After all, the people from the Seven Pavilions of Kunlun left. Once they left, they would never return. With such serious injuries, they would definitely die all the way here. Even if someone rescued them, they would not be able to survive.
If you search down the stream, you will at most find a floating corpse in a certain village.
Gu Ling'er was heartbroken. Li Shanshan, Liu Qing and others sighed secretly and regretted it. It was a pity.
This Mo Fan is like a meteor streaking across the horizon. Before the sky lights up, he has already fallen.
And his contemporaries are still leading the way. It's hard to imagine how terrible it would be for such a person to survive until the end.
Perhaps, it should be Yin Yang Gui Ji next moment, or someone at the level of Tianzong's Holy Son?
However, there is no if...
In this world, there are too many geniuses who have died prematurely, and it is regrettable. Gu Zhengan regretted the death of Chen Fan, but it did not take a year or two for him to forget it. At this moment, Chen Fan is still alone.
The man was tied up in this abandoned villa.
Considering the level of devastation of this villa, no one will pass by here in another year, leaving Chen Fan with nothing but despair.
Do you regret it? In this line of work, although Chen Fan only wants to have a perfect Taoist heart, he has no regrets. Life is like a play, and he is just willing to accept defeat.
Night gradually fell again, the entire night sky was like water, and it was extremely quiet.
In this extraordinarily quiet time, it is easier for a person to think about his or her own life.
Chen Fan couldn't move, he was tied to death on this bed. Only some consciousness was still functioning in his mind, and the injuries on his body were gradually recovering. However, this was not good news, because Chen Fan was not yet an immortal in the Bigu Realm.
, if tied like this, Chen Fan will only starve to death on this bed.
How ironic is it that a generation of real people ended up like this?
Everything was quiet, and the night seemed very cool. In the distance, there was a sound of wolves mooing, and "croaking" was a few crows landing on the eaves. They chirped for a while, and after a while, they all flew away again.
Gone, gone away.
Suddenly, the villa became quiet again. Outside the villa, some extremely hungry wild wolves gathered around them. These were old, weak, sick and disabled wolves. One of the sick wolves was blind in one eye.
He just lingered at the entrance of this villa, breathing quietly.
His eyes glowed green from hunger, and he was in the same pitiable situation as Chen Fan.
But these wild wolves still dare not come in. The blood dripping at the door has a huge deterrent effect on these wild wolves. After all, it is the blood of real people. Even some beasts can feel the invincible threat.
It was not until late at night that these wolves left unwillingly. It was only now that Chen Fan, who was worried in the house, breathed a sigh of relief and fell into a deep sleep again.
After sleeping, Chen Fan's consciousness seemed a little blurry again. Chen Fan was extremely tired. His broken body could not tolerate any more tossing. Chen Fan once again fell into a deep sleep without consciousness. However, how long can such a day last?
?
Externally, Chen Fan has completely lost contact with the Kunlun Seven Pavilions. The "death" news has been sent back, and everyone in the Kunlun Seven Pavilions is shocked.
Although this Mo Fan is not the pillar of Kunlun Seven Pavilions, he has shown enough potential after Qingshou's battle. If he falls like this, it will be a huge loss to this sect.
The most chilling thing is that with Zhao He and others disappearing, Chen Fan is the only one who knows the clues.
If Chen Fan dies again, it means that Zhao He and others will never be found again.
This news was like a basin of cold water poured directly on the head of the Seven Pavilions of Kunlun, but the days continued, and the sixth pavilion of the Seven Pavilions of Kunlun began to mourn and express condolences for Chen Fan.
The entire palace of Prince Qing was already covered with white cloths. Some servants and maids were kneeling on the ground, weeping miserably. They had no sense of belonging to Mo Fan, and they didn't know whether they were mourning for Mo Fan or for their own future.
In the main hall, it was converted into a mourning hall, and a photo of the deceased was placed in the front.
Under the remains, there is a coffin, and inside the coffin is a tomb. Gu Zhengan passed around the white clothes. After the reception, he gave Chen Fan a stick of incense. He stood upright in front of the spiritual tablet and sighed, "What a pity, God is jealous."
Yingcai, this Mo Fan, left a little too early."
Gu Zhengan shook his head. Behind him, Li Shanshan and Liu Qing were silent.
