At first, Du Fan thought Ye Feng was just playing, just like other genius sons, acted recklessly and acted in a play. It was not until Xia Rui's identity as a spy was exposed and the Kongsangmen was destroyed that Du Fan read something from Ye Feng's hatred to madness. If a person's heart does not have a deep past, how could he be so angry?

"Xia Rui is the dead mother. Ran                                                                                                                          �

"Dead Mother? Xia Rui... is dead?" Ye Feng felt a pain in his heart, and his voice was hoarse as he spoke.

"Yes, thirty years ago, my mother failed to advance to the foundation-building stage and suffered a backlash from her martial arts. She was not only seriously injured, but also her life spanned greatly. In less than a year, she fell into her cave." The young man replied.

"Thirty years ago? How could this be possible? With Xia Rui's qualifications and her... identity, how could it be that she could only start to break through the foundation-building stage at the age of 100? Boy, are you joking?" The one who spoke was Du Fan. Although he was not as complicated as Ye Feng, the two people were shocked the same.

When she was in Kongsangmen, Xia Rui was an inner disciple with excellent qualifications in the sect. Not to mention her success rate in advance of the foundation-building stage, it would not take a hundred years to reach the peak of the Qi Refining stage. Moreover, this woman made great contributions in the incident of destroying Kongsangmen and was designated as a ghost eye as a dual-cultural companion in the Burial Ghost Sect. With this identity alone, it is difficult to understand what is happening now.

In the eyes of the young man, many emotions, resentment, hatred, anger, and sorrow appeared in an instant... but these emotions were fleeting, and what they finally revealed was only sadness for their children.

"Before his death, my deceased mother told me that if I saw a man named Ye Feng, I would ask me to hand him the information jade slip in person." The young man said, taking out a jade slip, but at this time, he seemed to be afraid of the thin old man, so he just held the jade slip in his hand, but did not dare to walk towards Ye Feng.

"How do you make sure I am the person your mother said?" Ye Feng spoke, his voice deep.

"I showed me your portrait before my deceased mother." The young man replied.

Ye Feng nodded, then raised his hand and the jade slip in the young man's hand trembled, and Ye Feng took it over.

Almost the moment the jade slip was caught by Ye Feng, an invisible spiritual thought swept over and tried to penetrate into the jade slip.

Du Fan's face was slightly dark, and a wisp of spiritual thought swept out. Not only did he defeat the invisible spiritual thought in an instant, but he also followed the clues and found the source of the spiritual thought, and immediately turned into a spiritual attack and stabbed it hard.

On the other side, a muffled groan came from the skinny old man's mouth and nose, a look of pain appeared between his eyebrows, and his eyes were filled with horror. When he looked at Du Fan with an incredible look, a sarcasm appeared on the corner of his mouth, and his heart suddenly became terrified.

There seemed to be not much content in the jade slip. Ye Feng just scanned his mind and read all the contents in it. However, he was silent for a long time, his eyes were a little lost, and he stood there silent for a long time.

After a quarter of an hour, Ye Feng came to his senses. After a heavy sigh, his five fingers suddenly exerted force, and the jade slip in his hand immediately turned into a ball of powder, floating away from his fingers like quicksand.

Du Fan regarded Ye Feng as his brother, so he did not peek at the contents of the jade slip in the message, but he could feel Ye Feng's inner changes.

In the past quarter of an hour, Ye Feng seemed to have experienced a long life. In this life, every moment there were many complex emotions colliding violently, but in the end, these emotions seemed to have nurtured something called relief.

"You go with me." Ye Feng glanced at the young man and said.

"I understand what you mean, thank you, but I can't go with you. The Ghost Burial Gate is my home." The young man shook his head.

After a moment of silence, Ye Feng nodded and said nothing.

"I hope you will take care of me in the future," Du Fan bowed to the thin ancestor and said with a smile.

The ancestor of the Burial Ghost Sect smiled bitterly and said, "I can still understand what fellow Taoist Du said. Don't worry, what you are worried about will not happen."

"Brother Ye, Miaomiao, let's go." After getting the other party's statement, Du Fan's finger trembled immediately, and the Red Leaf Magic Treasure flashed out, and it instantly became huge, carrying the three of them into the air and left in an instant.

"It's over here, what else does Burial Ghost Sect have to do with me... But, this son has emerged from nowhere, and I'm probably not the only one who changes the sky..." Looking at the backs of the three of them leaving, the thin old man murmured to himself and sighed.

...

"Brother Ye, after we arrive at the Huanyun Sect and remove the evil people who hurt you, we will find a place to drink, roast lamb legs, and chase the girls." Du Fan patted Ye Feng's shoulder on the huge red leaves and said with a smile.

Ye Feng smiled, but shook his head and replied: "When a man is alive, he should avenge his grudges. I will definitely go back to Huanyun Sect, but I will avenge this grudge myself, otherwise the knot in my heart will sooner or later turn into a demon and cause trouble to disrupt my life."

"You can think so, as a brother, I'm very happy. Well, let's skip the revenge step for the time being, find a place to drink, roast lamb legs, and then... hehe, you know!" Du Fan said, and winked at the same time. This wretched and cynical look was very similar to Ye Feng from the Kongsangmen back then.

Behind the red leaves, Miaomiao sneered at it and sneered.

Du Fan was very unhappy and immediately said, "I said to Miao Mei, can you pay attention to your expression? Don't always look dissatisfied? In fact, you should be glad that if I hadn't changed the meaning of that battle on a whim, the best result for you now will be to destroy your body and hurt the Nascent Soul!"

Miaomiao was even more unhappy than Du Fan. He immediately replied, "Don't say it's like you are as kind as a mountain to me. At that time, you induced me to make a vow. Dare you say it's not a long-planned conspiracy? Humph! On the one hand, you took me for yourself, and on the other hand, weakened the burial gate of the ghost. The abacus was really good. I thought about my reputation for being famous for my lifetime, so how could I be deceived by you for a moment!"

"Tsk, just like you, what kind of reputation is there for a lifetime? You can beat it. At most, it's a miserable woman..." Du Fan looked disgusted, and then a magic trick was shot out, and the magic weapon was controlled quickly landed in a forest.

Miaomiao was furious and was about to retort, but Du Fan interrupted with a smile: "Okay, go and pick up some dry branches around. Brother Ye and I are going to roast lamb legs here... By the way, this is the order, hurry up, otherwise we will be backfired by the Taoist oath."
Chapter completed!