guilty of condemning her and sent to other places for sanctions.

"Why use the end of the Dragon Slaying Plan as the boundary?"

"Because the Dragon Slaying Plan is over, I have no scruples. I will kill Ye Fan at that time. Whether he hand over the clan master ring or not, he will have to die!"