When Xiao Fan heard this, there was a sudden pain in his heart, how could he not hear it, Nalan Yanyue had the intention of self-denial, and a touch of tenderness suddenly arose in his heart, and Nalan Yanyue's delicate body was taken into his arms with a strong and domineering attitude, Nalan Yanyue struggled for a while, looking at Xiao Fan, "Do you really want to kill me?" Lan Yanyue looked at Xiao Fan and asked, she won't forget, the man in front of her is her father-killing enemy, she has lost everything, and now she has thrown herself into the arms of her father-killing enemy, how should the world look at her?

When Xiao Fan heard this, he panicked in his heart, but he let go of Nalan Yanyue, just stood on the left and right of Nalan Yanyue, and refused to take half a step back, "Jun's affection, heaven and earth can be seen, Yanyue understands, it's just between you and me, I'm only afraid that it will be difficult to get together again in this life, Jun is fighting the world alone for me today, Yanyue is extremely moved in her heart, and there is no thought of revenge in her heart, but there is no place for Yanyue in this world, Yanyue's heart, heaven and earth can be learned, I hope you don't force Yanyue." Nalan Yanyue looked at Xiao Fan and raised her mouth lightly.

The old servant of the Xiao family stood aside, when today, only he knew the truth of the day, Xiao Fan, and Ji Wuye, looking at the situation of Xiao Fan and Nalan Yanyue, the old servant was anxious, but he couldn't do anything, there was no way, the Shenting Divine Son was watching from the side, and the Supreme Pavilion Doorman, because of the appearance of that old guy, the originally low momentum wrinkled, and he was ready to move on Xiao Fan, how could the old servant have the heart to pay attention to this matter at this time, Xiao Fan's safety is the top priority.

"Young master, don't be in love with your children anymore, this matter is hidden in the future, and I will explain it to Miss Nalan in the future, now, leaving first is the most important thing." The old servant frowned and reminded him.

When Xiao Fan heard this, he looked at Nalan Yanyue's poignant basin, but the corners of his mouth hooked up a bitter smile, "I came today to come for Yanyue, if this misunderstanding can't be resolved, even if I leave, what can I do?" Xiao Fan smiled bitterly.

Let the old servant take a step forward slowly, "Ji Wuye, dare to show up." Xiao Fan said lightly, just now, Xiao Fan wanted to kill Ji Wuye, but Ji Wuye was quickly hidden by the disciples of the Supreme Pavilion, as for the five pavilion masters, they don't know what to do, they should have gone to heal in hiding, there are only some Supreme ordinary people left in the field, even the head of the Nangong family has left, as for the real battle between the two sides, for a while, I am afraid that it will be difficult to distinguish the winner.

To clarify this matter, the only way to let Ji Wuye show up and see it.

In the crowd, there was no breath for a long time, obviously, Ji Wuye refused to appear, Xiao Fan turned around and spread his hands helplessly at Nalan Yanyue, "Yanyue, can you trust me?" Xiao Fan looked at Nalan Yanyue and asked.

"Although there is a deep enmity between you and me, I know you as a human being, so I naturally believe in you." Nalan Yanyue looked at Xiao Fan and said.

A pair of cold eyes looked at Xiao Fan, waiting for Xiao Fan's opening.

"Your father and I fought a fair fight that day." Xiao Fan looked at Nalan Yanyue and said.

"I know, but you killed him anyway." Nalan Yanyue looked at Xiao Fan and said lightly, no matter what, Nalan Wudao died under Xiao Fan's hands after all, this is a dead knot that cannot be dissolved, born as a woman, how can she be accompanied by the enemy who killed her father? If that happens, it will not be tolerated by the world.

"If I say that your father didn't die at my hands," Xiao Fan looked at Nalan Yanyue, coughed lightly, and blood flowed from the corners of his mouth, and his body was close to the realm of running out of oil and lamps.

