Ye Fan's face was morose, and his deep eyes were filled with a burst of anger.
Tang Yun's actions had undoubtedly broken Ye Fan's heart.
The long sword in his hand swept out, and endless killing intent ran through him.
However, in the face of Ye Fan's sword and his furious words, Tang Yun did not say a word throughout.
Her beautiful, graceful face was desolate.
She did not resist, did not struggle.
She looked forlorn, as if she had already resigned herself to her fate.
It seemed that she, Tang Yun, was really going to die here today.
In the past, Tang Yun had also thought about what she would be like when she fell.
But she had thought of millions of endings, but she had never thought that she would end up dying under his sword.
However, even if she were to die today, Tang Yun would have no regrets.
In her life, she had experienced everything that a person should experience, including power, authority, wealth and glory, love, hate and hatred.
It was not in vain to have walked in this human world.
Perhaps the only regret was that she could not watch her child, grow up to be a man.
"I hope your father, I hope, will take good care of you."
Tang Yun whispered in her heart, and her eyes slowly closed.
In her ears, the sound of the sword was already getting closer and closer.
Tang Yun could almost already feel the sight of her throat being pierced through in the next second.
Once that magnificent daughter&bsp&bsp, in the last moment of her life, all without any half-hearted fear.
Instead, calmly, she stepped into that eternal good night.
"It's over."
Beneath the heavenly river, Ye Fan's low, inaudible voice, as if a death sentence from the god of death, made known to the world the death sentence of this Chu Sect's lord.
Stab!
Powerful Qi surged, Ye Fan held his longsword and split the heaven and earth, his icy cold sword aura cutting straight at Tang Yun.
"No!"
Meng Wanyu knelt on the ground, mournfully crying out.
"Junior, and dare?" Chu Zhengliang was also shouting.
"Bastard, stop!" The Grand Elder of the Chu Sect's eyes were red.
"Stop it, how dare you kill my Chu Sect's Sect Master?"
The thousands of Chu Sect's sons and daughters were wailing even more.
There were sounds of panic and anxiety everywhere.
However, Ye Fan turned a deaf ear to them.
With his sword in his hand, he went forward!
The wind was sluggish, the sword was roaring.
The woman who had never eaten the fires of the world was calmly welcoming death.
At the moment Ye Fan's longsword fell, two lines of tears slowly flowed down from the corners of Tang Yun's eyes.
They fell to the ground and smashed to pieces.
A few breaths later, everything returned to silence.
Ye Fan put away his sword and turned around to go.
Behind him, there was only the woman who had fallen in a pool of blood.
And, the broken hair that was floating in the air!
After a long time, Tang Yun, who thought she was going to die, opened her eyes.
She looked at the back of the man who had turned around and left with his sword, and her whole person was, without a doubt, completely stunned.
"For what?"
"Why didn't you make a move?"
Tang Yun's eyes were full of panic, and her voice, which spoke, carried a tremble.
This ending was clearly out of Tang Yun's expectation.
Tang Yun hadn't thought about it all, how Ye Fan still hadn't killed him.
Yes, that sword just now, at the last moment, the blade turned and just crossed the tip of Tang Yun's hair.
He hadn't killed her after all.
Faced with Tang Yun's terrified question, Ye Fan only shook his head and smiled "Perhaps, it's because of that girl called Yu Yun?"
"After all, I still can't be as heartless as you are."
Ye Fan said with a bitter smile, but in his words, the anger and fierceness from before had all but disappeared.
Ye Fan originally thought that after he was stabbed through the arm by Tang Yun just now, he would let go of everything from the past, let go of all his tender feelings and past events.
However, when his sword really stabbed out, when Tang Yun closed her eyes tightly and waited for death, when that fairy-like beauty shed tears, deep inside Ye Fan's heart, it actually stung like pins and needles.
That feeling was as if a loved one, who was extremely important to him, was about to leave forever.
At the last moment, Ye Fan's heart, after all, softened.
Even though she had held a sword against herself a thousand times, Ye Fan, after all, did not want to stab her with a sword.
In the end, he was still an indecisive person.
In the midst of his self-deprecating words, Ye Fan had already walked away with his longsword on his back.
Tang Yun, on the other hand, was stunned in place, speechless for a long time.
Deep in her heart, it was as if a tsunami had been set off, turning the rivers and seas upside down, and it was difficult to calm down for a long time.
There is always a person who can amaze all the years of one's life.
There are always a few words that can pierce through all one's pretensions.
No one could feel Tang Yun's heart at this moment, how it was touched and how complicated it was.
"It's not wise to keep her."
"You can think it over."
"I advise you to kill her in the end, otherwise, this woman, I'm afraid, will become your gravedigger."
Seeing Ye Fan withdraw his hand, the Moon God not far away but frowned as his cold voice rang out again.
Ye Fan did not hesitate this time and directly shook his head "Forget it."
"She is not wrong either."
"Everyone has something they want to protect at the risk of everything, right?"
"For me, it's family, it's friends."
"For her, I guess it's the clan."
"She's not wrong, none of us are wrong, we're just on different sides, right?"
"Anyone who can protect their dreams against all odds deserves respect."
Ye Fan smiled lightly, but who could hear the powerlessness and sorrow beneath these words of Ye Fan.
"Yue'er, thank you."
"Thank you for always helping me when I needed it most, for always being there for me when I was the loneliest."
"I, Chu Tianfan, have not known many people in my life. But the greatest honour of all is to have met you."
"In a moment, if you really encounter an unbeatable resistance, just leave me alone and leave by yourself."
"I, Chu Tianfan, have a cheap life, and I am content to have made it this far."
"Every step I take next, that's all earned."
Ye Fan looked at the Moon God, a faint smile on his clear face.
This guy, even though he was covered in blood, even though he was covered in bruises, even though he was facing the strongest behemoth in the world, yet he was still so calm, so unconcerned.
Perhaps this was the quality of Ye Fan that fascinated Rangong Ying Yue the most.
Even in the face of the most terrifying person or thing in the world, he would not have any timidity.
Even now, Rangong Yeyue still remembers that it was this same man who, in the summer of that year, single-handedly killed his way into the sacred mountain of the Sun Country with only a single heart and brought her out of the thousands of horses.
He fought in blood, regardless of life or death, for no other reason than to take her to the World Tree to watch a sunrise.
Sometimes, Rangong Eizuki felt that her master, was the best master in the whole world. But sometimes she felt that her master was the most foolish boy in the whole world.
Other people are so angry that they want to take him home as their wife.
Her silly master, on the other hand, was so angry that he could watch the sunrise with her.
This is a great way to pay for it, right?
Only this foolish guy in front of her could do such a thing, right?
While the Moon God was lost in thought, Ye Fan had already turned around.
The longsword was gripped in his hand, and a heavenly murderous aura swept through his heart once again.
A morose gaze, like a sword, once again fell on Chu Zhengliang.
"Third Uncle, it's time to settle the score between you and me."
"Tang Yun has been defeated, who else can save you?"
Stab!
In a mellow, angry shout, Ye Fan waved his sword and cut angrily.
The ice-cold sword light cut through the sky and shattered the void, pointing directly at Chu Zhengliang's brow.
Chu Zhengliang had already been scared silly, and he ran towards the Chu family manor like a madman, shouting wildly as he ran.
"Father, save me!"
"Father, help me!"
"Father, help me!"