"Nonsense stuff."

.....

On the forum, similar scolding wars are endless.

Until one day, a post suddenly appeared.

The title is, Chu Tianfan is still alive!

Really, the moment this post appeared, all the scolding on the Internet disappeared.

Obviously, they were all cowardly and scared.

I'm afraid that Ye Fan is really alive, and if he sees someone saying bad things about him, he will kill him along the network cable.

But later I learned that that post was just a random post by someone.

"Depend on!"

"Can you stop playing this joke in the future?"

"People will die!"

"Chu Tianfan is dead."

"How could it be possible to live?"

....

"That's right, is it interesting to make such a joke?"

"You want him to live that much?"

"Another West Lake tragedy?"

.....

The martial arts forum is full of noise.

Time, amidst all the disturbance, gradually passed by.

In a blink of an eye, a year has passed.

At the foot of Yunding Mountain, a figure in white appeared quietly.

Revisit the old place, the old man has passed away.

Ye Qingtian was full of melancholy.

He carried two jugs of wine and walked up to Yunding Mountain.

Compared with the last time I came here, the current Yunding Mountain is much colder and more lonely.

The doors and windows were locked, and the yard was overgrown with weeds.

Completely one, dilapidated scene.

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