Chapter 6487: Rebellious son

When Ye Qian killed the elders of the outer gates of the immortals, it was under the guise of a blockbuster, but no one saw how he shot.
When Ye Qian killed the elders of the fairy tales, he was in the secret room of the leisure camp. No one saw it. Only afterwards, there was a big head hanging under the door.
This time, through the party of Wang Xuesong, Ye Qian wanted to take the ancient sword in his hand and, under the protection of the great powers, took the good head of the elders of the inner gate of Feixian.
Therefore, when he happened to meet Haiyun City Fan Yi asked Ye Qian, if he did not let Ye Qian take a ride, Ye Qian would do something, Ye Qian just smiled and looked at the eyes full of curiosity He is a young man who is similar to Fan Wei.
"This is the son of Daoyou?" Ye Qianra asked in a deep sense.
"How about that?" Fan Yu’s heart suddenly burst into the heart, and he suddenly warned him. He has been doing business for many years and has been negligent in fighting for decades. He is really not confident in Ye Qian’s enchanting arrogance. Modesty is not suitable for a junior shot, he may not be able to protect.
"The young people have a glimpse of the six peaks of the road, and the road can be expected. The friends can not be as famous as they are, and they are guilty of life and death!" Ye Qian smiled and warned, for him, killing Fan Wei and his son are just a matter of hand, but for Fan, it is a curse of heaven.
After all, Fan Jia is not a direct force of Fei Xianjiao. At most, it is a negligible one in the parasitic vines. Ye Qian has not lost his heart and madness to the point where the killer is in contact with Feixian, but this time he met, dare not Take him to Wang Xuesong, that is the way to death.
"Ye Daoyou is not self-esteemed, Wang Xuesong elders are not Fang Jibo, glimpse the repair of the seven peaks of the road, I am afraid that Ye Daoyou can not match, even kill and fight!" Fan Yan no expression, the hand hidden in the sleeve gently trembled For a moment, he could save his life in order to repay Wang Xuesong's kindness, but his son can't, his son Fan Nianen has a good way, and he must never die in the middle.
"That is Ye's thing!" Ye Qian chuckled. "You can send Wang Xuesong a book to fly the sword and tell him that Ye Qian is visiting the door, wanting to take his good head, as the return to Xianmeng to fly. The fourth gift of the religious leader Li Dezhang!"
"Fourth?" Fan Wei took a breath of cold air. If Haiyun City had a wave of calculations, there were two Feixian elders who died in Ye Qian’s hand. It’s hard to be the elder of Wang Xuesong’s elders. All the great powers are folded in the hands of Ye Qian.
On the other side, Fan Nianen looked at Ye Qian dullly. In his eyes, Ye Qian was filled with unparalleled self-confidence and arrogance. He wanted to kill his two small realms, and he dared to let his father Advance notice, no fear of arranging traps there, simply treating others as nothing. Fan Nianen, the first person of the younger generation of Haiyun City, first experienced the sorrow and helplessness of the top geniuses in the secrets of the Heavenly Gate. This is Ye Qian, the first person of the young generation of Xianmeng, out of the younger generation. The scope can already compete with the older generation. If the elders of Wang Xuesong can really be slashed under the knife, I am afraid that no one will regard him as a young man, but a real power that can be regarded as a suppression of one side.
"It's good, it's a bit of interest first!" Ye Qian didn't explain much. He didn't know that Fan Yi was a difference. Chang Lin didn't die. Instead, he was conquered. The Fei Xianjiao, who died for Chang Lin, is responsible for this. The one that spreads the news in the ground.
Fan Yi heard a deep breath, a big tone, a few powerful lives are just interest, the real goal is to think of the flying fairy teaching leader Li Dezhang, and not afraid to flash the waist, but it is a glimpse of the horizon Powerful.
"Ye Daoyou knows how much power Wang Xuesong has in the elders? How much is the strength of Wang Xuesong's elders?" Fan Wei did not kindly remind Ye Qian, but was completely stimulated by Ye Qian's words. He felt that Ye Qian did not know the heights.
The guilty self-confessed may not have played Ye Qian, but the elder Wang Xuesong is really optimistic about Fei Xianjiao, and can become a strong savage of the eight great ancestors of the Taoist priests, and then there are other seven major gangs to help, win the same as Ye Qian .
"Daoyou only managed to fly the sword and then took me to Wang Xuesong!" Ye Qian smiled and did not answer. Now the mouth cannon has no use. Killing Wang Xuesong is more effective than saying 10,000 words. Ye Qian sees Fan Wei. I still want to say something, deliberately, "Why, don't you dare?"
"This is Ye Daoyou's own self-seeking dead end, and has nothing to do with Fan!" Fan Yu snorted, Ye Qian has been blunt to inform Wang Xuesong elders in advance, let him be prepared, and the best time, and let him out, if he still Don't dare, that's a joke, let alone his absolute confidence in Elder Wang Xuesong. How can Ye Qian be enchanting, and relative to these ordinary abilities, Elder Wang Xuesong can become the elder of Feixian teaches the inner elders, what about the peers? Not the top arrogance, or how to convince them of these same-level power.
