Chapter 13: Lan Ling's departure

At this moment, everyone's hearts were shaken because of the sonorous iron bones, because of the domineering and arrogant figure, their bodies were trembling, and countless eyes were condensed on the motionless figure, even the people of the rest of the forces in Nebula City had to admit that this young man deserved their respect.

"Chu Fan!" Among the Chu family, I don't know who was the first to shout a name, and then it sounded one after another, as turbulent as rolling waves.

That sentence of father and son, that sentence of death, what is the regret of death, what is the fear of war, that sentence that you want to fight, that sentence I dare, deeply shocked their hearts, people who had laughed at the young man before, they all felt guilty, at this moment because of this sentence, the blood in the body is rolling, and the flames are rising in the eyes.

His pupils contracted, and Lan Yuefeng sighed lightly in his heart, even he had to admit that the young man in front of him was domineering and arrogant.

"Brother Chu Fan!" Lan Ling shouted and ran towards Chu Fan, tears flashing in her eyes.

The dark blue dress danced, just like her mood at the moment, ripples, worried and afraid.

"If you can't stand up, then this spear is mine." Even though Lan Yuefeng appreciated Chu Fan's actions in his heart, it didn't mean that he would give up the Holy Spear, for this weapon, he would rather bear the infamy of bullying the small.

"If something happens to him, I will pay it back a hundred times in the future." Squatting and holding Chu Fan in his arms, Lan Ling raised his head, tears slid down his face like a pear blossom, and he looked at Lan Yuefeng coldly, and his tone was as cold as an iceberg.

"A hundredfold repayment, that's also a matter for the future." Not paying any attention to Lan Ling's words, Lan Yuefeng strode towards Chu Fan, wanting to take the Stepping Spear.

"Enough, is it true that there is no one in my Chu family, don't force me to make a move." The figure of the Great Elder Chu Ran was as fast as the wind, appearing on the martial arts stage, and his momentum was scattered, and it was not weaker than the Blue Moon Wind at all.

Gong Fu, Xu Jin, Pan Sheng and others' pupils shrank dramatically, this was the first time they saw Chu Ran make a move, which made their hearts tremble, it turned out that the Chu family was even more terrifying than they imagined.

"Shot? Do you know that if you make a move, you will give us a chance, but don't ruin the peace that Chu Tiankuo has won because of this trivial matter. Blue Moon Wind didn't stop, and her tone was very flat.

His gaze dimmed slightly, the Great Elder's face changed, and finally glanced at Chu Fan, his eyes became firm again, and said: "If even the clansmen can't be protected, what is the use of peace, if you want to take away the Holy Spear of Death today, then you will fight, if the sky is wide here, I think he will also make the same choice as me." ”

Chu Tiankuo, Chu Fan's father, what he had done, at this moment, there were strong doubts in the eyes of the Chu family, but some elders had dim eyes, obviously knowing something.

"Haha, a good Chu family, a good Chu Ran, I want to see if you dare to make a move today." The blue moon wind laughed wildly, and the white clothes fluttered, making the crazy words appear vivid.

"You can try." The old man of the Great War responded coldly.

"Ahem," just as the last moment, a cough suddenly sounded, and a weak voice came out, "I'm not dead yet, this battle is not defeated!" ”

"Brother Chu Fan, you ...... I'm scared to death! The delicate body trembled slightly, Lan Ling looked down at Chu Fan, only to see that his eyes opened again, but they were no longer bright, and they were more dim and weak.

Chu Fan raised his hand, wanting to wipe the tears from Lan Ling's face, but as soon as he lifted it, he fell again, and finally turned into a bitter smile.

"Ling'er, cough cough, help me up." As he spoke, blood gushed from Chu Fan's mouth.

"No, no, I don't want this, Brother Chu Fan, you can rest well, don't fight, okay?" Lan Ling was very intense and shook her head frantically.

"Help me...... Get up! The tone was firm, and the words were mixed with the obsession in Chu Fan's heart, penetrating into Lan Ling's mind.

Seeing that Lan Ling did not move, Chu Fan's face was resolute, and he struggled to get up.

"Okay, okay, I'll help you, I'll help you." Almost gritting his teeth to speak, Lan Ling slowly helped Chu Fan up.

At this moment, the Great Elder was shocked, looking at the figure that stood up again, he didn't know what he was thinking, and a smile appeared on the old man's face, with love, relief, and a kind of ...... Expect!

With a pause, Lan Yuefeng's pupils shrank sharply, his expression changed, and he looked at the thin young man, because of his unwavering will, even he was shocked by it.

"I took it." After standing up, Chu Fan forcibly pushed Lan Ling away, and supported the ground with the Stepping Saint Spear to support his exhausted body.

Closing his eyes lightly, he took a deep breath, and after a while, Lan Yuefeng opened his eyes, and the corners of his mouth outlined a trace of bitterness, and said: "Perhaps, the Holy Spear of Destiny really shouldn't belong to me, words count, I won't be fighting with you in the future." ”

"I want to know where my father is." A glint flashed through his dim eyes, and Chu Fan asked weakly.

"In the future, you will know when you come to Mortal City, and at that time, I hope that you can really continue this battle, not like today, and I will be able to seriously injure you as soon as I have the strength." Blue Moon Wind said earnestly.

"One percent strength, it turns out that there is only one percent strength!" With a wry smile in his heart, Chu Fan finally understood that Lan Yuefeng did not use all his strength as he said in his mouth, but only used one percent!

