[System + Zhetian] Ye Fan, hello

A little green light appeared on Wen Lang's forehead, as if the sound of Buddha sounded in Wen Lang's mind.On his forehead, three emerald green bodhi leaves live on it.

The karmic fire condensed by the karma of all living beings can burn the Buddha into ashes and destroy the gods in the world. Nothing can stop it.

When all the sins in the world add to one another, they become the fire of karma. When the Buddha attained enlightenment, he emphasized great kindness and great compassion. He experienced the burning of fire of karma before he finally achieved the fruit of Taoism.

And when he enlightened, what he relied on most was a bodhi tree.And Wen Lang doesn't have a bodhi tree, but he has a bodhi leaf.There is no karmic fire in the fire domain, but there is purple air coming from the east.It was this bodhi leaf that saved Wen Lang today.

And by analogy, Wen Lang couldn't help but feel joy in his heart.Back then in Yinghuo, he got the bodhi leaf, but what Ye Fan really got was the bodhi seed. With the bodhi seed in hand, how could he be afraid of this little purple fire?

The bodhi leaf continuously released light, separating him from Zihuo. Wen Lang searched in the stone forest, hoping to find information about Ye Fan.

I went around here again, but there was no trace of Ye Fan.It is estimated that it was also burned to ashes by this endless flame.

Finally, Wen Lang was convinced that he would not be able to find Ye Fan in 'Zi Qi Dong Lai'.But he didn't believe that Ye Fan died like this.If the system does not hear the news of Ye Fan's death, he will not give up searching.

Wen Lang set his sights on the next level of the fire domain.The five-color mist lingers ahead, which is even more frightening than the purple air.

He took that step without hesitation, and when the flame in front of him touched the five-color flame, Wen Lang really felt that he was about to melt like this.He gritted his teeth and stepped down resolutely.

A black shadow rushed over suddenly, throwing him back into the purple flames.

"Wen Lang, are you dying, who told you to come here!" He heard a familiar voice shouting in his ear, the voice was full of anxiety and worry.

Wen Lang couldn't help smiling. He stretched out his hands, hugged someone who was on top of him tightly, and said firmly, "Ye Fan, you really didn't die. Next time, we will never separate again."

The anger in Ye Fan's heart was suddenly extinguished by these two sentences.He raised his arms, looked at Wen Lang who was smiling at him, scratched his head with one hand, and finally hugged Wen Lang, then hugged him tightly, patted his back and coaxed: "Wen Lang, I'm not dead, don't worry, I will definitely not die. I still want to go back to Earth, I still want to see my parents, and I still want...to be with you."

After he finished saying this, his face, which was always as thick as a city wall, couldn't help turning red. After waiting for a while, he found that Wen Lang didn't answer.The light in his eyes dimmed, and Ye Fan slowly pushed Wen Lang's body away, only to find that someone who was supposed to be listening to him had closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

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