"Do you think you can contend with me?"
"I'll protect him!" Bai Lin, who was carried on his back, walked down.
"Who do you think you are? Just a discarded pawn."
"My grandfather is dead, what use are you in front of me!!"
"As long as I kill you again, won't all this be over?"
"Before you die, I want to toy with you madly, you vixen."
"When I return to District Thirteen and gain promotion, I will also make your sister my plaything under my crotch!"
"Hahahaha..." Yun Meng laughed maniacally.
He slowly approached step by step.
These words struck Bai Lin's heart. Bai Lin froze in place. She thought Yun Meng would consider her grandfather's past feelings and let Chen Fan go, or out of respect for her grandfather's old friend. But this Yun Meng not only dared to insult her family, insult her, but also insult her most beloved grandfather. However, Bai Lin was helpless. Bai Lin was just a very, very ordinary person.
At this moment, no one noticed that Chen Fan's expression was growing dimmer.
And at this moment, Chen Fan clenched Bai Lin's hand.
In an instant, Chen Fan transformed into his original appearance.
His eyes gradually turned cold.
Bai Lin also tightly held Chen Fan's hand, refusing to let go.
"Oh! You can transform too? Do you think I'll let you go? And remember your appearance?" Yun Meng walked closer and closer, his tone becoming somewhat deranged.
At this moment, Yun Meng walked up to Chen Fan and raised the greatsword in his hand.
"Bang."
A loud noise echoed.
Bai Lin quickly closed her eyes.
When she opened them again, Chen Fan was still standing there.
And where Yun Meng had been standing, a crack appeared on the ground, like a sword mark.
Although it was not even half the power of the sword marks on the platform before, it still demonstrated considerable strength.
The remaining members of the Seventh District looked over. Beside that spot, a white figure appeared.
"Who dares to touch my Brother Fan!!" The power of the peak Nascent Soul stage exploded forth.
Bai Lin also opened her eyes upon hearing this voice.
The one who arrived was none other than "Bai Zhannian," whom Chen Fan had been desperately searching for.
***
Seeing the white-clothed man and the black-clothed man standing on the field,
The remaining people in the Seventh District watched.
Bai Zhannian glanced at the thousand or so people, including the eight Golden Core martial artists.
Bai Zhannian moved his feet.
And Chen Fan saw Bai Zhannian charging towards the other survivors with murderous intent.
Before he could even shout,
"No!"
It was too late.
In an instant, all the survivors of the Seventh District collapsed to the ground.
And Chen Fan's voice came.
"Brother Chen Fan, what did you say?"
But before Chen Fan could get angry, Bai Zhannian suddenly fell backward.
He fell heavily to the ground.
Unable to get angry, Chen Fan quickly carried the still-shocked Bai Lin and ran towards Bai Zhannian.
Bai Zhannian's aura had completely disappeared, leaving only a near-faint Bai Zhannian.
Seeing this, Bai Lin ignored the dead survivors of the Seventh District and eagerly followed Chen Fan to crouch beside Bai Zhannian.
"Zhannian! Zhannian! What's wrong with you?" Chen Fan called out.
"Brother Fan..." Bai Zhannian tried to raise his hand, but it fell heavily.
Seeing this, Chen Fan quickly checked his pulse.
However, when he inputted a stream of true qi, the life signs fed back to Chen Fan were incredibly weak.
"What's wrong with him?" Bai Lin, seeing Chen Fan's anxious expression, also began to worry.
"This idiot. He probably thought I couldn't beat Yun Meng and used all his strength to save me..." Chen Fan said with heartache and helplessness.
There was no choice, who made him my only brother.
Chen Fan instantly unleashed his sub-divine level strength, embracing Bai Lin and Bai Zhannian.
He rapidly left the ancient tomb. As he neared the exit, Chen Fan instantly transformed into a peerlessly handsome ancient-style man in red.
After walking out of the gap in the excavated area, he gently placed Bai Lin down in front of everyone.
Bai Lin never expected that Chen Fan's true strength would reach the sub-divine level.
He then vanished instantly.
Only a sound transmission entered Bai Lin's consciousness.
"I came back to Red Sun Nation for you. Wait for me. If you need to write a report, tell them I am the tomb lord of this ancient tomb and you disturbed my peaceful tomb retirement. I will seek revenge eventually! And you are my messenger, so I didn't kill you, remember! I'll be back!"
Bai Lin looked at the spot where Chen Fan had disappeared. Although she was reluctant, she softly agreed.
***
Several days later.
Still at the familiar foot of Kunlun Mountain.
Still the familiar city, but this time, there was a paralyzed brother beside him.
This return was completely different from the past.
At this moment, Chen Fan was dressed in an expensive Western suit and a fur coat, catching everyone's eye.
"Boss, a pot of fine old wine," Chen Fan said to the owner as he entered a century-old hotel.
"Certainly, esteemed guest, please wait a moment!"
Soon, a pot of good wine was bagged by Chen Fan,
Ready to be taken into the Kunlun Secret Realm.
"Zhannian, today I'll take you back to our hometown in Kunlun Mountain!" Chen Fan instantly appeared within the Kunlun Secret Realm.
Looking at Bai Zhannian, who was still unconscious in his arms, Chen Fan couldn't help but smile.