The daughter-in-law's son-in-law

Chapter 1637 Jagged Tenderness
The first thousand and 640 chapters iron and blood tenderness
The sky was completely dark, like a thick ink that couldn't be melted!
Although the small courtyard of the Tang Sect had regained its calm, everyone was busy with their duties.

Groups of five elites arrived in Huaxi, and the guards couldn't even fly in.

Not only are all the entrances and exits of the small courtyard of the Tang Sect heavily guarded, but even the outer guard posts are scattered five kilometers away!

The variable of the ugly old man had too much impact on Zheng Qiankun and the others.

Especially after Ye Fan was also injured, they were even more afraid of the ugly old man's strength.

The five people were worried that the ugly old man would kill a carbine, so they called in many good hands and gunmen to guard them.

The chess pieces of the five masters naturally infiltrated every corner of Huaxi.

And Yuan Qingyi also took the children of the Wumeng to scatter around Ye Fan's bedroom to guard.

She glanced intentionally or unconsciously at everyone who approached the room.

Although Ye Fan went to the train station to pick up Tang Pingfan in an unexpected situation, Yuan Qingyi still felt guilty for not protecting Ye Fan well.

All of a sudden, Huaxi's dark waves surged.

At this time, Ye Fan was sitting on the bed.

Although his injury was not serious, after half a day of rest and self-treatment, he recovered [-]% of his body.

It's just the surging power surging from his left hand that made him frown from time to time.

In the past, the left arm didn't have much sense of presence, and it wasn't even as flexible as the right arm, but today it's like an awakened sea.

He felt an uncontrollable force.

Ye Fan has the violent thought of blowing everything up at any time.

He tried to suppress it before barely calming down.

At the same time, Ye Fan also figured out a little bit.

The ugly old man didn't want to let him go, and Lei Ting's punch didn't stop there.

Instead, the power of his punch was completely swallowed by his left arm.

His left arm is like a deep sea, not only absorbing Ye Fan's skill, but also digesting the strength of his opponent.

Ye Fan didn't know if the ugly old man's skill had lost, but he knew that his left arm was stronger.

Even though he still hasn't figured out the significance of devouring the power of his left arm, he has more or less understood that it can be used against powerful opponents.

"Wake up? Just right, have dinner."

At this moment, Song Hongyan pushed open the door and walked in with a calm smile on her face.

After being worried and shocked, she always presented Ye Fan with her best side.

She smiled and brought up a snack box, which was full of light food!

The woman gently put a few dishes of side dishes in front of him, and then gave him a bowl of thick rice porridge, smiling slightly:
"Come on! Eat all these meals!"

"Do you know how your body is injured? Joint damage, physical exhaustion, internal organs are injured."

"Why don't you take good care of yourself?"

Song Hongyan scolded rather reproachfully, and brought the spoon to Ye Fan's mouth!

Ye Fan took a sip of the smooth rice porridge, chewed it and swallowed it into his stomach, and then pretended to be relaxed and replied:
"Is it that scary?"

"Although I was injured by the ugly old man, the situation is still manageable."

Ye Fan comforted: "So don't listen to the nonsense of the doctors!"

Song Hongyan glared at Ye Fan, and replied bitterly: "Does it feel good to be punched by that ugly old man?"

"Yuan Huihuang and Murong Wuqing are still lying down."

"Didn't you promise me to take care of yourself? Didn't you promise that I would not take risks easily?"

"How did you go to the train station to pick up someone and almost fold yourself in?"

She couldn't help pinching Ye Fan's waist: "They didn't come here for you, they just ran away when they saw the situation was not good."

Even if Ye Fan wanted to protect Tang Pingfan, Song Hongyan hoped that Ye Fan would be safe.

Seeing the woman's unconcealable caring eyes, Ye Fan felt guilty.

"Hongyan, I'm sorry! It's all my fault for making you worry."

"Don't worry, I promise not to be a hero next time, and I will run away immediately if something happens!"

Ye Fan held the woman's hand and smiled: "Of course, if you and Qianqian are in trouble, I won't run away even if I beat you to death."