Nalan Yanyue looked at Xiao Fan like this, her heart ached slightly, and when she heard Xiao Fan's words, she covered her mouth, "How is it possible?" Nalan Yanyue's eyes showed a look of disbelief, "Could it be that someone else killed my father that day?" Nalan Yanyue looked at Xiao Fan and asked.

"Hmm," Xiao Fan nodded.

Slowly took out a purple corner of his clothes, "This is the corner of the clothes of the man who attacked your father that day." Xiao Fan coughed lightly, and said in a somewhat weak voice.

"Who is he?" Nalan Yanyue's eyes were cold, and she looked at Xiao Fan and asked.

"Looking at the world, the people who are dressed in purple robes and are qualified to appear on the occasion of your father's duel with me, the only one in the world is the Ji family." Xiao Fan glanced at the head of the Ji family who was fighting with Xiao Zongheng, and said lightly.

"The Ji family? You didn't lie to me? Nalan Yanyue looked at Xiao Fan and asked.

"I swear," Xiao Fan raised his hand and pointed to the sky.

"Brother Xiao, it's not a good habit to be dirty behind your back, I don't know where I got a corner of clothes, so I pushed Nalan Wudao's death on the head of my Ji family, which is unfair." Ji Wuye's voice came from afar.

"Hehe," Xiao Fan heard this, but smiled faintly, "Ji Wuye, you are also a masterpiece in the world, why do you dare to do it but not dare to be?" Xiao Fan looked at Ji Wuye's direction and asked coldly.

"Haha, Xiao Fan, why are you like this? What you have done, in the eyes of the people of the world, it is clear that you are plotting against the Holy Gate, first killing Nalan Wudao, destroying the Holy Gate, and now you want to put the blame on my Ji family, so that you can take Miss Nalan in your arms, so that you can kill two birds with one stone, not only win the country, but also lose the beauty, Brother Xiao's strategy, so that Wuye admires. Ji Wuye let out a long laugh, and the voice slowly came into the room.

Hearing this, Nalan Yanyue's face turned cold, "Is that so?" Nalan Yanyue looked at Xiao Fan and asked lightly.

Xiao Fan saw that Nalan Yanyue had begun to doubt him, and a wry smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Yanyue, you and I have known each other for many years, why don't you believe me?" Xiao Fan looked at Nalan Yanyue and asked, Ji Wuye is clearly sowing discord, if today's misunderstanding cannot be clarified, it will inevitably plant a demon seed in Xiao Fan's heart, and in the future, Xiao Fan's heart will inevitably be tormented.

"Ji Wuye is a good calculation." Xiao Fan laughed to himself.

"I believe you, how can I believe you?" Nalan Yanyue looked at Xiao Fan and shook her head gently.

When Xiao Fan heard this, a miserable smile appeared next to his pale face, his palm stretched out, and a knife fell into Xiao Fan's hand, "Since you don't want to believe me, then take my life," Xiao Fan looked at Nalan Yanyue with a sad expression, his heart ached, and he slowly put the short knife in his hand in Nalan Yanyue's hand, "Don't stop it, if I don't die, your hatred will be hard to get rid of, if you feel that this world is not interesting, on the Huangquan Road, I will wait for you." Xiao Fan held Nalan Yanyue's hand, and there was a hint of tenderness in his eyes.

"Young master, no." The old servant roared angrily and shouted to stop him.

Hearing the old servant's roar, the two sides that were originally fighting suddenly stopped.

Xiao Zongheng stood with Old Man Ye, while Xuanyuan Liancheng, Ji Wuye and the old monk stood together, and the Divine Court Judgment stood behind the Divine Son.

"I'm a celestial pride, and I don't want to be just a lover." The Divine Court Judge looked at Xiao Fan and shook his head slightly.

"I don't need anyone to meddle in my business." Xiao Fan waved his hand to stop the old servant.

"What a man who values love and righteousness, you know that Nalan Yanyue has affection for you, and she won't attack you, who will Brother Xiao show such a play?" Ji Wuye's voice sounded.

"Huaxia people are indeed masters of sowing discord." Shenzi said in a low voice, looking at the field with fixed eyes, if Shura died, then he could rest easy.