Chapter 3395 What Do You See in Your Eyes

Su Qingxue seemed to have known that he would come, so she handed a copy of Can Jian's registration information to Ye Fan directly.

"I just confirmed that Canjian will only appear every time there is a challenge on the sword."

"We contact him through the Internet, but Yun Yao can't track his coordinates..."

"Is there an address that Yunyao can't track?"

Su Qingxue said: "Yunyao also finds it strange, but didn't you say last time that the broken sword disappeared soon? It may have a special concealment method."

Ye Fan smiled wryly: "Could it be possible that I really want to play ranked and then find him out? It's a waste of time..."

"The top five can challenge Can Jian. In fact... there are people in our family who can invite Can Jian out for you." Su Qingxue played with taste.

"Oh?" Ye Fan asked with a strange expression, "Didn't you just say something white?"

"Bai Yiyi is not from our family, and Yishui Yanyu Ren Pingsheng dropped to sixth because of abstention, and now the fifth 'Dragon Girl'... Who do you say?"

"Dragon girl... could it be... Qinglan?"

Su Qingxue nodded.

Ye Fan laughed, "That's right! I just said, I taught you so many skills, why doesn't our family have a top ten, it's not good!"

Feng Qinglan, who was practicing, was also very surprised to learn that she was asked to make an appointment with Can Jian.

She originally planned to hit the first place in one breath after a while, but since Ye Fan wanted to advance, she didn't mind.

When Feng Qinglan initiated the challenge, Can Jian also confirmed it.

"The challenge for the top 100 is at least three days apart, in order to avoid being fought by wheels, so we have to wait."

Su Qingxue said: "Before then, I will continue to find ways to collect some clues about Can Jian."

"Is there really a problem with the origin of this broken sword? I thought he was a swordsmanship genius and wanted to prepare for the battle," Feng Qinglan regretted.

"Swordsmanship genius? Lanlan, it seems that you haven't observed me enough. You have seen me use a sword, and you should not pay attention to the level of Canjian!" Ye Fan said sourly.

"What are you jealous of? Demon kings and god kings are not worthy to be compared with you. What do you care about with a rising star?" Feng Qinglan gave him a white look.

Ye Fan beamed with joy, he laughed and said, "So it's like this..."

Su Qingxue and Feng Qinglan looked at each other and shook their heads speechlessly.

the next day.

In a small village in Qingzhou.

Ye Fan walked into the village and saw that most of the surroundings were women, children and children.

These villagers also looked at him with curious eyes, as if they were all novel to strangers.

"Ye Fan?!"

Zhuang He, who was dressed in coarse cloth and was working in the medicine field, came galloping.

"What are you doing here?!" Zhuang He asked nervously.

Ye Fan smiled, "Don't be nervous, I'll give you something back."

As Ye Fan said, he threw out the repaired flying sword.

Feijian uttered an ethereal groan and a "buzz", like a blue bird flying by.

Zhuang He reacted instantly, turned around and caught the flying sword.

"The sense of the sword is good," Ye Fan nodded.

"This... this is..." Zhuang He was shocked when he looked at the relics of his father who had grown up with him.

Although it is exactly the same, it is brand new, and the aura is better than before!

"A swordsman should regard the sword as his comrade-in-arms, relative, and the sword must be raised."

"Since this is a relic left to you by Zhuang Biyou, you shouldn't let it be covered in scars."

"I had someone recast it, enchanted two beast souls, and barely raised it to a middle-grade spirit weapon."

Zhuang He's eyes were red, he looked at the sword in his hand, and held it tightly.

"Thanks……"

"Huh? What did you say?" Ye Fan asked with a smile on purpose.

"It's impossible for you not to hear," Zhuang He scowled.

Ye Fan shrugged, walked to the waterwheel, and looked at the medicine field not far away.

"Are you still farming? This technology is not bad, although it is not as good as a professional drug planting family I have seen..."

Zhuang Hedao: "The villagers are mainly planting, and I am helping them. I usually go to various places to collect wild spiritual grass, and come back to plant and reproduce..."

"Although the output is very low, compared with growing crops, the profit of spiritual materials is still more substantial..."

"If you want to feed more people, although this kind of income is not high, it is at least stable."

Ye Fan touched his chin.

Speaking of which, he has never paid much attention to people's livelihood.

He is not a "professional emperor", but he also knows that the three industries of agriculture, industry and service need to go hand in hand.

Today's human alliance, with Chu Yunyao, Doom and others in the industry, is already first-class in the universe.

In terms of agriculture, I heard that Gretney's Sixth Kingdom is relatively prosperous, because the breeding of bugs requires a lot of crops and livestock.

