Fantasy: I, Playing As The Ghost Sword, Become The Villain?

29. Please be clever, say goodbye!

29. Please be clever, say goodbye!

When Ye Fan hurried back to King City Ji and saw that the Ye family mansion had become a ruin, his mind was blank if he was struck by lightning.

In fact, the news that I found all the way all the way undoubtedly showed that the Ye family was really annihilated.

It’s just that Ye Fan has been reluctant to believe it.

But at the moment the facts are right in front of him, and he can’t help but admit it.

“Father, mother, ancestors, uncles and uncles…”

“I killed you…”

At this moment, there was endless regret in Ye Fan’s heart. He regretted that he had provoke Liu Qi in the first place and brought the fame and disaster to the Ye family.

“puff!……”

Ye Fanru was hit hard, and a mouthful of stagnant blood spurted out, his face like tin foil.

“Xiao Fan, people can’t come back to life after death, you change sorrow and change…”

Huo Lao didn’t know how to comfort him, he just said a word, and then fell silent, letting Ye Fan himself be quiet for a while.

If you encounter this kind of tragedy, if you can’t bear it, your mind will collapse.

At this moment, Ye Fan’s state is indeed very unstable, his aura is scattered, and he can get into trouble at any time!

I don’t know how long it has passed before Ye Fan suppressed his anger with difficulty and gradually recovered some spirit.

“Liu Qi, I just grabbed a fruit from you, but you want to kill my whole family!?”

“You devil!”

“I hate it!”

Ye Fan’s hair was frantic, and he looked up to the sky and screamed loudly.

“The hatred of the genocide is not shared. If you can’t frustrate you, I, Ye Fan, swear not to be a man!”

Ye Fan is worthy of being the son of luck. He has a different will from ordinary people. He has extraordinary perseverance. He has suffered such a big blow, but he has not depressed, and he has rekindled his fighting spirit for revenge in such a short period of time.

However, such a huge hatred does not mean that it can be suppressed if you want to suppress it.

It is estimated that his cultivation will be greatly affected for a long time, and it may even be difficult to make progress.

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Yin Country, King City.

In the depths of the palace, in a secret room.

Liu Qi stood with his hands behind and listened quietly to Ziyue’s report.

“Master Qi, Ziyue, the task you confided, has been completed!”

“The whole Ye family is up and down, not leaving a living mouth, and cutting all the grass and roots.”

Ziyue said without any fluctuations, as if describing a common thing.

And the head of the Ye Family Patriarch was also lifted out by her like a watermelon.

“Very well, go down and receive the reward.”

Liu Qi waved his hand.

“Thank you for the great king’s gift!”

Ziyue knew that whether it was punishment or reward, she only had the right to accept, not the right to refuse.

After Ziyue left, Liu Qi showed a meaningful smile.

“Son of luck, son of luck, why are you fighting me?”

“I’m not like some stupid villain…”

This time, Liu Qi didn’t play his cards according to common sense. It was unexpected, which no one would have imagined.

He wouldn’t be like the evil villain in some plots, disdain to deal with the enemy’s family, or just arrest a few people to threaten him.

If you want to do it, the thunder will strike, and you won’t keep one!

“When he learned that the entire Ye family was dead, his expression must be quite exciting, right?”

“Moreover, he should be very clear that it was because he offended me that the Ye family was annihilated!”

“It was he who killed his whole family because of his own selfishness!”

What Liu Qi wants is this kind of heart-piercing effect.

Suffering such a severe blow, even if Ye Fan’s martial arts heart cannot be collapsed, at least he can be blinded by hatred!

It also allows him to live in self-blame all the time.

In any case, although Liu Qi is the culprit, the cause is Ye Fan himself.

Liu Qi didn’t believe it. With such a deep hatred, how can the son of Qi Luck endure forever?

Hedong for thirty years, Hexi for thirty years?

That’s just to talk about it casually!

Maybe the son of luck will wait with you for thirty years? ?

If all this can be tolerated, then it is not called the son of luck, it should be called the ‘child of the tortoise’.

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A remote place on the outskirts of Ji Wangcheng.

A handsome young man knelt in front of a grave.

On the tombstone, it says “The Tomb of Ye Qing, the Patriarch of the Ye Family”!

But this young man was not Ye Fan, but his appearance was somewhat similar to Ye Fan!

It turned out that this young man was Ye Qing’s illegitimate son, named’Ye Mo’. Everyone in this secret family didn’t know it, only Ye Fan knew.

Ye Mo had extremely poor martial arts aptitude, so Ye Qing didn’t have the face to take him back to the Ye family for training, but secretly provided resources to him.

It was precisely because of this that Ye Mo escaped a catastrophe and became the fish caught when the Ye family was destroyed.

“Well, why do you want to offend that second prince Yin Wang? Alas!”

When mentioning the name of the second prince, Ye Mo couldn’t help flashing a look of fear in his eyes.

The name of King Yin was not spread out indiscriminately, but by killing!

In this continent, no one knows the reputation of the second prince of the dynasty.

“Father, you are in peace, with my current cultivation base, I am afraid that there is no hope for revenge for you!”

Ye Mo’s martial arts aptitude was mediocre, and he was ignorant and low-powered in the past. With his ability, it is indeed difficult to find the Yin King to avenge him.

“But if I can’t avenge you, what face do I have to be your son?!”

Speaking of this, he suddenly stopped, showing determination, took out a knife, and cut a strand of hair.

“Today, I will sever the father-son relationship with you. This is the enemy of killing the father, please be clever and leave!”

Ye Mo resolutely got up and left, and he moved quickly under his feet, for fear of being seen by someone.

If Ye Fan were here, I would not hesitate to slap him to death!

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