Great Heaven Sovereign

The smile on Murong's soft face solidified instantly, but he still forced a smile and said:

"Brother Yang Fan, you..." Murong soft still wants to speak.

But Yang Fan was too lazy to listen to his nonsense:

"Shut up, it's no use talking more. Take your fiance and get out of my sight." Yang Fan said in a deep voice.

I don't want to waste a second on them.

Murong's eyes twinkled with tears and showed pity.

But Yang Fan has seen through it for a long time. All this is just a disguise. Such a woman is very scheming and has no feelings at all.

Otherwise, when his Dantian was abandoned and unconscious, he would not hook up with Yang Zheng. Now want to rely on a few tears to make Yang Fan repeat his mistakes?

No way.

"Yang Fan, you waste thing, you will regret it." Yang Zheng suddenly said, with more hatred in his eyes.

"Get out before I change my mind! Otherwise, I don't mind another life on my hand and reuniting your master and servant." Yang Fan said, simply and directly admit that he killed Liu Tao and others.

Yang Zheng was burning with anger and lingering hatred. But I could only bear it and slammed the door with a cold hum.

Murong gently looked at Yang Fan, with a cold face and a bite of silver teeth, and chased him out.

"Sail." Lin Lan came over and checked Yang Fan's body nervously. After confirming that Yang Fan was really all right, the worry on her face pushed down.

"Mother, don't worry. I've recovered now. Besides, I have a way to deal with your injury. We'll leave after we solve the Yang family's affairs." Yang Fan said, holding Lin Lan's hand.

"OK, I believe you." Lin Lan smiled, but her pale face still distressed Yang Fan.

.......

At night.

Yang's study.

"Father, that damned trash dares to hurt me. I am now the son of God. If he hurts me, he will hit you in the face." Yang Zheng knelt in the room and said with a sad face.

In front of him was a middle-aged man with a dignified face and a python robe.

This person is Yang Ye, the leader of Xuanling city and the king of Xuanling.

Yang ye turned around and looked at Yang Zheng crying on his face. He couldn't help but feel a kind of irritability in his heart.

He is the Xuanling king, and the whole Xuanling city is under his control.

His Eyeliner has told him everything that happened in Yang's family today. Of course, all he knew was what happened in front of the Palace during the day. He knew nothing about what happened after Yang Fan entered the back mountain.

"Do you think this king is disgusted? His elixir fields have been broken by Tianlei, which can hurt you?" Yang Ye said in a deep voice, almost questioning.

"No, father, Yang Fan doesn't know what method he used. His cultivation has been restored." Yang Zheng said.

He knew that once today passed, Yang Fan's accomplishments would spread all over Xuanling city. Instead of waiting in anxiety, it's better to confess directly.

"What?" Yang Ye raised his voice and stared at Yang Zheng with a dignified face:

"What you said is true, Yang Fan... Has really recovered his cultivation?" Yang Ye's eyes were frozen and shocked.

Yang Zheng trembled in his heart. What he was most afraid of was Yang Ye's reaction. If Yang Ye is not so excited, it proves that Yang Ye doesn't care about Yang Fan at all.

But now, Yang Ye's reaction really flustered him.

Even more, if you are deprived of your position as the son of the world, according to Yang Fan's temperament, it is definitely better to live than to die.

"Yes... It's true." Yang Zheng trembled and said, but he didn't mention a word about his war with Yang Fan.

To his surprise, Yang Ye didn't have any words, and the expression on his face became boundless Indifference:

"All right, I know about it. Please step down." Yang Ye said faintly.

Where did Yang Zheng dare to stay and quit his study obediently.

When Yang Zheng completely disappeared, Yang Ye's eyes suddenly shrunk:

"Recovered? How is this possible? What happened?" Yang Zheng talked to himself, and a sad cloud came over his eyebrows.

"No, I have lost the face of Xuanling Palace once. Even if Yang Fan is a genius, he will never return to the position of son of the world."

"Otherwise, the king will become the laughing stock of the whole Xuanling city." Yang Ye shook his fists and said fiercely in his heart.

At this time, on the other side of Xuanling City, Murong aristocratic family.

"Rou'er, what you said is true? Is Yang Fan really so powerful?" Murong batian said, stroking his beard with one hand and thinking slightly.

"Of course it's true. How dare your daughter cheat you about such a thing."

"However, Yang Fan is really hateful. He will be useless if he is abandoned. Why is he suddenly getting better again. Moreover, Yang Zheng is not worth mentioning in front of him. He even defeated Yang Zheng without using his martial arts. If his daughter marries Yang Zheng again, wouldn't it say that I Murong Qingrou is blind?" Murong said softly and coldly.

"A man whose elixir fields were split up woke up a month later and miraculously recovered his cultivation. Strange, strange." Murong batian hesitated and paced back and forth.

"Dad, even if he recovers his cultivation, he is at most a person of jiuchongtian in the post martial arts realm. His daughter is so old and has never been so humiliated. I don't care. This revenge must be avenged." Murong said with a soft face of hatred.

"Rou'er, don't be impatient. Yang Fan also has some talent. More importantly, he may have some god object against the sky in his hand. Otherwise, he can't recover." Murong batian blinked in his eyes and looked at Murong softly.

"Daddy, what do you mean?" Murong was gentle and sensitive. He immediately understood that Murong batian meant something.

"Not bad. Rou'er, with your beauty, a Yang fan can't make it? Compared with his recovery of cultivation, being a father cares more about how he recovers." Murong batian's greedy color flashed away.

"Of course, not to mention Yang Fan. Even those disciples of Qingyang sect are desperate to see their daughter. They can't catch a Yang Fan? But Dad, you have to promise your daughter that if you get it, you must give it to your daughter. I want him to live better than die." Murong's soft voice was extremely venomous.

"Hahaha, that's natural. However, this matter has to wait. Your sister and senior brother Chunyang of Qingyang sect will come tomorrow. At that time, we just..." Murong batian leaned over and said in Murong's soft ear, while Murong's soft eyes were shining more and more, and finally showed a proud smile.

Tonight, the storm is doomed to dark.

However, as the center of everything, Yang Fan never took these people to heart at this time.

At this time, Yang Fan appeared on the back mountain alone.

"Boy, why did you keep that man alive during the day? I remember he insulted you several times." The rosefinch incarnated again and hovered above Yang Fan's head.

"Kill them? It's too cheap. It's too cheap to kill such a simple one on me."

"Look, it's just a prelude, and the important play is still behind." Yang Fan's eyes narrowed and a sense of lingjue came into being.