Mike. The roar of reluctance was still coming out from the courtyard.
But at this moment, Ye Fan could no longer care about him.
His only thought now was to save An Qi.
Although, her body had already started to freeze.
Although, Ye Fan could barely see any signs of life on An Qi's body.
But Ye Fan was unwilling, he had to try, he had to save An Qi.
"An Qi!"
"Hang in there~"
"Make sure you hold on!"
Ignoring the blood and dirt all over Anqi's body, Ye Fan carried Anqi into the room like a madman.
While urgently recalling the Yue Yao Medical Immortal, Ye Fan also channeled the purest Yuan Power into An Qi's body in the room, doing his best to buy time for An Qi.
"Son of a bitch~"
"Chu Tianfan, you're a brute!"
"It's useless for you to hide."
"You've harmed my sister!"
"I, the Jones Family, will make you pay in blood!"
"Immortality will not end ...."
"Never Die ...."
Mike Jones. Jones tried to rush in like a madman to bring back his sister, but each time he was thrown out by Gaia and the others.
Finally, covered in blood, Mike. Jones, who was covered in blood, knew that with his current strength, he could not take his sister away, nor could he deal with Ye Fan.
So, he had already felt like retreating.
"Young master, let's go back."
"The Dragon God Hall is powerful, it is definitely not something that these few of us can break through."
"The best thing to do today is to return to the clan and tell the family head about this."
"Let the clan gather the strength of the entire clan, and even the entire clan, to swing into Yanxia and march into Southern Springs!"
Mike. Jones' men obviously also felt the huge gap between them and Ye Fan, and from the side, they turned to Mike. Jones and discouraged him.
"Good!"
"Let's go back!"
Mike. Without hesitation, Jones spat out the blood in his mouth, and then led the remnants of his soldiers to leave Yanxia and rush towards the family's location.
"Hmm?"
"Isn't that someone from the Jones family?"
"Strange, the Chu family's people didn't come, how come it's the Jones family's people?"
"And, and making a mess of it?"
As the Jones Family withdrew, the Yanxia Martial Dao powerhouses that had been stationed at the provincial border of Jiangdong Province were filled with confusion.
It was then reported to the Martial God Hall and notified to the Sword Saint and the others.
The Sword Saint and the others, who had learned of the news, immediately frowned.
"Tang Hao, I feel that a storm, again, is about to come."
The Sword Saint stood by the window and spoke worriedly, his old eyes filled with worry.
"How's the Fist King's situation?"
"How is the recovery going?"
Worried, the Sword Saint asked about the Fist King's situation again.
Tang Hao returned, "I just went to see him two days ago, and his injuries are almost healed."
"He's doing recovery training these days."
"Moreover, from what he said, being seriously injured this time has also allowed him to be blessed by the disaster, and his strength has been refined once again."
"Oh? It seems that it is, after breaking." The Sword Saint was slightly surprised, but he did not expect this calamity to become a few encounters for the Fist King instead.
"In a moment, you tell him again, so that he can report to duty as soon as possible."
"The time has come when the country needs him."
"Good!" Tang Hao nodded his head, turned around and went to do it.
In the large hall, the Sword Saint was the only one left standing alone at this moment.
These days, the Sword Saint had been distracted.
In fact, he expected, more than Ye Fan, that the Chu family would come over and apologise honestly.
In this way, they, the Yanxia Martial Dao, would be able to follow suit and pass through peacefully.
But now, the bad seeds, had already appeared.
Once an accident occurred, the Sword Saint had to worry that the current Martial God Hall alone could possibly cope?
At this time, the God of War had gone into seclusion without news, and Ye Fan had also fallen out with the Martial God Hall, which immediately gave the Sword Saint a feeling of being alone.
The return of the Fist King was perhaps the only good news Sword Saint had heard in the past few days.
While the Martial God Hall was already getting nervous, in the land of Jiangdong, Ye Fan was still doing his best to save An Qi.
