In order to survive, Chu Ye was like a humble pug, madly pestering Chu Jingguo and Chu Mengyao, wagging his tail and begging for mercy.

Ye Fan looked down at him, frowned and said coldly:

"Chu Ye, your shamelessness really opened my eyes! If I hadn't been here today, maybe your trick would have succeeded, Mengyao would have been kidnapped, and Grandpa Chu might not have survived! Now... what kind of affection do you have to show?"

Faced with this anger, Chu Ye's face looked as ugly as if he had eaten shit.

As Ye Fan said, according to his original plan, he is probably holding a celebration banquet to celebrate Chu Jingguo's death!

It’s a pity... man’s calculation is not as good as God’s calculation!

At this time, Ye Fan turned around, looked at Chu Jingguo and asked, "Grandpa Chu, what do you think... should you deal with him?"

"Um?"

Chu Jingguo was slightly stunned when he heard this, but he didn't expect Ye Fan to hand over the final decision to himself.

In fact, even if Ye Fan killed Chu Ye, Chu Jingguo might not object.

But in Ye Fan's opinion, Chu Ye is his nephew after all, and the family affection that is thicker than water is hard to give up.

If you do it yourself, there may be a rift in the future.

At the same time, Chu Ye placed all his hopes for survival on Chu Jingguo and hurriedly begged:

"Uncle, save me, I don't want to die! As long as you say a word, I can survive! I promise you that I will never dare to have any thoughts of revenge!"

Chu Jingguo's old face showed an expression of struggle, as if he had experienced a war between heaven and man. After a long time, he sighed quietly:

"Hey... Xiaoye, if you avenge me, I have nothing to say. After all, my responsibility for your father's death back then! But you shouldn't, you shouldn't persecuted Mengyao, she is innocent! Before, you had the opportunity to stop the horse, but you made mistakes again and again, just like your father back then! Sorry, I can't believe you, and you are not worthy of being a member of our Chu family!"

Speaking of this, Chu Jingguo paused, and his eyebrows revealed his majesty. He turned his head and looked at Dong Chuan and said sternly:

"Brother Chuan, do it!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Dong Chuan's figure shot out like an arrow from a string.

Seeing this, Chu Ye was shocked and subconsciously wanted to escape.

But just now he turned around, and Dong Chuan had already arrived, his five fingers turned into claws like steel nails, grabbing his most fragile neck bone.

"Click!"

The crisp sound of bones breaking suddenly sounded.

Dong Chuan is also an eighth-grade warrior after all. Although he is not a match for Sato and Midako, it is not difficult to deal with an ordinary person.

The next moment, Chu Ye fell to the ground and completely lost his breath.

Kill with one move!

Looking at Chu Ye's body from afar, a sad look appeared on Chu Jingguo's face.

He had just made up his mind to destroy his relatives for justice, but he still sighed.

"Oh... when will the revenge be repaid? Let me bear all the sins alone! Brother Chuan, take Xiaoye's body back and have a good burial!" Chu Jingguo ordered.

"As for your order!" Dong Chuan said, picking up Chu Ye's body.

...

Things have come to this point, and everything has settled.

Ye Fan asked Mei Daizi to stay and clean up the mess, while he and Chu Mengyao returned to the Chu villa.

The night was dark, and the evening breeze blew, blew up Chu Mengyao's hair, mixed with the unique fragrance of a girl.

Under the hazy moonlight, Chu Mengyao's flawless pretty face, ice-skinned and jade-like bones, is particularly out of the world, like a fairy who is not as good as a worldly fairy.

However, at this moment, there was a little sadness between her eyebrows, and she obviously hadn't come back to her senses from the previous storm.

Ye Fan grabbed her tenderness and said in a deep voice: "Mengyao, don't be afraid, with me here, no one can hurt you!"

"Xiaofan, thank you!" Chu Mengyao said, leaning against his arms like a bird, a strong sense of security arises in his heart, as if as long as he is by his side, he will not be afraid even if the sky falls.

"By the way, Mengyao, there is a very important thing I want to tell you!" Ye Fan said in a deep voice.

Seeing that he was talking so seriously, Chu Mengyao couldn't help but get nervous and asked quickly: "What's the matter?"

"Mengyao, although you have practiced the "Xuannu Su Heart Sutra" and your physique is far better than that of ordinary people, you have never had any combat experience and you don't know any moves! So next, I will provide you with intensive training!"

