Urban Madness

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In the darkness, Ye Fan seemed to be trapped in chaos. There was no concept of time here. His consciousness had been separated from his body and had been floating for centuries.

He even hoped that he would just wander down like this, not to wake up, not to face those tragedies.

I don't know how long it took, a deep voice rang in his ears:

"Xiao Fan, wake up!"

Ye Fan slowly opened his eyes and found that he was lying on a big bed in a rustically decorated room.

Ye Nantian stood by the bed and looked at him with concern.

"Dad, how long have I been in a coma?" Ye Fan asked tremblingly. After the war, the energy in his body was completely overdrawn, and he was extremely weak.

"Three days and three nights!" Ye Nantian said solemnly.

"Where are we?" Ye Fan asked again.

"The Yaochi faction on the other side of Kunlun Mountain!" Ye Nantian explained.

Hearing the words Yaochi School, Ye Fan felt a pain in his heart, as if something very important was taken away abruptly.

"Dad, where is Mingyue? Where is she?" Ye Fan shouted excitedly, his tone full of concern.

"Hey……"

Ye Nantian sighed quietly, turned his head away, unwilling to look at Ye Fan.

This silence made Ye Fan's heart sink to the bottom.

The atmosphere in the house suddenly became extremely depressed.

At this moment, there was a squeaky voice outside the door: "You bastard, dare to mention Senior Sister Dongfang's name?!"

As soon as the voice fell, a female disciple wearing a blue gauze rushed in.

The female disciples of the Yaochi School all have the beauty of flowers and the moon, and she is no exception. In the world, she is definitely one of the best beauties in the world, and she looks better than any film star.

However, at this moment, the female disciple had a pretty face, and Feng's eyes were furious, and she stared at Ye Fan fiercely, as if she had a deep hatred with him.

"Who are you?" Ye Fan asked.

"My name is Yunxi, and Senior Sister Dongfang is my best friend! You murderer who kills a thousand knives, if it were not to save you, Senior Sister Dongfang would not die!" In addition to anger, Yunxi's voice was full of anger. A bit of deep sadness.

"No! Impossible! Mingyue won't die, you're lying to me!" Ye Fan shook his head abruptly, how he didn't want to believe that fact, almost crazy.

"Say - where exactly is Mingyue, hand her over quickly! Otherwise, I will wash you Yaochi faction in blood, and leave no one to live!"

As soon as the voice fell, Ye Fan suddenly broke out with an extremely terrifying murderous aura, spreading in all directions, as if he would never give up.

I don't know why, since he woke up, there was a hostility that could not be dissipated in his heart.

Seeing his fierce appearance, Yunxi stepped back subconsciously, shivering, and said tremblingly: "Three days ago, the Sect Master brought the body of Senior Sister Dongfang back to Yuxu Peak and buried it in the back mountain!"

As soon as this remark came out, it seemed to have endless power, hitting people's hearts directly.

Ye Fan's body was shocked, he turned over and jumped out of the bed, staring straight at Yunxi, his eyes were cold, and he said: "Take me to the back mountain, I want to see Mingyue!"

His voice is not very loud, but he has an irresistible will.

Even if Ye Fan is extremely weak and can't show any strength at all, Yunxi still has a strong feeling, as if facing a supreme king, facing his command, can't say a "no" at all.

After pondering for a moment, Yunxi finally nodded, turned and walked to the house, and walked towards the back mountain.

Ye Fan followed closely, and Ye Nantian followed.

Along the way, Ye Fan kept his face gloomy and confused.

Many female disciples of the Yaochi school passing by saw him, and quickly avoided like a **** of plague, and then looked at him with a very strange look.

After walking for a quarter of an hour, the three finally came to the back mountain of Yuxu Peak.

This is a cemetery with hundreds of burial mounds buried in the ancestors of the Yaochi School.

The tomb of Dongfang Mingyue is not difficult to find, it is the outermost one, the surrounding soil is still a little loose, obviously it was just built.

Before the tomb, there is a tombstone.

On the tombstone, there is a line of big characters written——

"The 56th generation saint of the Yaochi School, the tomb of the Oriental Moon."

...

Seeing the inscription, Ye Fan only felt that his head exploded with a "boom", and his breathing suddenly became heavy, as if an invisible hand was pinching his throat, almost suffocating.

