A Dish Best Served Cold Chapter 1767

 Yun Dao Heavenly Jie is already strong,&bsp&bsp let alone now from the hands of God realm powerhouse.


        The four strokes in a row, the moon god simply difficult this time Yuan Power powerful outburst.


        At this time, the tremendous force wrapped around the Moon God's delicate body smashed down towards the distance.


        However, at the moment the Moon God was crushed, what she was worried about in her heart was not her own safety, but Ye Fan.


        Her pretty face was bloodied, and in her anxious beautiful eyes, she clearly saw Chu Yuan kill in Ye Fan's direction.


        The Chu Yuan who was now on the rampage was so strong that even she could hardly stop him, let alone Ye Fan who was already at the end of his rope.


        Under the endless anxiety, tears emerged from the beautiful eyes of this holy and noble Moon God.


        She shouted with all her might, her anxious cries being smashed by the wind.


        But it was already useless.


        In fact, even the Moon God herself knew clearly that when the sword had missed just now, all that had been done was just a futile struggle.


        Ye Fan could not get away.


        Therefore, facing Chu Yuan's sweeping attack, Ye Fan did not dodge.


        Full of exhaustion, he barely even had the strength to stand anymore.


        The red-flame giant finger swept across the sky, trembling in all directions with its monstrous might.


        This had been the secret technique that Ye Fan had relied on to become famous, and now, he was going to fall here himself.


        However, even though he knew that he was powerless to return to heaven, Ye Fan's clear face still did not show the slightest bit of panic or fear.


        He braced his body and did not fall down.


        His lean body, like a tree, stood there as if for eternity, without gestures of sorrow or joy.


        Half at peace in the dust, half soaring in the wind.


        Half spilling shade, half bathing in sunlight.


        Never relying, never looking


        In the far west, the sun is setting.


        The fiery red wheel of the sun, half obscured by darkness.


        Under the afterglow of the setting sun, Ye Fan's body was as red as if it had been stained with blood.


        He did not look at Chu Yuan, let alone at the giant red-flame finger that was about to take his life.


        He merely turned around, his eyes, which were so deep and majestic in the past, always falling on Tang Yun alone.


        Ye Fan did not speak, but only looked at Tang Yun and smiled.


        In that smile, there was self-deprecation, ridicule, and even more endless despondency.


        That look was as if he was questioning Tang Yun.


        Now, you should be satisfied, right?


        Ye Fan's appearance at that moment was like a thunderbolt striking through all of Tang Yun's heart's defences.


        At that moment, Tang Yun was stunned, and tears left her eyes uncontrollably.


        "No!"


        "This is not what I want!"


        "I don't want you to die!"


        Tang Yun could no longer contain the emotions in her heart, and she shouted out with tears in her eyes in Ye Fan's direction.


        The tears in her eyes were only like a flood that flooded in June.


        As she cried and shouted, her moving and delicate body was like a shocking chorus crossing heaven and earth.


        And then, amidst everyone's horrified and frightened gaze, they saw this Chu Clan Sect Master, Chu Yuan's beloved disciple, actually run towards Ye Fan regardless of everything.


        Just like when she had resisted Ye Fan's sword technique earlier, this time, she opened her arms and chose to block in front of Ye Fan.


        "Sect Master, you."


        "Teacher!!!"


        "This this"


        "Why?"


        The children of the Chu Sect, who were all over the sky, were all terrified.


        Chu Shen and the others, when they saw this scene, their eyes instantly went red.


        It was difficult for them to understand, they only felt that it was unthinkable and shocking.


        Just now, when Tang Yun protected Chu Yuan, that was normal.


        Not to mention the thousands of years of bonding and entanglement between the Tang and Chu families, Tang Yun's friendship with Chu Yuan as a teacher and student alone, it was impossible for Tang Yun to sit back and watch her teacher die.


        Although Tang Yun was born into a wealthy family, her family was not happy.


        Her father was a martial arts enthusiast who once went off the deep end and unintentionally killed his wife, Tang Yun's mother, by mistake.


        In short, Tang Yun's childhood was devoid of a father's love and a mother's love.


        Her only sister, who loved her the most, was also trapped by love and hurt by a man, and was never heard from again.


        It can be said that she was brought up by Chu Yuan.


