Wushuang nodded, her eyes calmly, and with a great will, she stood up.

Then, the two of them traveled through the desert oasis, easily found underground caves one by one, and slaughtered the hidden disciples of the Hanyue Sect one by one.

After doing all this, the two lay weakly on this oasis filled with yellow sand, and then fell into a coma...

Three days later, two staggering and weak backs, one black and one white, starting with the oasis, walked in both directions under the sunset at dusk.

Then, the battle was settled.

The mystery has finally been revealed.

Puai Medical Center, Wuliu Town.

In the study room under the light, Yang Fan's voice also stopped.

Hu Fei and Lingfeng looked shocked and sighed, and were immersed in the indescribable atmosphere.

Of course, the version Yang Fan talked about is somewhat different from what happened. He modified some of the details and retained his trump card and killer weapon.

"After the decisive battle, you should have many opportunities to kill Wushuang..." Ling Feng said.

Yang Fan said coldly: "He also has many opportunities to kill me."

"If any of Wushuang and I had a slight disagreement, then we both wouldn't want to live."

Yang Fan slowly raised his head and looked at a distant direction.

There, after a decisive battle with Wushuang, he then left separately.

When they parted, Wushuang wore a white dress, a sword, and her sleeves were clear and breeze, drifted away.

As for the remaining spoils, they all belong to Yang Fan.

At that time, Yang Fan was even embarrassed to accept all of this.

You should know that these spoils include the treasures of "Hanyue Gate".

Later, he learned from the jade slips of the White-bearded Ancestor that a thousand years ago, the Hanyue Sect was a powerful immortal cultivator, and even high-level cultivators were in charge of the sect.

The green treasure tripod, called the "Dongxu treasure tripod", has been passed down for thousands of years. It is a magical treasure with extraordinary magic powers. Compared with the best spiritual weapon, it is not bad at all.

The green ruler used by the old man with white beard is called the "Three Spirit Ruler", which can attack and defend, and is a valuable top-grade spiritual weapon.

In addition, Yang Fan obtained countless jade slips, ancient books, spirit stones, materials, etc.

Yang Fan still vaguely remembered what Wushuang said before leaving: "Friend, I'm leaving..."

"Friend?" Yang Fan was stunned at the time.

Wushuang said slowly without looking back: "In this world, the only person who can give me confidence to hand over his back..."

Yang Fan wanted to speak at that time, but his throat seemed to be blocked by something, and he didn't say a word.

Of course, he couldn't see Wushuang's expression, and the two of them were facing each other's backs.

"Also, our battle is still not over, unless one of us can make the other surrender completely..."

Wushuang left without any trace of smoke and dust.

Yang Fan knew that Wushuang was lonely. He had no father or mother, no love for family, and the only person he loved deeply could not get close to.

"Okay, my story ends here."

Yang Fan sighed, waved his hand, and signaled to see him off.

Lingfeng and Hu Fei still looked like they were still not finished.

"I feel that the elder's story seems to be hiding something, that is where its soul is..."

Ling Feng looked at Yang Fan and said based on his intuition.

Yang Fan smiled indifferently.

Perhaps several years later, when he meets Wushuang again, the two will still fight.

But the memory of the two people saying goodbye will only be buried in their hearts.

Ling Feng said goodbye to Yang Fan, feeling a little disappointed. She felt that she had just heard an incomplete story.

That night, Yang Fan's mind was immersed in the "Xianhong Space" and repaired his soul trauma every day.

At this moment, he captured an unprecedented wave of soul in the Xianhong space.

This shocked him.
Chapter completed!