At the same time, the Yeji Hotel was crowded with people after being improved and well-decorated. Ye’s mother slowly walked in from the back hall and glanced at the diners on the scene with a smile on her face, her face full of happiness.

At this time, the little fat man who was greeting on the first floor noticed Ye’s mother as soon as possible, and immediately stepped forward,

"Madam, you are pregnant now. Why are you here for? Go back to the backyard to rest."

"I'm not so pretentious yet." Ye's mother spat lightly, then glanced at Xiaopang with soft eyes, "Xiaopang, your cultivation is getting better now. You don't need to stay here all the time. Just have your father help take care of him in the store."

"I know, madam." Xiaopang scratched his head and laughed.

"lady."

And just then, Ye’s father on the counter also came over, “Why are you here?”

"I'm really idle, I want to come here to help." Ye's mother blushed and she smiled faintly.

"Okay, then you can help take care of the counter."

Ye’s father said directly as he thought.

"Yeah." Ye's mother nodded slightly, but then she frowned and showed a hint of worry and said, "I don't know how Jian'er is in Nanluo Sect now?"

"Don't worry, Jian'er is fifteen years old now and will take good care of himself." Ye's father stood aside and comforted him, but he could also see a trace of worry on his face.

...

At the same time, more than 10,000 disciples in the Nanluo Sect were still repeating the daily training courses. Ye Jian's death had no effect on them. Of course, this did not include some people who had had an intersection with Ye Jian.

In the inner disciple's house, Ye Xuan's eyes were red and swollen like peaches.

"Okay, Junior Sister Ye, we have also heard about Junior Brother Ye, so don't be sad."

Seeing this, Mu Peiling, who was with Ye Chen, immediately comforted him.

"well!"

Ye Chen sighed lightly and turned around immediately.

At the same time, Zhang Long ran in another courtyard of his inner disciple.

"Hahaha, Senior Brother Shen, I just got the news that Ye Jian, who had opposed you before, died in the Hengduan Mountains."

"Oh? Is the news reliable?"

Shen Lang turned around, looked slightly stunned, and then asked happily.

"Absolutely reliable. It was said by Senior Brother Duanmu who came back from the Hengduan Mountains in person." Zhang Long said excitedly.

"Hahaha, OK! This is the end of going against me." Shen Lang was extremely happy, and the expression on his face gradually turned into a smirk. Seeing Ning Hao, who had been standing aside, frowned.

"Hmph! Ye Jian, your death is inevitable. This is the end of you not knowing how to restrain yourself. Remember it in the next life." Zhang Long was very proud. There was no hatred between him and Ye Jian, but for some reason, he just couldn't stand Ye Jian's character. Now that Ye Jian is dead, he is happy from the bottom of his heart.

Ning Hao stared at the wanton laughter of Shen Lang and Zhang Long in the yard, frowned deeper, and immediately raised his steps and walked slowly outside the yard.

In a canyon behind the Yunduan Mountains, the temperature here is extremely low, and a thick layer of ice is formed on the ground. At this moment, a pretty figure in white clothes sat cross-legged on the ice, pinching his skills, and slowly breathing in the surrounding ice.

"Senior sister! Senior sister!"

And at this moment, a petite figure rushed towards the woman in white like a lively butterfly from the entrance of the valley.

"What's the matter, Qingzhu?"

The woman in white seemed to feel something and immediately asked softly. At the same time, her hands quickly replied, and the white ice aura slowly flowed into the woman in white like white dragons.

The girl Qingzhu had previously peeked at Ye Jian and Ning Hao's battle through the window in the Xianya Pavilion, and thought she was not Ye Jian's opponent and was secretly annoyed.

“Huhu.”

Qingzhu's little face turned red, she took a deep breath, and then said softly,

"Senior sister, I just got the news that that guy actually died in the Hengduan Mountains."

"who?"

The woman in white showed a hint of confusion and asked immediately.

"It was Ye Jian who defeated Ning Hao with one sword some time ago in front of the Xianya Pavilion."

Qingzhu clenched her small fist and waved it.

"It's him."

The woman in white seemed to remember it, and immediately frowned slightly, but then she returned to peace.

"Qingzhu, have you finished your practice today?"

The woman in white asked softly.

"Not yet." Qingzhu replied reluctantly, "Now that guy is dead, and it won't be fun for me to practice anymore."

"Did you practice just for fun?"

The woman in white was obviously a little angry and immediately scolded softly.

"I used to practice hard to defeat that guy. Now that guy is dead, I feel so boring again." Qingzhu pouted with her small mouth, blinked her big eyes and looked at the woman in white carefully.

