Chapter 1562 Despicable Means

"What's going on? The demon saint went in like this. Wouldn't she have a fight with Lin Feng?"

Just as Ye Fan and the other two kissed passionately in the tent, everyone outside looked confused.

Seeing Lu Ji and others just staying outside, I was really puzzled.

It is unlikely that the two parties want to get such an important thing as the Soul Lord’s inheritance, just by discussing it is not possible.

Moreover, the always cold saint of the demon clan was a little strange when he saw Lin Feng.

“Um…”

After a passionate kiss, Qing Shiyu finally blushed and pushed Ye Fan away helplessly.

For a moment, he just leaned in Ye Fan's arms and didn't dare to look up at him.

"Ye Fan, have you accepted me?"

Qing Shiyu suddenly asked.

"What do you think?"

Ye Fan gently stroked the gentle long Qing Shiyu and asked indifferently.

Although he did not receive a positive answer, Qing Shiyu already had an answer in her heart, as sweet as eating honey.

As for Xiang Quan's affairs, it was just jealous of her time with Ye Fan.

Ye Fan is not a romantic person who loves each other.

Feeling Qing Shiyu's arms gradually tightening, Ye Fan said softly: "I'm not good this time, but don't worry, in the heavenly realm, you are the closest person to me. No matter what happens, I will protect you."

"Haha, I am the saint of the demon clan now. It's almost the same for me to protect you!"

Qing Shiyu raised her head and gradually showed a little girl-like smile, joking.

"It's naturally better. No matter who protects whom, I will not be separated from you!"

Ye Fan responded with a smile.

He had already accepted Qing Shiyu in his heart, and only after he was separated could he realize his miss.

"Yeah!" Qing Shiyu buried her head in Ye Fan's arms again, enjoying a hint of tenderness.

If people from outside see that the saint of the demon clan who is the best in Purgatory Valley and the best in bloodline leaning in a man's arms like a bird dependent on others, they will inevitably be shocked.

In their hearts, Ye Fan will definitely become a "little boy".

"By the way, you also want the barefoot golden crow, is it also for the inheritance of the Soul Lord?"

Ye Fan suddenly asked when he thought of the meeting just now.

"Yes, it's not for you. You haven't appeared for a long time. I'm afraid you will miss the dragon vein, so I want to help you get the Soul Lord inheritance first!"

Qing Shiyu nodded and said with a little resentment.

"Haha, you think about me everywhere. It seems that I will care more about you in the future!"

Ye Fan smiled awkwardly, it was a coincidence.

"It's best for you to have this enlightenment!"

Qing Shiyu nodded with satisfaction, and began to talk about the serious matters at the same time and said, "Did you really get the location of the Soul Lord Underground Palace as everyone has told you?"

"I don't know very well about the authenticity of that place, but according to common sense, it should be true."

Ye Fan looked serious and gradually told Zhang Damo about it.

"In other words, Zhang Damo found the Soul Lord's Underground Palace through the secret method of the ghost clan, but planned to embezzle the inheritance!"

Qing Shiyu gradually understood it. It is reasonable that the ghost clan is proficient in various secret techniques, so it is indeed reasonable to find the underground palace.

But I am afraid I will pay a lot of money for this.

"Zhang Damo's men handed a barefoot golden crow to Duan Yuanshui who knew nothing in secret, but Duan Yuanshui used it to save his life, so the conspiracy was revealed, and it was a coincidence!"

Ye Fan summarized it.

No matter what method Zhang Damo planned to use to get the remaining two barefoot golden crows, he only knew that he had basically obtained Zhang Damo's calculations at this moment.

Zhang Damo's last method of soul-dividing has made Ye Fan successful and made Feng Wu appear.

"Now I'm only the last barefoot golden crow, just waiting for the last one to appear!"

Ye Fan sighed with emotion, with a light of expectation in his eyes.

The Soul Lord’s inheritance is almost at hand.

"Actually, I know the person who has the last barefoot golden crow!"

Qing Shiyu's pretty face gradually became serious and told her.

"Oh? Who is it?"

After hearing this, Ye Fan's eyes lit up and he hurriedly asked.

"Brother Feng...that's not a good thing..."

Just as Qing Shiyu wanted to answer, Xiang Hai's excited voice suddenly came from outside the tent.

"Wait a moment!"

Ye Fan said to Qing Shiyu, and the two walked outside the tent together.

Outside, the crowd was as old as before, but the expressions of Xiang Hai and others were extremely difficult to see.

"What happened?"

Ye Fan's face was confused. If it weren't for the urgency, Xiang Hai would definitely not disturb him.

"Brother Feng, Quanquan has been captured, please save him!"

Xiang Hai explained anxiously and said directly.

"Catched? You guys can't bear to see so many of you?"

Ye Fan's face suddenly sank and said.

"Jiuquan just went outside the territory to relax, and I was the only one with me, so..."

Xiang Hai said guiltyly.

"What did they say?"

Ye Fan directly interrupted Xiang Hai's words.

"I didn't say anything, just a scroll was left."

As Xiang Hai spoke, he gradually took out the book.

Ye Fan took the object and turned around and entered the camp with a heavy face, while Xiang Hai and others were still standing outside.

At this moment, the other party caught Xiang Quan and left a book, so the purpose was not to be guessed.

“It’s simply despicable!”

There were still only Ye Fan and Qing Shiyu in the tent. After Ye Fan browsing the information on the scroll, he directly twisted it into powder.

The contents on the paper roll were asked Ye Fan to bring two golden crows and location drawings in three days and exchange them for Xiangquan.

It is for the inheritance of the Soul Lord.

What Ye Fan hates the most in his life is this threat.

"Ye Fan, please calm down first. I think I know who that person is!"

Qing Shiyu came to Ye Fan and comforted him.

"you say……"

Ye Fan nodded and gradually recovered from calmness.

"He should be the person I just wanted to tell you, the genius of the Huangtian Demon Clan, the Holy Son of the Demon Clan, and Huang Wudao!"

Qing Shiyu had a heavy face and explained seriously.

"Huang Wudao!"

Ye Fan responded and wrote the name in his heart.

"Huang Wudao got the first barefoot golden crow twenty thousand years ago. He is the one who wants to get the golden crow on you the most!"

Qing Shiyu traces back to the past.

"Where is this person ranking? How strong is it?"

Ye Fan asked, the more specific you know, the more you can establish your identity.

"Huang Wudao is the third-ranked blood genius in Purgatory Valley, second only to me and the demon genius Zhen Wei. He has become famous in the Honghuang Village for many years. At the same time, among the demon clan, he is called the Holy Son."

Qing Shiyu explained in detail.

"Ranked third! But how can you conclude that this move was what he did?"

Ye Fan's eyes were slightly deeper and he continued to ask.

"Huang Wudao is good at calculating and has long been a bit despicable and shameless. Besides, you have killed Feng Wu and are well-known. The only one who dares to deal with you in the Honghuang Village is probably Huang Wudao!"

Qing Shiyu rationally analyzed.

Some things do not require tangible evidence at all, they can be concluded by just a thorough judgment.
Chapter completed!