After eating and washing the dishes, Ye Fan watched Tang Ruoxue go back to his room to rest, and then he quietly walked into his bedroom.
Almost as soon as he closed the door with a backhand, Ye Fan groaned and fell straight to the ground.
By using medicine as a martial art and forcibly improving his cultivation level to kill the great elder and the others, Ye Fan's body had already been severely damaged.
When it was time to rest and treat his injuries, he didn't want Tang Ruoxue to be as disappointed as last time, so he suppressed his injuries and had dinner with Tang Ruoxue.
Now that the suppression is to the limit, Ye Fan can no longer bear the impact.
Ye Fan, who fell to the ground, felt a sharp pain in his body. Blood gushed out from his mouth and nose. He felt as if he was about to die.
Ye Fan gritted his teeth and ran the "Tai Chi Sutra" in an attempt to repair his injuries, but unfortunately his thoughts were always washed away by the severe pain.
Ye Fan tried again and again, but failed again and again, and the pain spread throughout his body.
Ye Fan felt reluctant at the thought of dying, but then he felt relieved.
He was originally an orphan who had changed hands several times. He had endured more ups and downs in more than 20 years than an ordinary person would in a lifetime. After becoming his son-in-law, he felt that he was just a part of the world.
However, this year, my life has been extremely exciting. I have seen a lot of worlds that I have never seen before. Now that I die, I have no regrets.
Thinking of this, Ye Fan calmed down a lot and "Tai Chi Sutra" started to work again.
This time, he successfully completed a small week.
"Um--"
After a burst of severe pain, Ye Fan felt his head swelled again, and then his body experienced abnormal changes.
His blood vessels were heating up uncontrollably, and then his whole body was boiling hot. He felt that all the cells in his body were running, attacking every acupuncture point in his body.
The bones also crackled.
Ye Fan thought it was time to leave this world.
He didn't want to disturb Tang Ruoxue in the next room, or disturb her sleep before dying, so he endured the physical pain.
Ye Fan bit his lip, waiting for the moment when his life would end.
His body simply became a battlefield, with countless amounts of heat boiling and flowing, as if soldiers and horses were fighting and charging into battle.
Another mouthful of blood spurted out, and Ye Fan felt more comfortable than ever before.
All cells, nerves, blood vessels and bones are filled with vitality and life in an instant.
"boom--"
As a ball of flame exploded in his dantian, Ye Fan opened his eyes, his eyes bright and clear.
"not dead?"
Ye Fan, who was lying on the ground, touched his head in surprise and found that he was still alive. He was both happy and confused.
His body felt fuller than ever before, and his mind was exceptionally clear, especially his eyes, which were indescribably bright.
He stared straight out of the window, feeling that his gaze penetrated the atmosphere, and the image of the moon reflected in his mind...
Ye Fan was startled and thought he was hallucinating.
Then he tried to exercise, and found that his whole body was unobstructed, and his meridians expanded by another three points, giving him a steady stream of strength.
Ye Fan shouted in surprise:
"The pinnacle of the earth realm?"
He broke through and reached the pinnacle of his dream.
Ye Fan was about to struggle, but he fell back to the ground with a plop, his head tilted and he passed out...
The next morning, Ye Fan woke up and found that he was still lying on the floor.
His whole body was cold, his clothes were stained with blood, and he looked extremely miserable.
However, Ye Fan didn't pay attention. He was talking about breaking through to the peak of the realm, and got up hurriedly to practice to see if it was a dream or reality.
Soon, Ye Fan was overjoyed. Breaking through to the top of the realm was no longer a dream. He had really reached that realm.
Apparently, his battle with Tianshe Qipao stimulated his potential by incorporating medicine into martial arts, and he finally reached the peak of the Earth Realm by accident.
This is a blessing in disguise after a narrow escape.
Ye Fan was very happy, got up to take a shower, changed a set of clothes, and then went out like a whirlwind:
"Ruoxue, Ruoxue..."
He wanted to share the good news with Tang Ruoxue, but he rushed to the hall but no one was there.
Ye Fan searched around the house. There were no women in the kitchen, back garden, or terrace. Tang Qi and Tang Dong also lost traces.
Ye Fan's eyelids jumped and he took out his mobile phone to make a call, only to find that Tang Ruoxue and the others had all turned off their phones.
"Ruoxue, Ruoxue!"
Ye Fan's heart sank. He was worried that something might happen to Tang Ruoxue. He was about to go out to ask the disciples of the Martial Alliance when he saw a person coming to the door.
He was also carrying a vegetable basket in his hand, which was filled with many fresh vegetables.