In fact, because humans have a large number of civilians, agriculture seems to be in great need.

As Zhuang He said, planting spiritual materials would be more beneficial. After all, almost all rich people are monks.

"Looks like you have to ask Mrs. Youchao to spread the knowledge about planting medicine..."

Ye Fan thought about it, he should discuss it with Su Qingxue and Bai Qianluo when he went back.

If all human beings can grow good spiritual materials on a large scale, it will also greatly enhance the strength of the human race.

"Brother Zhuanghe! Who is this man?"

"Uncle Zhuanghe, is this your friend?"

At this time, a group of children from the village gathered around and asked curiously beside Zhuanghe.

Some call it elder brother, some call it uncle, and some even call it patriarch.

Seeing how they are affectionate, it is obvious that they are very close to Zhuang He on weekdays.

"He...he is..." Zhuang He didn't know how to explain.

"I am the Sword God," Ye Fan said.

A group of children were stunned for a moment, but soon, they all made faces and mocked.

"Liar! You are not!"

"Why did the Sword God come to our village?"

"Shameless! Fake sword god!"

Ye Fan smiled, speaking childishly.

After the children dispersed, Ye Fan said with a smile, "I thought that if I mentioned 'Sword God' here, I would be cursed."

"We have a personal grudge and have nothing to do with others. I don't need to let everyone hate you just because I have a grudge against you."

Holding the flying sword in both hands, Zhuang He bowed his head and said, "Actually, I also know that without you, Kyushu might have become a colony of demons..."

"It's nothing more than a clan, a worthless commoner will have a more miserable life..."

"Mr. Private School in the village will also tell the children that the sword god is a hero and a wise emperor of mankind..."

"However, a father is a father. If I don't avenge my father, I will be a son of man in vain."

"Even if others say I'm selfish, I don't regret my choice."

Ye Fan shook his head: "You are not 'selfish', you are just 'not confident'".

"What do you mean?" Zhuang He frowned.

"Because deep down in your heart, you never think that you can really avenge your father, you can really kill me..."

"So, avenging your father is just an excuse you made for'peace of mind'."

"You just want to feel better for yourself. You have no confidence at all to surpass me..."

Ye Fan's eyes were like two sharp knives, piercing Zhuang He's heart.

Zhuang He struggled a little, "Stop being so self-righteous!"

Suddenly, Ye Fan was already standing in front of Zhuang He, looking at him with piercing eyes.

"Look up and look at me!"

Zhuang He swallowed his throat, mustered up his courage, and looked at Ye Fan squarely.

"Why, do you think I'm afraid of you?"

"Zhuang He, do you know what I saw in your eyes when we first met?"

"..."

"It's worship," Ye Fan said flatly, "Although you call me by name and keep saying that there is blood and deep hatred, but... there is worship in your eyes."

"You worship your father and enemy, how could you really want to kill me?"

Zhuang He blushed, "Nonsense! You are talking nonsense!! I didn't!!"

Ye Fan smiled and said: "It's okay if you deny it, but I want to tell you... If you want to surpass me, you must first learn to face your own heart!"

Ye Fan pointed at Zhuang He's heart.

Zhuang He was like a wooden stake, with a dazed expression on his face.

Ye Fan immediately turned around and walked away.

Zhuang He looked at the back of the man with a complex expression.

"By the way, I have a question." Ye Fan suddenly turned around, "Why are you called 'one person'?"

Zhuang He was stunned for a moment, took a deep breath, and said, "When I was young, I was bullied by children from some clans because I was an illegitimate child..."

"They tied my neck with a rope, rode me like a wild dog, and bullied me..."

"I'm like most lowly children, I'm afraid of the clan, I can't beat them, and I don't dare to offend them..."

"Until I was caught by my father once, he abolished the parents of those children, and then beat me again, saying that I was embarrassing to him."

"My father said... 'Always remember, you are my son, you are a human being, not a dog'..."

Zhuang He's eyes were bloodshot and his sockets were wet.

Ye Fan was slightly surprised, and murmured: "No wonder... Ji Zhihei told me once that Zhuang Biyou is actually not bad..."

"My father is a good man!" Zhuang He was furious.

"Yes, remember this vigor! I'll wait for you to kill me one day!"

Ye Fan smiled in satisfaction, turned around and walked away in an instant.

In the blink of an eye, Ye Fan has arrived several miles away, on a big tree.

At that time, Lan Yu was sitting on a branch, with pink and white thin legs dangling, holding a large bag of potato chips, eating snacks.

"Brother Ye Fan, with so many things to do, why did you come here specially for such a small person?"