My Cold and Beautiful Wife

Su Qingxue seemed to have known that he would come a long time ago, and handed a copy of the registration information of the remnant sword directly to Ye Fan.

"I just confirmed that Can Jian only appears every time there is a challenge from the sword."

"The contact with him is through the Internet, but Yun Yao can't trace his coordinates..."

"There are addresses that Yun Yao can't track?"

Su Qingxue said: "Yun Yao also finds it strange, but didn't you also say last time that the Remnant Sword will soon disappear? Maybe it has special concealment methods."

Ye Fan smiled bitterly: "Is it possible that I really want me to qualify and then find him? It's a waste of time..."

"You can challenge Remnant Sword in the first five. Actually...we have someone in our own family, so I can ask Remnant Sword to come out for you." Su Qingxue played with it.

"Oh?" Ye Fan said with a weird expression. "Aren't you just saying nothing?"

"Baiyi is not from our family. Ren Pingsheng fell to sixth because of abstaining from voting. Now the fifth'Dragon Girl'...who do you think it is?"

"Dragon Girl... Could it be... Qinglan?"

Su Qingxue nodded.

Ye Fan laughed, "That's right! I just said, I teach you so many skills, why our family doesn't have one of the top ten, this is not decent!"

Feng Qinglan, who was cultivating, was surprised to learn that she was going to meet with Can Jian.

She had planned to hit the first place again in a while, but since Ye Fan wanted to advance, she didn't mind.

When Feng Qinglan challenged, Can Jian also confirmed it.

"The top 100 challenge is at least every three days in order to avoid being fought by wheels, so we have to wait."

Su Qingxue said, "Before that, I will continue to find ways to collect clues about the broken sword."

"Does this Remnant Sword really come from a problem? I thought he was a swordsman genius and wanted to prepare well," Feng Qinglan said with regret.

"Swordsmanship genius? Lanlan, it seems that your observation of me is not enough. After seeing my sword, you should be completely indifferent to the level of residual sword!" Ye Fan said bitterly.

"What kind of jealous do you eat? The Devil King and the God King are not worthy of being compared with you. What do you care about with a rising star?" Feng Qinglan gave him a blank look.

Ye Fan raised his eyebrows with joy, and said with a smile: "So it's like this..."

Su Qingxue and Feng Qinglan looked at each other and shook their heads speechlessly.

The next day.

In a small village in Qingzhou.

Ye Fan walked into the village and saw that most of her surroundings were women, children and children.

These villagers also looked at him with curious eyes, as if they were new to strange foreign visitors.

"Ye Fan?!"

Zhuanghe, who was working in the medicine field, rushed over in a coarse cloth.

"What are you doing here?!" Zhuang He asked nervously.

Ye Fan smiled, "Don't be nervous, give you something back."

Ye Fan said, throwing out the repaired flying sword directly.

Feijian let out an ethereal whisper, "hum", like a blue bird flying by.

Zhuang He reacted instantly, turning around to catch Feijian.

"Sword sense is okay," Ye Fan nodded.

"This...this is..." Zhuang He was shocked looking at his father's relics that he grew up with.

Although it is exactly the same, it is brand new and its aura is better than before!

"A swordsman must use the sword as his comrade-in-arms, relatives, and the sword must be raised."

"Since this is the relic left to you by Zhuang Biyou, you shouldn't leave it with scars."

"I had someone recast it, enchanted two beast souls, and barely promoted it to a middle-grade spirit weapon."

Zhuang He's eyes were red, and he looked at the sword in his hand and held it tightly.

"Thank you……"

"Huh? What did you say?" Ye Fan asked with a deliberate smile.

"It's impossible for you to not hear," Zhuang He scowled.

Ye Fan shrugged, walked to the waterwheel, and looked at the medicine field not far away.

"Are you still farming? This technique is just fine, although it's not as good as a professional medicine planter I've seen..."

Zhuang Hedao: "It's mainly the villagers who are planting. I am helping them. Generally, I go to various places to collect wild spirit grass and come back to plant and reproduce..."

"Although the output is very low, compared to planting crops, the profit of spiritual materials is still more substantial..."

"If you want to feed more people, this kind of income is not high, but at least stable."

Ye Fan stroked his chin.

Speaking of which, he has not paid much attention to people's livelihood.

He is not a "professional emperor", but he also knows that all three industries in the agricultural industry and service industry need to go hand in hand.

Today's Human Alliance, with Chu Yunyao, Doom and others in the industry, is already top-notch in the universe.

