But Ye Fan shook his head: "Sorry."

"Today, with me here, none of you can touch her."

"Not only today, but in the future, I, Ye Fan, will not let anyone touch her in the slightest."

A calm tone, a calm voice, and a calm expression, but the words he spoke had the power to shake the entire universe.

At this moment, the aggrieved beauty in front of Ye Fan froze immediately.

His eyes were already flushed red, even with tears, and began to spin around.

In the ears, Ye Fan's low and slow words echoed over and over again.

In my heart, there is a warm current, slowly flowing.

Tang Yun raised her head, and for the first time looked seriously at the boy in front of her.

Is this the feeling of being guarded?

Is this the touch of being held in the palm of someone's hand?

All my life alone, my whole life, Tang Yun has never been so warm and moved as she is now.

It's like a person who walks the night met a boy who can warm her whole heart.

"You... what do you mean?"

"Could it be that, for him, you want to be an enemy of our Martial God Hall, and the entire Yanxia Martial Arts?"

"Ye Fan, you should have thought about it."

"Are you really going to break with your country because of a witch?"

Ye Fan's words made the God of War and others tremble.

Tang Hao questioned Ye Fan anxiously.

You know, because of historical reasons, there was some grievance gap between Trumen and Yanxia.

However, due to the fact that the Trumen are too powerful, the Martial God Hall never mentions any past grievances.

After all, past things are past.

As long as Trumen doesn't come to Yanxia to make troubles, Martial God Palace will naturally not provoke Trumen either.

But now, the lord of the Trumen trespassed in Yanxia without permission, and committed such shocking crimes in Jiangdong.

Under the new and old hatred, not only the Martial God Hall will not forgive Tang Yun, but the Yanxia Martial Arts will never let Tang Yun go, and even the hundreds of millions of descendants of Yan and Huang will definitely not allow a palm to be stained with the blood of their own compatriots. People, leave alive.

Therefore, what Ye Fan is doing now is undoubtedly tantamount to standing on the opposite side of the Martial God Temple and the entire Yanxia Martial Arts.

Tang Hao and the others, how could they not be in a hurry, how could they not be angry?

Facing the questioning from Tang Hao and others, Ye Fan remained silent.

Standing there with a thin body, the watery moonlight shone lightly and fell on Ye Fan, but it cast shadows all over the ground.

Ye Qingtian and others looked at Ye Fan, eager to find the answer from Ye Fan's expression. JrNovels.com