"Let's go, don't want to delay the time, half an hour is not enough, I will kill your son, I will kill you when I don't have an hour!" Ye Qian smiled lightly, and the direct space rushed into the luxury snowmobile. Nodded to Fan Hao’s son, then leaned against the wall and closed his eyes.
"..." Fan Wei’s eyes were slightly stunned. He did save in the circle of Xueyuan and gave Wang Xuesong the idea of ​​preparing more time. But I did not expect that Ye Qian would not only be repaired as young, but the experience was even worse. Don't give him a half chance at all.
Fan Yi sighed in his heart, recorded the details in the jade slip, and then spread the book with Feijian. Fan Wei began to rush to the place of the party. There is still a little distance from there. There is not much room for half-hour limit. If there is an accident on the way, it may even be impossible. He can only pin his hopes on Ye Qian’s credibility, but he cannot count on Ye Qian’s kindness.
"Ye predecessors, this is a matter, can I worship you as a teacher?" A young voice echoed in the snowmobile, and the son of Fan’s family was shocked, and his son’s loud slap in the face "Reverse, are you out of heart!"
"Interesting, your father brought you, presumably to take Wang Xuesong's door, into the flying fairy, how would you want to go under my scattered door?" Ye Qian slowly opened his eyes, looked at the young people in front of him, asked Road.
As for the slap in the face, Ye Qian didn't even see it. In Xianmeng, Laozi beat his son to be a godsend, and he didn't have to kill him.
What's more, no matter how you look at it, it is more cost-effective to go to Feixian to become a disciple of Ye Qian. Even Ye Qian feels that the child's brain is a bit abnormal.
"The younger generation thinks that the predecessors of Ye should be able to smash the elder Wang Xuesong under the knife!" Fan Nianen was on the side of Ye Qian, and his mood was unexpectedly calm. He did not know why he would make such crazy things, but deep inside. There is a voice telling him that he missed this time, and in this life, he can only look at the figure from afar.
"Reverse, what do you say..." Fan Yan heard the words, but he was so angry that he gasped, raised his palms, and gave himself a slap in the face. Elder Wang Xuesong had a favor for his fan family. How could this blind man be? I don't know, how can I tell these crazy words, he doesn't know what happened to his son who has always been sensible, but on the one hand, he made such crazy things.
"You are afraid that half an hour can't be reached, prepare for the road ahead?" Ye Qian asked strangely, not blaming him for being so skeptical, thinking about it, this is the most reliable reason, but Ye Qian just said time. When the restrictions were imposed, Fan Wei did not bargain. If you want to come there half an hour, there should be no problem. It is a bit weird!
"The younger Fan Nianen, the elder Wang Xuesong saved his father 80 years ago. So far, the Fan family is omnipresent to the requirements of the elder Wang. The father still feels that he is not enough. He wants the younger generation to return to the world. The younger generation did not have any goals. The father's debt is still a matter of righteousness..." Fan Nianen lowered his head and said what he wanted in his heart. On the other hand, Fan Yiwen’s excitement was slightly calmer, and it was not really heartless.
"Why did it change his mind?" Ye Qian nodded and asked, he was curious about what the young man was thinking.
"The younger generation cultivated in the father's supervision at home. I don't know why I practiced. I don't know how to use it. I was lucky to be the first person in the younger generation of Haiyun City. I entered the ranks of the youngest generation of Xianmeng, but still do not know what to do. Why do you repair your father’s vision as your own, until the younger generation first saw the predecessors in the lore..."
Fan Nianen originally had a little confused and hesitant tone. As he became more and more, his tone became more and more firm:
"Eight masters of eight products, the secrets of Heaven's Gates, the Tianjiao disciples who defeated many of the top forces of Xianmeng, even killed the lesser propaganda of the immortalism, the younger generation of the younger generation of Xianmeng, the younger generation thought at the time, this is The real way to live!"
"..." Ye Qian is speechless, juvenile, you are so stupid, you do not know how old I was when I was running from Xianmeng to Demon City.
Fan Wei of "..." on the other side is also speechless. He looks at his son seriously, his face is familiar, but he is so strange, like changing someone, like being taken away, he I don’t know at all.
"If the predecessors did not appear, the younger generation would worship under the elders of Wang Xuesong and become a disciple of Feixian. Then, like the past life, they practiced slyly and repaid the elders of Elder Wang Xuesong. After the end of their lives, this is when the father was a child. Arranged a good way, the younger generation has always felt that it doesn't matter, but I feel that it seems to be a shortcoming, until today I see the predecessors!"
Fan Nianen calmly stated that he had really understood what he wanted at this time. He never wanted anything. He was what his father Fan Wei arranged. What did he do? He has been honest for decades and is a child of others. The role model, but never know what he wants to live, until Ye Qian wants his father to pass the book, bluntly to visit, and take Wang Xuesong’s head, he suddenly wakes up, this is the real fairy, he does not want to continue that It is the path of the fairy road arranged by the father.
"The younger generation wants to be a person like their predecessor, so they want to worship their predecessors as teachers!"
Fan Nianen said all the thoughts in his heart. The dagger had no more words in front of Ye Qian, waiting for Ye Qian to decide...