In the area of ​​agriculture, I heard that Greteny’s Sixth Kingdom is more prosperous, because the reproduction of insects requires a lot of crops and livestock.

In fact, because there are a large number of civilians, agriculture seems to be in great need.

As Zhuang He said, the benefits of planting spiritual materials will be better. After all, almost all wealthy people are monks.

"It seems that you have to let Chao's... to popularize the knowledge of medicine..."

Ye Fan thought, he should discuss with Su Qingxue and Bai Qianluo when he went back.

If all human beings can plant good spiritual materials on a large scale, it will also greatly enhance the strength of the human race.

"Brother Zhuang He! Who is this person?"

"Uncle Zhuang He is this your friend?"

At this time, a group of children from the village gathered around and asked curiously around Zhuang He.

Some called elder brother, some called uncle, some even called ancestor.

Judging from their affection, it is obvious that they are very close to Zhuang He on weekdays.

"He...he is..." Zhuang He didn't know how to explain.

"I am the Sword God," Ye Fan said.

A group of children were stunned, but soon they all made mock faces and mockery.

"Liar! You are not!"

"How could the sword **** come to our village?"

"What a shame! A fake sword god!"

Ye Fan smiled, Tong Yan Wushu.

After the children dispersed, Ye Fan said with a smile: "I thought that if I mentioned the'Sword God' here, I would be cursed."

"We are private and have nothing to do with others. I don't need to let everyone hate you because I have hatred with you."

Zhuang He held the flying sword in both hands, bowed his head and said, "Actually, I also know that without you, Kyushu would have become a colony of demons..."

"It's nothing more than a clan. Common people with no value will live even more miserable..."

"The private school in the village will also tell the children that the sword **** is a hero and a wise emperor of mankind..."

"But the father is the father. If I don't avenge my father, I will be the Son of Man in vain."

"Even if others call me selfish, I don't regret my choice."

Ye Fan shook his head: "You are not'selfish', you are just'not self-confident'".

"What do you mean?" Zhuang He frowned.

"Because deep in your heart, you never think that you can really avenge your father and really kill me..."

"So, to avenge my father is just an excuse for you to find peace of mind."

"You just want to feel better about yourself, you have no confidence at all to surpass me..."

Ye Fan's eyes were like two sharp blades, piercing Zhuang He's heart.

Zhuang He was struggling, "You don't think so much!"

Suddenly, Ye Fan was already standing right in front of Zhuang He, looking at him with bright eyes.

"Look up and look straight at me!"

Zhuang He swallowed his throat, mustered up his courage, and looked at Ye Fan squarely.

"Why, do you think I am afraid of you?"

"Zhuang He, do you know what I saw in your eyes when we first met?"

"..."

"It's worship," Ye Fan said lightly: "Although you call my name, you keep saying that you have blood and deep hatred, but...you have worship in your eyes."

"You admire your killing father and enemy, how can you really want to kill me?"

Zhuang He flushed, "Nonsense! You're talking nonsense!!! I didn't!!"

Ye Fan smiled and said, "It doesn't matter if you deny it, but I want to tell you...If you want to surpass me, you must first learn to face your own heart!"

Ye Fan pointed at Zhuang He's heart.

Zhuanghe looked dazed like a wooden stake.

Ye Fan immediately turned around and walked away.

Zhuang He looked at the man's back with a complex expression.

"By the way, I have a question," Ye Fan suddenly turned around, "Why are you called'a person'?"

Zhuang He was stunned, took a deep breath, and said: "When I was a kid, I was bullied by some clan children because I was an illegitimate child..."

"They tied my neck with a rope, rode me like a wild dog, and insulted me..."

"I'm like most of the children of low grades, afraid of the clans, I can't beat them, I don't dare to offend them..."

"Until my father ran into him, he abolished the parents of those children, and then beat me again, saying that I was ashamed of him."

"My father said...'Always remember, you are my son, you are a person, not a dog'..."

Zhuang He's eyes were bloodshot and his eyes were wet.

Ye Fan was slightly surprised, and murmured: "No wonder... Ji Zhihei guy once told me that Zhuang Biyou is actually not bad..."

"My father is a good man!" Zhuang He was furious.

"Yes, remember this strength! I am waiting for you to kill me one day!"

Ye Fan smiled with satisfaction, then turned and walked away instantly.

In the blink of an eye, Ye Fan had reached a big tree a few miles away.

Shi Lanyu was sitting on a branch with her thin white legs dangling, holding a large bag of potato chips in her hand, eating snacks.

"Brother Ye Fan, there are so many things, do you come here specially for such a small person?"