On our wedding day, I castrated my fiancée's white moonlight.

The two elders from the Tang Clan turned around and found that only Ye Fan had come. They exchanged a glance, and their eyes flashed with wild joy.

"The heir of the Prince of Zhenbei? Ye Fan?"

The short, stout old man stood up, clutching his shoulder where a bullet had grazed him, and grinned sinisterly.

"Did you come alone?"

The thin old man released his foot from Tang Miaoyi's wrist!

Turning to face Ye Fan, she said, "I told you that Ye Shitian was a fake! Otherwise, why didn't he come out with us?"

"As expected, this kid was just using someone else's power to bully others!"

"Isn't it strange that someone who died hundreds of years ago suddenly reappears?"

Tang Miaoyi, supporting her injured body, tried to stand up: "Young Master Ye, run!"

Ye Fan's face was somber!

His gaze moved from Tang Miaoyi's split tiger's mouth to the bloodstains at the corner of her mouth, and finally settled on the purplish-blue marks on her wrist that had been stepped on!

The thin old man and the short, stout old man's figures had already sprung up!

The full power of a sixth-level Martial Grandmaster was unleashed, and two afterimages attacked from the left and right!

Ye Fan stood still!

With the Dragon Blood Overlord Body Technique activated, the Yanhuang Sword emerged from the chaotic space and landed in his palm!

He didn't use his full strength!

Only 30% needed!

Gently deflect it!

Pfft! Pfft—!

The two old men were sent flying backward like kites with broken strings, crashing into six or seven dead trees before coming to a stop. Each of them had a bloody gash on their chest, and the sound of their ribs shattering could be clearly heard!

The short, stout old man lay on the ground, gushing blood!

The thin old man fared even worse; half of his clothes were torn apart by the sword energy. He struggled for a moment, but could no longer move!

Ye Fan sheathed his sword.

He had used up most of his internal energy, but it didn't show on his face at all.

He turned around, squatted down in front of Tang Miaoyi, and took her hand to look at it.

"The tiger's mouth is cracked, and the meridians are slightly damaged, but it's nothing serious."

Tang Miaoyi stared at him blankly, her nose stung, and she bit her lip tightly.

"Young Master Ye... I shouldn't have run away from you without telling you, I'm so sorry..."

"That was indeed inappropriate," Ye Fan said calmly. "But now is not the time to discuss this. In the future, please tell me beforehand if anything comes up, understand?"

Tang Miaoyi lowered her head.

"You belong to my Zhenbei Prince's Mansion!"

Ye Fan stood up and declared, "Whoever touches you, I'll destroy them!"

Tang Miaoyi's ears were burning hot, her heart was pounding, and she dared not look up!

Ye Fan had already turned around and walked towards the two dying Tang Clan elders!

With a thought, he took out a set of silver needles from the chaotic space!

Thirteen silver needles gleamed with a cold, eerie light in the morning glow!

"Don't you have news about her parents?" Ye Fan squatted down in front of the short, stout old man, took out the first needle, and said, "I'll give you one more chance to speak!"

The short, stout old man gritted his teeth: "You're dreaming—ahhhhh!"

The first needle pierced the Tianling acupoint!

Thirteen Ghost Needles!

The first needle—locks the soul!

Amplify all pain sensations tenfold, and block the ability to faint!

The short, stout old man curled up like a shrimp, his veins bulging, and let out a miserable scream that was not human!

"The second shot will be even more interesting!"

Ye Fan took out a second silver needle and waved it in front of him!

The short, stout old man's eyes almost popped out of their sockets: "I'll talk! I'll tell you everything!"

The thin old man angrily shouted, "How dare you..."

Ye Fan didn't even turn his head, and immediately stabbed the needle in!

The thin old man stopped cursing!

The short, stout old man, panting heavily, blurted out everything like spilled beans: "Tang Miaoyi's parents... left the Tang Clan twelve years ago to search for medicine overseas! Her mother was poisoned by a rare toxin, and only a rare and precious herb called 'Nine-Turn Resurrection Grass' can cure it!"

"Their last message... came from Japan, saying they had found a clue... and then there was no further news!"

A suppressed sob came from behind me!

Ye Fan turned around and comforted him, "Don't worry, no news doesn't necessarily mean bad news!"

Seeing Ye Fan turn around, the thin old man suddenly raised his head, a strange smile appearing on his blood-stained face!

"Master, be careful!"

The Chaos Cauldron offers a reminder!

Ye Fan sensed a sense of crisis!

A layer of dark purple lines is rapidly spreading across the thin old man's skin!

Reverse flow of meridians!

"Tang Clan assassin... his final explosion..."

The thin old man hissed with laughter, "Boy, die with me!"

boom--!

The thin old man's meridians ruptured in an instant!

A burst of dark purple poisonous mist suddenly shot out!

At almost the same moment, the short, stout old man also detonated himself while laughing wildly!

A double explosion of poison gas engulfed Ye Fan completely!

"Young Master Ye—!!" Tang Miaoyi's scream tore through the morning mist.

Ye Fan let out a muffled groan in the poisonous fog, his body swaying violently!

Tang Clan's Meridian-Devouring Poison specializes in attacking the meridians of martial arts practitioners!

But that's not the most fatal thing!

The moment the Devouring Vein Poison surged into the body, the old poison that had been dormant for more than a decade was completely detonated!

He just used the Dragon Blood Overlord Body Technique!

The two toxins converged in the meridians, like adding fuel to a raging fire!

Ye Fan's face turned deathly pale instantly, a trickle of black blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, his knees buckled, and he knelt on one knee!

"Young Master Ye!"

Tang Miaoyi rushed over without hesitation and hugged him.

Ye Fan's meridians were breaking one by one, and he could clearly feel his body collapsing!

In the fading light of consciousness, the voice of the Chaos Cauldron resounded: "Master! I can neutralize the Devouring Vein Poison, but the old poison within your flesh and blood has already merged with your vital energy! It must be neutralized with pure Yin energy, otherwise your meridians will be completely severed within three quarters of an hour!"

"I know……"

Ye Fan managed to squeeze out two indistinct words before his consciousness completely plunged into darkness.

Tang Miaoyi held the unconscious Ye Fan, watching as black blood continued to spill from his face, his veins bulged so much that they were visible to the naked eye, and his body convulsed continuously!

She panicked!

Hua Nongyu and Hua Nongyue are gone; the surrounding area is deserted!

And the solution...

All the blood rushed to her cheeks, only to recede completely in the next instant!

Tang Miaoyi looked around!

A barren forest, morning mist, and no one for miles around!

She looked down at Ye Fan!

He dragged Ye Fan into the depths of the forest and, with trembling fingers, unbuttoned the first button of his collar!

As tears fell, she whispered a sentence.

"Ye Fan, you are my first man, and you will be my last..."

The morning mist was thick, obscuring everything!

……

at the same time.

South Gate of the Great Xia Dragon Capital City.

An inconspicuous blue-canopied carriage slowly drove in and stopped briefly at the city gate!

The carriage curtain was lifted slightly.

A token engraved with star and moon patterns was flipped between slender fingers.

"Ye Shitian..."

A languid female voice came from inside the car, with a slight upward inflection at the end, carrying a certain indescribable meaning!

"Five hundred years have passed, and there are still people who dare to use this name."

The carriage curtain fell.

The carriage drove into the capital and disappeared into the crowd!