"Oh~"

"God is jealous of talent."

"Who could have thought that when a person becomes famous, it will be after his death?"

Some people regret it, some people lament.

In the martial arts world, many people feel sorry for this short and brilliant star.

However, on the top of Yanshan Mountain, 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, another month passed quietly.

In the Yanxia aspect, there is still no news about Ye Fan.

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

It is estimated that the name Ye Fan will be completely forgotten in everyone's hearts in the short time.

This is what this world is, I love the new and get tired of the old and the old.

New topics will always replace the old ones.

Just like a newcomer, he will eventually replace the old one.

Who will pay long-term attention to a person who has fallen besides his close relatives?

As time goes by, the only hope left in Ye Qingtian and others' hearts is undoubtedly becoming increasingly slim.

"Old Ye, it's been so long, it seems that he really can't come back, right?"

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

One of them was in a white dress and was romantic and suave.

The other person is burly and extraordinary, with a tiger's eyes full of power.

The man in white was naturally the leader of Yanxia's martial arts, the god of war Ye Qingtian.

The other person is also one of the six pillar countries in Yanxia, ​​Grandmaster Haotian, Tang Hao!

In the Temple of Martial God, only these two people who had told Ye Fan would miss him so much.

Ye Qingtian didn't say anything and remained silent.

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

"Tell them what we know."

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

"It's not a solution to always hide it from them like this."

"I think we should send someone to visit our temple."

"After all, we have to take some responsibility for what happened to Ye Fan during the mission."

Tang Hao said in a deep voice and suggested from the side.

Hearing this, Ye Qingtian's face undoubtedly made him look even more worried.

It took him a long time to sigh.

"Yes, this kind of thing can never be concealed."

"You go and tell the Sword Saint and ask him to arrange a few people to go to Jiangdong."

"Tell Ye Fan's family about this matter truthfully."

"In addition, I will tell Ye Fan's family that if there are any difficulties in the future, I will come to the Temple of the Martial God."

"Even if Ye Fan really won't come back, Yanxia Martial Arts will protect their Ye family."

When Ye Qingtian said these words, he was undoubtedly in a very heavy mood.

After all, for their Yanxia Martial Arts, even if Ye Fan dies, he will only lose an excellent junior genius. Without Ye Fan, there will be people who will make up for it.

But for Ye Fan's family, that boy is all about them!

If they lose him, maybe they will lose the whole world.

Therefore, Ye Qingtian never asked someone to tell Qiu Mucheng and the others about what happened to Ye Fan.

He wanted to wait a little longer to see if a miracle would happen.

But now it seems that the so-called miracle is already very slim.

Since that's the case, it's time to tell Ye Fan's family.

"Yeah, I'll do it now."

Tang Hao nodded and then went down to arrange the matter.

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"What, Tang Hao, are you going to Jiangdong in person? Just to visit a junior's widow?"

"You're too high in specifications."

“Not suitable, not suitable.”

In the Temple of the God of War, when Tang Hao proposed to lead the team to Jiangdong to comfort Ye Fan's relatives, he was unanimously opposed by King of Fighters Mo Gucheng and others.

“What’s wrong with this?”

"Don't forget, what happened to Ye Fan!"

"He is sacrificing for his country, and he sacrificed his life for his country."

“No matter how big the specification is, it should be.”

“So, nothing is inappropriate.”

Tang Hao retorted.

"There are more people who sacrifice their lives for the country every day. This time, you personally lead the team to visit his junior widow, what about the others?"

"Do you want to visit me in person, too?"

"If we do things like you, we just don't have to do anything. Let's go to comfort the children of the martyrs all day long." King of Fighters Mo Gucheng opposed.

"you.."

"You are making a point!" Tang Hao was so angry that he was so angry that he had a little more anger in his words.

"Okay, okay, stop arguing."

"Say less."

"You said that if you do anything, just involve Ye Fan, you will be sure to have a quarrel."

"It was Lao Ye before, but now it's you Tang Hao again." The Sword Saint quickly interrupted their quarrel and shook his head and sighed.

"However, I think this matter is still done according to the rules."

"What did we do before, what else do we do."

"Our Martial God Temple sent a working group to represent Yanxia Martial Arts and also to our Martial God Temple to visit and condolence to Ye Fan's children and relatives."

"As for you, don't go there in person."

"Although the King of Fighters said the words just now, they make sense."

"There are too many people who have fallen on the mission. We have never had a precedent for the Lord of the Temple of the War God to visit in person before. It is best to set this precedent this time."

"You can't be more generous than you, right?"

"But Sword Saint, Ye Fan is different. He is a title..." Tang Hao was still about to speak, but was directly interrupted by the Sword Saint.

"Okay, let's stop with Ye Fan's affairs. Just do what I said."

"Our Martial God Temple has already spent a lot of time on him."

"Now that he has fallen, don't waste time on him."

The Sword Saint waved his hand and signaled that he would not mention Ye Fan's affairs again in the future.

A country and a force must always look forward.

Seeing that the Sword Saint had already said this, what else could Tang Hao say?

I could only swallow my words and obey the arrangements of the Sword Saint.

"Gucheng, let's leave this candidate to visit."

"Old Tang is right. Although Ye Fan is a junior, he is the title master after all. The level of this candidate should be higher."

"I think, let your son Wuya be the leader of this condolence group and lead the team to go."

"Wuya is the first person under the Yanxia title. If you let him go, the specifications are enough, and there is no bad rule."

The Sword Saint looked at the King of Fighters Mo Gucheng again and handed over this matter to him.

"Well. Don't worry, I know it."
Chapter completed!