With two years left to live, my nine sisters kicked me out of the house and regretted it for the res

"What? Servant?"

Chen Caiwei suspected that her ears heard wrongly.

"What? Don't want to?"

Ye Fan shook off Chen Caiwei's chin.

"If you don't want to, forget it!"

He turned to leave.

"Okay, I'll do it. I'll be here tomorrow."

Chen Caiwei relaxed.

Isn’t it just about taking care of people?

Isn't she taking care of Chen Yuyao now in the Chen family?

"Whenever you can call all the Chen family to work as servants for the Wang family, you will be treated as if I have forgiven you!"

Ye Fan left a word and continued walking towards Chen Junjie's house.

Chen Caiwei can do such a thing, but the Chen family sisters will never do such a thing.

They were born with good fortune. If they really wanted to be servants, he estimated that several Chen family sisters would be tempted to commit suicide!

He has no intention of forgiving the Chen family.

Letting Chen Caiwei be a servant is just to make things difficult. If you, Chen Caiwei, are so humble and begging for yourself, can others do the same?

"Okay, as long as you can forgive us, we can come over!"

Chen Caiwei's heart was filled with hope again.

It was difficult, she knew. If it wasn't difficult, would it still be like this?

But now at least she has Ye Fan's attitude. He is willing to forgive the Chen sisters. As long as the Chen sisters can lower their posture, the Chen family can return to the past!

She rushed to Chen's house with brisk steps, eager to share the news with the other sisters. Thinking of the fun, she even jumped for joy. These days, the Chen family's sisters were too depressed and needed good news to baptize them!

Ye Fan turned around and saw Chen Caiwei's appearance, with a touch of sarcasm hanging on his lips.

I am not good at ordering people around, so who is more suitable?

The first thing that came to his mind was Wang Yurou.

How is she doing at Mu's house?

Forget it, it's better not to disturb her.

It is better to learn more when you are young, so as not to be as stupid as the Chen sisters.

Ye Fan returned to Chen Junjie's home.

The sacrifice site has been heavily surrounded, and there are Dragon Palace personnel comparing the patterns on the wall.

Ye Fan frowned.

He can rely on this to improve his cultivation progress. What would Murong Xue do if he got this?

Maybe he won't try it now, but the Lord of the Dragon Palace will always reach that point.

When the time comes, will he be able to withstand this temptation?

After thinking about it, he still didn't speak.

He is the master of the palace, so he will know sooner or later. If these patterns are collected now, it will attract his attention.

"These patterns have the function of conveying information. Make a copy of them and then destroy them!"

He made an excuse at random and ordered everyone to destroy the pattern. Just as Ye Fan was about to leave, the left hand that had been deformed due to the exercise suddenly became hot, and the surrounding spiritual energy seemed to flow into his body uncontrollably. At the same time, he could feel Yes, that hand is slowly transforming into the form of a dragon claw.

He wanted to use his energy to calm down the fluctuations, but the spiritual energy in his body continued to operate independently as if it was completely out of control.

Soon, he could feel that the five fingers had completely transformed into another form, and now they were invading his palm. At the same time, he felt that his vitality had greatly increased, and the cancer cells that were previously active in his body were like They all retreated as if they had encountered a natural enemy.

His health was incredible, as if he had gone back to the time when he had not been diagnosed with brain cancer.

"Destroy the murals on the wall immediately!"

Ye Fan said in a deep voice, but there was a burst of pressure on him for no reason, making the staff around him unable to breathe.

"Yes!"

Those people answered, but their hands and feet seemed to be out of control and unable to move forward at all.

"Mr. Ye!"

At the critical moment, Hoopoe suddenly walked in, staggering, and he was a little unsteady.

But he was Murong Xue's personal guard after all. He was in a daze for a moment, and looked at Mark with horror in his eyes.

Is this his strength?

"Destroy the murals on the wall!"

Ye Fan said in a deep voice again, but this time, his eyes looked at Hoopoe.

"Yes!"

Hoopoe didn't think too much and hurriedly stepped forward and scraped off a few light spots on the wall. Only then did Ye Fan feel better and the control of his body returned.

After the hoopoe destroyed all the light spots and circuits on the wall, Ye Fan relaxed and the pressure on his body disappeared.

"Mr. Ye, what happened just now?"

Hoopoe returned to Ye Fan in shock. He didn't know that Ye Fan couldn't move. He only knew that a power suddenly burst out from Ye Fan, and that power seemed to be fighting against some unknown existence.

When Ye Fan asked him to destroy the mural, he destroyed the carrier of that power.

"fine!"

Ye Fan's face was calm, and he silently stretched his gloved left hand. It had completely transformed into a dragon up to the forearm.

It's just hidden by clothes and gloves, so others can't see it.

"If you find this kind of pattern in the future, cut off the light spots as soon as possible and notify me!"

After giving instructions, Mark turned around and left.

"Yes!"

Hoopoe bowed and watched Ye Fan leave, his eyes uncertain.

Didn’t he say he was about to die?

How can it still be so powerful?

When he was standing in front of him just now, he felt that the person in front of him was not a person, but a humanoid beast.

The breath coming from his body made him feel out of breath, which was something that Murong Xue didn't feel at all.

No wonder Murong Xue was so respectful to him and allowed herself to test his strength.

With such a person existing, how could his position as palace master be stable?

He took out his cell phone and silently sent a message to Murong Xue.

"Ye has exposed his strength, he doesn't seem to be seriously ill or dying."

Soon, news came from the other side.

"In detail..."

Ye Fan returned to the Wang family.

He didn't go to any institution for testing, but Ye Fan felt that he had more than two months to live.

He took off the glove on his left hand, and there was a completely black palm under the glove. The palm was like an eagle's talon, black and with sharp horns.

He moved a bit. This palm was like his arm. He could use it to do many things. In addition to changing its form, it had all the functions of the palm, and the strong vitality from it was constantly input into him. body of.

The body that was originally as dry as a dead tree slowly became fuller.

Only the brain is still dizzy, which is the most obvious feature of brain cancer.

Ye Fan was speechless for a moment.

Traveling around for so many days, trying various cultivation practices in blessed places, in order to be able to successfully reverse the movement and use spiritual power to contain cancer cells. When the body is filled with spiritual energy, the cancer cells can be driven out of the body.

But after so many days, little results were achieved.

But now, I don't know who made an evil ritual from where, which instantly allowed him to skip the process of penance and force all the cancer cells back into his head.

If he could, he believed that if he continued, he could completely cure brain cancer.

However, now one of his arms is no longer human-like!

By then, how much of this body will remain human?