Late at night, late at night, quiet.

But the villa in front of me is still brightly lit.

Lu Ziming stood outside the room in his pajamas and shivered.

There is no way, his residence has been occupied.

Just now, Ye Fan visited late at night.

Ask Lu Ziming to provide him with a place to live.

Lu Ziming was about to call Ye Fan to find a hotel, but who would have thought that Ye Fan said that this house is good and he has been living here in the past few days.

He also instructed Lu Ziming that for the next period of time, no one would be allowed to approach this single-family villa without his permission.

Lu Ziming, who was kicked out of the house, stood in the yard and watched, but the more he thought about it, the more he felt aggrieved.

"Mad, did I owe you in my previous life?"

"What's this all about?"

Lu Ziming cursed.

Although he was full of complaints, he was helpless.

After all, that man was not something he could mess with.

Of course, while complaining, Lu Ziming was also a little confused.

"From what Chu Tianfan meant just now, it seemed like he would be in seclusion here for a few days."

"Could it be that the strength is about to break through again?"

Thinking of this, Lu Ziming couldn't help but tremble a few times deep in his heart.

You know, before this, Ye Fan was recognized as the first person under the divine realm.

If his cultivation level goes further, what would it be like?

"Maybe I, Yanxia, ​​really want to give birth to a powerful man in the divine realm."

Lu Ziming looked up at the place where the lights were on in the villa.

The emotions in my heart are extremely complicated.

He didn't know whether Ye Fan would be a good thing or a bad thing for Yan Xia if he entered the divine realm.

After a brief loss of consciousness, Lu Ziming first changed his clothes, then called the driver and drove away.

In the villa, the lights sway.

Ye Fan had taken off his shirt and sat cross-legged there.

"Yaoer, let's start."

Ye Fan smiled calmly.

But Yue Yao stood there, looking at the shocking scars on Ye Fan's body, and her beautiful eyes were unconsciously red.

The slender jade hand gently stroked Ye Fan's scars. After a long silence, Yue Yao suddenly whispered: "It should hurt a lot at that time..."

Ye Fan was stunned for a moment, then shook his head and smiled: "I forgot everything, I've all gone."

"Okay, Yao'er, let's start."

"When the treatment is over, I will accompany you back to India."

Yue Yao didn't answer, just nodded slightly.

In this way, the final treatment of Ye Fan officially began on the winter night of this year.

Even Ye Fan didn’t know how long it would last this time.

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On the other side, Lu Ziming, who drove away, arrived at the Zhang family and met Zhang Jiuling.

Ye Fan's arrival made the relationship between the two families, who were originally in the same situation, have become much more harmonious.

"What did you say?"

"Chu Tianfan went to your place?"

Lu Ziming informed Zhang Jiuling about Ye Fan.

After all, Zhang Jiuling is an older generation strong man and has a lot of knowledge. Now there is such a big killer living in Jiangbei. Lu Ziming can only come to Zhang Jiuling to discuss many things.

"Uh-huh."

"I suspect that I am going to break through in seclusion." Lu Ziming said in a deep voice.

When Zhang Jiuling heard this, his eyes twitched in shock.

"And...a breakthrough again?"

"He is already the number one in the sky, what else can he break through?"

"Difficult...Is it..."

When the words came to his mouth, Zhang Jiuling suddenly thought of something in his heart, and his old body trembled violently.

He suddenly looked up and looked at Lu Ziming: "Divine...Divine Realm?"

Although Lu Ziming didn't want to admit it, he had to nod.

With the height Ye Fan is currently at, if he breaks through, he will only be in the divine realm.

"Old man, what should I do now?"

"Do we want to report to the Temple of War?" Lu Ziming smiled bitterly, his expression was full of powerlessness.

Zhang Jiuling was also silent for a while, not knowing what to do.

Now, the only two of them in the martial arts world know that Ye Fan is still alive.

In terms of the Temple of War, it was completely hidden in the dark.

As Yanxia warriors, Lu Ziming and Zhang Jiuling do have the responsibility and obligation to report this situation to the Temple of Martial God.

However, Zhang Jiuling was hesitating.

"You said, what would happen if the Temple of War God would learn that Ye Fan was still alive?"

Lu Ziming thought for a while: "It's hard to say. He may be more vigilant or he may come to apologize."

"What else?" Zhang Jiuling asked again.

Lu Ziming was stunned: "Can it be possible that the Temple of the Martial God will send someone to kill Chu Tianfan, and it is better to start first?"

Zhang Jiuling shook his head: "If it were me, I would release the news that Ye Fan is still alive."

"At that time, there is no need for the Temple of War to do it yourself."

"The powerful Chu people, as well as all those who participated in the siege of Chu Tianfan that year, would send killers to sneak into Jiangbei and hunt Chu Tianfan."

"And, Chu Tianfan is in seclusion."

"This is undoubtedly an excellent opportunity to attack."

"At that time, our Jiangbei land will probably be really uneasy."

"It would be fine if Chu Tianfan was killed."

"But if you are not killed, you and me will probably have no way to survive."

"What's more, Chu Tianfan has some kindness to me in Yanxia martial arts. It is not my style to repay kindness to revenge.

Zhang Jiuling's low voice slowly rang.

Lu Ziming's face immediately became ugly.

"I think the Temple of War shouldn't be so amazing."

"No matter how Chu Tianfan said, he is also from Yanxia."

"And, I have not publicly challenged the Temple of War.

Lu Ziming was still a little reluctant to believe that the Temple of the Martial God would use the means of killing people with a knife to deal with Ye Fan.

Zhang Jiuling shook his head and said, "The world is bustling for profit, and the world is bustling for profit."

"For the sake of interests, what can't be done in the Martial God Temple?" "Especially when dealing with Chu Tianfan's affairs, the Martial God Temple will definitely not talk about any kindness."

"So old man, what you mean is, don't we talk about it for now? If Chu Tianfan breaks through and kills Yanshan, then our Yanxia martial arts will be completely over." Lu Ziming obviously still has a sense of responsibility in his heart.

After all, the Temple of Martial God is the orthodox representative of Yanxia martial arts, so they naturally don’t want the Sword Saint to die at Ye Fan’s hands.

Zhang Jiuling sighed: "Or, let's remind them tactfully. It's better to let them make some preparations early."

After making a decision, Zhang Jiuling and Lu Ziming made an anonymous phone number to the Temple of the Martial Gods.

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To be continued...