Chapter 102: Is It Wrong?
Yang.
It was late at night, and everyone didn't sleep peacefully, Yang Fan had just fought with the illusion of thought, which alarmed everyone.
Yang Fan saw that the concerned people didn't say anything, and handed over the empty ring of the true life to his father, so he returned to his room gloomily and fell into deep thought.
The strength of that mental illusion was so strong that his heart palpitated, and in the face of the blow just now, he was completely unable to resist, if it weren't for the light divine dragon in his body, I am afraid he would have died in that illusion.
"Your illusion is your fate......" echoed in Yang Fan's mind for a long time, making him irritable.
He didn't understand, did the scenes that came to his mind be the path he wanted to take in the future?
If that's the case, then Zuihou's scene is unforgettable.
The sight of the blade of light stuck in the woman's chest made him panic.
I didn't see the woman's face clearly, I don't know who it was, but the desperate, self-blaming, and heartbroken scene in the fantasy was so real.
He understood that it was only when he killed someone close to him that he would have that kind of emotional performance.
Who could she be?
Yang Fan couldn't find the answer, and he didn't want to find the answer, let alone want to know.
"Impossible! That must be a conspiracy to deliberately disrupt my mind, it can't exist at all, how could I kill someone close to me?" Yang Fan thought for a long time to no avail, and no longer entangled, only said that this was the other party's means of attack, and it was impossible to show fate.
Otherwise, the strength of the dragon prince will be too terrifying.
Several ** appeared on the table in front of him, this is the flight of the real life and others**, Yang Fan pondered, the flight ** is extremely precious, and it is not appropriate to stay in the family, so as not to attract the attention of the strong.
These **, he is going to give Cheng Wei and Huang Kaishan one cultivation each, and his father naturally has it, as for the others, they will not be considered for the time being.
With flying**, it is a good advantage for them to be able to take the lead in battle.
He hurriedly went out, found Cheng Wei and Huang Kaishan, came to his father's room, solemnly handed over the flight ** to them, and instructed him not to show it lightly until he had to.
Flying** is both a treasure and a talisman that needs to be used carefully.
On the second day, the Yang family held a plenary meeting, and all the principals of all branches gathered.
Yang Tian said Jihua, who unified the whole city, and won everyone's approval.
The dark tide surged, and one family after another was secretly controlled and became a subsidiary of the Yang family.
The Yang family did not destroy these families in one fell swoop, but controlled them secretly, as long as these families were obedient, they would not be wiped out.
Yang Tian took over the business of all the families, and together with the Wang and Zhu families, he sent a large number of disciples to firmly control the various families, so that they did not dare to rebel at all.
Frostmoon City calmed down, everything was running in an orderly manner, and the people in the city didn't know that Shili in the city had changed drastically.
Yang Tian didn't think about taking Frost Moon City as his own, but Yang Fan stopped him.
After all, in the Tibetan Wu Continent, there is also the behemoth of the Yan Dynasty, no one can shake it, the city lord is the biggest master of a city, and the Yang family is really not suitable to do a single thing.
Even Yang Fan made the shili of the Wang and Zhu families swell, forming a three-legged trend with the Yang family.
Ling Chen didn't come back in the end, and the Hongcheng envoys didn't appear again, it seemed that they had forgotten about Frost Moon City, or maybe they were afraid of Yang Fan.
The reason for this, Yang Fan didn't think much about it, on the fourth day of everything being done haode, three pretty figures appeared at the gate of the Yang family......
"Young Master, someone is looking for you at the door!" a thin servant shouted outside Yang Fan's door.
"Who is looking for me?" Yang Fan opened the door in confusion and looked at the servant suspiciously.
The servant had a strange expression, and his mouth squirmed twice, a little hesitant.
Yang Fan frowned, a little displeased, and said, "Yang Si, what are you doing?"
"Young master, I'm in trouble this time, Miss Wan'er is at the door with two friends, and I want you to go out for a while. Yang Si struggled for a long time, but still said it.
Sou......
A light breeze blew, and Yang Fan had disappeared.
Bang!
The door opened, Yang Fan rushed out, and looked at the three people in front of him, his heart was mixed.
He didn't expect Yunsheng and Wan'er and Bingxiao to follow.
This time, as Yang Si said, there was a big trouble.
He forced Ling Chen to dare not return to Frost Moon City, how to face Wan'er at this time, and the more difficult thing to solve was how to explain the relationship with Wan'er to Yunsheng, but he had been hiding it from them.
"Yunshang, Wan'er, Bingxiao, why are you here?"
Hard-headed, Yang Fan completely took out his cheekiness and looked at the three of them with a smile, Zuihou's gaze stayed on Wan'er's face.
She was haggard and sad, with a deep struggle in her eyes, poignant as the waning moon......
Yang Fan's heart twitched, knowing that Wan'er must know about her father.
"Why can't we come? How can we know that you are such a heartless and unintentional person if we don't come? Yunshang didn't get entangled when she saw him like before, at this time, she was as cold as ten thousand years of frost, enough to freeze Yang Fan's heart.
Resentment, disappointment, and a feeling of being deceived were conveyed from her words, making Yang Fan feel as if he had fallen into an ice cave, and his whole body was chilled.
"Yang Fan, from today onwards, we don't want to zaijian face, I Yunshang mistook a look at you. Yunshang's eyes were covered with mist, as if she wanted to cry, but she never let her tears slip down, and the frost on her face was enough to affect this hot summer day, turning people's fiery enthusiasm into ice and freezing for thousands of years......
"Yunshang, Wan'er, you listen to my explanation......" Yang Fan's heart was twitching, and he called out in a low voice, reaching out to grab them, reaching into the air, but found that he didn't know whose hand to pull.
The fact has been brewed, Wan'er's home was destroyed by himself, Yunshang was deceived by himself, he didn't know, at this time, what should he explain......
Perhaps, is it really wrong, is it wrong?......
"Hmph, let's go!" Yun Sheng coldly looked at Yang Fan's outstretched hand hesitating, a trace of loss flashed in his eyes, and finally left with Wan'er and Bingxiao, leaving only Yang Fan with a faint fragrance wafting away......
"Alas......" Yang Fan's ears still had the indescribable sigh in his ears when Wan'er turned around, like pain, melancholy, and sentimentality......
"Yang Fan, what about Yunshang and them?" Cheng Wei and Huang Kaishan rushed out in a hurry, standing behind Yang Fan and looking around.
"Gone...... It's okay to go, at least I don't have to say anything more...... Isn't it?" Yang Fan turned his back, letting the tears slide down the corners of his eyes, watching Wan'er and Yunsheng leave decisively, he knew that he was losing the most important thing.
Perhaps, life is an entanglement of dreams and nightmares, the cruelty of reality and the beauty of fantasy are always tearing each other apart, until people are bruised all over their bodies, and then they are willing to die down, and then bring the same dreams to others......
It doesn't matter if it's gone, there will be no intersection again, at least that fateful scene won't happen to Wan'er and Yunsheng......
Cheng Wei and Huang Kaishan looked at Yang Fan suspiciously, his distant back brought them an unspeakable sadness, like a cold mist, like a sea tide, which was filling the surrounding space, and in the air, with a thick sadness, in that sadness, there was a faint depression......