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    “Whoosh whoosh!”

    While Qian Yiyue and Qian Sanxue were playing golf, Ye Fan was watching Yuan Qingyi practice his sword.

    Ye Fan originally wanted to sleep a little longer, but was pulled up by Yuan Qingyi for guidance.

    Ye Fanxun thought that the two had not seen each other for a long time, and that Yuan Qingyi had lived and died with him countless times, and finally came to the back garden to watch a woman practice martial arts.

    “Whoosh!”

    When Ye Fan was looking happy, Yuan Qingyi suddenly stamped his left foot, and his whole body disappeared from Ye Fan in an instant.

    Ye Fan narrowed his eyes and retreated ten meters.

    Almost as soon as Ye Fan left, a sharp sword stabbed silently from where Ye Fan originally stood.

    Also accompanied by a wisp of green clothes.

    “Not bad…”

    Ye Fan nodded slightly when he saw this. He just said two words and immediately shut up, and at the same time flew back again.

    When Ye Fan swayed and disappeared, the strand of green clothes suddenly exploded with a bang.

    Countless green flowers came over with a crash.

    When Zhu Jing’er’s eyes were mesmerized not far away, the green sword flew past and drew a blue arc.

    Two white yam flowers fell silently nearby.

    When the yam flowers fell to the ground, the ground trembled, and a crack struck Ye Fan.

    “Well done!”

    Ye Fan laughed loudly, and this time he did not dodge again, but took a step forward and crushed a stone with a bang.

    The stone sank and hit the crack ahead.

    The next second, there was a bang, the crack collided with the stone, and exploded into a ball of debris.

    Then Yuan Qingyi soared into the sky, like a fairy that attracted everyone’s attention.

    When she landed lightly, Mark was already standing in front of her and said with a smile: “Qing Yi, your skills have improved a lot.”

    Yuan Qingyi withdrew his sharp sword and smiled at Ye Fan: “Young Master Ye is joking, compared to you, I am miles away from you. I didn’t even touch you in three raids.”

    Ye Fan laughed a few times when he heard this, and comforted the somewhat depressed woman:

    “It’s not that you can’t hurt me, but that I know you too well.”

    “We have stayed in West China for so long and lived and died together so many times. You have no secrets from me anymore.”

    “Any move you make, even if you stick out…, I can predict your next intention.”

    “So your sneak attack has no meaning to me.”

    “But if you change any enemy, the three moves you just made will definitely kill them.”

    “Even if Tang Sanguo appears, you can still stab him.”

    Although Ye Fan was somewhat conciliatory, he was also quite certain that Yuan Qingyi’s attack failed not because she was too bad, but because the two of them were too familiar.

    For Ye Fan, not to mention catching the intention of Yuan Qingyi’s eyes, even if Yuan Qingyi pouts, he can predict in advance what posture to use to deal with him.

    Yuan Qingyi was slightly startled when he heard this, and then his frustration turned into tenderness, with a trace of long-lost shyness.

    She knew that Mark was not just comforting. The two of them had shared many hardships and already knew each other’s body and mind very well.

    Especially when she was cooling down Ye Fan in the bathroom, she could make more than a dozen responses to Ye Fan’s slight changes.

    Similarly, Ye Fan was equally familiar with her.

    So she looked at Mark and smiled lightly: “When you said that, I felt much better, otherwise I would have no shame to be the first elder.”

    Ye Fan laughed out loud: “If you don’t want to be the first elder, then you will be the president of the Martial Alliance.”

    “That won’t work!”

    Yuan Qingyi shook his head without hesitation: “Anyone in the Martial Alliance can be replaced, but you and Jiu Qiansui cannot be removed. You are the cornerstone of the Martial Alliance.”

    Ye Fan took out a tissue and gently wiped the sweat on Yuan Qingyi’s forehead:

    “I live in seclusion in the Xia Kingdom for nine thousand years and will not come back for three to five years.”

    “I, the young master of the Martial Alliance, am the master of the Martial Alliance. The person who really supports the Martial Alliance is you, Qingyi.”

    Ye Fan smiled: “You are now the pillar of the Martial Alliance.”

    “Master Ye, it’s different.”

    Yuan Qingyi smiled gently and said in a serious tone: “Although I am in charge of the Martial Alliance, the real totems of the Martial Alliance are you and Nine Thousand Years Old.”

    “Believe it or not, if I leave the Wu Meng, the Wu Meng will still be the same as it is now, and there won’t be many changes.”

    “But if you and Jiu Qiansui leave the martial alliance or something happens, the martial alliance will fall apart in less than a year.”

    She saw clearly: “No, it’s about supporting the army and respecting one’s own affairs.”

    Ye Fan laughed loudly: “Do I have this kind of prestige? Qingyi, you overestimate me…”

    Yuan Qingyi stepped forward and approached Ye Fan: “Young Master Ye, you underestimated yourself. You will always be the young master in the hearts of the three hundred thousand martial alliance disciples, and you are also the master of Qingyi!”

    His breath was like orchid, his eyes were scorching, and there was also a trace of ambiguous feelings that could not be concealed.

