Ye Fan felt a huge heat and force hit his body and limbs.
It felt like a flood broke through the embankment and poured into a thousand miles.
The tendons, veins, bones, and blood on the body were all boiling.
But this time, it was not as comfortable as before.
The gentle breeze and drizzle turned into storm, which brought Ye Fan an indescribable pain.
He felt his blood was being activated.
He felt his muscles being reshaped.
He felt his tendons and veins were being expanded.
It felt like a mountain weed was pulled out, pits were filled, and mountain roads were shoveled.
The plants and trees on the mountain grow vigorously, and the paths on the mountain become prosperous. In short, Ye Fan feels that his body has been rebuilt.
He knew it was an opportunity to improve himself, but he also knew it was a crisis.
If he could digest the power overflowing from his left arm, his martial arts and dragon-slaying techniques would all rise to the next level.
But if he can't digest this impact, he will go crazy tonight at the least, and die on the spot at the worst.
Thinking of this, Ye Fan immediately bit his lip and started to digest the Tai Chi Sutra.
A stream of hot stream was introduced into his limbs!
He washed away the veins and veins!
A stream of power was poured into his dantian!
Ye Fan tried his best to digest this opportunity.
But this impact was too fierce, and it was too difficult for Ye Fan, who was in the Xuan Realm to withstand it.
His dantian is now a small lake, and he can't pretend to be so many floods at the moment.
Although the operation of the Tai Chi Sutra can be digested and transfer the excess floods to other places, it takes some time to buffer.
So Ye Fan's mind soon became hot and his consciousness became blurred.
Fortunately, the "Tai Chi Sutra" started is constantly running, which relieves Ye Fan's pressure to the greatest extent.
Otherwise, Ye Fan would probably have gone astray now.
Even so, Ye Fan, whose eyes were closed, also groaned: "Ahhhh--"
"Mr. Ye, what's wrong?"
After hearing the movement, Wang Qingwu took a shower, put on her clothes, opened the bathroom door and walked out.
The scene in front of her immediately surprised her, and her pretty face became red invisibly.
In his vision, Ye Fan grabbed the stockings she took off and put them in his hand to play with, looking intoxicated.
Ye Fan even seemed to have some bloodstains in his mouth and nose.
Wang Qingwu's face turned red like an apple, and she didn't seem to expect Ye Fan to have such a hobby.
Then she was very worried, should she go out?
Going out will embarrass Ye Fan.
If someone comes in and asks to have a meal, it will be even more embarrassing to meet you if you don’t go out.
After thinking for a while, Wang Qingwu coughed a few times, wiped his head and made a sound:
"Mr. Ye, I've finished washing. Do you want to go in and wash?"
"There are many Wang family members who have similar figures to you here. I can ask them to change the clothes for you."
Wang Qingwu lowered his head and wiped his head, pretending that he didn't see Ye Fan's actions, and wanted to give him time to put away what he did.
But Ye Fan did not respond to her, and she was still breathing rapidly, yeah, yeah.
Wang Qingwu was slightly stunned, subconsciously looked up and looked at Ye Fan up close.
Only then did she realize that Ye Fan was not intoxicated and comfortable, but was a look of pain and struggle.
He didn't play with his stockings in his hand, but he just hung them on his fingers and didn't fall off.
"Mr. Ye, Mr. Ye, what's wrong with you?"
Wang Qingwu smelled something wrong and took a towel to check Ye Fan.
Feeling Wang Qingwu's shouting, Ye Fan's painful expression slowed down, as if he had become more conscious.
Wang Qingwu shouted again: "Mr. Ye, what's wrong with you?"
Ye Fan looked up in the sound.
The next moment, Wang Qingwu clearly saw that the painful expression completely disappeared from Ye Fan's face.
Instead, it is burning, the kind of heat that can be burned into the bones.
Then, in her surprised expression, Ye Fan suddenly stretched out his hand and pulled her over rudely.
"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 shook for a moment, and she wanted to struggle but couldn't fight.
She wanted to shout that something was wrong and wanted the Wang clan 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 from Wang Qingwu's hand and hugged Wang Qingwu's slim waist.
He also pressed the woman down.
The speed of the technique and the great force cannot allow Wang Qingwu to make any obstacles.
