Chapter 1916： Join hands (three shifts)

The elder was surprised when he heard this:

"Patriarch meant...now?"

Nan Yifan nodded.

"can..."

It's already night!

The elder did not say this sentence.

Because Nan Yifan raised his head and glanced at him.

It was just a day's work, and Nan Yifan seemed to be a teenager suddenly old.

In the light of the moonlight, the elder even saw his gray hair on the sideburns.

The face that had always been energetic, at this time only left haggard.

Although the light was dim, the elder still saw Nan Yifan's bloodshot eyes.

The moment he hit Nan Yifan's sight, he was instantly dumb.

I couldn't say the rest.

He didn't know how to describe this feeling.

Desolation, fragility, regret, resentment...

It seems that all the negative emotions have gathered together.

A heavy depressed breath spread from Nan Yifan's body.

The almost overwhelmed person could not breathe.

"Immediately."

Nan Yifan said.

The elder's heart suddenly jumped, instinctively what happened.

He has never seen Patriarch like this...

Could it be the eldest master and them--

He hung his head quickly and responded in a low voice:

"Yes! There are subordinates, please don't worry about everything!"

Nan Yifan nodded, then raised his foot and walked past him.

A bitter killing intent was looming.

The elder was frightened. When he returned to his senses and wanted to turn around and say a few more words, he found that Nan Yifan's figure had disappeared.

"..."

The brows of the elders who stayed in place were tightened, and the heart beat quickly, as if being held tightly by something.

More and more intense anxiety came to my heart.

When Nan Yiyi died, although the Patriarch was very sad, he didn't reach this point.

What happened is simply self-evident!

After a long time, he finally sighed:

"...I'm afraid this God Market Realm... will be messed up again..."

...

Nan Yifan is fast.

It took him all night to reach Meihe County.

This is the site of Yijia.

Different from the topography of Nanjia's lofty mountains and ridges, Meihe County is a vast plain.

On the green earth, a spacious and clear river winds past.

On the riverside, there are winding plum blossoms.

Behind this Merlin, stood a grand and luxurious city.

Above the gate, a gold plaque "Meihe County" hangs.

There are guards in strong costumes guarding the city gate.

When Nan Yifan arrived here, the sky was just bright.

Almost no one came and went at the gate.

So when his figure appeared, it immediately attracted the attention of the guards.

"Who is coming!?"

The guards immediately stood on alert, and their swords were in front of them.

Meihe County is the site of the Yi family, and only people from the Yi family enter and leave.

It was indeed suspicious that someone came over early in the morning.

Nan Yifan directly revealed his identity:

"Go and inform your Patriarch, Nan Jia Nan Yi Fan, come and visit."

...

"Nan Yifan? Good point, why did he come?"

Yi Mansion, Yi Wentao, the head of the Yi family, heard this and looked up from the book in surprise.

"How many people did he bring?"

"Patriarch Nan didn't bring anyone with him, he came alone. And...the journey is in a hurry, it seems there is something important."

The guard who came to report respectfully asked:

"Then... Patriarch, do you see, or are you missing?"

"Naturally want to see."

Yi Wentao stood up, closed the book, and set it aside.

He is very tall, he seems to be only thirty-six or seven years old, with handsome features and personable demeanor.

An azurite gown makes him more elegant like a scholar.

No one sees it, it is hard to imagine that he is the current Patriarch of the Yi family.

There are very few rumors about Yi Wentao in the world of the gods.

In everyone's imagination, Yi Wentao should be fierce and cruel.

It seems that only in that way can the entire Yijia be survived.

But in fact, he is very different from what most people imagine.

"Please come to the meeting room. I will come later."

"Yes."

The guard got the order and quickly retreated.

Yi Wentao looked at his back in a hurry and moved his eyebrows slightly.

There are not many contacts between Nanjia and Yijia.

And he also has some understanding of Nan Yifan.

This life is proud.

Suddenly visiting the door in person now, something must have happened.

Yi Wentao felt a little drumming in his heart.

He didn't know what was going on, but Nan Yifan was able to leave her underneath and come personally.

He thought for a while, but there was no answer, and finally decided to go to meet Nan Yifan first.

"You are here to practice with peace of mind, no one will bother you."

He suddenly turned around and confessed.

Behind the eight screens on the rosewood base, a figure was faintly reflected.

"Yes."

His voice was low, with a slight hoarseness, but he was a little lazy.

Yi Wentao nodded, then walked out, and personally dropped the lock.

After instructing people to take good care of this place, he turned around and left without worry.

...

Soon after Nan Yifan was introduced into the living room, Yi Wentao came.

"Haha, Brother Nan, what wind is bringing you here today?"

Yi Wentao walked in with a deep smile.

Nan Yifan looked up.

The two looked at each other for a moment, and there was a silent confrontation.

A touch of surprise crossed Yi Wentao's eyes.

The impression of Nan Yifan is always high-spirited and very proud.

But when I saw it this time, it was haggard to the naked eye, and the hair on both temples was dyed with a little hoarfrost.

What has he... experienced?

Just as Yi Wentao was guessing in his heart, Nan Yifan had already spoken directly:

"Nan came, naturally there was an important matter, and wanted to discuss with Brother Yi."

After speaking, he paused for a moment.

Yi Wentao reacted quickly, waved his hand, and walked away.

"You all go down first."

"Patriarch—"

The accompanying hesitant hesitated.

Nan Yifan looks really bad like this.

If he goes crazy to do something...

"Go down."

Yi Wentao's voice was three points cold.

This is Yijia!

Nan Yifan dared to come alone, didn't he even have the courage to talk to him alone?

Isn't this a joke?

The people below all knew his temper, so they didn't dare to say anything, and quickly retreated.

Before leaving, he closed the door carefully.

No one dared to eavesdrop here.

He walked over and sat opposite Nan Yifan, his expression had returned to his usual gentle and calm expression.

"Brother Nan has something to say, just speak bluntly."

Nan Yifan stared at him.

"I'm here this time to be in alliance with you."