Ye Fan was stunned: "Uncle Dong, why are you here?"
Ye Zhendong.
"Miss Tang has left."
Ye Zhendong looked at Ye Fan and answered the question: "Too many things have happened these days, and she wants to be alone for a few days to digest it."
"Don't ask her where she is going, and don't go around looking for her. She will come back to you when she calms down."
He tilted his head slightly: "There is also her handwritten letter in the refrigerator. The reason why I didn't give you a call or message is because I was worried that you wouldn't let go."
"left?"
Ye Fan was shocked when he heard this, but felt much relieved. Tang Ruoxue left a message to himself to prove that they were not kidnapped by bad guys.
Then he ran to the refrigerator and found the letter. Sure enough, it was written by Tang Ruoxue, and it was just as Ye Zhendong said.
After experiencing so many things, Tang Ruoxue felt that her heart was in chaos. She was unable to bear and digest the conflicts of these days.
At the same time, she was also worried that her stay would bring more trouble to Ye Fan, so she had to leave Ye Fan to be alone for a few days.
She didn't want Ye Fan to go find her for the time being. Once she settled down and was in a better mood, she would let Ye Fan go over and reunite with her.
"This woman..."
Although Ye Fan felt very regretful, it was rare to spend a few warm and cozy days with a woman, but in the end he ran away to be alone again.
But seeing that she was okay, he no longer struggled. Over the past year, he had become more or less used to the separation and reunification of the two of them.
Ye Fan calmed down his emotions and looked at Ye Zhendong: "Uncle Dong, why are you here?"
"The Nine People pushed me up and became the Governor of the Sixteenth Department in Yetang. I came to Hou Men to handle the matter."
Ye Zhendong smiled gently: "Besides, Tianshe Qipao and Heizawa Ying sneaked in to kill Qin Wuji. This matter always needs to be investigated."
"I think I'll come over and see you if I still have some time."
"I happened to see Miss Tang and the others leaving, so I chatted for a few words, and then bought you some food to make a meal."
"After all, there won't be many days when our uncle and nephew can have dinner together."
He looked at Ye Fan with a doting look on his face, then walked into the kitchen with a vegetable basket and started making lunch slowly.
Ye Fan followed with a smile: "It seems that my recommendation is correct. Uncle Dong is the most suitable candidate for the Sixteenth Department."
"This is also an opportunity to rise again and let Ye Tang know that the murderer king will always be the murderer king."
He added: "I was worried that you would refuse."
"At this age, Uncle Dong no longer cares about making a comeback."
Ye Zhendong washed the vegetables with a smile: "Twenty years of wasted time, I have seen through the bleakness of the world, and I also look down on fame and wealth."
"I took over the Sixteenth Department just to give you a little more leverage so that you can get back what belongs to you."
His eyes became sharper: "What's yours will always be yours!"
Ye Fan, who was picking up a cucumber to wash, was stunned: "Uncle Dong, what are you talking about, why can't I understand?"
"Nothing, I just want to chat."
Ye Zhendong calmed down his momentum, and then changed the topic: "When will Qin Wuji come to you for something important?"
"Yes, a little personal matter."
Ye Fan didn't tell anyone about his illness. After all, it was Qin Wuji's privacy: "In the end, before the matter was resolved, he was blocked by the Seven Robes of Tianshe."
"Private matters? Besides seeking medical treatment from you, what other personal matters does he have?"
Ye Zhendong smiled faintly: "It's just that there are many famous doctors at home and abroad around him."
"It's really a medical treatment."
Seeing Ye Zhendong guess it, Ye Fan smiled:
"He can't sleep recently, and many doctors can't treat him well, so he wants to see me for a look. He is a dead horse and a living doctor."
He also thought about one day going to Qin Wuji and solving his illness. After all, he had a good impression of the old man.
Ye Zhendong took the cucumber in Ye Fan's hand and peeled it: "Just see a doctor. Why doesn't he let the bodyguard follow?"
Ye Fan smiled: "It's a private matter, I guess he doesn't want too many people to hear it."
"He has seen doctors 108 times in the past ten years, and 19 times in the past year, and he has never been worried about anyone knowing about his condition."
Ye Zhendong sighed softly: "Why are you afraid that the secret will be spread this time and the twenty-four guards will stop following you?"
"Who knows what Mr. Qin thinks..."
Ye Fan responded casually, and then trembled.
He looked at Ye Zhendong in disbelief and shouted in shock:
"Uncle Dong, you wouldn't say that he borrowed a knife to kill me, right?"
