With her curiosity, Ye Qingtian opened the backpack in his hand.

It is eight exquisite wooden boxes that come into view.

Ye Qingtian picked up and looked at it.

"Um?"

"This box is a bit unusual."

"The wooden box with such a good seal is still rare."

Ye Qingtian was shocked.

"Don't talk nonsense, open and see."

Ye Fan was obviously too lazy to talk to him, and urged it again.

Ye Qingtian no longer hesitated, and his palm was slightly effective.

Just listening to the sound, and the wooden box in the hand opened.

Then, a strong life aura flowed out of the wooden box, flowing out, and fluttering.

Feeling this full of spiritual power, Ye Qingtian trembled, and a pair of pupils suddenly tightened: "This ... this is ..."

"Yuan Lingguo?"

"You ... you really got Yuan Lingguo?"

After trembling, Ye Qingtian opened the second and third.

Sure enough, there is a Yuanling fruit in each wooden box.

Even if this Yuan Lingguo has been taken off by Ye Fan for nearly a year, the essence and aura have not lost too much.

The strong spiritual power of heaven and earth, as substantial, flows in front of Ye Qingtian's eyes.

"It's Yuan Lingguo."

"My God, how much fruit did Ye Fan grab?"

"And, after so long, do you still have it?"

"Still so good?"

Ye Qingtian was completely shocked.

He never thought that there were so many Yuan Lingguo in Ye Fan's hands.

He thought that if Ye Fan could come out of the rain forest alive, it was already unfortunate.

But who would have thought that this guy not only came back alive, but also brought back so diverse spiritual fruit.

For so many years, several teams have sent several teams to participate in the competition of Yuan Lingguo, but the Yuan Lingguo obtained by it is not so much at this time.

Facing Ye Qingtian's tremor, Ye Fan performed very calm.

He waved his hand and said lightly: "Take it."

"Just be my Ye Fan, a little contribution to the hot summer martial arts."

"I said, the hot summer is my motherland."

"Even if I do n’t enter the martial arts temple, I do n’t mind for the country and do things for the country and the hot summer martial arts.”

After speaking, Ye Fan also turned around and walked towards the room.

Behind him, only Ye Qingtian was left, where he was there.

In the ear, Ye Fan's words echoed.

Looking at the back of the teenager, Ye Qingtian smiled and smiled: "I have Ye Qingtian, she really didn't read the wrong person."

He found that he was more and more appreciated by the young man in front of him.

Although there is a young man, he is young and frivolous, but he is still hearty in summer, and he is mindful to the motherland.

Isn't this family feel that Ye Qingtian wants to see?

"Ye Fan ~"

Ye Qingtian shouted Ye Fan again.

"I finally ask you, can I not go to the Chu family?"

"I represent the martial arts temple, and the Yanxia Wudao asked you to let go of this obsession."

"It is for the country, for the future of the hot summer martial arts, for your hundreds of millions of compatriots."

"The future of this country really needs you."

Ye Qingtian's tone is kind and low.

Like a parent, you are retaining a traveler who is about to leave his hometown.

Ye Fan was silent, and for a long time, he didn't answer.

Ye Qingtian continued to persuade: "Ye Fan, stay, just for your motherland."

"I have 1.4 billion people for the hot summer and keep you."

"Don't go to the Chu family, okay?"

In the manor, Ye Qingtian's words could not be echoed.

Along with the breeze in the manor, it flows in the whole world.

The world seems to be quiet at this time.

Only the breeze whispered, the lake wandering ripples.

However, Ye Fan finally shook his head.

He laughed at the God of War, whispered: "God of War, you don't have to take this to keep me."

"I'm different from you."
Chapter completed!