At the same time, Ye Fan mobilised the forces of the Dragon God Temple to urgently search for Yue Yao.
It was only in the early hours of the next day that Yue Yao, that ninny, rushed back to Jingzhou City.
"Brother Little Fan, what's wrong?"
"Has something happened?"
These days, Yue Yao had not left Yanxia, but had been touring around various cities in Jiangdong.
After receiving Ye Fan's urgent summons, Yue Yao rushed back urgently, and seeing Ye Fan covered in blood, Yue Yao was immediately frightened, thinking that something had happened to Ye Fan again.
"Quickly, Yue Yao!"
"It's too late to explain, come into the room with me."
With an anxious look on his face, Ye Fan pulled Yue Yao and then walked into the room.
Afterwards, Ye Fan also came out of the room and waited outside, full of anxiety.
In this way, Yue Yao's treatment of An Qi lasted for three days and three nights.
Finally, on the fourth day, Yue Yao, who was full of fatigue, came out.
"How is it, how is An Qi?"
"Can it still be saved?"
Ye Fan immediately walked up and grabbed Yue Yao and asked anxiously.
Yue Yao muttered her small mouth and said discontentedly, "Hmph, brother Little Fan only knows about An Qi An Qi, why don't you care about me at all."
"I haven't closed my eyes for three days and nights."
"I'm starving to death."
Yue Yao complained.
Ye Fan hurriedly apologised, "I'm sorry Yao'er. An Qi she is a matter of life and death, I can't help but be nervous."
"You quickly tell me, is An Qi still saved?"
Yue Yao returned, "Two pieces of news, one good and one bad, which one do you want to hear first."
"The good one." Ye Fan said.
"She's not dead, her life has been stabilised by me for now. But it is still in a coma, when she will wake up is not certain." Yue Yao whispered.
"What about the bad ones?" Hearing that An Qi was not dead, Ye Fan breathed a long sigh of relief and continued to ask after her.
"Little Brother Fan, as I said, you can't be in a hurry."
"An Qi, her life, right now, is saved for now though."
"But her eyes..."
Speaking of this, Yue Yao suddenly sighed and her expression became heavy.
"If my guess is good, An Qi should be a special physique, right?"
"She should, I believe, be carrying the blue-eyed golden flower pupil."
"Hmm, but she's not mature yet, and has yet to fully control the power of the blue-eyed golden flower pupil. When she becomes successful in her cultivation in the future, she should be able to completely stimulate the power of her blue-eyed golden flower pupil." Ye Fan said back in a deep voice.
However, Yue Yao shook her head, "It's impossible."
"Her eyes have already been taken away."
"From now on, she will be an ordinary little girl."
"Or rather, an, ordinary, little girl who will never see the light of day again."
"Ai..."
"It's a pity that such a young girl was killed in such a tragic way."
"The murderer, what a loss of humanity!"
During the healing of An Qi just now, Yue Yao was undoubtedly shocked and horrified to learn that An Qi's eyes had been taken out.
She had never thought that there would be such a heartless person in today's martial arts world, who would do such a poisonous act to a young girl who was not yet an adult.
The viciousness of the act was simply outrageous.
"You... What did you say?"
"An Qi... Her... Her eyes...?"
Ye Fan's entire body directly froze at that moment.
In his mind, it was as blank as if he had been struck by thunder.
Within his heart, there was an inexplicable emotion that swept out abruptly.
After that, Ye Fan could no longer remain calm and rushed into the room like a madman.
On the bed, the little girl, who had already been cleaned, lay there like a sleeping beauty.
Snow-white skin, a moving face, and an incipient delicate jade body, such a playful and lovely girl was a delight to almost anyone who had seen it.
Yet, only a thick cotton veil lay over her eyes.
Once, those big, beautiful, soulful eyes, those eyes that reflected the light of the starry river, had finally lost their light completely.