Three days later, in the evening, one black, one white and one red, three BMW horses appeared outside the Red Maple Valley!

Unlike Aoba City, Red Maple Valley is not located in the city, but is built in a mountain range, with a valley as a gatekeeper, coinciding with the valley overgrown with maple trees, and when the leaves fall in autumn, the entire Red Maple Valley is full of flowers, and the red sea is thousands of miles!

It's a pity that it's only the days of late spring and summer, and there aren't many flowers to enjoy other than the leaves that fill the valley!

"Childe, what is the so-called matter of our coming to Red Maple Valley this time, and how should our subordinates act?"

Seeing that the Red Maple Valley was in sight, the speed of the three BMWs gradually slowed down, and Tie Hu had the opportunity to ask about the tone of this action, lest he make a mistake and miss the son's big thing!

Ye Fan grabbed the reins of the red horse under his crotch, looked at the red maple valley mountain gate in front of him a few times, and said: "When Xiao Qi was killed that day, didn't the people of this Red Maple Valley want this son to give them an explanation! It's been half a year, since they don't dare to go to Qingye City, then today this son will personally go to this Red Maple Valley and ask them what kind of explanation they want!"

A piercing chill emanated from Ye Fan's body, and the white steed under Tie Hu couldn't help but take two steps back, and even Tie Hu himself was in a flurry of heart!

When he saw that the figure on Ye Fan's side was as immobile as a mountain and completely unaffected, there was a little more solemnity in his admiration! I originally thought that with this half a year of hard cultivation, my strength in the Evil Warding Sword Hall should already be in the forefront, but I didn't expect that this Seventeen Swords of Evil Warding Off, which was personally trained by Ye Fan, would not be inferior to him at random, but even stronger!

Jian Jiu glanced up at Ye Fan's figure slightly, pulled the reins in his hand, and pulled the black steed under his crotch outward slightly, although he was not afraid of the cold and murderous aura on Ye Fan's body, but the BMW under his crotch did not have that ability!

Since the battle of the Stygian Mountain Residence, Jian Jiu seems to have been greatly stimulated, and has been in the cultivation since then, until recently he stepped into the first-class realm, after half a year of penance, he finally took a step ahead of Jian Thirteen, and became the strongest among the seventeen teenagers, but he was not the "random person" that Tie Hu thought!

But then again, although Iron Tiger's current strength is among the seventeen teenagers who have cultivated the Evil Warding Sword Technique, he can rank in the middle or even the top position! But when it comes to potential, the "Immortal Golden Body", which is only three layers, is not as good as the few teenagers who have cultivated the "Evil Warding Sword Sutra"!

Sensing Jian Jiu's movements, Ye Fan's mind moved, and the killing aura around his body disappeared in an instant, recovering his previous appearance as warm as jade, shaking his head and glancing at Jian Jiu, who was even more gloomy than himself, shook his head and said: "Xiao Jiu! Cultivation is cultivation, I don't want you to become the person you are now because you are in a hurry! When you go back this time, you will follow me and control the yin qi in your body, otherwise you will really come to the crooked path, and it will be difficult to turn back!"

A tight smile appeared on Jian Jiu's cold face, as if he was not used to it, "Childe don't worry about me, Jian Jiu is very good like this! Not only can you help Childe, but you can also have more self-protection power!"

Ye Fan stretched out his hand to tighten the reins of the jujube red horse, turned his head, looked at Jian Jiu seriously and said, "Xiao Jiu, you tell the truth, are you still complaining that I didn't save you from Sima Qing's hands in time that day?"

"Jian Jiu doesn't dare!If it weren't for Gongzi, you sacrificed your life to save you that day, Jian Jiu might be gone now" Jian Jiu's head lowered slightly, as if he didn't want to mention the events of the day again, but the aura on his body still couldn't help but fluctuate, and the cold aura that was converging in his body spread outward, just like Ye Fan just now!

Ye Fan sighed in his heart, what Jian Jiu said just now was not daring rather than no, although it was just a word difference, but the meaning in it was completely different!

However, Ye Fan has no good way except to sigh in his heart, like this kind of heart disease, only the person concerned can solve it, and others can't help much. However, he didn't worry about Jian Jiu's loyalty, Ye Fan had absolute confidence in the loyalty of these seventeen teenagers! As time passed, he believed that this little complaint would eventually become invisible!

"Let's go! Red Maple Valley is in front, come with me to meet the mysterious Red Maple Valley Ancestor!" Ye Fan raised his whip and urged the horse forward, no longer entangled in Jian Jiu's heart!

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"What people, stop quickly!" Seeing that Ye Fan and the three of them rushed towards the mountain gate, they didn't mean to stop when they were about to reach the mountain gate, and several Red Maple Valley disciples guarding the door hurriedly drew out the long swords in their hands, and pointed at the three people who came from the horses with an uneasy expression!

"Appeal ......"

Ye Fan pulled the reins in his hand violently, and stopped the galloping jujube red horse, at this time, the jujube red horse was only less than a meter away from the disciple led by him, and the hot air spewing out of his mouth hit him directly!

"This is where Red Maple Valley is?"

Ye Fan'an sat on the horse's back, and asked the disciple in front of the horse with a slightly arrogant expression, but he didn't expect the other party to be shocked by the jujube red horse, and his mouth was so loud that he couldn't speak!

Ye Fan smiled disdainfully and asked a few disciples behind, "This seat asks you, is the sect here Red Maple Valley?"

The disciples looked at each other, not knowing if it was because of Ye Fan's might, but no one answered, until a moment later, a young man about fourteen or fifteen years old looked at Ye Fan with a disgruntled face, and shouted: "You evil thief, why do you knowingly ask!"

"Thief?" Ye Fan was stunned, although he didn't come here with good intentions this time, but after all, he didn't do anything, I really don't know where the word "thief" started!

"Thief, yesterday you just attacked Uncle Shi, and today you actually deceived the door again, I fought with you!" As he spoke, the little Taoist priest raised the sword in his hand and was about to stab at Ye Fan on horseback!

"Senior brother, don't!"

"Qingye, hurry up, stop!"

The faces of everyone in Red Maple Valley changed drastically, and their eyes looking at the little Taoist priest were full of worry, but no one dared to rush forward and pull him back!

Ye Fan raised his eyebrows, leaned forward with his left hand, and after grabbing the long sword of Qingye Little Daoist in his hand, he asked in a deep voice, "Your ancestor of Red Maple Valley was attacked by someone?"

The long sword was captured, and the little Taoist priest pulled his right hand back hard, but he didn't expect the sword to not move at all, but instead his little face turned red, and scolded back: "Thief, didn't you sneak attack, you don't know yet!"

"It seems that this Red Maple Valley is really restless, in addition to a few of his own people, there are even 'guests'!"

Ye Fan's face swayed, and while smiling secretly in his heart, he let go of his left hand, released the sword in his hand, and shouted in a deep voice: "Little Taoist, don't frame a good person, this seat is a friend of your senior sister, see clearly, the thief who attacked your ancestor is not me!"