Huangfu Erlan ignored the expression on Ye Fan's face and directly ordered Xia Shishi: "Take him to the zoo tomorrow and help me test his physical strength and reaction speed. If he can survive the blood of ten heads,
If a lion attacks you, bring him to me."
Having said this, Huangfu Erlan stood up and went away with a gust of fragrant wind.
Ye Fan looked at Huangful Erlan's figure and couldn't help but shake his head. No wonder she was called the little witch. When meeting this girl, if she doesn't play to death, she will scare her to death.
I was thinking about my plan and wanted to implement it earlier.
If Huangfu Erlan really captures him and feeds him to the blood lion tomorrow, he will have successfully passed the blood lion test.
But Huangfu Erlan, a sparring partner, is no joke. It is very likely that her life will be over if she makes a mistake.
Ye Fan didn't want to take such a risk!
Under the leadership of Xia Shishi, Ye Fan was temporarily imprisoned in a stone prison.
The setting sun shone red through the thick iron windows into the prison cell, adding a bit of sadness.
The night wind blew in and dispersed some of the rotten air that filled the cell.
Ye Fan took a moment to look at the cell in front of him.
It only covers an area of more than ten square meters, with a stone bed stacked in the corner.
The walls are made of rough large stones, and the ground is also paved with large stones. There are a few broken bones piled in the corners of the walls. It seems that I am not the first person to be locked up here.
The corrosive stench and musty smell in his nose made Ye Fan frown slightly.
However, Ye Fan soon stopped his random thoughts, took off his shoes, and tore off the soles, only to see a layer of shiny black oil paper stuck to the inner layer.
Seeing this layer of oil paper, Ye Fan suddenly showed a smile on his face!
Without this thing, how could he be so peaceful and honest all the way?
He has a clear understanding of the family execution hall. Even if he can escape halfway, the people sent by the execution hall next time may be even more powerful.
In short, before the execution hall has confirmed his conviction, given the power of the Huangfu family, it is impossible for him to escape the execution hall's pursuit no matter what.
Only death, only after Ye Fan dies, can the family execution hall let go of this matter.
Now following Xia Shishi back to the family, what Ye Fan wants is to "die" in an honorable manner within the family.
However, it is not a real death, but a fake death.
Only in this way can he, Ye Fan, truly escape the trial of his family's execution hall and escape.
Ye Fan quickly peeled off the layer of oil paper, then put on his shoes again, looked at the oil paper in his hand, and said to himself: "Fortunately, I was good at it before, otherwise it would be really over this time!"
Having said this, Ye Fan put his ear against the iron door and listened carefully for a while. After making sure that no one was nearby, he slowly pulled away the oil paper in his hand.
He only tore a small opening in the oil paper, and a black and white light came out from inside. When he completely tore the oil paper open, an intoxicating fragrance filled the cell.
After the black and white light converged for a while, two black and white leaves arranged neatly inside were revealed, which were the two leaves he tore off from the main stem of the Grass of Life and Death.
Ye Fan raised his fingers and gently touched the leaves of the Grass of Life and Death, his eyes full of anticipation.
"The entire Grass of Life and Death was swallowed by Mr. Liu, and now only these two leaves are left. I hope I can hide it from the enemy!" Think carefully in your mind about how to use the blades of the Grass of Life and Death, and analyze every possible detail.
After considering all the steps, Ye Fan closed his eyes and put the leaves of the Grass of Life and Death into his mouth.
Then, Ye Fan suddenly knocked on the thick iron door and shouted: "I committed suicide. Eighteen years later, I am a good man again!"
Just after saying these words, after swallowing the grass of life and death, Ye Fan felt that his whole body suddenly felt sore and weak, and his consciousness blurred for a while. He stood up and fell straight to the ground.
He wanted to struggle to climb onto the stone bed, but at this time his hands and feet were weak and his whole body was extremely sore.
"Damn it, the medicinal effect of swallowing the leaves of the Grass of Life and Death is too powerful!" Ye Fan smiled bitterly, but gave up the idea of climbing up the stone bed, lying on the ground and shouted: "Eighteen years later, it's
A good man is a good man..."
After screaming for a while, he heard the sound of sparse footsteps. Ye Fan breathed a sigh of relief and murmured: "I am using the technique of a quasi-medicine god to cheat death. There should be no problem."
bring it on!"
After thinking of this, Ye Fan felt a strong soreness all over his body, and his head became heavier and heavier. He stayed like this for a while, and suddenly his vision went dark and he fell into darkness.
And just when Ye Fan was pretending to die, in a palace on Jiuxing Island.
Inside this palace, there is a very secret dark room.
"Third Master, have you really decided to take action?"
A burly silver-faced man, wearing a set of silver-white armor, looked at the figure on the throne in the dark room like a cold light, with a hint of solemnity flashing in his eyes.
Dark room, superior throne.
Huangfu Qingming, who was wearing a purple-patterned robe, looked at a jade pendant in his hand. He stared at it for about ten minutes before he sighed, slowly raised his head, looked at the silver-faced man below and said: "
Mo Han, how many years have your family been members of our Huangfu family?"
Leng Mohan didn't think at all and blurted out: "If we count from our grandfather, it has been five hundred and sixty-three years. From the time when the second master was the eldest son of the Huangfu family, our grandfather was the second master's personal bodyguard.
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"Five hundred and sixty-three years, such a long time..." Huangfu Qingming's face showed a trace of memories: "I still remember when my second brother took me, you, and York, Shi
There are about ten brothers including Nubi. They have been brothers and sisters since childhood, grew up together, fought together, and fought together to conquer the world.
Everyone in the world knows that Huangfu Qingming and his second brother have completely turned against each other, but they don’t know that all of this was arranged by the second brother in advance. Without his arrangement, we in the Huangfu family would not be able to do anything.
How could we achieve what we have today?"
"The second master, with his natural appearance, was originally the most suitable talent for the Huangfu family. Unfortunately, God was jealous of the talents and allowed the second master to die in a foreign battle. Otherwise, how could the Huangfu family let those people have the final say?" Recalling the past.
During the years of fighting, Leng Mohan did not show a trace of longing.
Unfortunately, after the second master died unexpectedly, all the brothers who were as close as brothers were framed one by one.
Otherwise, the Huangfu family today would definitely be in a completely new situation.
"After so many years, those people have probably completely forgotten this matter. It's a pity that fate has its way. There are some things that no one can escape." When Huangfu Qingming said this, he let out a faint sigh:
"Mo Han, you were once my second brother's most capable assistant. Over the years, you have lived up to my second brother's expectations of you. You being able to take charge of the family's Silver Saint Guard is really something I could not have imagined."
"Everything I have is given by the Second Master and the Third Master." Leng Mohan did not have the slightest hint of arrogance, and said with a very respectful expression: "If it were not for the Second Master and the Third Master, I am afraid that I would have died a long time ago.