Then, Fang Han talked about Chen Jianyue going to worship her parents tomorrow, and his tone was very serious. He also said that Chen Jianyue's home was not far from Chaoge City, and it took him only one hour to go back and forth.

Seeing this, Fang Yu secretly looked at Chen Jianyue in the room, stood at the door, nodded with a strange expression.

Worshiping his parents? He also took Fang Han specifically. In Fang Yu's heart, he even began to think. Otherwise, she would ask Fang Han to take Chen Jianyue to worship his parents another day?

In a sense, this is also an alternative way to meet parents.

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In the early morning, the rising sun rises.

After Fang Han woke up, he got up from the chair, moved his body for a while, and after finishing the small part of the painting, he solemnly placed it in the box.

Wake up Chen Jianyue, and after breakfast, the two of them controlled the aircraft and flew out of the city together.

Since tomorrow will be the Ancient Martial Arts Conference, the streets are deserted, and the civilians have prepared daily necessities in advance and hid at home honestly.

Outside the high wall.

Above a ring.

Fang Yu stood on the aircraft, holding an ice bow in his hand, patrolling around to prevent ancient warriors from making trouble.

I saw that there was only one ring here, and there was no other building except that. This was because most ancient martial artists believed that there was no need to build more rings.

There is only one ring, and as long as someone can defeat all the challengers, he can become the leader of the ancient martial arts group.

Although this method is destined to seriously damage the energy of the ancient martial arts group, this is their own opinion, so others have to let it go.

Soon, Fang Yu suddenly noticed Fang Han and Chen Jianyue flying out of the high wall, waved their hands, and flew towards them.

When Fang Han flew to Fang Yu and saw the ice bow in Fang Yu's hand, for some reason, he suddenly remembered the Lord of the Holy Fire Hall. He seemed to be an ice-type psychic, and he was also very powerful.

If it weren't for them who escaped the disaster by chance and were pierced by thousands of arrows, they wouldn't be the substitute, but themselves.

Fang Yu looked at Fang Han and Chen Jianyue in front of him and said gently.

"Xiaohan, Jianyue, you go early and go back early. When you encounter danger on the way, you must contact me as soon as possible."

Although she also wanted to go with her, she still had the task and didn't have time to go with her.

Fang Han nodded and said with a smile.

"Sister, don't worry, I will pay attention."

After the words came, Fang Han took Chen Jianyue to fly towards the distance, and both of them were feeling a little relaxed.

Fang Yu looked at Fang Han's departure back and stood on the aircraft until he could no longer see it. He turned around and flew back to the arena and continued her mission.

After leaving Chaoge City, Fang Han and others flew for more than ten minutes and flew to the wilderness. After feeling that the distance was about the same, they landed on the ground.

Chen Jianyue put on a ghost mask, and hundreds of black shadows rushed towards the distance quickly to check whether the place was safe.

Fang Han took out the painting and looked at it quietly. He saw that the man in the painting was the good friend of the owner of Zangjian Manor, Ye Ying and Shen Jianxin.

Although there have been many different opinions about how powerful Ye Ying was in his previous life. Some people say that Ye Ying was a cultivator, while others say that Ye Ying conquered the entire world with her handsome appearance.

However, he can be said to be exhausted in order to draw this painting these days, so Ye Ying's strength should not disappoint him.

"The Lord of the Hall, there are only a few hundred mutant beasts within a radius of ten thousand meters, and there are no one else."

After Chen Jianyue checked the situation nearby, she said calmly, a ghost soldier stood behind Fang Han, with blood-red pupils looking at the white-haired man on the painting.

Fang Han nodded, bit his fingers directly, and used blood as ink to help Ye Ying draw his pupils, and then he did not retract his fingers.

More than ten seconds later, when Fang Han's face was pale and he felt a little dizzy, the painting suddenly floated in the air, and the light flowed.

"Sing"

A loud sword sound suddenly rang out, and the sound rang out into the sky.

The next second, the white-haired man in the painting walked out of the painting, holding his sword in his arms, looking around, even though he felt nothing under his feet, his expression did not change at all.

Immediately afterwards, Ye Ying landed calmly on the ground, his behavior indescribably elegant, as if a banished immortal was in the dust.

Fang Han looked at Ye Ying and said softly.

"The owner of Zangjian Manor, Ye Ying? Chen Jianxin's good friend?"

At this moment, Fang Han suddenly felt a little strange, mainly because Ye Ying's appearance and temperament were too outstanding. It is conceivable that there must be many young women who fell in love with him.

Even if it's a man...

Thinking of this, Fang Han shook his head, controlled his thoughts, and did not dare to think about it any more.

"You are wrong. Chen Jianxin is my fan."

Ye Ying drew out the long sword, and the smooth sword body reflected Ye Ying's appearance. She stroked her long hair and said coldly.

After more than ten seconds, Ye Ying was sure there was no problem. He entered the sheath of the long sword, and he asked.

"Who are you? Are Chen Jianxin's friend? He hasn't paid back what he owes me yet."

Although the two people in front of him were not attracted by his handsome appearance, Ye Ying was a little suspicious, is there any problem with the aesthetic view of these two people?

However, he still asked clearly what this place was and where Chen Jianxin was. After all, that guy Chen Jianxin was his fan.

Looking at Ye Ying who was very cold in front of him, Fang Han lowered his head, contacted Chen Jianxin, and threw Yue Huan over.

"You should first reminisce about the past with Shen Jianxin, he misses you very much."

"I'll talk about other things later."

Ye Ying saw the man in front of him throwing something over and was about to reach out to pick it up.

"Bang"

With a slight sound, Yuehuan fell directly to the ground, while Ye Ying's hand stopped in the air, her face was not at all, and she calmly picked up the things on the ground, as if nothing had happened.

A hint of doubt flashed in Fang Han's eyes. Why can't Ye Ying even take Yuehuan at a distance of several meters? Could it be that he was thinking too much?

Could it be that Ye Ying is really just an ordinary person? It shouldn't be. If he were an ordinary person, how could it take so long to wake him up?

On the side, Chen Jianyue leaned on the wheelchair, and the ghost soldier's blood-red pupils stared at Ye Ying's every move.

At this moment, a cheerful voice sounded from the moon ring.

"Willing, Master, what's wrong? Is something wrong?"

Hearing this familiar voice, Ye Ying said calmly.

"Chen Jianxin, it's me."

In a completely unfamiliar place, meeting his fans made him feel relieved.

As soon as the words finished, Chen Jianxin's surprise voice rang out.

"Ye Ying? Is it you? You are here too. It's great. I haven't seen you for so long. I miss you so much. I'll go find you in a few days!"

At the same time, inside Jinshan Temple.
Chapter completed!