        Although Chu Yuan was harsh with her, he did teach her with all his heart, and in the end, Chu Yuan even single-handedly helped Tang Yun to become the master of the Chu Sect.


        Once a teacher, always a father.


        This was why, when her own teacher was in danger of life and death, Tang Yun would risk her life and sacrifice her life to try to protect her.


        But what about Ye Fan?


        This devilish executioner whose hands were stained with the blood of the Chu Sect's children and who almost killed Chu Yuan, why did Tang Yun want to save him?


        Why!


        Everyone couldn't figure it out.


        Even Meng Wangyu's eyes were filled with horror.


        But Tang Yun could no longer care about that.


        She had thought that when Ye Fan had abandoned her in the old Chu family mansion and chosen to continue his revenge, she had been as good as dead.


        However, when she really saw that the man who had once entered her body so deeply was about to fall, that kind of grief, no matter how unparalleled, was surprisingly harder to bear than killing herself.


        Even just now, when she saw that Chu Yuan was in a desperate situation, she did not feel as bad as she did now.


        At this moment, Tang Yun's inner emotions had long since broken through her reasoning.


        In her mind, there was only one thought left.


        That was, she didn't want Ye Fan to die!


        "Little Yun, what are you doing?"


        "You're crazy!"


        "Stand down for me!"


        Tang Yun's sudden action naturally caused Chu Yuan to be shocked.


        How could he not have imagined that, after defeating the Moon God, there would be someone else coming out to shelter Ye Fan?


        Moreover, this person, surprisingly, was also his most favoured disciple.


        "You sinful disciple, do you want to seek death?"


        "Don't even give me a way out!"


        Chu Yuan was simply going mad, and his angry shouts resounded in all directions.


        But Tang Yun turned a deaf ear to them.


        At this moment, as much guilt as her heart felt towards Ye Fan, so did her eyes.


        "Bastard!"


        "You sinful disciple, do you really want to die of anger?"


        Chu Yuan's face was so lofty that he only felt his entire chest almost explode.


        He had not expected that the traitor would be out among the clan.


        However, anger was still anger, but Tang Yun was his own disciple after all, so even if she had done something wrong in a moment of confusion, Chu Yuan would not be able to kill her.


        With no choice, Chu Yuan immediately dispersed a few percent of his power.


        As he watched, the giant red flame finger that had originally covered the sky was instantly dimmed by several percent.


        However, it was only a few percent weaker, and Chu Yuan did not stop.


        He manipulated the power to just the right level, so that he could kill Ye Fan while not posing a threat to his disciple's life.


        Anyway, Ye Fan had long been a broken body and at the end of his strength, let alone a God Realm powerhouse, even a Martial Arts Patriarch could kill Ye Fan at will.


        So, with the same force, Tang Yun would only be injured, while Ye Fan might just fall!


        Just like this, under everyone's gaze, Chu Yuan's red-flame giant finger, after converging, still fell.


        The tremendous power was like a river breaking its banks, wrapping both Tang Yun and Ye Fan in an instant.


        The storm that rushed through the sky swept up the sand and wind in the sky.


        Those two figures, swallowed by that wind and sand, were instantly swallowed up.


        Outsiders could no longer see what was going on inside.


        All that could be seen was a purple glow, quietly lit up.


        It was like a candle flame swaying in the midst of a storm that would not go out for a long time.


        "Sect Master!"


        "Teacher!"


        Outside, everyone was worried and praying.


        "Ye Fan!"


        The Moon God was anxious, her pretty face tinged with tears.


        However, no one saw that in the midst of that storm, Tang Yun was holding the scarred Ye Fan tightly, crystal tears dripping down unceasingly at the place of Ye Fan's wounds.


        At the same time, at Tang Yun's neck, there was a lotus flower jade pendant, glittering with light.


        The purple divine glow coalesced into a lotus of light, wrapping the two people in it.


        It was as if, in the midst of a storm, a shade was propped up.


        "This this is"


        "Purple Yang Spiritual Jade!"


        Seeing the purple lotus of light blooming in the midst of the storm, Chu Yuan's eyes immediately widened as he trembled and lost his voice.


        The Tang Family elders were even more appalled.


        They had not expected that their Tang Family's heirloom jade would be activated at this very moment!