The Greatest Daoist Miracle Doctor

At the end of the speech, ye bent his knee and knelt down in front of Murong Feiyan!

This kneeling, the whole valley, seems to tremble!

Many years ago, old man ye once told Ye Feng that he was only a little short of the last barrier from the final ascent! If it had not been for the problem of Xiandao, he might have already gone! He has long been the cultivation in the period of transforming God, and he is the highest one here!

Now, he knelt down in the dust in public, his white hair shaking in the wind!

"Master!" With a loud cry, Ye Feng knelt down beside his master. His heart, unspeakably uncomfortable! Master is his mountain, his heaven! At this moment, the master knelt down for him and his son!

"Big brother!" The evil king Yunfan's face changed dramatically!

Do not ask, did not expect this scene! He opened his mouth wide!

In Mo Wen's heart, Ye Zhen is always superior in cultivation, talent and charm! Don't ask him if it's out of reach in his life!

Ye Zhen, he said to kneel!

There is gold under the man's knee, not to mention Ye Zhen?

The presence of Lei Zhen and others, is also silent to open the mouth!

Although, this is the first time to see Ye Zhen! However, Ye Zhen's prestige, in the eight hidden door, but no one knows, no one knows!

He has always been a legend, a myth!

Now, in front of the public, he knelt down in the dust!

Murong Feiyan did not expect this scene, she opened her eyes! The storm all over the sky stopped in an instant!

Ye raised his head and looked at Murong Feiyan, but his old face was always calm!

Murong Feiyan, staring at old man Ye. For a long time, Murong Feiyan's eyes slowly shed a line of clear tears.

She didn't say anything more. She just turned around silently, dragging her muddy robe, slowly and lonely, towards the dark deacon hall!

The north wind is bleak and the dead leaves are flying!

In the valley, there is a lonely and desolate atmosphere!

Murong Feiyan, full of white hair flying, thin body, in the dark Deacon's hall, it looks so small!

With the sound of "bang Dang", Murong Feiyan's lonely figure hides in the Deacon's hall, no more sound!

All over the world, I don't know what to do!

Ye old man, still straight kneel in place!

Lei Wanqing dare not breathe, staring at the magic deacon hall! A heart, anxious to die!

I don't know how long later, the door of Deacon's Hall finally opened again!

A baby basket, shot out!

"My child..." Lei Wanqing a shout, the voice completely changed the tone! For a while, Lei Wanqing rushed to the basket recklessly and madly!

Ye Feng suddenly moves and comes after him. He reaches for Lei Wanqing and catches the baby basket together!

Inside the basket, the little baby was not asleep, but was blinking his big eyes and sucking his hands attentively! He didn't know what had happened. He just blinked his big black eyes and looked at Ye Feng and Lei Wanqing curiously!

"This is my son!" At the moment when Ye Feng saw his son, he felt warm and moved!

He is very beautiful indeed. His facial features are like his mother, Lei Wanqing! Between the eyebrows, but there is Ye Feng's appearance, white and pure, looks pure and lovely, full of spirituality!

"Child, my child..." Lei Wanqing took the child out of the basket with a cry of pain and tears!

Ye Feng's tears also came down. He raised his hand and hugged their mother and son tightly!

This scene, so that the presence of the right people, all moved!

Even Lei Zhen's eyes are red! He sniffed and let out a sigh!

"Don't be angry, her father! It's not easy for Wan'er! " Nangong Chunru looks at Lei Zhen and says with tears!

"Well, that's it. What's the use of being angry? Stop... " Lei Zhen sighed again.

Ye Feng finally hugs Lei Wanqing's mother and son and returns to his master, elder Ye.

As soon as he raised his hand, Ye Feng and Yun fan, the evil king, helped up the master!

Lei Wanqing is holding the child, kneeling down in front of old man ye, pear blossom with rain, crying and saying: "thank you, master, thank you..."

"Good boy, you are good! Let you be wronged! Get up Ye laosou hands each other, helped up Lei Wanqing!

The evil practitioners of the demon sect, seeing this scene, retreated silently like the tide!

In an instant, the valley became empty!

There is only one young woman left in the demon camp!

That woman is Murong Yan'er!

At this moment, she is full of anger, looking at old man Ye!

"Yan'er? Are you Murong's niece, Murong Yan'er? " Ye old man looked to Murong Yan son's hand around the finger unfeeling whip, slow voice asked.The whip was once the magic weapon of Murong Feiyan's fame!

"Ye Zhen, since you are dead, why do you want to come out? Is it not enough that you hurt my aunt? Don't hypocritically repent here! Today, if you hadn't stepped in, Ye Feng would not have been able to escape! " Murong Yan'er's face was fierce.

Speaking of this, he pointed to Ye Feng with a whip and said harshly, "Ye Feng, you have escaped the first day of junior high school, but you can't escape the 15th day! May I tell you that you have ranked second in the killing order of holy gate, second only to your master Ye Zhen! It is said that you have also destroyed a part of the Western Saint! Hei hei, the Western sage, is not so kind as my aunt! One day, you two, master and apprentice, will survive, not die, not die! "

Say, Murong Yan son, Teng body and rise, toward the West outside the valley, fast and go!

"Yan'er!" Don't ask at Murong Yan'er's back, a shout.

However, Murong Yan'er is ignored to go!

Inside the Deacon hall, there is still no sound!

Ye looked at the direction of the Deacon's hall, sighed, and finally turned to Mo and said, "Wen Tian, I'm leaving now! We'll see you later! "

Don't ask old man ye, who looks at the white beard and hair, and looks back at the direction of the Deacon hall. I don't know why, his heart is filled with boundless sadness!

See Murong Feiyan, for Ye Zhen, can instantly white head, and face no change! Don't ask to know, this life this life, he is doomed to never walk into Murong Feiyan's heart!

Don't ask what's in your heart, it's broken! Persistent for decades of a dream, today, finally wake up!

"Alas..." With a long sigh, Mo Wen seemed to be getting old in a moment, but he shook his head and said, "I'm going to leave too For decades, I'm tired too! It's time to go! "

With that, he took Qingming knife and walked slowly to the distance. He didn't know where to go!