"Intensive training?" Chu Mengyao looked suspicious and curious.

The next moment, Ye Fan thought, and a bell-sized universe hung on his wrist, instantly turning into half a human height.

"Swish!Swish!Swish!"

Several white lights shot out, and then a wide range of magic weapons appeared on the ground, bursting with colorful brilliance, echoing each other.

"Mengyao, these are specially prepared for you!" Ye Fan said.

These magic weapons were all taken by Ye Fan from the treasure house of the Zhang family. After carefully selecting them, they specially found them for Chu Mengyao.

In fact, before, he had already made plans to let Chu Mengyao practice well.

This time Chu Mengyao was in danger, which made him even more determined.

Ye Fan picked up a three-foot green sharp edge. His sword was narrow and long, clear and transparent, almost reflecting the surface. The sharp and sharp meaning came out of the blade.

At the position of the hilt of the sword, there are also two small characters engraved in seal script—

Lingshu!

This Lingshu sword is slender and slender, and is suitable for women.

"Come on, Mengyao, you try it!" Ye Fan said, and handed her the sword.

Chu Mengyao took the sword and tried to inject the internal energy from her dantian into it. She carefully chopped forward, but her movements were a bit clumsy.

Seeing this, Ye Fan smiled slightly and said, "Mengyao, now I will officially teach you the moves, you can't be absent!"

"Uh-huh!"

Chu Mengyao nodded repeatedly, looking serious, and wanted to take out paper and pen to take notes.

In fact, Ye Fan did not have much attainment in swordsmanship, and the seven styles of Beichen he practiced could not be taught to Chu Mengyao.

However, with Mr. Wei's help, nothing will be a problem.

Mr. Wei is a generation of immortal masters, so he can naturally find the most suitable moves for Chu Mengyao to practice.

...

A few days later, the villa backyard.

Chu Mengyao holds the Lingshu Sword in her hand, and her body is ethereal, sometimes like a dragonfly sweeping over water, sometimes like a colorful butterfly passing through flowers.

The sword moves she used were not as big as men, but were as graceful as a stunning geese, like a dragon.

Yingying's white wrist rotated gently, and the long sword drew graceful trajectories in the air, causing the petals on the ground to scent of flowers in the air.

For a moment, the sword energy was surging and the sword light was surging.

Chu Mengyao's figure is as beautiful as the light clouds covering the moon, and as swaying as the flowing wind returning to the snow.

It’s really like a female sword fairy!

Suddenly, Chu Mengyao's eyes sterned, her mind was focused, and her whole body was completely injected into the sword, and her energy and spirit merged into one, and she hit her sword, like a flying immortal.

"Swish!"

The next moment, a bright white light, like a white snake spitting out of the tip of the Lingshu sword, shot out towards a rockery in the distance.

"Rumbling rumble!!!"

The rockery made a loud noise and vibrated.

Looking closely, I saw a hole the size of a fist was blown out in the center, several feet deep.

If this sword light hits an ordinary person, the other party will undoubtedly die.

Seeing this, Chu Mengyao was also startled, and she threw up her tongue and asked incrediblely: "Xiaofan, is this what I did? Am I so powerful?"

"Of course! Mengyao, even if you meet bad people now, you still have the power to protect yourself!" Ye Fan said with a smile.

In the past few days, Ye Fan has not only taught her several sets of martial arts, but also suppressed her strength at the ninth level. As her training, she can accumulate combat experience.

Because of this, Chu Mengyao's strength has also improved by leaps and bounds, and is only one step away from the level of a master, and it is possible to break through at any time.

"That's great!" Chu Mengyao looked happy and continued, "Xiaofan, I will definitely catch up with you!"

"Haha... Then I'm waiting! Maybe it's your turn to protect me in the near future!" Ye Fan quipped with a smile.

Immediately afterwards, the two returned to the villa.

“Buzz buzz…”

Suddenly, Ye Fan's cell phone rang.

The caller was Pei Wu.

As soon as the phone was connected, Pei Wu's cold voice rang in his ears:

"Ye Fan, the leader of Pojun told you before that a Chinese national treasure fell into the hands of the Japanese! Now there is clear news about the whereabouts of that national treasure!"
Chapter completed!