The hunchback old man looked at Ye Xiaofan in disbelief and said in a hurry

"young master, the head of the family is the Ye family leader. You can't spark after death. You must protect the body and bury the ancestral temple in good condition!"

”Uncle Hua was pulled aside by several people, his face turned red and he cried out loudly.

"You let me go, let me go, you can't burn me, the body of the old master can't be burned!"

”You guys pull him aside for me. "

uncle Hua said nothing. He thought Ye Xiaofan was crazy, totally crazy.

Ye Xiaofan's young face is full of serious color.

”Grandfather, don't worry. I'm not going to spark my father. I'm going to help my father recover the temperature and save my father. "

uncle Hua was in a hurry and ran to Ye Xiaofan and waved his hands.

"Young master, no, no, no

Ye Xiaofan cleans up the toxin in Ye Nantian's body, picks up Ye Nantian's body in his tender hands, jumps out of the cold wooden cart and says to those domestic slaves.

"Bring all the firewood."

When people around heard uncle Hua's words, they stopped one by one and didn't step forward.

When Uncle Hua looked at it, he was in a hurry. He stood in front of the crowd and said angrily, "you are really making a fool of yourself. Even if the young master is not sensible, you will also follow him. The old master's status is noble. His body must be well preserved, and then enter the Tibetan ancestral hall! "

in the distance, a family slave, holding firewood and boiling water, ran towards the training ground.

……

"Master, the water is ready!"

"Master, here comes the firewood!"

Those black toxins will disappear in the blink of an eye when they meet the green light. In a few breaths, all the toxins in Yenan are cleaned up.

Power into Ye Nantian's body, into countless small green light, quickly swimming around the four limbs.

Ye Xiaofan put his hand on Ye Nantian's chest, and the green power on his hand quickly flowed towards Ye Nan's celestial body.

Uncle Hua sighed, and the others did not speak any more.

"Well, let him alone. The dead can't be reborn. When the young master is tired, let's bury the master."

Next to a few wearing filial piety clothes, can't bear to look at Ye Xiaofan, to one side of the hunchback old man asked.

"Uncle Hua, are we going to stop the young master?"

Ye Xiaofan came to Ye Nan Tian and felt the cold air coming from ye Nan's celestial body. He raised his young hand, and his whole arm was wrapped in a green force.

”Xuan · antidote hand "

If ye Xiaofan knew what the hunchback old man thought, he would be crazy.

Seeing that ye Xiaofan ignored his words, the hunchback old man sighed again, believing that ye Nantian's death had a great impact on Ye Xiaofan, and made Ye Xiaofan's nerves somewhat abnormal.

"Alas..."

"Young master, you can't be reborn after death. I know you want to save the master, but the master has already..."

Hearing Ye Xiaofan's words, the hunchback old man was stunned for a moment, then his expression appeared a little sad, and sighed:

Ye Xiaofan looked at the hunchback old man beside his eyes and said a word, then his short and exquisite body jumped onto the wooden cart.

People around the hands of hot water, firewood, put Ye Xiaofan around, and then find more firewood.

Several slaves from a distance to bring a few barrels of water and oil, quickly toward the training ground.

When ye Xiaofan saw the slaves who brought water and oil, he said suspiciously, "my baby is trying to save people. What are you doing with water and oil

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