    Ye Fan’s breathing stagnated slightly, and his joking smile disappeared a lot. Then he grasped Yuan Qingyi’s shoulders with both hands and held Yuan Qingyi close to his body.

    He changed the topic: “Qingyi, why are you free to come to Hangzhou?”

    Last night, Ye Fan was so busy dealing with Lu Ba’s group and getting together that he forgot to ask Yuan Qingyi why he came to Hangzhou.

    Yuan Qingyi did not hide anything: “Qian Sanxue replaced the old president of Hangcheng and became the new president of the Hangcheng Martial Arts League. I came to confer her a title.”

    “Qian Sanxue?”

    Ye Fan narrowed his eyes slightly: “The third child of the Qian family? It seems that Qian April is not lying. The Qian sisters are indeed soaring.”

    Yuan Qingyi said again: “On the surface, I am conferring a title on Qian Sanxue, but in essence, I am also investigating the cause of the sudden death of the old president of Hangcheng.”

    Ye Fan was startled: “The old president of Hangcheng died suddenly? Investigation? What do you mean?”

    “The old president of Hangcheng is named Ma Boqi!”

    Yuan Qingyi raised her pretty face and turned to look at the southern sky:

    “Two months ago, I competed with the Yang Kingdom warrior Kawashima Succubus. The two sides fought for ten rounds and ended up with no winner, but both were seriously injured.”

    “Kawashima Succubus recovered after half a month of recuperation, but President Ma fell ill because of it and died of his injuries a month ago.”

    “He left a will in which his adopted daughter Qian Sanxue inherited the Ma family’s assets and the position of president of the Wumen League.”

    “His wife, two daughters and one son only received 10 million in cash, and they had to settle abroad to get this money.”

    “His wife and children refused to leave Hangzhou and hired a lawyer to prepare a lawsuit against Qian Sanxue.”

    “The night before the lawsuit was filed, the Ma family suddenly disappeared, leaving a letter telling them that they were tired and decided to go abroad and settle down with 10 million.”

    Yuan Qingyi’s pretty face was solemn: “But there is no record of the Ma family’s departure at entry and exit.”

    Ye Fan raised his head slightly: “Do you think the Ma family was silenced by Qian Sanxue?”

    Yuan Qingyi nodded: “Not only do I suspect that the Ma family was silenced by her, I also suspect that Ma Boqi was killed by Qian Sanxue.”

    “Although I don’t mind the children of the Martial Alliance blooming, and I also hope that the waves behind the Yangtze River will push the waves ahead, I will never allow dirty means to be used to gain power.”

    “And it’s also about silencing women, children, and children.”

    “The most important point is that I am worried that Yang Kingdom chessmen will infiltrate the Hangzhou Martial Alliance.”

    “So when I come to Hangzhou to confer the title this time, I must find out the reason why President Ma died suddenly and his wife and children disappeared.”

    “If it is really related to Qian Sanxue, then I will sacrifice her head to the dead Chairman Ma, and it can also deter other martial alliance disciples with ulterior motives.”

    Yuan Qingyi fell to the ground and said loudly: “If this trend is not corrected, the Martial Alliance will harbor evil and evil in a few years. Then I will be sorry for you and Jiu Qiansui.”

    “That’s it!”

    Ye Fan nodded slightly, and then asked curiously: “Do you have any friendship with the Ma family? Otherwise, how could you personally intervene in this matter? Can’t we just let Huang Sanchong be responsible?”

    Yuan Qingyi didn’t hide anything from Ye Fan: “I don’t have much friendship with the Ma Boqi family.”

    “But I have a close personal relationship with Ma Boqi’s niece, Murong Ruoxi, the president of West Lake Group, and I also owe her a favor.”

    “She was also the one who told me about the situation of the Mabozy family. She hoped that I could personally intervene and investigate.”

    “Otherwise, I only know that the president of the Hangcheng Martial League is going to be replaced, and I have no idea what is going on.”

    “After all, the Hangcheng Martial Alliance does not report, and the information I obtained is limited, so it is impossible for me to take care of everything in detail.”

    Yuan Qingyi sighed. He was at a high place and could not hear the noise, but he could not know the many injustices.

    Ye Fan nodded: “Has Murong Ruoxi investigated the situation of the Guoma family?”

    Yuan Qingyi’s red lips slightly opened: “Murong Ruoxi sent someone to investigate secretly!”

    “As a result, all the people involved in the investigation disappeared without a trace, which means the water is deep enough.”

    She added: “I don’t want Huang Sanzhong to take any risks, and since I have a relationship with Murong Ruoxi, I’ll come and visit in person.”

    “I understand.”

    Ye Fan nodded lightly: “Qingyi, just go ahead and do it. I will fight alongside you in Hangzhou.”

    Yuan Qingyi suddenly said: “Master Ye, do you think Qian Sanxue is the murderer?”

    Ye Fan put his hands behind his back and thought of that long-lost pretty face: “I would rather betray the world than let the world betray me. This was the motto of my “third sister” when she was young…”

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