"No matter how strong the real world is, there are still limitations. If you don't cross the ninth grade, you have a large number of powerful people and excellent disciples. If you choose some Jiupin martial arts practitioners to fight her, she will be defeated and retreat, which is her last choice."

The voice of the devil rang out in ye Ziheng's mind. Ye Ziheng's eyes, which had shown a glimmer of brilliance, were dimmed instantly.

"What's more, she seems to have spent a lot of time in the cult. If it's really for your own good, she won't tell you anything, and she will have the heart to attack you hard?"

After a long silence, he lay down on the quilt.

"Ziheng, you..."

"I'm sleepy."

Without waiting for Lin ya to say more, ye Ziheng said.

Seeing ye Ziheng's appearance, Lin Ya didn't dare to say anything, so he nodded in silence and sat quietly on the bench.

……

After a period of time, ye Ziheng has been lying in the hospital bed.

He was a warrior in the real world. He didn't need to eat, drink or even rest. During the days when he was lying in bed, all the real people of the Wudao Alliance came to see him, almost all comforting him. Ye Ziheng always showed a smile and nodded to them. But as soon as they left, they continued to return to the state of despondency.

A whole month later, ye Ziheng seemed to be tired of this life. He stood up, put on his clean clothes and went out.

"Master Ye."

The two people at the door saw ye Ziheng, who had been bedridden for a month, suddenly changed into a clean dress and came out. They were also stunned. This was the first time they saw ye Ziheng in such a clean dress up in this month.

"Is the Lord in the gate? I have something to look for. "

The disciple shook his head.

"No, it's not. The Lord has gone to Xingchen mountain. It seems that he wants to discuss with other real elders."

Ye Ziheng frowns and says again.

"Is Qin there?"

"Mr. Qin? Are you asking my grandfather

Ye Ziheng nodded.

"My grandfather is there, just beyond the lake in the back mountain."

"Well, I see."

Ye Ziheng said, and then walked toward the lake behind the mountain. But just out of two steps, ye Ziheng is suddenly called to stop.

"Ye, master Ye."

Ye Ziheng slowly turned around and looked at the two disciples.

"Well, I hope elder ye can recover soon, lead us, lead the alliance of martial arts and Taoism, and defeat the cult."

After listening to the disciple's words, ye Ziheng could not help feeling sarcastic, but he did not show it. Then he showed a faint smile and nodded.

"Don't worry, I'm fine."

With that, he turned and left.

After walking for a few minutes, ye Ziheng came to the lake behind the tianxingmen gate and saw Qin Han sitting there fishing.

Ye Ziheng walked past, but not close, Qin Han then waved, took out the fishing rod and small stool, and put it there.

"Come on, sit down if you want."

Ye Ziheng took a look at the small stool and did not say anything more. He picked up the fishing rod above and sat down.

"How can I suddenly think of looking for my husband?"

"I want to go home."

"Go home. Well, it's time to go home. I haven't seen my parents for some time."

"No, I don't mean to go home and have a look, but..."

Speaking of this, Ye Zi Heng pauses, finally takes a deep breath and says.

"It's going home. I don't go back here. I don't want to use martial arts."

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