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Chapter 5672

In the past three hundred years, she had thought about ending her life countless times, but when she thought of her father's own life in exchange for her immortality, she had no choice but to give up the idea of ​​suicide.

After all, she knew in her heart that her father's biggest wish before his death was to keep herself alive.

He hopes that his precious daughter will live a long life. Even a long life is not enough. Five hundred years is the best.

But his own life was forever fixed at the age of forty-one.

Because of this, Lin Wan'er gritted her teeth and persevered on the verge of collapse countless times.

However, her heart has already been tortured and devastated by immortality.

Ye Chen did feel sorry for the little girl in front of him, even though she was almost four hundred years old.

At this time, Lin Wan'er let out a long sigh, choked with red eyes and said: "Thank you, Master, for your love."

After saying that, Lin Wan'er added: "The slave family has investigated the past of the young master and knows that the young master also has a deep hatred for Po Qinghui. If the young master is willing, from today on, the slave family is willing to do its best to help the young master kill Wu Feiyan. At that time, the slave family will also

Can I end my three hundred years of escape and live a normal life?"

Ye Chen nodded lightly and said firmly: "Miss Lin, don't worry, Po Qing will kill my parents, and he has repeatedly tried to kill my grandparents and the whole family. I will make Wu Feiyan pay for this revenge with blood!"

After saying that, Ye Chen said with some dejection: "It's just that Wu Feiyan must be very powerful. If nothing else, Xu Changqing cursed the British Master for being cruel when he blew himself up. I think the powerful energy from his self-destruction was all left by the British Master.

The means alone are beyond my reach, not to mention that she has lived more than three hundred years longer than me and has much more experience than me in all aspects. I am not yet sure whether I can beat her."

Lin Wan'er comforted: "Young master, don't be depressed. Although Wu Feiyan lived more than three hundred years longer than you, she definitely doesn't have the same opportunities as him;"

"What's more, the Nu family had made a divination in order to find the whereabouts of the young master. The divination image of the young master was a dragon entering the sea. From this point of view, the young master must be the destiny of the dragon. This is something Wu Feiyan could not catch up with even if he lived for a thousand more years;

""So, even if the young master is not Wu Feiyan's opponent now, given time, the young master will definitely be able to surpass her!"

Ye Chen sighed: "I don't know how many years it will be."

Lin Wan'er looked at Ye Chen and said solemnly: "No matter how many years it takes, the slave family believes that the master will be able to kill his enemies with his own hands, and the slave family's only wish is to see that day come in his lifetime!"

Ye Chen raised his right hand with some difficulty, looked at the ring on his finger, and said with a self-deprecating smile: "If Wu Feiyan doesn't get this ring, she will only have a hundred years left to live. In these hundred years

, if I can’t kill her, she will die of old age.”

Lin Wan'er smiled and said: "Young master, there is no need to be under too much pressure. It is not unacceptable for Wu Feiyan to die of old age. After all, whoever lives longer is the real winner."

Ye Chen shook his head and said with piercing eyes: "No! If Wu Feiyan is allowed to die of old age naturally, it will be too easy for her! I must kill her with my own hands!"

As he spoke, he suddenly remembered something and blurted out: "By the way, when Xu Changqing blew himself up just now, I saw a woman hiding nearby. The woman had been hiding her whereabouts before, but her aura was exposed at the last moment. She had spiritual energy on her body, so she should be too.

A monk, maybe another count from the Po Qing Society, and she is ten feet away from the center of the explosion, so she might still be alive!"

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