Chapter 1343

In the wooden house, ye Han lay on the bed and listened to Qin Wudao's words. His eyes slowly calmed down. His life is still alive and everything has not been taken away. He has survived all his life and death along the way. Here, he must not fall!

"Boy, if your life is still there, you haven't lost it." looking at Ye Han whose mood has stabilized, Qin Wudao said; "As long as you pick up the sword again, you are still the same as you before. Who owes you, you can get it back. If this setback will make you fall, you are not even as good as that girl!"

"Teacher?" hearing Qin Wudao's words, ye Han's eyes suddenly fluctuated. He looked at Qin Wudao.

Qin Wudao sighed and said; "You destroyed the girl's Dantian in the battle of Jianzong!"

"What!"

Hearing Qin Wudao's words, ye Han's eyes flashed an amazing anger. He thought that the girl Dantian who needed his protection behind his ass had been destroyed and became a waste man. A thick killing machine burst out from him.

"Sword sect..."

Ye Han's fist clenched and rattled. Mo feiwu's Dantian was destroyed. His left arm was cut off. All this was given by the sword sect. At this moment, ye Han regretted that he should not have yearned for the sword sect. In this world, only his own strength and the forces around him are strong enough. Relying on other forces to grow up can never compare with those who hold each other.

"Teacher, what about elder martial brother? How about him?" I thought that Mo feiwu's Dantian was destroyed. So, what about Lengxing Mou?

Qin Wudao said; "Don't worry, Xingmou is fine. He's just too injured. He's still recovering. He'll wake up soon."

Hearing the speech, ye Han was a little relieved.

"Jianzong, when I revisit my hometown, I want to make the sky above your head can't cover my eyes..." Ye Han's fist is clenched, his eyes are like a sword, and his heart is roaring. Jianzong and him are destined to be enemies of life and death!

Originally, after handing over the magic sword, ye Han didn't want to be an enemy with the super power of Jianzong even though he couldn't stand it. However, the other party went back on his word and wanted to get rid of him again and again, which led to his becoming a one armed man. Mo feiwu's Dantian was also destroyed!

However, if ye Han wants to recover all this, he needs to adapt slowly and continue to move forward bravely.

………

In the wooden house, ye Han walked out from there and looked at the girl sitting on the wooden bridge beside the lake. He pursed the corners of his mouth and scratched a painful color in his eyes. He could feel the pain and helplessness in the girl's heart. Walking all the way from a small town to heaven and man is the most proud thing for the girl. Once he returns to desert city, The whole Mo family will be proud of her, but at the moment, her Dantian is destroyed, and all her hard-earned strength is gone!

Ye Han came to the side where Mo feiwu sat down and touched her head with his only right hand; "Girl, if you want to cry, cry out. Brother Ye has only one hand left, but this shoulder can still let you rely on!"

Hearing this, Mo feiwu's face like stagnant water fluctuated, and the crystal tears fell down. At this moment, she couldn't help crying on Ye Han's shoulder. Drops of tears soaked Ye Han's clothes. The silent crying made Ye Han more distressed.

Since she knew that her Dantian was destroyed, Mo feiwu has been suppressing her emotions these days, closing her heart and becoming silent. But now, facing Ye Han, the young man she has been relying on since she left desert city, she can no longer resist the pain that is repressed in her heart. She needs an outlet.

This scene lasted ten minutes. Mo feiwu lay on Ye Han's shoulder, sniffed and gradually stopped crying!

"Girl, believe brother ye, I will help you find a way to rebuild the Dantian, you know? I have an uncle who was abandoned by others like you. For you, I must find a way." Ye Han touched Mo feiwu's head and thought of Ji Jiuqian, who was abandoned by the Ninth Night saint, he said firmly.

"Brother ye, you lied to me. You said you lost your memory. How can you remember an uncle?" hearing Ye Han's words, Mo feiwu wiped the tears on his face and looked at him with his mouth.

Hearing the speech, ye Han smiled bitterly and said; "Girl, brother ye also had difficulties at that time. In fact, I don't know where to start. If one day, brother ye will take you to my hometown, which is a very beautiful place where my family lives!"

"Really?" Mo feiwu looked at Ye Han and said; "But why can't you go back now?"

"Because brother Ye is lost." Ye Han smiled and said; "But one day I will find my way home. No difficulty can stop me."

"But, brother ye, your hand..." Mo feiwu's eyes were dark; "I'm so useless that I can't help anything."

Ye Han smiled; "I just broke one hand. I have another. Your brother Ye is still the old brother Ye. You can still protect you as always."

After a conversation, Mo feiwu's heart was gradually opened. Although his face was still a little depressed, he was much more cheerful than his autistic appearance not long ago, and gradually accepted the fact that his Dantian was destroyed.

Ye Han also began to adapt to the life of one arm.

At present, a broken arm has an impact on Ye Han's combat effectiveness. If you want to recover to his peak, you have to adapt as soon as possible.

On the wooden bridge in front of the lake, Mo feiwu and Qin Wudao stood together. Both of them were watching the lake. At this time, the calm water surface suddenly heard a series of explosions. One after another, water columns rose into the sky, looking extremely spectacular.

Under the lake, ye Han was naked, holding the immortal sword in one hand. He practiced his sword technique at the bottom of the lake. The sword lights flew in all directions under the lake. The scene was like bullets shot into the lake.

The pressure and resistance under the lake are very huge, and ye Han wants to adapt to the disabled body without an arm at present. He can only adapt with the help of this pressure and resistance. Once he can move freely under the lake like on land without stagnation, even if he lacks an arm, it will not have much impact on Ye Han's combat effectiveness.

"Sir, can brother Ye's arm recover?" Mo feiwu asked, looking at Qin Wudao on the wooden bridge.

Hearing the speech, Qin Wudao said; "Yes, girl, don't be too sad. After a while, I'll take you to Medicine Valley and find a way."