"Hey ~"

"Heaven jealous."

"Who would have thought that when a person became famous, was it after his death?"

Someone regrets, and some people lamented.

In the martial arts world, many people are unfortunately for this short and bright star. It is a pity.

However, the top of Yanshan, the man in white, was still waiting.

At this point, he didn't want to believe that the boy named Ye Fan fell like this.

In the blink of an eye, it was another month, and quietly passed.

In terms of hot summer, there is still no news of Ye Fan.

During this time, everyone's talk about Ye Fan gradually disappeared.

It is estimated that after a while, the name of Ye Fan will completely forget it in the hearts of everyone.

This is the world in this world.

New talks will always replace the old.

Like a newcomer, after all, it will replace the old people.

A person who has fallen, in addition to his relatives, who will pay attention to it for a long time?

And with the passage of time, Ye Qingtian's only hope in the hearts of people is undoubtedly slim.

"Lao Ye, it's been so long, it seems that he is afraid he can't come back?"

On the top of Yanshan, there are two figures, standing quietly.

One of them, a seat in white, romantic.

Another person, burly and extraordinary, tiger's eyes.

The man in white is naturally the leader of the Wudao of the hot summer, the god Ye Qingtian.

The other person is one of the six pillars of the summer and summer, Master Haotian, Tang Hao!

Among the Temple of Wushen, the two people who have been with Ye Fan will miss him so much.

Ye Qingtian didn't speak, and he kept silent.

"Lao Ye, his family, should we send someone to see it?"

"Tell them the situation we have mastered."

"During this time, I heard that Ye Fan's family asked Lu Tianhe many times."

"Always hiding them like this, nor is it a way."

"I think, we should send someone to visit."

"After all, when Ye Fan happened during the task period, we always have to take responsibility."

Tang Hao Shen said, suggesting from the side.

Hearing this, Ye Qingtian's face was undoubtedly more sad.

After a long time, he sighed.

"Yeah, this kind of thing can't be concealed."

"You go to the swordsman, let him arrange a few people, and go to Jiangdong."

"Tell Ye Fan's family in truth, tell Ye Fan's family."

"In addition, after telling Ye Fan's family, I said that there are any difficulties in the future, come to the martial arts temple."

"Even if Ye Fan really won't come back, the hot summer martial arts will shelter their Ye family."

When saying these words, Ye Qingtian's mood is undoubtedly extremely heavy.

After all, for their hot summer martial arts, even if Ye Fan fell, it only lost a good junior genius. Without Ye Fan, there would be later people to make up.

However, for Ye Fan's family, that boy, but all of them!

Lost him, maybe they lost the whole world.

Therefore, Ye Qingtian has never let people go to Qiu Mucheng to tell them.

He wants to wait, and wait for a miracle.

But now it seems that the so -called miracle is very slim.
Chapter completed!