Dreams and fists shatter the sky

Chapter 84: Next time there is someone waiting at home, remember to go back early to check

As soon as he finished speaking, the wings behind him flapped violently and rushed to the battlefield!

Huang Qingmai lightly tapped his finger.

Behind him, a black shadow suddenly rose into the air, instantly stopping Fang Miao's steps and blocking his way.

He was Huang Qingmai's first general, the Ghost Servant.

Fang Miao was furious: "Get out of here!"

The Ghost Servant raised his hand, and darkness enveloped the two of them.

Fang Miao glowed in the darkness, but the next second he was suppressed by the Ghost Servant's hand and blasted out of the sky alive!

Then, the ghost servant took a step, a thousand miles in one step, and instantly arrived in front of Fang Miao. He stepped on Fang Miao's face, looked down at him, and said coldly: "Fang Miao, please remember!"

"The fame and benefits brought by the position of the Wing of the Nation are all given to you by us."

"Since we can create gods, we can destroy gods."

"Your father is very wise. He knows what kind of choice is right."

"It takes time and effort to create another mascot."

"I'll give you one last chance."

"Get out of here."

"Otherwise, you and your dear brother will go to hell."

Hearing these words.

Fang Miao seemed to have lost all his energy. His face was stepped on and his expression could not be seen clearly.

The ghost servant sneered and turned around to return to the field.

Suddenly!

Fang Miao's aura burst out, and he grabbed the ghost servant's thigh with one hand and threw it into the sky. His wings fluttered wildly, and he rushed to the arena at a rapid speed, raised his head and roared, and the sound waves rolled!

"Tian Lian!"

"Tian Lian!!"

"Did you hear my voice!?"

"Don't die!"

"Find a way to survive!"

"They won't save you, go and ask the other side!"

"Ye An, yes, he is a dream. Dad said that dreams can do anything. Go and ask Ye An not to die!"

"For these six years, I have been waiting for you to come home every day!!!"

His voice instantly swept the entire city and naturally spread to the arena.

But this is all he can do. The gap between his strength and the ghost servant is too big.

Sure enough, he was shrouded in darkness again in the next second.

The ghost servant was very unhappy, but still curiously asked: "Is it worth it?"

"To say a few words, I'll ruin everything I have."

"The Wings of the Nation?" Fang Miao knew the outcome, and smiled bitterly: "I can't even protect my own brother, how can I deserve this title."

"Yes, it's just a mascot."

"Disgusting." The ghost servant showed disgust on his face, and slapped Fang Miao millions of miles away with one palm. The pair of white wings representing kindness were torn to pieces alive and drowned in blood.

In the arena.

Fang Miao's voice came suddenly, and it spread all over the land before the people of Huang Qingmai could react.

Fang Wuji naturally heard it clearly.

He clenched his fists tightly and clenched the corner of his pants, lowering his head, so no one could see what he was thinking on his old face.

In the arena.

Ye An frowned.

The mascot launched by the lineage of the Lord of Gao Tianyu turned out to be Fang Tianlian's brother.

He had always subconsciously thought that Fang Tianlian's brother was about the same age as him and was also a genius. He might have been led astray by the Mu brothers after watching them.

At this time.

Ye An noticed sharply that Fang Tianlian's eyes were no longer dull, but a little turbid, and he no longer repeated that sentence, but murmured: "Brother..."

At this moment, his mind echoed with the roar of his elder brother who sacrificed his life.

This voice was of great significance to him.

Because it proved something very important.

He was not an unwanted child.

"For the past six years, I have been waiting for you to come home every day."

Two lines of tears slid down from Fang Tianlian's eyes.

He woke up.

But it was too late.

The extreme state and the rampage of talent had completely destroyed his internal organs, and at this moment his body was already a mass of rotten meat.

There was no cure.

But...

Fang Tianlian cried, "Ye An, I don't want to die."

"Do you have any way to save me?"

"I came here directly after returning from the demon tribe."

"I haven't returned home yet, haven't seen my brother, haven't seen my mother."

"I want to see them again."

"Ye An..."

After his knees trembled twice, they suddenly softened and he knelt down on the spot.

A man's knees are made of gold. This is the only thing he can give as a person with nothing.

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd.

The focus of Fang Tianlian's eyes was rapidly dissipating.

He only had one breath left, and he used half of it to speak. Now his life has begun to count down.

Five seconds left.

He no longer had any hope and slowly lowered his head.

After all, in order to complete his father's mission, the conflict between him and Ye An had long been irreconcilable.

The death clock was ticking.

Ye An watched quietly.

At this moment.

The world was silent.

Meng Chen's lips moved slightly, counting down Fang Tianlian's time.

Four...three...two...

On the other side, Fang Wuji lowered his head, his eyes kept changing, and sweat dripped from his forehead.

As long as I say that sentence.

Ye An will definitely save people!

But can Ye An be saved?

Is it worth it?

There is no time.

Fang Wuji gritted his teeth, closed his eyes, stood up suddenly and said: "Our side..."

His lips slightly opened, his eyes were stunned.

The words were not finished.

On the battlefield, Ye An pointed at Fang Tianlian's eyebrows.

Colorful light danced at his fingertips, a gentle power permeated the field, and everyone felt happy physically and mentally.

The referee announced that Ye An won.

The Grand Marshal's lineage quickly sent people to support Ye An, while treating him, helping him recover from his injuries, and giving him strength, watching him use dreams to pull the dead back from the hands of the King of Hell.

On the other side.

Huang Qingmai's pupils suddenly contracted, and a strong sense of discomfort rose.

Ye An knows how to use dreams!

And he uses them very well!

A surge of anger rushed to his brain. He turned his head and stared at Fang Wuji, asking, "What do you want to say?"

"I..." Fang Wuji reacted very quickly and said, "I want to say a few last words to my son."

In fact, he wanted to say.

The Fang family is willing to submit to the lineage of the Grand Marshal! Please save my son!

The consequences of this sentence are terrible.

His wife is still pregnant.

He is still in the crowd.

The final result may be that he, his wife, and the child in her belly will disappear from the world.

But the lineage of the Grand Marshal will definitely save Tian Lian and Miao'er because they are valuable.

That's why he hesitated.

As long as his wife and children are fine and he is the only one who will die, he will never hesitate!

Finally, Huang Qingmai stared at the battlefield with a gloomy look.

Fang Wuji's eyes were also complicated.

This is why a group of people were willing to die for Ye Tianwen three thousand years ago.

In the field.

Ye An chose to save Fang Tianlian.

He hardly hesitated and only said two words to Fang Tianlian.

"Next time someone is waiting at home, I must go back early to see you."

"Otherwise, I don't know when we will meet again."

Fang Tianlian nodded numbly twice and uttered two words with difficulty.

"Thank... Thank you."

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