After that, when facing foreign enemies, how many people dare to charge forward? Kill the enemy for the country?

In some decisions, we should not only look at the gains and losses in front of us, but also consider the future and the guidance and influence on people's hearts.

Anyway, if Zhang Jiuling was in Ye Fan's situation, he would definitely have great expectations to be protected by his family and country.

But it is a pity that the voices of Zhang Jiuling and other few people were finally drowned in the torrent of the majority.

In the end, Yanxia Martial Arts still decided to keep Ye Fan out of the country and prevent Ye Fan from bringing trouble into Yanxia.

After getting the news that Ye Fan committed suicide with a sword, Zhang Jiuling, who was far away in Jiangbei, fell seriously ill.

Afterwards, he submitted his resignation letter to Martial Arts Hall and stepped down as the president of the Jiangbei Martial Arts Association.

Determined to withdraw from this icy world of martial arts.

Perhaps, at that time, Zhang Jiuling, like the God of War, should have been disheartened by this scorching summer of martial arts.

This is not the martial arts world he wants to protect at all?

This kind of cold, temperatureless and sympathetic martial arts world is not worth it.

Zhang Jiuling thought that he would spend the rest of his life in the courtyard in front of him.

But he never expected that the man who was forced to death back then would come back.

Maybe it's God's will.

It was God who sent Ye Fan back to smash this cold and ruthless world of martial arts.

Let this dead Yanxia Martial Arts be reborn from Nirvana!

At this moment, Zhang Jiuling was filled with thousands of emotions.

The expression on the old face is even more difficult to tell whether it is joy or sadness.

However, while saying these words, Zhang Jiuling slowly closed his eyes.

Like a sleeping person stepping into darkness, calmly stepping into death.

"Grandpa, I won't let you die!"

"Whoever wants to kill you, the granddaughter will kill whoever!"

Seeing his grandfather begging for death, Zhang Zixi's eyes immediately turned red.

Holding a wooden sword, she stood in front of her grandfather, staring fiercely at Ye Fan with her eyes.

No one paid any attention to him.

Ye Fan's eyes just stopped on Zhang Jiuling.

Perhaps, thinking of the past, Ye Fan's expression also became indifferent and cold.

"Why do you need to bring up the old things?"

"There is no need to talk about atonement."

"You don't owe me anything." JrNovels.com