Women always take soft things rather than hard things, and after Ye Fan admitted his mistake, Song Hongyan opened Ye Fan's hand.

Then she fed a mouthful of porridge into Ye Fan's mouth, and her tone softened:

"Actually, I know your character."

"Don't say that Tang Pingfan is my father, even if you are an outsider, you won't just watch him being killed by the people of Yangguo,"

She was very conflicted: "But seeing your injury... I can't stop being afraid!"

When the cable car in Hong Kong City jumped, she was extremely afraid of losing Ye Fan.

Ye Fan chuckled again and said, "It's okay! At least I'm still alive!"

"And with your care, I will recover soon!"

He showed confidence: "One night at most, I will be alive and well."

Song Hongyan snorted: "I don't believe it."

"It's really all right, look, the strong one can kill a cow."

Ye Fan continued to coax the woman, and then asked, "You're here, where's Qian Qian?"

Song Hongyan pointed outside: "It's swinging in the yard."

"I was going to come in to see you, but I was worried that you would spit blood and frighten her, so I asked her to come back later."

Her voice softened: "Sissy heard that you were injured and unconscious, and she kept shouting to sing you the insects fly."

Ye Fan smiled softly: "What a good daughter, no, there is a good woman."

With these sweet words, Song Hongyan dissipated the remaining anger.

She feeds Ye Fan porridge like a little jade, and occasionally blows away the heat.

In this world, there is only one man who can feed her, Song Hongyan, porridge!
Maybe because he was really hungry, Ye Fan swept away half a pot of rice porridge and three side dishes like a storm.

People are always more energetic when they are full, so after Ye Fan wiped his mouth with a tissue, he asked Song Hongyan:
"That's right! How's the situation outside?"

"Has Tang Pingfan gone back?"

He asked, "Is there any news about the ugly old man?"

"It's a mess, but it's still under Tang Sect's control."

Song Hongyan obviously guessed that Ye Fan would ask about the situation, so she responded without hesitation after doing her homework:
"Tang Pingfan did not return to Longdu."

"One is that Huaxi is in chaos now, and it would be dangerous for him to go back at this time."

"Secondly, with his identity and status, he ran back after being attacked by a few Xiaoxiao, and he couldn't hold back his old face."

"There is no news about the ugly old man, and the scattered spies failed to capture his whereabouts."

"However, the Tang Sect courtyard has activated the first level of combat readiness."

"The elites of the five great masters also drove in!"

"It's not easy for him to get in."

She took out a tissue and gently wiped the corners of Ye Fan's mouth: "It's just that his identity is a mystery."

"His strength and fighting spirit make it easy for people to think that he is Tianzang."

"But the Tianzang information we have doesn't match him at all."

"And the masters of the heavens should not be so low-level, destroying your appearance and coming to attack you."

"A strong man in the heavenly realm pays attention to one person against one country, and the battle is upright and righteous."

"However, I have already collected his information and portrait and passed it to Qin Wuji."

"He knows Yang Country well, let's see if there are any clues about the ugly old man."

Song Hongyan's finger landed on Ye Fan's face, and her eyes were a little more worried: "Just be careful these days."

"Don't worry, I can take care of myself."

Ye Fan changed the topic: "The funeral will still be held?"

"That's right!"

Song Hongyan nodded lightly: "However, Tang Pingfan moved one day earlier, and will bury Feilai Peak at noon tomorrow."

"After the burial, they will go to Longdu overnight."

She added: "It's not because of fear, but because they are preparing to take revenge on Yangguo."

Ye Fan was slightly surprised: "To be buried tomorrow?"

"He wants to disrupt the enemy's rhythm."

Song Hongyan turned her head to the outside: "Tomorrow, Feilai Peak, I'm afraid there will be blood flowing into rivers again."

"No matter how much blood there is, I won't let it splash on you."

Ye Fan pinched that delicate chin and kissed that lip!

Even the wind and rain can't stop the man's iron-blooded tenderness...

(End of this chapter)