My Cold and Beautiful Wife

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As soon as he said this, the audience was strangely quiet, and a large number of eyes converged on an inconspicuous figure.

It was a Phoenix man standing in a square away from the door. His figure was thin, his appearance and cultivation were ordinary.

"Who does this guy dare to talk to the Sword God like this?"

"It seems to be Xiao Ping, just an ordinary elder away from the door, nothing special."

"He doesn't dare to say anything in meetings. How can he be so bold today?"

Some monks who knew Xiao Ping whispered and didn't quite believe that, this timid fellow, dare to question the Sword God in this way?

Ye Fan didn't change his face, and said lightly: "Who are you?"

"Elder Limen, Xiao Ping."

"What I asked was the real you in Xiao Ping's body," Ye Fan said.

The vast majority of people at the scene were surprised, but they didn't know why.

Xiao Ping smiled and said, "Who am I and does it have anything to do with the Sword God's method of salvation? Why should the Sword God talk about him?"

"Could it be that the so-called method of salvation by the Sword God is just to soothe our emotions? In fact, there is no certainty, or even no way?"

When Xiao Ping said so, many people present were skeptical.

Indeed, regardless of Xiao Ping's identity, why didn't the Sword God answer the question first?

It's about life, and those who come naturally want to know what Sword God's hole card is.

The women in the family are all uneasy. If this continues, Ye Fan, the patron saint, will have a crisis of trust.

Ye Fan's eyes flickered for a while, and said: "Yes, I just appease you, and I'm not sure."

"Wow!—"

The scene was exclaimed, and hundreds of thousands of people looked at each other.

Xiao Ping frowned, and he didn't seem to expect that Ye Fan would say so.

"Master Sword God, you mean, maybe there is no way to stop the catastrophe?"

"Is there no way to stop the attack from the underworld?"

Ye Fan waited for a while to calm everyone down.

"Now, under the Nine Abyss, your ancestors, your predecessors, countless people you admire, mythical beasts, are all fighting against the army of the underworld."

"Including the former patron saint, Shenlong Patriarch Green, has also realized the crisis and went down to support the Yangjian army."

Ye Fan pointed his finger at himself, "Do you think that I can really overshadow those peerless talents under Jiuyuan?"

Hundreds of thousands of people are silent, and they naturally don't think so.

"So, if I tell you that I am absolutely capable of turning the tide, then I am deceiving you."

Ye Fan said sternly: "I'm just telling you the truth. As for the method of salvation... only the moment when you really succeed, that's the way. Before that, it's all assumptions, right?

Everyone nodded.

"Master Sword God's words are reasonable, the emperor swordsman, how can you deceive me to wait?"

"Yeah, the facts are in front of us, what's the point of lying to us?"

"Since it is the choice of the patron saint, we should believe it!"

Many monks shouted loudly, and the hearts of the people at the scene stabilized.

"After all, it's just a guess and a possibility."

Xiao Ping laughed and said, "Master Sword God, you can draw a pie for everyone, and let everyone follow you on the adventure and bow their heads to the court. It's really wonderful."

"You have a high level of cultivation, you can advance or retreat at that time, but I am waiting to take the risk of being cannon fodder and fight those underworld monsters."

"At that time you will become the savior, but we will be dead. What are we trying to do?"

Zhou Hankong's face was stern, and he cursed: "Presumptuous! What kind of thing are you worthy to speak up here?"

"If you are greedy for life and fear of death, the one who flies far away! I wait for Brother Hongmeng, and I am definitely not a greedy person for fear of death!"

Xiao Ping laughed and said, "Hall Master Zhou Hankong, the sword **** got rid of Feng Jiuxiao for you, have you become his loyal lackey?"

"Yes, after all, even if the doomsday is here, those of you who are aloof in power, you only need to stand behind and command."

"Nonsense! If the army of the underworld comes, even if I am only for the descendants of the Xuanming clan, I will never be timid!" Zhou Hankong said righteously.

Xiao Ping sneered: "Really? In that case, why don't you go below Jiuyuan and resist the army of the underworld?"

"And you, those who support the Sword God, and those who believe in the Sword God, why don't you go to Jiuyuan?"

As soon as these words came out, those who scolded him just now didn't know how to speak.

"To put it bluntly, you are all afraid of death. If the army of the underworld comes, you can't count on you at all!"

Xiao Ping shouted: "Everyone, listen to my advice, I really want to live, stay away from here!"

"Even if it's the end of the world, we can't take our lives for nothing for a so-called ‘possibility’!"

Some people at the scene looked hesitant and obviously worried.

Ye Fan frowned. Although few people listened to Xiao Ping, such a seed of instability has been planted in many people's hearts...

But if he kills this guy on the spot, or pulls out the guy inside, he will be mistaken for "destroyed".

suddenly!

Suddenly, Xiao Ping's body became stiff, and his face showed pain!

"Sword God...you..."

Without waiting for Ye Fan to say anything, Xiao Ping fell to his knees with a thump, his eyes blank and motionless!

"Dead...dead?"

"The soul is gone? Was it killed?"

The surrounding monks showed fear in their eyes and looked at Ye Fan with a little fear.

Obviously, everyone thought that Ye Fan killed Xiao Ping!

"Husband, what's the matter?" Su Qingxue was also stunned, and the sound transmission asked.

"I didn't kill him, that guy was possessed, something shameless, he left after killing Xiao Ping."

Ye Fan squeezed his fist, what a wicked fellow, this is to bring all the unfavorable factors to him!

He couldn't chase and kill him on the spot, he had already suffered a dark loss last time, and he couldn't be fooled this time.

Su Qingxue quickly thought, stood on stage and said, "Everyone, please listen to me!"

"This Xiao Ping was used by a gangster who deliberately designed to frame my husband."

"Imagine if my husband really wanted to kill him, how could he openly kill him on such an occasion?"

"I don't like it. My husband wants him to die. He has no chance to call out the word'Sword God'!"

When everyone heard this, they looked at each other and felt quite reasonable.

Most of the monks who came were not fools, so it was natural to see that Xiao Ping had a problem.

It's just that everyone is brooding about Ye Fan's refusal to explain the law of salvation, and his unsure of these things.

A meeting finally passed smoothly.

Ye Fan returned to the Yuncheng home of the Human Alliance, standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows without saying a word, overlooking the night scene, smoking a cigarette.

"Husband, you said who possessed Xiao Ping, who was it?" Su Qingxue walked over and asked.