"This, here......"

Ye Fan raised his eyes and looked around, surrounded by rows of antique buildings.

suddenly appeared in an unfamiliar environment, which gradually gave birth to a trace of uneasiness in Ye Fan's heart.

Shaking his head, Ye Fan forcibly calmed down.

"Raw! Raw! ”

In a gorgeous room in the distance, the hurried cheers of an old woman could be heard.

Attracted by this voice, Ye Fan walked slowly towards the room, and was fully prepared to deal with danger.

Suddenly, dozens of maids walked out of the room.

Ye Fan immediately took out a golden talisman from his arms, although the other party was an unarmed woman, but in this unknown place, it was not wrong to remain full of vigilance!

To Ye Fan's surprise, these maids passed by him as if they didn't see him.

"Sir!"

The ten maids bowed down in unison to the distance behind Ye Fan.

Ye Fan turned around and looked behind him.

I saw a middle-aged man with a mighty and heroic appearance slowly walking towards this side. His expression was cold, and his gaze swept over the maids into the room.

"Ma'am, how is she?"

A maid stood up and congratulated: "Congratulations, sir, madam, she gave birth to twins safely!" ”

When he heard that it was twins, a trace of gloom imperceptibly passed between the middle-aged man's eyebrows.

Then, go straight into the house.

Ye Fan watched all this quietly as a bystander, and now he understood that all this in front of him was an illusion, but he still couldn't understand why the fake king would let him see these things.

Although he was puzzled, Ye Fan still followed the middle-aged man into the house.

In the room, a beautiful woman was lying on the bed, but her eyes were always looking at the two children beside her.

Sometimes there is a sincere smile on his face.

The midwife was reporting to the middle-aged man.

"Master Fang, although Madam gave birth to twins, the situation of one of the children is really a bit rare!"

"He's got double pupils!" The midwife's voice was deep and authentic.

Hearing this, the middle-aged man's face immediately changed, and he looked like he suddenly realized, and then said a little irritably: "Heavy pupils, demons too!" ”

Then he drew his sword from its scabbard and walked towards the two children with a sinister face.

When the woman saw her husband's actions, her weak body suddenly sat up and hugged the two children tightly.

"Master, this is our child!" The woman cried out with some sorrow.

"They were conceived by me in October, and they are also your closest flesh and blood, do you really want to believe the so-called rumors?"

The woman's voice gradually became weak, because she had just given birth, and now she was too excited, and her face looked extremely pale for a while!

The midwife on the side also immediately persuaded her: "Master Fang, Madam, he is weak, you can't stimulate her, besides, this kind of thing is really hurtful!" This is also a big disadvantage for the Fang family all day long! ”

The middle-aged man looked at the two of them with gloomy eyes, and said in an extremely calm voice: "Who said that I was going to kill this child!" ”

When the woman heard the middle-aged man's words, she suddenly breathed a sigh of relief in her heart, and she looked at her husband suspiciously: "What is the use of the old man's blood?" ”

"I want to use their blood to deduce the future of our Fang family!" The middle-aged man's mouth was categorical.

Ye Fan on the side couldn't help but hear this in his heart.

This middle-aged man is actually a monk, and his realm is at least the Yin and Yang realm!

Because only the monks above the Yin and Yang Realm are qualified to talk about the future, and they must be proficient in this way.

When the woman's face changed greatly when she heard this, she said anxiously: "Master, then you will lose your life!" ”

The middle-aged man said with a frank face: "Compared to the survival of my entire Fang family, what is my life expectancy of a few years!" As the head of the Fang family, I must take on this responsibility!"

The woman tried to dissuade her, but the middle-aged man stretched out his index finger and put it on his forehead, and then fell asleep.

"Someone! Take your wrist! The middle-aged man gradually walked towards the two children with a sword.

Soon two servants walked in with porcelain bowls.

The middle-aged man used the sword in his hand to gently separate a small wound between the thumbs of the two children, and then squeezed out a few drops of blood in each of the porcelain bowls.

Feeling the pain, the two children, who were still asleep, immediately began to cry.

Seeing this, the subordinate on the side immediately brought the potion and wiped it for the two children to stop the bleeding.

The middle-aged man took two porcelain cups filled with blood droplets from the hands of his subordinates, explained to the midwife, "take care of the lady" and left!

Ye Fan's gaze swept over everyone in the room again.

Then he followed the middle-aged man and left the room.

But as soon as Ye Fan stepped out of the house, he felt a strong will, covering from the top of his head.

Ye Fan thought that he would be crushed by this powerful force.

But after being shocked, he found that the force of will ignored himself at the moment.

He looked up, and the root of that will power was a multicolored thread.

Those threads extend from the body of everyone in this illusory world, and grow upwards into the ethereal depths of the sky with no end in sight!

With a strong hint of suggestiveness.

Ye Fan looked at this scene, and he was unsure in his heart, not knowing if this was an illusion deliberately created by the people behind the scenes, or if these lines really existed on everyone's body, and he couldn't see them at ordinary times.

Ye Fan looked up at this magnificent landscape. I couldn't help but walk out of this luxurious mansion.

When he came to the crowded street, he was like a ghost in the sea of people, and everyone who passed by him had a thread on his body.

Ye Fan looked at it.

These lines can vary from person to person, thick or thin, light or dark.

The high-ranking and illustrious, the threads on their bodies are thick and shining.

The destitute are destitute, and the threads on their bodies are narrow and dull.

As for the dead, they have a broken thread on their bodies.

And everyone in this world is like a puppet manipulated by this line.

Ye Fan's heart was mixed.

Suddenly, on the street where he was, a strange evil wind suddenly hung up.

Suddenly, the heavens and the earth became dark.

Ye Fan looked up, only to see a little shadow extending around the sun, which was as round as a glass jade disk.

At this moment, Ye Fan suddenly thought of the legend of the Tengu Eating Day.

Those tourists on the road also looked up, looked at this strange celestial phenomenon, talked a lot, and pointed and pointed.

At this moment, Ye Fan suddenly noticed that a line in his vision that originally emitted a brilliant light like a jewel had become darker than the night.

With the appearance of that black line, the thread on everyone's body within a radius of several miles became unstable and could be interrupted at any time!