"Aunt Mei, don't you know where Brother Xiaofan went?"

After a brief conversation, Xu Lei explained her purpose.

But what Xu Lei didn't expect was that Ye Ximei didn't even know where Ye Fan was going.

"What about Yunzhou?"

"Brother Xiaofan hasn't gone back?" Xu Lei asked softly again.

Ye Ximei shook her head, and a little concern suddenly arose between her eyebrows: "No. Mu Cheng also called me a few days ago and asked about Xiaofan's whereabouts."

"She said that Xiaofan hasn't contacted her for many days."

"Oh~"

"You said that Xiaofan is so old, it's not worry-free."

"Even if there is something wrong, I'll call my family to report my safety."

Ye Ximei's words were filled with worries.

When Xu Lei heard this, she frowned and suddenly had a bad premonition in her heart.

She knew Ye Fan's personality, and her brother Xiao Fan was a very family-oriented person.

If it weren't for a very special reason, he wouldn't have disappeared suddenly.

Could it be that something happened to Brother Xiaofan?

Xu Lei thought so in her heart, but she still advised Ye Ximei softly: "Aunt Mei, don't worry too much."

"Brother Xiaofan is not an ordinary person, so there will be no accident."

"I guess I've been delayed by something."

"Let me do this, I'll go out to find Brother Xiaofan, you can wait for news at home."

"Okay, Leilei, the company has a lot of things, so I can only trouble you about this matter first. If you have news about Xiaofan, you must tell me the first time." Ye Ximei instructed.

Afterwards, Xu Lei left Mufan Group and called everywhere to ask about Ye Fan's whereabouts.

In Xu Lei's opinion, Ye Fan is the supreme emperor of Jiangdong, and his every word and deed are attracting attention. Those leading bosses in Jiangdong will definitely have news about Ye Fan.

However, just as Xu Lei asked around about Ye Fan's whereabouts.

On the banks of the Yellow River in Jiangdong, an old man stood with his hands behind his back and looked into the sky.

In front of him, the rolling river water rolled and collapsed like a wild horse that broke free from reins.

The sound of the thick waves was like a muffled thunder echoing, trembling across the fields.

Looking at the world in front of him, the old man was stunned and lost his mind.

In the turbid old eyes, it seems that I have seen the past.

After a while, the old man suddenly raised his hand and pointed to the river in front of him: "Yue'er, do you know how the 100-meter river in front of him came?"

Suzumiya Eiyue looked at it and guessed: "It should have been passed down from ancient times."

The old man shook his head: "No."

"But it was opened by the master in the past with a sword."

What?

When Wangyue River said this, Eiyue Suzumiya was shocked and couldn't help but gasp.

A pair of jade hands gently covering their red lips.

"This...this..."

"Is this true?"

In amazement, Suzumiya Eiyue's eyes seemed to have appeared before her teacher, the majestic figure of her sword opening the sky.

"It's a pity that when I looked at the moon river, I could break mountains and rivers with one sword, but I couldn't kill his life."

While sighing, Wangyue River suddenly looked up and looked towards Yanjing.

"Thirty years have passed, Ye Qingtian, I'm back from Wangyue River!"

"Thirty years ago, you and I fought here."

"I failed to achieve my sword technique back then, and I lost one move."

"This time, I will visit China again. After I finish the nameless junior, I will go to find you."

"I just don't know if you are still worthy of being the name of the God of War?"

Huh ~

The wind is cold and the waves are surging.

The turbid waves flowed eastward.

Then, Wangyuehe suddenly turned around and left.

"Let's go, Yue'er."

"Follow me to meet, that young master."

"But teacher, we don't know his whereabouts yet, how can we find him?" Suzumiya Eiyue said in confusion.

Wangyuehe waved his hand: "Why should we go and find him?"

"Don't he call himself the Lord of Jiangdong? I have my own way to ask him to come and find us!"

Wangyue River chuckled, and the deep words slowly swept through this world.

No one knows what Wangyue River is thinking at this time.

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The next day.

When the first ray of morning light illuminates the earth, a new day comes.

Jianghai, International Airport.

A transoceanic flight has just arrived.

Among the noisy crowd, an old man in suit, wearing sunglasses, walked proudly between his eyebrows.

Behind him were two young men, one man and one woman, calling out to the master.

“Haha~”

"Master, you are worthy of being the president of our Jiangdong Wushu Association. Your speech at the International Wushu Exchange Conference is easy to understand and is amazing."

"Master, just wait. I'll let the major media report tomorrow. At that time, the number of students who come to our Extreme Martial Arts School to save their lives will be increased dramatically."

The man and woman behind her kept complimenting.

The old man smiled without saying a word, but the pride and pride between his eyebrows were particularly distinct.

However, just as they walked out of the airport, a wind suddenly blew around them.

"Um?"

The old man's pace also stopped.

"Master, why don't you leave?"

Behind him, the doubts of his two disciples came.

The old man still said nothing and stood there.

His face was calm, his cold eyes were staring at the front with seriousness and solemnity.

After a long time, the old man's red lips trembled and pointed at the front like a ghost: "Are you, Japanese... Japanese Sword God?"

Faced with the old man's fear, the figure in front of him just smiled coldly.

"I didn't expect that after thirty years, someone still remembers me."

After the words fell, there was only a loud bang.

An old body fell to the ground in an instant, and the bright red blood dyed the earth red.

And the figure ahead soon came to the crowd.

"Master, are you okay?"

“Master…”

The two apprentices behind quickly ran over and looked at their dying master and cried.

But the old man gritted his teeth, and blood was rising from his mouth, and he trembled with an inauspicious voice: "Hurry............................................................................................................................................................................................................................

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To be continued...