Ye Fan felt a huge wave of heat and strength impacting his body and limbs.
It felt like a flood bursting through the dam and gushing thousands of miles.
The muscles and veins in the body, the bones in the body, and the blood in the body are all boiling.
But this time, it was not as comfortable as before.
The gentle drizzle turned into a violent storm, causing Ye Fan unspeakable pain.
He felt that his blood was being activated.
He felt his muscles being reshaped.
He felt that his muscles were being expanded.
It feels like the weeds on a mountain have been pulled out, the potholes have been filled, and the mountain roads and trails have been leveled.
The grass and trees on the mountain grew vigorously, and the paths on the mountain turned into broad roads. In short, Ye Fan felt that his body was being rebuilt.
He knew this was an opportunity to improve himself, but he also knew it was a crisis.
If he can digest the power overflowing from his left arm, his martial arts and dragon-slaying skills will reach a higher level.
But if he can't digest this shock, he will go crazy tonight at best, or die suddenly on the spot at worst.
Thinking of this, Ye Fan immediately bit his lip and picked up the "Tai Chi Sutra" to digest it.
Waves of heat were introduced into his limbs!
Waves of hot blood washed through his veins!
Wave after wave of power was poured into his Dantian!
Ye Fan went all out to digest this opportunity.
It's just that this impact was too fierce, and it was too difficult for Ye Fan, who was in the mysterious realm, to withstand it.
His Dantian is now a small lake, which cannot hold so much flood water at once.
Although the running "Tai Chi Sutra" can digest and transfer the excess flood to other places, it needs some time to buffer.
So Ye Fan's brain quickly became hot and his consciousness became blurred.
Fortunately, the "Tai Chi Sutra" that was activated continued to circulate, relieving Ye Fan's pressure to the greatest extent.
Otherwise, Ye Fan would probably have gone crazy by now.
Even so, Ye Fan, who had his eyes closed tightly, groaned: "Ahhhh--"
"Master Ye, what's wrong?"
Wang Qingwu, who heard the noise, finished taking a shower, got dressed, opened the bathroom door and walked out.
The scene before her eyes immediately shocked her, and her pretty face turned red invisibly.
In the field of vision, Ye Fan grabbed the stockings that she had taken off and played with them in his hands, looking intoxicated.
Even Ye Fan's mouth and nose seemed to have some blood stains.
Wang Qingwu's face turned as red as an apple, as if she didn't expect Mark to have such a hobby.
Then she was very confused, should she go out?
Walking out would make Ye Fan embarrassed.
If you don’t go out later, it will be even more embarrassing if someone comes in and asks you to eat.
After thinking for a while, Wang Qingwu coughed a few times, wiped his hair and said:
"Master Ye, I've finished washing, do you want to go in and wash yourself?"
"There are many Wangs here who have a similar figure to yours. I can ask them to give you a change of clothes."
Wang Qingwu lowered her head and wiped her hair, pretending not to notice Ye Fan's behavior and wanting to give him time to put away what he had done.
But Ye Fan didn't respond to her, he was still breathing rapidly, um uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh.
Wang Qingwu was slightly startled, then subconsciously raised her head and looked at Ye Fan closely.
Only then did she realize that Ye Fan was not in a state of intoxication and comfort, but had an expression of pain and struggle.
He didn't play with his stockings in his hands, they just hung on his fingers without falling off.
"Master Ye, Master Ye, what's wrong with you?"
Wang Qingwu smelled something wrong and stepped forward with a towel to check on Ye Fan.
Feeling Wang Qingwu's shouting, Ye Fan's pained expression softened, and he seemed to have a little more consciousness.
Wang Qingwu whispered again: "Master Ye, how are you?"
Ye Fan raised his head following the sound.
The next moment, Wang Qingwu clearly saw that the painful expression completely disappeared from Ye Fan's face.
It was replaced by blazing heat, the kind of blazing heat that could burn to the very core.
Then, in her surprised expression, Ye Fan suddenly stretched out his hand and roughly pulled her over.
"ah!"
Wang Qingwu exclaimed: "Ye Fan!"
Seeing Ye Fan's red face and rough movements, Wang Qingwu knew something was wrong with Ye Fan.
Her body trembled, and she tried to struggle but found that she couldn't resist.
She wanted to shout that something was wrong and that the Wang clan would come to help.
But there was no time to make a sound, Ye Fan hugged Wang Qingwu into his arms.
Then he tore off the towel in Wang Qingwu's hand and hugged Wang Qingwu's waist.
He also pressed the woman down.