Then, Ye Fan lowered his head and kissed Wang Qingwu in the mouth.
"Mr. Ye...Mr. Ye, what are you going to do?"
Faced with the sudden change, Wang Qingwu's whole body was stiff at first, and then she struggled desperately.
He blocked Ye Fan's mouth with his palm as soon as possible.
She didn't know what happened to Ye Fan, but she knew that Ye Fan was going to invade her.
She could smell the rapid breathing.
She subconsciously turned her head and shouted in panic: "Ye Fan, I am Qingwu, don't do this..."
She never denies that she likes Ye Fan, and her greatest wish was to marry Ye Fan.
Even if Ye Fan and Song Hongyan are engaged, she will never have a chance in her life, and there will be a shadow of Ye Fan in her heart.
She is willing to do everything for Ye Fan, even if she dies for Ye Fan.
But Wang Qingwu didn't want to get Ye Fan like this.
This will not only break the relationship between them, but will also cause harm to Song Hongyan.
Ye Fan, who is affectionate and righteous, will be even more troubled by this.
Wang Qingwu doesn't want Ye Fan to be embarrassed.
"No...Ye Fan, don't do this!"
Wang Qingwu bit her teeth and knocked her head towards Ye Fan's head.
With a bang, Ye Fan's head swayed, and there was a hint of redness and swelling, and his movements were stagnant.
But Ye Fan quickly resumed his movements, tore open the woman's top, and then suddenly lowered his head.
At this time, Ye Fan had been completely swallowed by a ball of flame and completely turned into another self...
"Mr. Ye, Sister Qingwu, I'm here, let's see who else is here?"
At this moment, a sound of footsteps sounded outside the door, and then Zheng Junqing's voice came quickly:
"Elder Yuan is here too."
"She not only showed enemies on the rooftop three kilometers away, but also killed six powerful enemies."
Zheng Junqing, who heard that Ye Fan and Wang Qingwu were attacked, rushed to Cai Qingqing's mansion as soon as possible.
In addition to his concern about Ye Fan and Wang Qingwu, he also felt that Ye Fan was safer around him.
Who knows if the enemy will attack Wang Qingwu after attacking him or her?
When he arrived at the door of the mansion, he happened to meet Yuan Qingyi, who was stained with blood on his body and went to the Wumeng to find Ye Fan.
So he brought 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 pretty face changed.
She never had a clue in the door that was closed.
Wang Qingwu was in disheveled clothes and Ye Fan's out of control.
This is very similar to the situation when she was so obsessed with being rescued by Ye Fan.
"Swoosh!"
Yuan Qingyi flashed and rushed into the room like a sharp arrow.
She even slapped her backhand and closed the door again, isolating Zheng Junqing and others.
Then she moved to the sand and grabbed Ye Fan's shoulder without hesitation:
"Mr. Ye..."
"careful!"
When Yuan Qingyi approached Ye Fan and wanted to grab his shoulder, Wang Qingwu's eyes turned cold when she saw Ye Fan.
She subconsciously squeezed out two words to warn her.
But it still makes no sense, Ye Fan turned his head slightly.
The left hand was lightly shot out.
With a bang, the two palms collided.
Ye Fan's body was just shaken, and he slightly relaxed and danced.
Yuan Qingyi groaned and fell straight and flew out.
Her eyes showed endless shock. When did Ye Fan's skills become so powerful?
Facing your eight success powers, there is no pressure at all.
But before she could react, Ye Fan bounced up from Wang Qingwu and rushed towards Yuan Qingyi.
It seems that Yuan Qingyi has characteristics that are more attractive to him than Wang Qingwu.
"call!"
Feeling Ye Fan's ferocity and knowing that Ye Fan must be stopped, Yuan Qingyi roared and sent a sudden letter with his palms.
Ten successes!
"Bang!"
The two palms hit hard.
With a loud bang, the paintings and decorations around were all shattered.
The coffee table between the two also shattered, turning into a pile of fragments.
Yuan Qingyi's body shook, and she fell out again, hitting the wall before stopping.
A trace of blood flowed from the corner of her mouth.
"Um!"
Ye Fan also groaned and fell back to the sand.
Then he spit out a mouthful of blood and fell on Wang Qingwu, leaving no sound.
Yuan Qingyi and Wang Qingwu shouted almost at the same time: