When blood clan meets metaphysics

It had been three days since the Ye family heard about Ye'an again, during which time they sent out wave after wave to no avail.

The old house was in a strange atmosphere, until today a person that no one expected came to the night house.

"I don't know what Daoist Xu is going to do this time?"

Old Master Ye and Xu Changfeng sat opposite each other, pushing the cup with the fragrance of tea in front of each other, a little puzzled by Xu Changfeng's sudden visit to Old Master Ye.

Picking up the teacup, Xu Changfeng took a sip, the fragrance of the tea overflowed in his mouth, and he couldn't help but praise: "It's really good tea!" He couldn't help but take a few more sips before continuing: "Patriarch Ye, to be honest, I came this time because of Ye An Entrusted by Mister."

Hearing Ye An's name, Old Man Ye suddenly stood up, "Mr. Ye An?!"

"It's Mr. Ye An, that's right, why is Patriarch Ye so excited?"

Realizing that he had lost his composure, Mr. Ye calmed down and sat down again, "I'm sorry, I lost my composure, and Daoist Xu laughed."

Xu Changfeng waved his hand to indicate that nothing happened.

"When did Mr. Ye'an contact Daoist Xu?"

Xu Changfeng didn't answer right away, but looked suspiciously at Old Man Ye, Mr. Ye An?Anyone can call this name, but it is interesting to call the head of the Ye family this way.

"I received a message from Mr. Ye'an this morning, asking me to come to Ye's house to receive Hanba."

A few days ago, before he left Ye Zhai, he exchanged contact information with Ye An. With Ye An's attitude at that time, he thought that the other party would not take the initiative to contact him. He did not expect that when he woke up this morning, he saw an extra message of Ye An on his phone. A message from Ann.

When he returned the phone, there was no answer on the other side.

After these days of cultivation, most of his body has recovered, so he came to the night house.

"This morning? That's good..." A hanging heart finally fell to the ground, and Old Man Ye heaved a sigh of relief.

"But what happened? If there is anything that needs help, just tell me, without Mr. Ye'an, my old life would have been gone long ago!" Xu Changfeng's tone was sincere, obviously these words were not polite.

Grandpa Ye waved his hand and didn't say much, but thanked the other party for his kindness: "Thank you, Daoist, for your kindness. It's nothing serious. It's just that my husband went on a long trip a few days ago. I haven't heard from him during this time. I'm just a little worried." After finishing speaking, he stood up , "I'll take the Taoist priest to the place where Hanba is to have a look."

Feeling that there was something concealed in Old Master Ye's words, since the other party didn't want to say more, Xu Changfeng didn't ask any more questions, and left the hall with the other party.

Ye An didn't show up for these three days, Han Yan felt that this was the happiest thing in the world.

Even if the injury has not recovered, and the weak one can't even escape from this room, he is already very satisfied without having to accept the brutal abuse of that devil every day.

At this time, he was squatting on a corner of the wall, shrunk into a small one, considering the dark and terrible environment in the house, let alone a bit pitiful.

At this time, the door creaked and was slowly pushed open.

Hearing this voice, Han Yan instinctively shivered all over, shrank his head into his arms, and the familiar movements made people feel distressed.

When I opened the door, I saw this scene. Xu Changfeng at the door looked at Mr. Ye. What's the situation?

The Hanba at this time was very different from the ones he had seen before, his body was much smaller, thinner, with scars all over his body, covered with layers of black blood scabs.

Grandpa Ye spread his hands at him, saying don't ask him about it.

At first, he was very resistant to having a legendary Hanba at home. Later, Ye'an took him and Yeli to the backyard... Now thinking about the miserable appearance of Hanba at that time, he shuddered. How much did he look at Hanba? With some compassion.

"Ahem... Hanba." Seeing that Hanba didn't intend to raise his head, Xu Changfeng coughed lightly to break the silence.

Hearing that it was obviously not the voice of the Great Demon King, Han Yan paused and poked his head out quietly.

"Xu Changfeng?" After seeing the person at the door, he uttered in surprise, but his voice was even harsher than before.

The harsh voice made Xu Changfeng frowned unconsciously, "I'm here this time to take you away, you'd better be obedient, don't force me to do it..."

"I promise to be obedient!" Han Yan roared excitedly before Xu Changfeng finished speaking.

Master Ye's head was buzzing with the loud voice.

Seeing Han Yan's cooperation like this, Xu Changfeng thought that the other party had some kind of conspiracy, "Don't have any wrong thoughts, otherwise..."

"No! As long as you take me away, I can do anything! I...I swear to heaven!" Han Yan raised his only remaining paw.

Now Xu Changfeng was completely stunned, looking at Han Yan's situation, he almost knelt on the ground three times and nine times.

Just thinking about this, Han Yan saw that Xu Changfeng didn't respond, thinking that the other party didn't believe him, a flash of struggle flashed in his eyes, and then he knelt down on his knees with a plop, "Xu Changfeng... Xu Daochang, I know I was wrong, I will never dare again, please Please take me away!"

If it weren't for the lack of tears, Hanba would definitely have runny nose and tears at this time.

Xu Changfeng and Mr. Ye looked at each other in blank dismay, relatively speechless.

"What did Mr. Ye'an do to him?" Xu Changfeng asked in a low voice next to Old Man Ye's ear.

Grandpa Ye: "Hehe..."

In the end, Han Yan followed Xu Changfeng and left Yezhai as he wished. He knew that the Taoist sect would not let him off easily because of what he had done, but as long as he could stay away from the big devil, he would be willing no matter how hard it was. It would be better than living here Death will come strong.

Watching Xu Changfeng's car leave, Old Man Ye let out a breath, and the boulder hanging above his head finally fell to the ground.

Regarding Ye An not contacting them but contacting an outsider, Mr. Ye expressed his understanding. After all, the other party was so seriously injured, he could still think of the drought without his suppression, so he specially asked Daoist Xu to come to help clear up the hidden dangers. He has already made him very grateful.

I just don't know if the opponent's injury is serious or not.

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As time goes by, the once withered Qingxuan Mountain is no longer dead and silent. Small green shoots have broken through the cracks in the soil, and occasionally the chirping of insects and birds can be heard.

There is a small hole under the cliff of Qingxuan Mountain. The hole is not deep, but it is blocked by a huge boulder. No one knows that there is a cave behind the boulder.

Passing through the boulder, there is a huge space about 30 meters high and [-] meters wide inside. The outside light cannot penetrate in, and the whole space is pitch black. The cold air in the pool clings to the black jade coffin and lingers for a long time.

There is a figure lying in the hall, the face of the person in the hall is haggard and calm, his face is pale without any blood, like a dead body, and this person is Ye An, who has disappeared for a long time.

The cold air poured into Ye'an's body continuously along the jade coffin, impacting and canceling out the heat in his body.

After an unknown period of time, Ye'an's eyelids trembled slightly in the coffin, and his eyes slowly opened. The abnormal red color in his eyes had disappeared, returning to black without a trace of color.

"Come back to life." Ye'an sat up from the jade coffin, moving her slightly stiff neck.

His face was still haggard, his lips were still pale, and the heat in his body was temporarily suppressed by the cold air of the black jade coffin, but it might be difficult to recover completely.

Spreading out his right hand, a pile of black powder slipped from the palm of his hand.

Only he knew the danger this time. At that time, he was backlashed by unknown energy. When he came to this cave, he was exhausted. Facing the boulder blocking the entrance, he was unable to move away with his broken body at that time.

That boulder was specially found by him to prevent outsiders from entering, but he didn't expect that it was himself who blocked it in the end.

Before he was about to pass out, he remembered the black stone that allowed Old Man Ye to shield Han Yan from attacking. That piece of jade was the leftover raw material when he had someone make the black jade coffin.

Its appearance is as black as an ordinary stone, but it contains a strong cold yin energy.

After getting the black stone, Yin Qi was sucked into the body crazily, and the black stone was sucked into powder in an instant.

The moment he lay down in the black jade coffin, Ye'an lost all strength and fell into a coma. There was a short period of sobriety in the middle, and he only had time to send a message to Xu Changfeng, then fell into a coma again, and has not woken up until now.

Taking out the phone, Yean found that the phone was out of battery and turned off.

Put away the phone, Ye'an walked out of the cave, stomped heavily on the rock at the edge of the cave with his right foot, and his body flew tens of meters into the air instantly like a cannonball. After going back and forth, I jumped several hundred meters and landed firmly on the edge of the cliff.

In the eyes, Qingxuan Mountain is full of vigor and light green, Ye Anlu feels relieved about it, and with a little more youth, Qingxuan Mountain is expected to return to its original vitality.

Then the figure disappeared into the mountains in a flash.

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In the quaint study room, Mr. Ye was flipping through a book in his hand, and sipped the tea on the desk from time to time.

Suddenly, out of the corner of his eye, he saw a figure at the door. This study is the place where he spends most of his time besides his own bedroom. Even Yeli Yeqing and his son dare not enter here privately. Who would dare to do so without asking? Come in.

He turned his head and wanted to reprimand him, but he froze for a while, before he asked in surprise, "Mr. Ye'an?"

Ye An nodded at him, and slowly sat down on the chair opposite him, "How long has it been since I left last time?"

Master Ye calmed down and replied truthfully: "It's been more than a month."

"I need blood."

Mr. Ye is already familiar with this matter, so he immediately took out his mobile phone and gave instructions.

"Sir, what happened at that time? Is your body fully recovered now?"

"...Something's wrong with your body, what happened during my absence?"

Seeing that Ye An didn't seem to want to say more, old man Ye naturally didn't ask any more questions, as long as he came back safely, after thinking for a while, he said: "Xu Changfeng has been here twice, and I have been stuffed with sugar... The boy from the Bai family also came Once, I said that I liked the architecture and scenery of the old house, and even visited the house.”

Hearing that Bai Fangchen had come, Ye An frowned slightly, and tapped her fingertips on the table.

This month or so was the closest he was to death, and the reason was just because he sucked Bai Fangchen's blood, and that was all, it almost killed him.

Thousands of years ago, the national teacher of the Qing Kingdom, surrounded by golden light, was reincarnated, free from mental interference, with a strong soul and special blood... What exactly is Xuanzhi or Bai Fangchen?