The technique is so fast and the force is so powerful that Wang Qingwu cannot stop her in any way.
Then, Ye Fan lowered his head and kissed Wang Qingwu on the mouth.
"Master Ye...Master Ye, what are you going to do?"
Faced with the sudden change, Wang Qingwu froze first, and then struggled desperately.
Immediately, he blocked Ye Fan's mouth with his palm.
She didn't know what happened to Ye Fan, but she knew that Ye Fan wanted to violate her.
She could smell the rapid breathing.
She turned her head subconsciously and shouted in panic: "Ye Fan, I am Qing Wu, don't do this..."
She never denied that she liked Ye Fan, and her biggest wish was to marry Ye Fan.
Even if Ye Fan gets engaged to Song Hongyan, she has no chance in this life, but the shadow of Ye Fan still remains in her heart.
She is willing to do everything for Mark, even if she dies for Mark.
But Wang Qingwu didn't want to get Ye Fan like this.
This will not only break the relationship between the two of them, but also cause harm to Song Hongyan.
Ye Fan, who is affectionate and righteous, will be even more troubled by this.
Wang Qingwu didn't want Ye Fan to be in trouble.
"Don't... Mark, don't do this!"
Wang Qingwu bit her teeth and knocked her head against Mark's head.
With a bang, Ye Fan's head shook, a trace of redness and swelling appeared, and his movements stagnated.
But Ye Fan quickly resumed his actions, tore off the woman's top, and then lowered his head suddenly.
At this time, Ye Fan had been completely swallowed up by a ball of flames and completely transformed into another self...
"Master Ye, sister Qingwu, I'm here, let's see who else comes?"
At this moment, there was a sound of footsteps outside the door, and then Zheng Junqing's voice came quickly:
"Elder Yuan is here too."
"Not only did she find the enemy on the rooftop three kilometers away, she also killed six tyrannical enemies."
Zheng Junqing, who heard that Ye Fan and Wang Qingwu were attacked, rushed to Cai Qingqing's residence as soon as possible.
In addition to his concern for Ye Fan and Wang Qingwu's situation, he also felt that Ye Fan was safer around him.
Who knows if the enemy will attack Zheng Junqing after attacking Wang Qingwu?
When he came to the door of the mansion, he happened to meet Yuan Qingyi, who was stained with blood and went to the Martial Alliance to find Ye Fan.
So he took Yuan Qingyi to find Ye Fan.
"Elder Yuan said that this group of enemies is very powerful..."
Before Zheng Junqing finished speaking, Yuan Qingyi's face changed.
She found clues from the crack in the door that was not closed.
Wang Qingwu's disheveled clothes and Ye Fan's loss of control.
This is very similar to the situation when she went crazy and was saved by Ye Fan.
"Whoosh!"
Yuan Qingyi's figure flashed and rushed into the room like a sharp arrow.
She also slapped her backhand to close the door again, isolating Zheng Junqing and others.
Then she moved to the sofa and grabbed Ye Fan's shoulder without hesitation:
"Young Master Ye..."
"careful!"
When Yuan Qingyi approached Ye Fan to grab his shoulder, Wang Qingwu saw Ye Fan's eyes turned cold.
She subconsciously squeezed out two words of warning.
But it still made no sense, Ye Fan turned his head slightly.
The left hand shot out lightly.
There was a bang, and the two palms touched each other.
Ye Fan's body just shook, and he relaxed slightly and danced.
Yuan Qingyi groaned and fell straight out.
Her eyes showed endless shock. When did Ye Fan's skills become so powerful?
Facing my own eight successes, there is no pressure at all.
But before she could react, Ye Fan bounced off Wang Qingwu and rushed towards Yuan Qingyi.
It seems that Yuan Qingyi has qualities that attract him more than Wang Qingwu.
"call!"
Feeling Ye Fan's ferocity and knowing that Ye Fan must be restrained, Yuan Qingyi roared and sealed his palms fiercely.
Great success!
"Bang!"
The two palms collided hard.
There was a loud bang, and all the paintings and decorations around him were shattered.
The coffee table between the two of them also shattered into pieces, turning into a pile of pieces that flew around.
Yuan Qingyi's body shook, and she fell out again, hitting the wall hard before coming to a stop.
A trace of blood flowed from the corner of her mouth.
"Um!"
Ye Fan also groaned and fell back on the sofa.
Then he spat out a mouthful of blood and fell onto Wang Qingwu, making no sound.
Yuan Qingyi and Wang Qingwu shouted almost at the same time:
