The corners of the strange ape's mouth moved, as if he wanted to speak, but was blocked by Ye Fan's signal: "So, I need more time, half a year is definitely not enough!"

Xuan Ku looked up at the strange ape, then looked at Ye Fan again, thought for a moment, nodded and said, "Okay, how long will it take you?"

Time is not a problem for Xuan Ku, more than one hundred and seventy years have passed, and he doesn't care about waiting a few more years. Anyway, Ye Lan'er, the descendant of the Master of Ice and Fire, is in his hands, and he is not afraid of what tricks the other party will do!

As for the strength of the strange ape, Xuan Ku didn't care too much, although he himself was not the opponent of this white-haired monkey, but there were many people in the Bodhi Zen Temple who could stop it, anyway, the Ice and Fire Master had already sat down, if the other party dared to make a ghost, then kill it!

"Three years! I need three years, within three years, I will rush to Yunshan Temple no matter what! During this time, I hope that your temple can treat my little junior sister well, otherwise you will never want to see Yubi again!" Ye Fan put forward his own request, and by the way, he made a small threat, which was unexpected, and he also needed to put a little pressure on the other party. With the size of Shenzhou, if Ye Fan really wanted to hide the white jade crystal wall, even if the other party was the head of the three temples of Buddhism, he didn't want to find it easily!

"Yes, after three years, we will see you in Yunshan Temple!" Xuan Ku nodded and agreed to Ye Fan's request! Three years is not a short time, but in terms of the speed of the Heavenly Martial Artist in the future, if the 237,000-mile road is really walked down like this, three years of time is not surplus, and Ye Fan still has to carry a piece of jade weighing two or three thousand catties, and I am afraid that it will be even more difficult to walk on this road!

The two sides reached an agreement, Xuan Ku didn't say more, his left hand shook, and the eighteen prayer beads hanging on his wrist flew out instantly, turning into white jade Buddha beads the size of a wine jar in mid-air, and the eighteen jade beads surrounded a ball, turning into a three-meter radius of auspicious clouds floating in front of everyone!

With a wave of the sleeves of his robe, he rolled up the five people behind him, and Xuan Ku floated down to the front of the clouds, and was about to leave in the sky, Bai Qiuhu hurriedly walked a few steps quickly, and said in a loud voice: "Master, the disciple is willing to go to the Bodhi Monastery with you!"

Xuan Ku hesitated for a moment, the reason why he accepted Bai Qiuhu as a registered disciple before was to find out the whereabouts of Bai Yujingbi. Now seeing that the Bodhi Mirror is about to arrive, Bai Qiuhu actually has no use value, and, to be honest, for Bai Qiuhu's heart, Xuan Ku is also not happy! However, thinking that he was still commensurate with Bai Qiuhu's master and apprentice just now, Xuan Ku was not easy to leave him to die, folded his hands, chanted a Buddha name, and said: "Amitabha!

When Xuan Ku's voice fell, and he was about to take Bai Qiuhu to the auspicious clouds, Ye Fan suddenly spoke: "Wait! This Bai Ye is the hall master of my White Tiger Branch, the master can't just take him away!"

Xuan Ku took away Jian Jiu and Tie Hu, Ye Fan did not stop them, and with the two of them by his side, Ye Lan'er may have a better life in the next few years! However, Xuan Ku wanted to take Bai Qiuhu away, but Ye Fan could not allow it!

Today's matter, if you say who Ye Fan hates the most, Xuan Ku is definitely the first person to bear the brunt, but Xuan Ku's strength is there, Ye Fan can't do anything with the other party!

And in addition to Xuan Ku, Bai Qiuhu is undoubtedly the most conspicuous one, when it comes to hatred in the hearts of everyone, this "own person" may still be above the three monks of Xuan Ku, if Ye Fan lets him go today, then there is really no need for this evil sword hall to exist!

"Amitabha! Since Lord Bai has already set his heart on Buddhism and is willing to worship under Lao Gumen, why should Lord Ye force it!"

Ye Fan's eyes were cold, and between the flickering of his body, the two fingers of his right hand lightly touched the acupoint on Bai Qiuhu's chest, and he couldn't move in place!

Although Ye Fan's move was sudden, if Xuan Ku really wanted to rescue Bai Qiuhu, it was not impossible! It's just that there is a strange ape following behind Ye Fan, even if he makes a move, what can he do?

was slapped in the face by Ye Fan, Xuan Ku's face couldn't help but sink, and he said in a cold voice: "Lord Ye Shi is going to regret it!"

In the face of Xuan's bitter questioning, Ye Fan's expression remained unchanged, and he said in a hard voice: "Ye doesn't want to do anything, but if you really want to challenge Ye's bottom line, Ye doesn't mind fighting you here, I really don't believe it today, you dare to kill my little junior sister!"

Xuan Ku's eyes bulged outward, and his anger surged up instantly, but as Ye Fan said, whether it was for the two disciples behind him, or the Buddha Supreme Treasure Bodhi Heart Mirror, it was impossible for him to kill Ye Lan'er!