I don't know how long it took before Ye Fan finally came back to his senses, his eyes flushed, his fists creaked, and endless negative emotions came to his mind again, as if he was going to run away again.

Perceiving the signs, Ye Nantian walked over immediately, patted his shoulder and said, "Xiao Fan, I am sorry to change! I know you are very angry in your heart, and you are very self-blaming, but-people can't come back from death! You... after all Face reality!"

"No! I don't believe Mingyue is really dead!"

With that, Ye Fan raised his right fist fiercely and slammed it against the tombstone.

"boom!"

There was a loud noise.

Even if Ye Fan is extremely weak now, but the physical strength is still strong, that tombstone was instantly torn apart.

Immediately afterwards, Ye Fan leaned down again, using his hands as shovel, and started digging holes.

"Hey...what are you doing? Ye Beichen, others are afraid of you, I am not afraid of you! You have killed Senior Sister Dongfang, and now you dare to dig her grave to make her restless, I will fight with you!!!"

Yunxi said, drew out the long sword around his waist, and stabs towards Ye Fan.

However, Ye Fan did not evade, still repeating the action of digging holes, completely ignoring the sharp sword stabbed behind him.

"Zheng!"

The sharp sword pierced his back, making a sound of gold and iron fighting. The strong body of the heavenly tyrant was definitely beyond the reach of ordinary weapons.

Ye Fan didn't seem to feel any pain, so he dug the ground under the tomb with both hands.

Soon, a jade coffin appeared in his sight.

Ye Fan stretched out his hand and carefully opened the lid of the jade coffin...

His movements are so gentle, and his heart is even more expectant, hoping that all this is fake, it is just a joke that God made with him.

It's a pity... When the coffin was fully opened, all of Ye Fan's unrealistic expectations disappeared.

Dongfang Mingyue is lying quietly in the jade coffin, icy muscles and jade bones, dusty temperament, majestic grace, beauty of the country, her eyes are closed tightly, and the corners of her mouth are slightly raised.

She is like a sleeping beauty, who must wake up at any time.

However, the position of her left chest and heart was empty, and there was no breath in her delicate body.

died!

There is no miracle in this world after all!

...

"Ah!"

Ye Fan let out a heart-piercing roar, resounding through the world, through gold and cracked stones, and the surrounding air was torn apart [51 fiction www.51ksbook.com].

All the people on the entire Yuxu Peak could feel the grief and anger in his heart.

Suddenly, there were two lines of tears in Ye Fan's eyes.

Not ordinary tears, but two lines of red blood and tears.

shocking!

The man does not flick when he has tears, but he is not sad!

Before that, no matter what kind of pain and torture he encountered, Ye Fan always clenched his teeth and persisted, never shed a tear.

Because of this, he was determined to be fearless of sword intent and to understand the "unyielding" will from "War Nerve".

But now, for Dongfang Mingyue, who died of jade, he left tears of blood and hatred!

Ye Fan stared at the Dongfang Mingyue in the jade coffin closely.

She is still so beautiful, the beauty is unreal, like a fairy falling from the sky.

As long as Ye Fan stretched out his hand, he could grasp her slender hand.

But he didn't dare to stretch out his hand, because he was afraid that when he stretched out his hand, he would feel the cold body temperature and stiff body, which would remind him that he and Dongfang Mingyue are separated by heaven and humans, and there are different ways of people and ghosts.

"Why? God, why are you doing this to me?!" Ye Fan looked up to the sky and screamed angrily. If he could, he would rather die himself.

However, no one answered him at all.

silence.

Between heaven and earth, there is only silence.

...

One day, two days, three days...

Time passed day by day.

Ye Fan always guarded Dongfang Mingyue's jade coffin, staring down at her pretty face.

At the beginning, Ye Nantian had also persuaded him, but Ye Fan ignored it, as if turned into a stone statue.

After more than ten days passed, Ye Fan's body was a bit unbearable, he was in a trance, his vision was blurred, and he might faint at any time.

At this moment, Beichen Xianzun Wei Lao's voice suddenly rang in Ye Fan's ears:

"Xiao Fan, actually... there is a way, maybe it can bring her back to life!"