Xuanhuan: So I am the ancestor of all weapons

Ye Fan took a step, every step he took, it seemed like a year had passed.

He finally walked around the screen and saw the scene behind the screen.

"Huh? Why is Wutian the only one?" Ye Fan raised his eyebrows. Behind the screen was a container that looked like a bathtub for two people. It was white, translucent, filled with warm water, and seemed to be made of materials from the Profound Sky Continent.

The dense water vapor in the big tent comes from here.

But there should have been two people in the water tank, but only Wu Tian was lying in it, his eyes were slack, and his face was full of grief, as if he had lost the most precious thing.

"Senior Takeda, you are..." Ye Fan looked around, his mind full of question marks, "Dian... no, what about her?"

Takeda didn't respond, still wandering away.

In the end what happened?
Ye Fan quickly used the secret method of the fox clan to secretly transmit the sound to Diankong: "Senior, where are you now? What's the situation with Takeda now?"

He asked several questions in a row, but did not wait for a response.

Diankong seemed to evaporate from the world, no matter how Ye Fan transmitted his voice, there was no response.

"It looks like things are messed up."

Ye Fan's heart was heavy, and things had completely exceeded expectations.

"Goddess, where are you?"

Unexpectedly, when Ye Fan was anxious, Wu Tian's voice sounded like a dream.

Ye Fan looked quickly, but Wutian's eyes were still blurred, as if he didn't see Ye Fan at all.

However, his clenched fists were unconsciously relaxed due to the instinct of his body.

A ball of paper fell from his fist.

"Ok?"

Only then did Ye Fan realize that there was something in his hand.

Glancing sideways at Takeda, he didn't know it.

"It seems that it is this piece of paper that made Senior Takeda lose his mind. Could it be that Diankong left it behind? What did he write?"

Ye Fan muttered to himself, hesitating whether to read it or not.

After all, this matter may concern the common privacy of the two seniors.

After thinking for a long time, Ye Fan bent down and picked up the paper ball.

Nowadays, it is still the first thing to figure out the ins and outs of things.

Ye Fan took a deep breath and opened the ball of white paper.

"To my dear predecessors:
I am very grateful to my seniors for giving me the opportunity to show myself.

Since I was a child, I have been in the Water Dance Sect with only female disciples.

But I, who was naturally naughty, seemed like a different species. I was born to love fighting, even though all my companions taught me to behave gracefully and treat people politely. A girl should behave like a girl.

I study hard, but I can't learn how.

In my chest, there is only a fighting heart.

So I split my heart apart, and in front of people during the day, I am a good girl, speaking politely and doing elegant things.

I no longer practice boxing in front of others, but sit cross-legged quietly like everyone else, feeling the power of the supreme water spirit.

And when the night was quiet, I finally couldn't control myself, I yelled at the mirror, and practiced boxing at Jusong.

I'm as crazy as a man, maybe even crazier than a man.

Until I met my seniors, I always thought I was a freak.

But it wasn't until I met my senior that I realized that there are still people in this world who appreciate me!
The real me, who had been suppressed for decades, finally let go in front of senior last night!

I have never been so happy, I think, maybe I was wrong before.

I'm fine, I'm normal, I'm just in the wrong place, that's all.

So I decided to find my own happiness, the environment where no one despises me and can accept me wholeheartedly.

No matter the ends of the earth, I will never give up.

Finally, I would like to thank the seniors again.

It is the blessing of my three lives to spend a good night with you.

But I can't stay by your side, I want to find my own happiness, I think, senior, you must understand.

Farewell, my beloved senior.

— Lynn. "

???

Ye Fan was full of question marks.

Is this letter left by Dian Kong?

Ye Fan was a little confused, but after much deliberation, Dian Kong could only stay behind!
Looking at the flowing and elegant small characters, Ye Fan's admiration for Dian Kong is like a surging river.

She has a good handwriting, is capable of writing and martial arts, has excellent acting skills, and can also play a guest role as a woman.

The delicate psychology and growth process of a fiery woman are vividly expressed.

Seeing this, Ye Fan breathed a sigh of relief. It seems that the previous worries were unnecessary. Dian Kong's handling was almost perfect. This not only explained the identity of Lin he played, but also paved the way for Lin's disappearance in the future.

Such an exquisite design, even Ye Fan, the initiator of the plan, failed to think so thoroughly.

Well done!Ye Fan gave a thumbs up, and finally let go of a big stone in his heart.

However, since the matter is perfectly resolved, why can't I contact Diankong?

Ye Fan transmitted the sound transmission again, but there was still no response.

"Forget it, maybe senior is busy with something, so I won't bother you anymore. The most urgent thing is to get Wu Tian out of the bathtub first."

Looking at Takeda, whose eyes were lifeless, like mud, Ye Fan knew that he still had work to do.

……

time flies.

After taking out Wutian and cleaning it up, he waited for half an hour before he gradually regained his clarity and was finally able to communicate.

"Senior, everyone has his own ambitions, I think you should bless her."

"Hey~"

Takeda sighed deeply, in one breath, as if he had sighed for half his life.

His face drooped, as if he had aged several years, and he was holding the mirror stone in his hand.

"It seems that from now on, I can only recall my Lin from the mirror image stone."

Ye Fan wanted to persuade him not to be too sad, but there are some things that can be relieved in a few words?

People who have really experienced pain naturally understand this truth. Don't persuade others to be kind if they have not suffered from others.

Ye Fan could only say: "Senior, if you really feel bad, I would like to drink with you."

But Wu Tian raised his hand to stop Ye Fan: "I appreciate this friend's kindness, but as the saying goes, if you don't go to the old, you won't come to the new. For my mirror image avenue, I still need to find more beauties!"

The corners of his mouth were raised again, and his eyes also returned to the old wretchedness, as if there were countless beauties before his eyes.

Ye Fan suddenly felt that his previous worries were really stupid.

Budgeting, he said directly: "Since the senior has already seen it, can you fulfill the previous promise?"

"What promise?" Takeda was still immersed in his longing for the future, his eyes full of absent-mindedness.

I really want to hit someone.

Ye Fan's fists were creaking, but he had to be patient because he had something to ask for.

"Oh! Look at my memory, I almost forgot." Seemingly sensing Ye Fan's murderous aura, Takeda quickly recovered from his beautiful fantasy,

"Then what, isn't it just to be an instructor, a gentleman!"

Only then did Ye Fan's nerves relax.

However, there was another wave of ups and downs.

As soon as Wu Tian's matter was settled, he received a voice transmission from Duan Qianrong.

"Brother Ye, it's not good. Diankong came to me early in the morning and vomited all morning. Now he is motionless and seems to be broken. Come quickly!"