"These are all a small token of appreciation from the Martial God Hall, so please accept them, madam."
The Martial God Hall envoy said respectfully.
Hearing this, Ye Ximei's body suddenly trembled.
She looked at the Martial God Hall envoy and asked in a low voice with some trepidation, "My son, how...? What's wrong?"
"Nothing... Nothing happened, right?"
Ye Ximei no longer knew what kind of mood she was in when she asked those words.
She only remembered that at that time, how she hoped to hear from these people that her son was still safe and alive.
However, she was disappointed after all.
"Madam, I am sorry to tell you."
"Mr. Ye Fan, he, has almost no chance of surviving."
"Moreover, the Martial God Temple side also suggested that Mr. Chu's funeral, as much as possible, be held in a simple manner."
"It is also for the safety of Mr. Ye Fan's loved ones."
"Of course, after today, we will also stay in Jingzhou City, responsible for the safety of the Ye family members."
......
Ye Ximei no longer remembered what these envoys said afterwards, she only remembered a heart-breaking stabbing pain in her heart, and then her brain was dizzy for a while, and finally the whole person fainted.
"Sister~"
"Sis, pull yourself together~"
"Hurry!"
"Get to the hospital!"
The Ye family immediately panicked, Ye Tian Ye Ya they picked up their sister, and then they sent her to the hospital.
"Yuyan, keep an eye on your sister Qiu~"
Because of the concern, many people in the Ye family followed to the hospital.
But Ye Xilan some uneasy Qiu Mu orange, so let Ye Yuyan these younger generation stay to guard her.
However, after knowing this, Qiu Mu Orange stood there and never said a word.
But her originally rosy face, but at a frightening speed, rapidly pale down.
As the saying goes, there is no greater sorrow than the death of the heart.
Ye Yuyan and the girls were also a bit panicked, asking to Qiu Mu Orange one after another, "Sister Qiu, don't scare me, say something."
"Sister Qiu~"
Qinglong and the others all panicked.
They didn't know how to persuade, but the more they saw Qiu Mu Orange's silent appearance, the more worried they were.
"Sister Qiu, say something~"
At the end of the day, Ye Yuyan went forward and pulled Qiu Mu Orange.
Qiu Mu Orange's delicate body shook, and then, Ye Yuyan and the others saw that a line of crimson blood, then flowed down the corner of her mouth.
"Sister Qiu, don't scare me~"
"Don't you scare me~"
Ye Yuyan and the others were undoubtedly terrified.
How hard would a person have to be to cry blood directly.
Ye Yuyan and the others could not feel Qiu Mu Orange's emotions at this time.
But they know, Ye Fan is gone, Ye Yuyan mother's heart of reliance will also be gone.
Once the young man who sheltered them from the wind and rain, once guarded their mountain, no longer.
When people reach a certain age, what they want most is peace and quiet.
But if there is no support in the heart, there is no support for feelings, and how to talk about stability?
That feeling, as if the heart suddenly missing a piece.
"Sister Qiu ~"
"Wooooooooo~"
Ye Yuyan also cried in fear, completely helpless.
At this moment, it was as if Qiu Mu Orange was soulless, just standing there, letting her mouth sob blood, her eyebrows were godless, like a walking corpse.
"Woah~"
"Woah~"
.....
The young child less than a year old in the room, perhaps infected by the sadness of people, and perhaps also feel a very important to their own people left, originally peaceful and stable teenager, suddenly also howling.
A few minutes ago, it was a harmonious family, all the peace and happiness, suddenly shattered.
Sometimes, only when you lose someone, you will understand how important he is to the family.
Just like Ye Fan, the backbone of the entire Ye family.
Now Ye Fan fell, Qiu Mu Orange and Ye Xi Mei two hearts of the sky, also collapsed, the entire Ye family's sky, followed by the collapse.
This night for the Ye family, definitely not good.
Qiu Mu Orange and Ye Xi Mei both were sent to the hospital, but Ye Fan's funeral can not be left unattended.
