Ye Fan looked back.

"I don't know what's going on these two days, but this kind of sound always appears."

"It's like thunder."

"I don't know, but I thought the gods were fighting?"

Mr. Ye and the others obviously noticed the sound and said from the side.

Ye Fan didn't say anything, but just looked in the distance, his expression gradually became solemn.

"Mom, grandpa, don't go out during this period, just stay in the manor."

"What about you?" Ye Ximei asked worriedly.

"I'll go out and have a look. You don't have to worry about me or wait for me to have dinner." Ye Fan said, and then quickly left.

"Oh, Xiaofan~"

"Where are you going?"

Ye Ximei chased after her and shouted loudly.

But Ye Fan's figure had already disappeared from the end of his sight.

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At this time, on the wasteland forty kilometers away from Jingzhou city, several figures gathered here like lightning.

"Old Ye, how about it?"
Chapter completed!