At that time, Mo Gucheng's old eyes turned red, and he ran over as if crazy, hugged his son, and tears flowed in his old eyes.

"Wuya~"

"Wuya, wake up, wake up!"

"Don't scare my father, don't scare my father~"

.....

"who!"

"Who is it?"

"Is that beast who dares to abolish my son of the King of Fighters?"

"If you don't take this revenge, I will be a father in vain!"

"I want to crush his bones and ashes, and ashes~"

....

On the top of Yanshan Mountain, the sad and sad voice of the King of Fighters echoed for a long time.

In the hall, he hugged Mo Wuya, covered in blood, and tears flowed.

A few minutes ago, King of Fighters Mo Gucheng was still fantasizing about the glory of a double-titled title in the future, and imagined that on May 5th, his son would reach the top of martial arts and be in the glory and glory of his life when he was enfeoffed.

He was even clamoring to the God of War just now that his son Mo Wuya was powerful and deserved to enter the Temple of War.

But who would have thought that his son was interrupted and lifted in afterwards.

It was like a slap in Mo Gucheng's face.

He was full of hatred and his heart was almost bleeding.

"who?"

"Who is it that ruined my son?"

In the Temple of the God of War, the King of Fighters was still roaring sadly.

But no one responded.

On the top of Yanshan Mountain, only the noise of the wind and the chill are left.

———

———

Ye Fan, who was far away in Japan, naturally didn't know about this scene that happened in the Temple of War.

However, even if you know, Ye Fan probably won’t care.

After all, Mo Wuya's ending was his own fault and there was nothing to sympathize with.

Martial arts disputes are so cruel.

This is also the fact that Ye Fan is very strong. If it were Ye Fan who lost to Mo Wuya, Ye Fan's fate would only be even more miserable.

At this time, Ye Fan had already returned to the hotel.

I am preparing to rest for one night and set off tomorrow to return to China.

At the same time, in the Sword God Palace, Suzumiya Eiyue was under house arrest.

Twenty-four hours of care and surveillance.

Even Susanum, the second strongest man in Japan, went to check the injuries on Suzumiya Eitsuki's neck.

Fortunately, this girl did not stab the carotid artery before, otherwise the gods would not be able to save her.

It was already evening, and Susanumen pushed open the door of the room and delivered the supper to Suzumiya Eiyue.

"Eat something."

"You have seven days left."

"Seven days later, the God-waking ceremony was held on the top of Mount Fuji."

"At that time, there will be no more Suzuki Suzuki in this world."

A faint voice rang.

But Suzumiya Eiyue didn't care, just asked softly.

"You're here?"

"I asked you to send something to my master?"

Suzumiya Eiyue stood by the window with her back facing him.

The breeze stirred up her black hair, and the dazzling sunshine made people unable to see her expression.

It's like a sky covered by dark clouds.

Some of them were just a dark face.

"Um."

"I've arranged someone to send it."

"This time is almost here." Susanumu replied in a low voice.

"Okay, thank you, you can go out."

There was no extra words, and after asking, Suzumiya Eiyue stopped talking.

He was alone in front of the window, looking out the window with a breathless gaze.

Looking at the streets that Ye Fan had walked through.

In the distance, the sky tower towers into the clouds.

The air is filled with the fragrance of cherry blossoms.

In my ears, I could vaguely hear the love words of couples walking on the roadside and their friends.
Chapter completed!