"During this time, you must call back all the powerful people in the Dragon Temple."

"After I leave the customs, it will be the time when the flames will start a prairie fire."

"I don't want to delay my plans for many years because of other things!"

Ye Fan spoke solemnly, his words were low and dignified.

Mr. Han immediately agreed: "Young master, don't worry, I have already issued the order of the Dragon God."

"The powerhouses from all directions have begun to gather!"

"Before the little master leaves the customs, I will make everything ready!"

"However, my master's retreat and breakthrough matter is of great importance, and no mistakes can be tolerated. I think I will send a few strong men to guard the gate for you tomorrow, my lord."

"No need. If you send martial arts experts over, it will attract attention and attract unnecessary prying eyes. Huaxia's Martial God Temple is not vegetarian."

"I have my own arrangements here, you don't have to worry, just do your own thing well." Ye Fan rejected Mr. Han's suggestion.

"Oh well."

"Before this, the old slave wished the young master a great success in advance!"

On the phone, Elder Han's respectful voice came.

Soon, everything fell silent.

And Ye Fan, after finishing the call with Mr. Han, he didn't go back immediately, but picked up his mobile phone and dialed another person's number.

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Yanjing.

It's the Spring Festival, and this thousand-year-old capital is immersed in the festive and lively atmosphere.

The big city of Yanjing is brightly lit.

In the streets and alleys, red lanterns are hung in every corner.

Bright red is the most vivid color in this ancient Chinese festival!

Everywhere, there was laughter and laughter.

At this time, in a luxurious villa, there is a silence.

The coldness here is in stark contrast to the noise and excitement outside.

Xu Lei sat alone in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows in a long skirt, curled up in a corner like a kitten, looking down on the vast world outside.

When you look at the word loneliness, there are children, melons and fruits, puppies, and mosquitoes, which are enough to support an alley in a midsummer evening, full of human touch. Under the canopy where young children hold melons and willows, dogs chasing butterflies in the narrow alleys, the world is full of prosperity and laughter, but I have two temples to spare.

The prosperity of the world has nothing to do with you. This is called loneliness.

At this time, Xu Lei undoubtedly felt this way.

One person looks at the lights of Wanjia, and one person overlooks the prosperity of the world. JrNovels.com