"Hmph! Although your qualifications are very good, Zhao State is still in a corner. I wonder how many people are better than you when you take it out. Do you want to stay in a small Zhao State for the rest of your life?"

"I got it, I was wrong."

Qingzhu pouted her mouth and said softly. In just a moment, she changed the subject, "By the way, senior sister, the Kuroda Secret Realm is about to be opened, are you ready?"

"snort!"

When the woman in white saw the girl Qingzhu changing the topic, she immediately snorted coldly, but she was also helpless. Maybe she had great intimidation to others, but she didn't have any slightest respect for Qingzhu. Qingzhu didn't like to practice, so she couldn't blame her, because her mind had always been at the age of six.

"The Kuroda Secret Realm will be opened in five days. I must strive to improve the Ice Artistic Realm to the Great Enhancement Realm during these five days, so I cannot supervise your cultivation in the past few days. You must be conscious, do you know?"

"I understand, senior sister, then I won't disturb you anymore. I wish you to break through to the Yuan Realm in the Kuroda Secret Realm." Qingzhu immediately turned around, spit out her little pink tongue, and a trace of cunning flashed in her big eyes.

"I don't know if Xiaoyun's kitten is still there now. I don't care. I'll go and see it first."

Thinking of this in my heart, Qingzhu quickly rushes out of the valley.

...

The Hengduan Mountains, the endless abyss, were filled with decay and dampness everywhere. At this moment, a roar of a monster suddenly came from the dense forest not far away.

Roar ~!

The roar shook the sky and quickly swept across the bottom of the abyss. For a moment, countless monsters at the bottom of the abyss roared lowly, crawling on the ground, not daring to move at all.

"Haha, boy Ye, go quickly!"

The eighth Master's laughter rang out directly in Ye Jian's mind. Suddenly, Ye Jian's speed was full, and the pores around his body burst out, and a thick stream of fog appeared.

"Walk!"

As Ye Jian finished speaking, he saw him kicking towards the ground, and his figure was immediately pulled into a long blue line.

Roar ~!

The dull beast roar sounded again, followed by a sharp claw that was the size of a millstone, pressed down directly, and the ground suddenly collapsed, and the energy flew. Ye Jian's figure was affected, his movement was interrupted, and he showed his body.

"Master Eight, what should I do now?"

Ye Jian hurriedly asked.

"If you want to successfully practice the 'Chenlong Claw', you must run in through life and death battles. There is no other way."

The eighth master's voice continued to come slowly, and then there was a sip of wine.

“…”

Ye Jian secretly hated that he was working hard here, but the Eighth Master was drinking a little wine leisurely. He was really comparing people to others and was so angry that he was so angry.

What's more, the monster chasing him now was deliberately selected by Eighth Master. It was an extremely fierce Hunjiang Crocodile with the second-level peak of ancient bloodlines.

Although the Hunjiang Crocodile with ancient bloodlines is at the peak of the second level of cultivation, his true strength is comparable to that of ordinary early-stage warriors in the Yuan Realm.

Ye Jian thought he was not an opponent of the martial artist in the Yuan Realm. At this time, the Eighth Master used the Eighth Futu to suppress and seal all the energy in Ye Jian's body, retaining only Ye Jian's physical strength.

If there is a master here, you will definitely find that at this moment, in Ye Jian's dantian, a golden pagoda shining with light suppressed the green spirit vortex in the center of Ye Jian's dantian from top to bottom, so that it cannot rotate at all.

Roar ~!

Another beast roar, and then Ye Jian vaguely saw a huge whip shadow sweeping. Suddenly, strong winds rose around, and giant trees shattered one after another. Among the sparks of calcium carbide, Ye Jian kicked his feet and quickly avoided the black shadow sweeping.

boom!

The whip shadow swept around, and the venue suddenly became much empty.

Roar ~!

The huge roar sounded again, and then a long crocodile with fangs suddenly jumped out of the darkness and bit Ye Jian directly, opening his mouth wide, as if he wanted to swallow Ye Jian and the land under his feet.

Ye Jian had no fear at all. His five fingers in his right hand formed claws, which triggered the blue flame energy around him, and he blasted away with a claw that seemed to be slow and fast.

"The dragon shatters the virtual claws!"

With one claw, Martial Arts's green fingers shot with a blushing air, hitting the front jaw of the Hunjiang Crocodile.

When ~!

Suddenly, a metal buzzing sounded, Ye Jian's arms numb, and his body retreated uncontrollably. On the other hand, the Hunjiang Crocodile, whose huge body, which was more than ten feet long, was stopped by Ye Jian's claw.
To be continued...