My Cold and Beautiful Wife

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Ye Fan looked at him with a smile that was not a smile, "Oh?" What happened to my Ying Ying? "

"Take a look for yourself. Eh? Who are you!? "

The video on Shangguan Ling's phone had just been switched on, and he was about to say something nasty, but he found out that the person who appeared after the call was connected was not his subordinate.

A man wearing a red jacket was staring coldly at Shangguan Ling.

"My name is Blood Thorn, you are Shangguan Ling right? Who allowed you to fight with the underground gangs and involve the entire society? Don't you even know the rules of the martial arts world? "

"Blood... Blood thorn? Who are you!? " Shangguan Ling broke out in a cold sweat.

The blood thorn did not waste time talking and took out a badge. In the middle of the badge was a dark gold dragon head totem.

"Dragon Soul!?" Wei Shaoqiu, who was standing at the side, also saw this scene and cried out in alarm.

The Blood Thorn snorted, "It's good that you know him. Hand the phone over to Ye Fan."

Shangguan Ling and Wei Shaoqiu were so scared that their faces turned pale. They were two underground families, and no matter what, they wouldn't dare to act arrogantly towards the people from Dragon Soul.

Furthermore, the Dragon Soul was the highest level secret service in the army. They could mobilize some troops from other places at any time. How could a mere underground family possibly resist such a strong force?

The most important thing was, how was Ye Fan related to the dragon soul? [What is this guy's background?] Could it be that Ye Fan himself belongs to Dragon Soul!?

The more he thought about it, the more frightened the members of the two families became. They couldn't wait to call their father and discuss the countermeasures.

"Ye …" "Mr. Ye." Shangguan Ling smiled bitterly and handed over the phone with both hands.

Ye Fan took the phone, looked at the bloody thorns, and laughed, "How come it's you? You did well this time."

In the screen, the two people were Blood Thorn and Leng Xue. These two happened to be the closest members to Hua Hai, so Xie Linyuan naturally sent them to protect Feng Yueying.

The blood thorn saw Ye Fan, and its face was still a little ugly. After all, Ye Fan had beaten it up and threw it into the sea, making it lose face.

Of course, he also knew that his strength was lacking, so he didn't have anything to say.

On the other side, Leng Xue was very respectful to Ye Fan, "Mr. Ye, Miss Feng is fine now, please rest assured."

Ye Fan was also very grateful from the bottom of his heart, "I will have to trouble you guys this time. I will treat you guys to a meal when I get back, haha..."

"Ye Fan!" Feng Yueying also appeared on the screen with a worried look on her face, "Are you alright? "Don't worry, those people who came to capture me have all been taken away."

Ye Fan smiled and nodded, "I'm fine. You stay with them, so don't go to work today."

"En, I understand." Feng Yueying obediently replied.

After hanging up the call, Ye Fan immediately pinched his phone, and turned it into a pile of trash.

Ignoring Shangguan Ling, Wei Shaoqiu and the others who were trembling in fear, Ye Fan opened the scroll and started reading the words on it.

This scroll clearly had many years on it, and the words on it were seal type.

The more Ye Fan looked at it, the more his eyebrows creased. When he saw the entire scroll with a few hundred characters, Ye Fan became even more puzzled.

"Where did you get this scroll?" Ye Fan asked the paralyzed Mo Xuanfeng.

"This... "This was left behind by our Yin Corpse Sect's ancestor, we were previously pressed in the library, after I became sect head, I accidentally found it." Mo Xuanfeng thought that Ye Fan was a person of the dragon soul, so he did not dare to hide anything.

Ye Fan squinted his eyes. No wonder the dragon soul didn't discover the Yin Corpse Sect's matter. So it was this guy who had just taken up the role.

"Who else knows about the contents of this scroll?" Ye Fan asked.

Mo Xuanfeng glanced at the injured Wang Lengyan, "Then..." Just Junior Martial Brother Wang and I. "

Ye Fan sneered, "You guys are still quite smart, knowing that there are many people who are teaching this kind of martial arts, you will definitely make a big deal out of it. So, you just have to keep yourselves young, right?"

Mo Xuanfeng smiled bitterly, "If Mr. Ye likes it, feel free to take it. I only hope that it will not be reported to the Dragon Soul …"

They knew that the moment the Dragon Soul found out about the existence of this scroll and secretly used a woman to make up for it, they would definitely be dealt with.

Ye Fan thought for a moment, then said, "This should only be a fragment, where did the rest of the scroll go?"

"Fragment?" Mo Xuanfeng was confused, "I... "I don't know …"

Ye Fan didn't know whether to laugh or cry. This guy didn't even notice that this scroll was just one of the profound techniques.

However, even though it was just the Yin Corpse Sect, the Sect Leader was only at the initial Xiantian realm, how could he experience such profound martial arts?

"I will accept this scroll." Ye Fan directly put the scroll into his pocket.

Mo Xuanfeng was secretly delighted in his heart. In any case, he had read the contents of the scroll countless times already, and it was all in his head. It didn't matter even if the scroll was taken away by him.

Thus, he pretended to be pitiful and begged, "Mr. Ye, we have eyes but were unable to recognize Mt. Tai. Please take it. We will definitely not complain."

Ye Fan revealed a smile, "Of course I know. You won't complain, because you are about to die."

Without waiting for Mo Xuanfeng to come back to his senses, Ye Fan directly stepped on his neck.

"Sovereign!" Wang Lengyan turned pale with fright when he saw this. He wanted to get up and run for his life.

However, Ye Fan's figure was like a gust of wind. He instantly arrived in front of Wang Lengyan and sent him flying with a kick.

Wang Lun was like a cannonball as he ruthlessly slammed into a concrete wall, then slowly slid down, leaving behind a wall of blood and dirt.

In the blink of an eye, the two main figures of the Yin Corpse Sect returned to the west.

Wei Shaoqiu was pained to see this. Their underground family was originally lacking in ancient warriors, and the Yin Corpse Sect that they tried so hard to rope in was destroyed by half just like that. There was no way to save them.

Ye Fan naturally didn't want the contents of this scroll to fall into the hands of others, because he faintly felt that the origin of this technique was extraordinary.

"I'm leaving now. Do you have any objections?" Ye Fan turned around and glanced at Shangguan Ling and Wei Shaoqiu.

Wei Shaoqiu quivered, afraid that Ye Fan would kill them too. He quickly shook his head, "No …." "No objections, Mr. Ye, please leave well. I have truly offended you today!"

"That's right, Mr. Ye. We didn't know that you were so familiar with Dragon Soul. If we had known earlier, how could we not appreciate your kindness? Please be magnanimous …" Shangguan Ling who was at the side also said with a stiff smile.

This time, the Wei family and the Shangguan family could only suffer a loss. After all, Ye Fan had the dragon soul behind him, and they couldn't get rid of it no matter what.

Ye Fan took Ning Zimo with him as they left the Flying Cloud Mansion and drove back to Hua Hai.

Along the way, Ning Zimo felt that she was just making a false alarm. In her opinion, infuriating two underworld clans was definitely a big problem, but Ye Fan handled this matter with ease.

Seeing Ye Fan sitting in the car and still looking at those words on the scroll, Ning Xuemo could not help but ask, "Ye Fan, what exactly is written on this scroll? Why can't I understand a single word? " Chapter error, point this report (registered free)

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