At this time, Ye Tian Ye Ya, the two heads of the family, can only take care of and organize.
Ye Tian also tried to ask, whether the state can step in and help can transport Ye Fan's body.
But of course the answer is no.
Now the Martial God Temple is not afraid to get involved with Ye Fan, naturally it is impossible to give the Chu family to ask for Ye Fan's body, so the Martial God Temple can only advise the Ye family to dismiss this idea, the body is not possible to transport back.
There was no way, since they had already gotten this answer, Ye Tian and the others did not force the issue.
They took a shovelful of earth from the place where Ye Fan had lived and put it in the box.
And then, simply arranged a spiritual hall.
And, according to the instructions of the Martial God Temple, the funeral was not much bigger, it was limited to a very small number of people, and those who came to participate were Ye Fan's closest friends and cronies.
At the funeral, Qinglong people wearing mourning, kneeling in front of the spirit.
Ye Fan's hair fatty, a snotty nose and a tear, crying into a fury.
Li Er, Lei Lao San and other people sobbed uncontrollably, and I do not know how many of their tears are really sad.
Qiu Mu Orange and Ye Xi Mei two people did not appear, mourning to the extreme they are still in the hospital to this day.
Martial God Temple envoy on behalf of the sword saint Tang Hao and others to lay a wreath.
There is no interview, no mourning, not to mention the group kneeling.
When the brilliant Mr. Chu, the day he left the earth, is bleak and desolate anomaly.
Just like the door of the flowers, green willow, spring and summer when the competition, withering time is bleak sky.
By late afternoon, the spirit hall are ready to withdraw.
The Ye family also followed the advice of the Martial Temple, the funeral was held for one day.
However, that is, in the evening, a middle-aged man, suddenly appeared here.
The Ye family has never seen him, ask him who he is, he does not say.
Just standing in front of Ye Fan's spirit, looking at his effigy, standing for a long time, and never said anything.
Behind him, the sun set in the west, the haze filled the sky.
And his eyes, but there are countless scenes of time can not change.
"Ye Fan."
"If there is an afterlife, I hope you can be born in a powerful and unafraid of any enemy Yanxia."
"If there is an afterlife, I hope you can be born in a Yanxia where the martial arts flourish with the shelter of the divine realm."
After a long silence, the man suddenly tilted his head and whispered, with an endless heaviness in his words.
Muddy eyes, there are faint crystal tears flickering.
Yes, this person is no other than Ye Qingtian, who went toe-to-toe with the Sword Saint at the top of Yan Mountain that day.
The calmer Ye Qingtian also realized that, in terms of the big picture, the Sword Saint's approach was not wrong.
The biggest mistake is that the martial arts of Yanxia today is not strong enough.
If there were God Realm powerhouses in Yanxia, why would they be afraid of the Chu family?
If the martial dao of Yanxia was flourishing, how could they not be able to protect the youth of their own country?
"Asylum?"
"My family's Dragon Lord, why does he need to be sheltered by others."
"He alone is enough to defy all storms."
"Also, who said that there is no God Realm in Yanxia Martial Dao."
"In a few years, my Dragon Master will be the strongest nerve of Yanxia."
"By the way, I also abducted the God Realm powerhouse from the neighboring country to become Yanxia's daughter-in-law."
When Ye Qingtian's heart was heavy, not far behind him, there were a few laughing and cheerful words.
Ye Qingtian's body trembled violently.
Then, he turned around violently.
Then saw, the end of the sky river, there are several tall and majestic figures, with the sunset on their backs, facing the sky and earth, with their heads stepping forward.
The leader of a person, clear eyebrows, thin body, the harmless face, but with a different and brilliant smile.
It seems like a general returning from a victory; it also seems like a monarch who has unified the Heavenly River.
The aura of five powerful people, just like this, suddenly, descended on Yanxia!
Who said, this is not the best time for Yanxia.
Who said that this is not the best era of Yanxia? The era where he is, that is the era of the spring and autumn heyday of Yanxia's martial arts.