"He's my cousin, wouldn't it be different?"

"Unfortunately, he insulted the wrong way."

"If they hadn't treated An Qi cruelly, I might have spared his life."

Ye Fan looked indifferent.

But in fact, even if Ye Fan didn't kill him, Chu Qitian would have died long ago.

The seizure of the house by the strange demon has already eroded his consciousness and soul.

His younger brother, Chu Qitian, had long since ceased to exist.

All that remains before him is just a shell.

Duanmu Wan'er didn't ask any more questions.

She asked Ye Fan to hold her, and leaned forward again.

Then he reached out and checked Chu Qitian's eyes.

"Wan'er, how are you doing?"

"Can it still be transplanted?"

Ye Fan asked with concern.

After all, this blue-eyed golden flower pupil is related to An Qi's life.

Ye Fan has not been able to break through the divine realm now, and it is undoubtedly impossible to save An Qi with the previous method.

However, it might be possible to extend An Qi's life by moving the blue-eyed Jinhua pupils back to An Qi's brows.

This might not be a way.

After a brief inspection, Duanmu Wan'er nodded, "Yes, Brother Xiaofan."

"The blue-eyed Jinhua pupil has not been damaged."

"With some means, I can transplant it back into An Qi's eyes."

"At that time, An Qi's eyesight should be back to normal."

"At the same time, this blue-eyed, golden-flowered pupil feeds back An Qi's source of life."

"Perhaps, the danger of An Qi's life can be solved easily."

Duanmu Wan'er said softly.

When Ye Fan heard this, a stone in his heart finally fell to the ground.

After so long, I finally heard some good news.

"Well, I'll take his body back when we're done in a while."

Ye Fan quickly made a decision.

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