Even if it is one percent, it can seriously injure Chu Fan to this point, and the gap is like a ravine.

"It won't be long before the coming-of-age ceremony comes, and you must go back with me today, no matter what." Looking at Lan Ling, Lan Yuefeng said loudly.

Lan Yuefeng came this time, the most important thing was to take Lan Ling back to the family, and to get back the Holy Spear of Stepping on the Death, just by the way.

It's just a pity that he didn't be able to get back the Stepping Saint Spear, but this is not a pity either, it makes him feel like he has a fighting spirit in his heart, and he really hopes that he can fight with Chu Fan fairly in the future and continue this unfinished battle.

Lowering her head, she didn't dare to look directly at Chu Fan, Lan Ling knew that this time she couldn't avoid it, but she didn't want to go back, she didn't want to leave Chu Fan.

"Is that really the case?" sighed bitterly in his heart, after learning Lan Yuefeng's name before, Chu Fan had a guess in his heart, but at this moment, it was just verified.

"Brother Chu Fan, I'm leaving, I don't know what year and month the next time we meet," looking up at Chu Fan, Lan Ling said timidly, "You, will you forget Ling'er?" ”

"Silly girl, how could I forget Ling'er? Don't forget, Ling'er is the person I will protect for the rest of my life. Sighing bitterly in his heart, Chu Fanrou responded with a smile, he knew that this matter could not be avoided, because he did not have the strength to keep Lan Ling.

Therefore, he said this, seemingly casual and free, but in his heart, he was already in tears.

Soft smile, with scarlet blood, looks very weird, more hideous, but in Lan Ling's eyes, this smile is all he will have in his future life.

She didn't know what year and month it would be when she met Chu Fan again, and maybe she wouldn't meet in this life, or perhaps, there would be a glimmer of opportunity.

"Brother Chu Fan, you must come to Ling'er, you must come as soon as possible!" Looking at Chu Fan, a touch of anxiety and excitement appeared on the blue-collar face, and the words sounded incomprehensible.

A touch of anxiety, Chu Fan can't understand now, but the next time he meets Lan Ling, he will understand, he will understand painfully, and because of this understanding, he will glaring at the sky, holding a spear, fighting the vast enemy, just for the sake of red face.

For the red face, he was angry at the crown, blood was splashed for thousands of miles, and millions of corpses were ambushed!

"Don't worry, I will definitely go to Ling'er as soon as possible." replied with a smile, but Chu Fan's eyes were even darker than before, and he didn't know what kind of belief supported him not to fall.

Perhaps, he didn't want Lan Ling to see his weak side at such a moment, and he didn't want Lan Ling to be uneasy when he left.

Raising her head, Lan Ling smiled softly, with the tears on her face, she was so beautiful that a conch quietly appeared in her hand, and she personally put it on for Chu Fan, and said: "This is the product of Ling'er's hometown, if Brother Chu Fan wants Ling'er, you can listen to the song that Ling'er left inside." ”

Immediately afterwards, Lan Ling turned around and walked towards Lan Yuefeng, his face became cold, he raised his arm without warning, and slapped it with one palm, the target was Lan Yuefeng.

Rumble~!

Caught off guard, Lan Yuefeng was forced to retreat six steps with a palm, and then shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Alas, why are you so troubled, you must know that the obstacle between you and him is not so simple to break." ”

"I don't need you to interfere in my affairs, this is just a warning, and I will get today's things back in the future." Lan Ling said coldly, she seemed to be a different person at the moment, no longer the girl Chu Fan knew, innocent and harmonious, cute and beautiful.

"I really don't know where you got your tenacious vitality," glancing at Chu Fan, Lan Yuefeng exclaimed, and then the words changed, his eyes were like torches, and he spoke in a condensed voice, "Fancheng, I'm waiting for you, don't disappoint me." ”

The words fell, and in an instant, the figures of Lan Yuefeng and Lan Ling rose into the air and gradually disappeared into the distance, Chu Fan could see that where Lan Ling left, there were two crystal tears dripping from the air, which were so bright and shining in the sun.

"I will ...... Vancheng Will go! Chu Fan wanted to roar angrily, but the strength in his body seemed to be drained, and he couldn't even say a word, but in his heart, he had already shouted out, with his faith, with his domineering and arrogant.

When Lan Ling disappeared at the end of the sky, the corners of Chu Fan's mouth were slightly tilted, and with a smile, he slowly fell.

There was an anxious shout in his ears, but Chu Fan didn't care anymore, he just wanted to sleep, sleep well, and hope that when he woke up, he would find that all this was just a dream.

Seeing the young man fall, many clansmen of the Chu family ran to stage the martial arts platform, wanting to support his body and prevent him from falling to the ground again.

"Alas!" Sighing softly, the Great Elder flicked his sleeves and waved lightly, only to see a breeze supporting Chu Fan's seriously injured body and leaving the martial arts stage.

Everyone, looking at the figure of Chu Fan leaving, their eyes condensed, and they were reluctant to take their eyes off for a long time, at this moment, Chu Fan had become an idol in their hearts.

Dabi didn't end because of this, he still continued, but after Chu Fan left, everything seemed to lose its color and became less important, because they were all members of the Chu family, and the first and second, or even the third or fourth, became no longer important in their eyes.

In the end, Dabi ended, and the second was won by Chu Tong, while Chu Yingqing was too seriously injured and only won the third, Chu Yun fourth, Chu Feng fifth, and Chu Ping sixth.

The seventh to tenth were won by several other younger generations of the Chu family.