But he was held hostage by a junior like this, and he couldn't hold it on his face, so he couldn't help but wave his palm, and took Ye Lan'er in front of him, and said in a loud voice: "Yes, before you get the Bodhi Mirror, the poor monk really didn't dare to kill your little junior sister! But if you just abolish her, the old man can still do it! Or the old man unloads one of her arms first, just like your subordinate, what do you think?"

A trace of crimson flashed from Ye Fan's eyes, and a wave of anger rose to the sky, which was not much worse than the anger released by the strange ape just now, and even had a trace of evil taste. At the same time, Ye Fan had a faint smile on his face: "You can try it and see what the consequences will be!"

A strong palpitation flashed through Xuan's bitter heart, he didn't understand why the young man with a serious injury on his shoulder in front of him would give him this feeling, so he couldn't help but want to wipe it out!

"Amitabha! The donor is so angry, beware of being harmed by the demons in his heart and falling into the path of the devil!"

"Hehe!" The corners of Ye Fan's mouth twitched slightly, and he smiled disdainfully: "The master has good intentions! But Ye has already become a demon, so why not be afraid of the temptation of demons, but you have to be more careful, master!"

"Amitabha, the old man's words are all here, donors take care. Three years later, our Yunshan Temple, see you or disperse!" Seeing that Ye Fan was becoming more and more rampant, Xuan Ku didn't say more, the monk's robe waved, and the auspicious clouds turned into prayer beads flew straight to the sky, but he didn't look at Bai Qiuhu behind him anymore!

"Master, you can't leave me!"

"Master, you can't do this!"

"Master!"

"Xuan Ku, you don't believe in your words!"

"Bald donkey, you must not die well"

......

Seeing Xuan Ku flying farther and farther, Bai Qiuhu's heart became heavier and heavier, from the initial pleading, to the final cursing, Bai Qiuhu no longer had the strength to struggle, he now only wanted to die quickly, otherwise the result left to him would be even more miserable than the original Nie Yuntian!

It's just that Bai Qiuhu is now hit by Ye Fan's key point in front of him, he can't move, and it's impossible to kill himself, so he can only look at the auspicious clouds in the sky with dull eyes! If he could do it all over again, Bai Qiuhu would definitely not choose this master who fled without a fight!

"Okay, enough scolding, they've already gone away, shouldn't we talk about what happened between us, Bai Ye?" Ye Fan didn't stop Bai Qiuhu's pleading and cursing, but it wasn't until he was completely desperate that he stood in front of him with a smile on his face, just like in front of the Taoist temple on Qingye Mountain that day!

Looking at Ye Fan's familiar smiling face in front of him, the smiling face that often appeared in his nightmares, Bai Qiuhu instantly regained his clarity, and said with a wry smile: "Childe, can I die quickly?"

He didn't ask himself if he could live, because Bai Qiuhu knew Ye Lan'er's status in Ye Fan's heart, and he also knew Ye Fan's character, and he didn't have any hope of living!

"What do you say, Master Bai?" Ye Fan smiled slightly, and after leaving a flat word, he turned around and left, and came to He Song's face!

Looking at He Song's face that was so sluggish that it was almost desperate, Ye Fan's heart couldn't help but hurt, the death of the thirteen sword masters, Ye Fan was very sad and very sad, but since they followed Ye Fan on this bloody road, death was inevitable, it was only a matter of time. Therefore, they died today, Ye Fan was not very angry, although they died very aggrieved and cowardly, but at least they died without pain, for people in the rivers and lakes, this is enough!

However, He Song is different, he is different from the seventeen sword masters and the Iron Tiger, strictly speaking, he and Ye Fan are not their own people, they can only be regarded as the relationship between employers and thugs, in this kind of knowing that he will die, he has no need to stand up at all, even if Ye Fan knows afterwards, he can't do anything with him!

But in such a situation, He Song still stood up, whether it was for the sake of the death of a confidant, or simply the righteousness of the rivers and lakes, he did what ordinary people could not do, but he was such a tough guy, but he was tortured by Ling Chi, which exterminated humanity, so Ye Fan felt angry for him and felt distressed for him!

"Smack!"

With a crisp sound, Ye Fan's palm slapped He Song's face fiercely, and his pale face instantly turned red because of congestion!

"If you're not dead, give me a little bit of it, don't be like a!"

seemed to have been slapped by Ye Fan, He Song not only did not wake up, but looked at Ye Fan solemnly!

Seeing this, Ye Fan could only slap again: "The head is no more than a scar the size of a bowl, but it's just an arm, son, I guarantee that you will live better than you do now, and you will be better than now!"

I don't know if it was because of these two slaps, or because of Ye Fan's promise, a trace of clarity appeared in He Song's sloppy eyes, and he said astringently: "Childe!"

"Wake up, cheer up a little when you wake up! I have prepared a toy for you, if you don't play, it will be a pity!" Saying that, Ye Fan patted He Song's intact shoulder and pointed to Bai Qiuhu and Bai Ye not far away!