Chapter 2106 The Real Emperor

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"Ye Fan" in the mirror let out a deep and creepy laugh...

"Ha... who am I? Don't you really know? Or...you dare not admit it?"

Ye Fan's expression was uncertain, he clenched his fists, trying to calm himself down.

"My sword intent...it's because of you...that I can't use it, right?" Ye Fan's eyes were bloodshot, and he stared at "myself" in the mirror.

The person in the mirror smiled, and his voice sounded like the friction of heavy machinery, piercing into Ye Fan's ears thick and hoarse...

"Why, do you finally miss your emperor-level sword intent?

Didn't you have a very happy time during this time? Isn't the dream come true? What more sword intent do you want?

These rubbish, trash-like opponents, these women around you, brother, can help you settle down... Do you still use your own hands?

They will take good care of you and prevent you from any harm, so you can be your family man, a good husband, and a good father at ease...

Be the "Sword God" in the memory of the world, be your savior! "

"Boom!"

Ye Fan patted the mirror with one hand, and pressed against the mirror, the hot air from his nostrils formed a white mist on the mirror...

"Give me back my sword intent...give me back!!

who are you! ? You are just an accessory to me... why should you meddle in my own business! ? "Ye Fan growled in a low voice.

"Why, angry? Angry? Such a good life, what is there to be angry about?

Oh... Did you realize that being protected by others and getting help from others doesn't feel good?

Seeing your women become more useful than you, seeing them no longer need your protection, no longer relying on you so much... Are you uncomfortable? "

"Shut up! I don't want to hear your rubbish theories! Give me back my sword intent!!" Ye Fan gritted his teeth.

The man in the mirror joked, "Do you really think... that I took away your sword intent?

Idiot, stupid, coward... It's you trash who gave up the sword intent by yourself! You gave it up yourself! ! "

Ye Fan was stunned, staring blankly at the mirror, after being stiff for a long time, took two steps back...

"I... myself? How is it possible..." Ye Fan muttered to himself, unable to believe it.

"Look at you, a bereaved dog, what qualifications do you have, possessing an emperor-level sword intent?

An easy life, a happy family, no worries about food and clothing, peaceful days...

No need to be tortured, no need to worry, no more enemies, no more hidden dangers...

There is no monster who destroys the world, there is no fiery world, and there are no poor people who need your help...

Those brothers of yours don't need your support, those women are no longer vases, each of them is in charge...

This world doesn't need you to guard, you are free, you are free, you can do the ordinary life you want to live!

From now on, you just need to keep rolling over one woman after another, listening to their jealousy, and let them give birth to and raise children for you...

Then in the future, you can tell your children that their father used to be a 'sword god' and once had emperor-level sword intent...

But...for the life of his dream, for being a carefree and happy man, he gave up the sword..."

"Shut up...don't say it...don't say it..."

Ye Fan's heart was beating wildly, and an inexplicable anger was suppressed in his chest, but he didn't know how to vent it...

The person in the mirror showed a ruthless expression, a tinge of arrogance, and said, "Stop deceiving yourself and others! In this world, no one understands you better than me!

What you really like is a group of useless brothers who are only a burden! At the critical moment, I can only support you mentally behind the scenes, no use for farts!

What you like is a group of women who only serve you well and need your protection! A group of people can only look up to your vase no matter how hard they try! !

You don't like being protected, you don't like being cared for, you don't like being helped! !

Parents, wife and daughter, relatives and friends? It doesn't matter! !

What you care about most is yourself, and the sword in your hand! ! !

ordinary? comfortable? Leisure days? Can you take it? !

When you see a master, you will become excited, and when you see a higher realm, you will be full of yearning!

Why would you fight a seemingly inevitable jihad? Why do you insist on breaking into the Immortal Tower alone? Why did you assassinate Emperor Ming De? !

Because you like to take risks, like to challenge the limits of life and death, and like to make crazy decisions, you who lose your mind are the real you! !

