Seeing the anger in Chen Xu's eyes, Ye Fan was deeply shocked. His face turned pale, his mind went blank, and after a while he finally uttered a few words, "What do you want? I am your brother... No, I don't have a sister like you. You are not my sister, who are you?"
Shen Xu shook his head away with all her might, sneered, and replied, "I am your sister. My brother has lived in Dongyi for a long time, and we have been apart for a long time. It is understandable that your impression of me is distorted."
She turned to the others present and asked, "Everyone, can I have a private chat with my brother?"
The others looked at each other, then looked at Fu Yi inquiringly. Fu Yi nodded, and everyone retreated one after another.
The lights in the room dimmed, leaving only the light from Ye Fan's head, illuminating the mechanical chair.
Seeing the key to the mechanical chair still on the table, Ye Fan hurriedly said, "Qingqing, get away from these lunatics! Don't be stupid, they'll hurt you. Let me go! I'll take you home."
"Go home?" Shen Xu picked up the key on the table and placed it in front of him. "If I go back with you, will you really not hurt me?"
"What nonsense are you talking about? You are my biological sister. How could I hurt you?"
"But Miss Xu is still waiting for you to find medicine for her." Shen Xu's eyes were burning, and he waved the key in front of his eyes.
Ye Fan stared at the key intently, "Qingqing, I'm your biological brother. I can't possibly harm you. Quickly open the mechanism."
"But if Miss Xu's illness is not treated, she will die."
"Yanyang Nation is a great country. Finding someone who was born on the same day, month, and time as you is easy."
A strange smile appeared on the corner of Shen Xu's mouth, and he continued to speak in a calm and calm tone: "But, Miss Xu's illness can't wait a moment, only my blood can save her."
"Let me go first. I'll take you home. We'll talk about this when we get home. These people are not good people. They will kill me and you too. We have to get out of here as soon as possible."
"Then do you dare to swear? Take me home and promise not to take my blood."
"Qingqing, now is not the time to talk about this!" Ye Fan said anxiously, "Hurry up and open the mechanism."
"I swear, if you hurt me again, I will be a widower and die alone."
"Qingqing!"
"Swear!"
"Okay, okay, I swear, if Qingqing lets me go now, I promise not to take your blood. If you break this oath, you will be a widower and a lonely person, and you will not die a good death. Can you let me go now?"
"Okay." Shen Xu put away the key and unlocked the door for him. The chains that bound his hands and feet loosened at once. Ye Fan pounced on her like an angry lion, pinched her neck and shouted angrily: "You traitor, die!"
Shen Xu showed a panic expression, "Brother, you said you wouldn't hurt me, you said you would take me home."
"You betrayed the Ye family and His Majesty, you deserve to die. You are not worthy of calling me brother, nor are you worthy of being the eldest daughter of the Ye family!" Ye Fan's hand that was pinching her neck was bulging with veins, his eyes widened, and murderous intent filled his eyes.
Shen Xu's face flushed red, but a strange smile appeared on the corner of her mouth. She said calmly, "But brother, if you kill me now, there will be no blood left to cure Miss Xu's illness."
"Hmph, I'll deal with you after I get out of here." Ye Fan quickly let go of her hand and dragged her out of the lobby door.
"Oh no, Ye Fan's chains have loosened!" Hearing the noise, Murong Yan and Liu Zhang were the first to rush in. Before they could put up a defensive posture, they were knocked against the stone pillar by Ye Fan's palm.
Liu Zhang's neck was broken, and he vomited blood and died on the spot. Murong Yan wanted to stand up and fight back, but he was pierced through the chest by the candlestick he picked up, and fell to the ground convulsing.
Ye Fan withdrew his palm, slightly puzzled, but did not dare to linger any longer, and strode out of the courtyard.
The people he met later, Lu Xiao, Jiang Ran, Princess Lin, and Jade-faced Fox, all seemed to have no martial arts skills, and Ye Fan quickly and easily dealt with them.
He twisted Shen Xu's arm and ran towards the door, but two burly men blocked his way at the door. They were the genius Jiang Yu and the guard Mu Yunliu.
The two of them rushed towards Ye Fan angrily. Jiang Yu flew up and punched him in the heart. Ye Fan quickly dodged and retreated.
A burst of dust and sand flew up, and the blue bricks on the ground were shattered by Jiang Yu. Mu Yunliu was extremely fast, and the knife he pulled out was like a giant snake, biting directly at Ye Fan.
Ye Fan took advantage of the situation and pulled out a silver spear from the shelf at the door, and started fighting with the two men.
It took a lot of effort to knock the two men to the ground.
Without giving him a chance to breathe, the door in front of him suddenly opened. Fu Yi stood with his back to the light, holding a long-handled double-edged axe. His tall figure and scarlet eyes looked like the devil had returned.
Ye Fan clenched the silver spear in his hand and stood in front of the figure that was several feet taller than him, "Fu Yi, everyone says that you are the descendant of the God of War and the best master of Yanyang Country.
The amulet in my hand can slay gods and demons above and exterminate demons and ghosts below. Today, I want to witness the power of this destructive power."
"A mere ant, are you worthy enough to challenge the might of heaven?"
The deep voice carried immense pressure, and the powerful killing intent was like a violent storm, blowing towards him, making it difficult to breathe. Fu Yi raised his axe, and the pitch-black sky instantly turned blood-red, with streaks of lightning tearing through the clouds.
Ye Fan silently prayed for his father's blessing in his heart. The cold light cut through the dark clouds, and a blood-like mist enveloped his body. For a moment, the fire and lightning were chaotic. He could only resist instinctively and could not see the huge body and the attacking cold blade.
He poured his strength into the silver spear, and the prayer seemed to have taken effect. Ye Fan felt his body was lighter than ever before. The speed of the Great Demon King's axe swing seemed to have slowed down, and every movement was full of flaws.
He aimed at the light spot in the center of the huge body, and the silver spear passed through like a giant dragon. The body of the devil fell to the ground with a bang, the red mist dissipated, the strong wind stopped, and the red light and lightning in the sky gradually dissipated.
After an unknown amount of time, he finally defeated the big devil.
Fu Yi lay on the ground, clutching his chest, gasping for breath. Blood soaked through his dark robes. Ye Fan approached with his gun in hand, ready to deliver the final blow.
A white figure blocked the muzzle of his gun and knelt on the ground with arms wide open, "Brother Ye Fan, please don't kill my brother."
Princess Shen was wearing a crescent-white brocade dress, emitting a jeweled and luxurious aura. Her beautiful phoenix eyes were filled with tears, and she looked pitiful.
Ye Fan stepped back slightly, "Princess Shen, get out of the way!"
"Brother Ye Fan, since I helped you, please let my eldest brother go. You have already defeated him. Don't hurt him anymore."
Ye Fan squatted down, pinched her chin and looked at her, "I heard that you like me?"
Princess Shen nodded with sobs. She gently grabbed his arm holding the gun and begged bitterly, "Please, as long as you let my brother go. I am willing to do anything. I am willing to be a slave to the general."
"Anything you're willing to do?"
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