This time, Mo Fan won the fourth place of Qingshou for them in one battle. Unfortunately, Mo Fan passed away in the blink of an eye. This was undoubtedly a huge blow to their hearts. Liu Qing said, "Brother Mo, it's a pity.
His talent should not only reach this point."
At this point, he couldn't say anything anymore and just shook his head.
Gu Ling'er next to him had already cried until his eyes were red and swollen, and he was speechless. Gu Zheng'an shook his head and said, "Take care of this place. After setting up the tomb, Prince Qing's Mansion can be vacated again."
Walking to the door of Prince Qing's Mansion, Gu Zheng'an turned around and glanced at the wooden plaque. He fell into silence for a while. Chen Fan was promoted by him with his innate strength, and he was promoted to Prince Qing. He originally wanted to devote all his efforts to it.
I gambled a future for the Sixth Pavilion, but unfortunately, everything failed.
Gu Zhengan walked out step by step.
And in the villa, it has been three days.
Chen Fan couldn't drink any water. He was a little dizzy and his lips turned white. He was tied to the bed and still couldn't move. After a moment of thought, Chen Fan's heart trembled slightly. A burst of golden light emitted from his body. Unfortunately,
, a dim black light also emerged from this spirit chain, and Chen Fan's golden light was suppressed.
Just like this, Chen Fan was able to breathe for a while, and then he recovered, "It still doesn't work, this soul chain is too cruel, with my current cultivation level, I can't break it, at least I have to break it."
Transform strength into cultivation."
"Damn, this idiot woman!" Chen Fan was desperate.
Isn't it better to kill yourself with a sword and let yourself die on this bed, leaving behind a pile of bones a hundred years later? No one will pass by in these barren mountains and ridges.
Who will save me? Chen Fan's lips were pale and he almost gave up the idea.
Because Chen Fan couldn't move, he couldn't recover from this injury properly. He could only let it heal bit by bit, but this was so slow that it could be ignored. Chen Fan's original hope was only based on one thing, that is
Reunite the shadow. The shadow is uncontrollable. As long as the shadow can be reunited, the chain can be broken.
But Chen Fan was desperate. In Chen Fan's current state, he couldn't even recover from his injuries. How could he recover his shadow? A man was tied up and couldn't move, and he couldn't do anything.
"Can we just lie here and wait to die?" Chen Fan was desperate, "No, there must be another way."
Chen Fan struggled hard, struggling all the way to his wrists, and his feet were dripping with blood, but he still couldn't get away. It was getting dark, and night fell again.
Chen Fan gave a bitter smile and lay on the bed, breathing heavily, that's all. He couldn't live for a few days anyway, so let's do it.
The news of his death was transmitted back to the mortal world.
In the apartment of the community, and outside the community, Gu Zheng'an, Gu Ling'er, Liu Qing and others put on secular clothes, but these clothes still looked a bit nondescript on them.
At the gate of this community, Gu Zhengan suddenly felt hesitant.
Although Chen Fan is dead, his family is still there. No matter what, this news must be sent back, but how should he open his mouth? Gu Zheng'an is extremely afraid of facing Chen Fan's family, even if he is a generation pavilion
Lord, so is it.
"Master, go ahead." Liu Qing sighed softly from behind.
"Hey..." Gu Zheng'an sighed. After all, sooner or later he had to take this step. He walked in and walked to the apartment in this community. Gu Zheng'an braved the courage and knocked on the door. The door opened.
, inside the door, an extremely beautiful woman was holding a girl in her arms. At this moment, the little girl was blinking at them with big innocent eyes, as cute as a porcelain doll.
Since Chen Fan cured Mo Xuan's leukemia, the yellow hair on Mo Xuan's head has also grown out, a layer of soft hair.
Looking at these two people, Gu Zheng'an sighed. No wonder he was the person Chen Fan wanted to protect with his life. Behind him, Gu Ling'er's eyes flickered slightly, and his look was extremely complicated.
Is this person Mo Fan’s wife?
"Ahem, my wife, Gu Zheng'an, there is something I need to inform Madam." Gu Zheng'an edited it and said nondescriptly, "My husband, Mo Fan, has passed away."
Zhou Tongying's face turned pale at a speed visible to the naked eye, her body swayed and she almost fell down.
"Mom, what's wrong with you?" Mo Xuan said loudly in panic.