Emperor-level sword intent will not appear on a man who is willing to live a peaceful life, absolutely not! ! "

Ye Fan stood in front of the mirror, his eyes were red, his teeth were clenched, his muscles tensed, and he kept trembling...

"Shut up...it's not like that...it's not..."

Ye Fan kept denying, but his voice seemed weak.

The person in the mirror didn't care at all, and said with a domineering face: "The reason why the emperor is an emperor is not because he has thousands of miles of mountains and rivers and millions of soldiers...

It is precisely because he is an emperor that there will be a country and a hero!

Without the Emperor, nothing would exist!

A real emperor never depends on anyone, the emperor is only willing to give alms, and does not want anything in return!

It's not how noble he is or how willing he is to give, but that the emperor will use his own hands to get everything he wants!

The emperor establishes a career, and the bones are buried thousands of miles away!

All the world belongs to the widow, what do the widow want and ask for! ?

Don't forget, when you comprehended the emperor-level sword intent, you thought of 'I am the only one in the sky and the earth', and this is how you have 'Wu Shuang'!

Only allow me to bear the people of the world, and not allow the world to bear me, that is the emperor! !

You deceive yourself, take ordinaryness as your dream, and contentment as your pursuit...

Run counter to the heart of the emperor! Why master the sword intent of the emperor level! ?

Why do you have an emperor-level sword intent! ? Why..."

"boom!!--"

Ye Fan punched hard and smashed the mirror!

"ah!--"

With a roar, Ye Fan turned his head and rushed out of the balcony, jumping onto the lawn.

"Sword! Sword!! Sword God Ring!! I want a sword!!—"

Ye Fan frantically tried to summon the sword, but the ring didn't respond!

He looked around, picked up a branch at random, and waved it on the lawn, intending to perform the ancient sword technique.

However, after using several moves in a row, Ye Fan's face turned pale, and he stood stiffly on the spot...

I... I can't even use the ancient swordsmanship in a decent way...

Only its shape, but not its spirit, this is not the way of swordsmanship that I should have at all.

Ye Fan sat slumped on the grass, the night wind blew across his cheeks, his moist face was extraordinarily cold.

On the second floor, Su Qingxue heard the movement, ran into the room, saw the bathroom with a smashed mirror, ran to the balcony, and saw the man waving branches wildly...

With grief in her eyes, the woman jumped downstairs and hugged Ye Fan from behind.

"Husband, it's okay. Even if you lose your sword intent, you can practice again. With so many ways to practice, you will definitely be able to stand up again..."

Ye Fan turned his head blankly, looked at the woman's pear blossom with rain on her face, "My wife... Am I very selfish?"

Su Qingxue shook her head, "How come, you sacrificed yourself for the world, there is no one more selfless than you..."

"Really..." Ye Fan laughed at himself for a while, and asked again: "Then you are with me, are you happy?"

"Of course...the days when you wake up are my happiest times."

Ye Fan held the woman's hand, smiled and nodded.

Su Qingxue asked again: "How about you, husband? Aren't you happy now? We have worked hard for so long, isn't it just for our current life?"

Ye Fan hesitated for a moment, looked at the woman's expectant eyes, and said in a low voice: "Yes... I am also very happy..."

Only then did Su Qingxue smile happily, and threw herself into the man's arms, "Hubby, don't be sad about the sword intent, don't think about it...

The happy life of our family is more meaningful than practicing swords, isn't it? "

Ye Fan put his arms around his wife and gave a thoughtful "hmm".

Suddenly, Su Qingxue remembered something again, and said with a bit of resentment: "Husband... Did you forget some important things after you woke up?".

Ye Fan was puzzled, "What's the matter?"

"Back then in Antarctica, before your decisive battle with the King of France, what did you do that you forgot?"

When Ye Fan thought about it, he suddenly realized, "How could I have forgotten...you agreed to my marriage proposal."

"Hmph, but you seem to have forgotten...Forget it, let's pretend it's nothing, make it as if I really want to have a wedding with you," Su Qingxue muttered.

Ye Fan clicked his lips, "What are you talking about, I'll start preparing right away! I'll take wedding photos this week first!"