[System + Zhetian] Ye Fan, hello

The king of gods came forward to save Ye Fan and Wen Lang, just to ease the relationship between the holy places, and the group of people who were suppressed by Ye Fan before should also be released.Although the holy lands still have a lot of dissatisfaction, how dare they disobey if King Jiang wants to resolve the grievances between them.In the end, a delicate balance began to be maintained between the two and the Holy Land.

In the city of God, on the bluestone road, Wen Lang and Ye Fan walked side by side.Wen Lang's hair was already very long, and Ye Fan held a lock in his hand, covered by the wide sleeves, and his fingers were closely connected with the hair.

The purple divine power spread to the hair, scratching gently between Ye Fan's hands, rubbing them from time to time, to stir the body and mind of the hair holder.

"I found that you are very happy today." Ye Fan let the lock of hair tease him, stared at Wen Lang, the corners of his eyes were full of intimacy.

"Of course I'm happy. The god king gave you thousands of catties to help you enter the four-pole realm. The four-pole is a big hurdle for the holy body. If you can successfully cross it, how can I be unhappy." All the reservations in the past were thrown away, Today's Wen Lang speaks extraordinarily crisply and frankly.Ye Fan noticed that his atrium was being quietly opened from the inside, and felt happier. His previous efforts had paid off, how could he hold back the joy in his heart.

"But after all, the four poles have been the threshold that has blocked the Eucharist since ancient times, so you are not afraid that I will not be able to pass?"

So, people like to do things.When you think he doesn't like you, try to show it, and when you think he likes you, you want to act like a baby and let him coax you.

Although Ye Fan didn't want to be coaxed by Wen Lang, he still wanted to hear him boast about himself, and wanted to hear what he was like in Wen Lang's eyes.

"How could you fail?" Wen Lang asked back, his eyes were sincere and determined.

Ye Fan suddenly felt that in Wen Lang's eyes at this moment, there was a starry sky more gorgeous than that on the star peak of Taixuanzong.His previous hesitation quickly disappeared.The previous fear that Wen Lang would be left behind if he failed also disappeared. As long as he succeeds, he and Wen Lang will be able to find their wandering classmates, find the ancient road to the stars, and go back to meet their parents.

Wen Lang's aptitude is very high, and he is willing to embark on the path of being the enemy of the world. He only wants to watch the world's sights side by side with him.

He and Wen Lang will not become the next pair of God King and Fairy Caiyun.

Seeing the firmness in his eyes, Wen Lang breathed a sigh of relief.What he didn't say was, if you fail, then what should I do? I stayed here because of you.At the same time, he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. It seems that Ye Fan didn't notice what the Saintess of the Purple Mansion said when she left.

At that time, the purple-clothed woman with Zixia covering her face and fluttering skirts took a deep look at Wen Lang before leaving, leaving only a sentence of "I'll do it for myself" before leaving.

Nine days later, the God King returned from his travels, and Wen Lang was called to talk with him alone.Before leaving, Ye Fan looked at him worriedly, not because he was worried that the God King would harm Wen Lang, but because he was afraid of something that he didn't understand between the two of them.

"You always have to leave room for me." Wen Lang said while stroking his head.

"I know, but I'm always worried." Ye Fan put his hands on his shoulders and rested his head on his shoulders, feeling the resonance of the two hearts overlapped together.

"Don't worry, everyone will be fine." Wen Lang comforted him, his voice was brisk, and his tone was full of destiny.

"hope so."

There is only the God King in the palace, it seems that he has sent people out in advance.

"King of God." Wen Lang saluted respectfully. The King of God was no longer the old man in the picture scroll, standing tall with black hair all over his head, revealing the unfathomable accumulation of time.

The God King turned around and stood face to face with him. He sized Wen Lang carefully. It seemed that there was something about Wen Lang that he cared about.

"At the beginning, in Zishan, did you hang my breath with your spiritual energy?" The king of gods finally spoke, but the topic pointed to Wen Lang's accidental shot when he was in Zishan.

"Yes." Even though he already had the answer in his heart, Wen Lang still took a deep breath. The 4000-year-old god king really wasn't something he could hide if he wanted to, but Wen Lang didn't have any fear. Even if the god king saw something, he wouldn't know the real details inside.

The God King stared at Wen Lang for a long time. Although Wen Lang had his own plans in mind, he still felt a little nervous.In the end, the god king didn't say anything more, but explained what he said when he was protecting Wen Lang.

"Although your divine power fluctuations are special, ordinary people may not be able to catch them, but it is precisely because of their specialness that I can recognize you."

The God King's explanation solved Wen Lang's doubts, and what followed was rejoicing. If the God King can see it, it means that other people will also see it. Fortunately, that ability is not only in Ye Fan. , and it was only used between God King and Fairy Caiyun.

However, the matter of the God King still gave him vigilance, but that was probably the last time he used it.

After the God King explained, he didn't speak any more. Wen Lang knew that the other party had finished what he had to say, so he left with his luggage.The door of the palace was pushed open, and the outside sunlight came in, dividing the interior into two sides.The voice of the God King came when the dust was flying and the sun was pouring.

"Do you think Ye Fan can advance to the fourth pole?"

"Of course." Wen Lang said firmly.

A few days later, Yaochi Holy Land sent Wudao ancient tea, and other holy places also sent many sources and rare treasures. As for their sincerity, Wen Lang didn't have the heart to think about it, he just found something useful to Ye Fan.

At night, with the bright moon hanging high, Ye Fan stood alone in front of Hualong Pond, with his white clothes fluttering, as if he was about to fly away. Under the moonlight, he looked refined.

In the Hualong Pond, sources of gods and sources of different species were thrown into the pool one after another. The brilliance filled the sky, and the sources of various colors shone alternately. The rich spiritual energy turned this place into a heavenly pool. Just standing next to it felt like a fairy.

Wen Lang stands under the Hualong Pond, and he is very familiar with the people guarding the Hualong Pond. They are Chilong veterans, and for some unknown reason, there are several elders in the Zifu to protect Ye Fan. In the Holy Land of the Mansion, the Saintess of the Purple Mansion stands in it, her purple clothes fluttering, her face is surrounded by purple mist, but because she stands under the divine moon, she feels crystal clear, as if she can follow the moonlight and see through the purple mist. Take a peek at the scenery.

The other party turned his head to look this way, Wen Lang greeted with a smile.

All Shenyuan was thrown into the pool, and Ye Fan stepped in with one step and began to break through.

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