Looking at the peaceful departure of the yellow flower, chen fan's heart emerged out of a sense of ambiguity.

Although he clearly knew that the yellow flower in front of him was only created by fantasy, he still had a sadness that relatives left him.

Carefully stood up, for the yellow flowers to sort out the face, and even carefully tucked in by the corner.

Chen Fan pushed open the door and looked at the snow. There was only one word in his mouth!

"Scatter!"

In an instant, all the snow disappeared, just a word, such as words and deeds, let heaven and earth return to the sky and earth.

Then, with a wave of Chen Fan's sleeve, the cold winter turned into spring.

Everything recovers, swallows return home, the world seems to be in Chen Fan's hands to restore vitality.

Chen Fan went into the house, picked up the yellow flower and dug a grave for her in the backyard.

He dug very carefully. He did not let go of every corner and picked up all the broken stones in person, because Chen Fan knew that if something touched the yellow flower, she would sleep uneasily.

In this way, Huang Hua was buried. Chen Fan took the stone from Nanshan and carved it into a tombstone.

"Love wife, Tomb of yellow flowers!"

After all this, chen fan sat in front of the yellow flower tomb and looked around. There were hundreds of flowers blooming on the ground.

All these flowers, a total of 9999 flowers, plus yellow flowers, just over 10000!

This is the promise of Huanghua to Chen Fan in those years, and also the promise of yellow flower of Chen fan today!

At the same time, all of them are sitting in the same place and the world starts to break.

But Chen fan still ignored, fixed on the yellow flower, into the year's Dahe village, two people met for the first time.

This look, as if thousands of years, and everything, but as if only a moment in the past.

Chen Fan lost the concept of time, just sitting in the same place with Mo Ding, nothing to think about, nothing to care about.

He didn't control his cultivation, but his appearance changed little by little.

Once again, his back became straight and straight, and the wrinkles on his face disappeared. From his old appearance, he recovered to the original powerful chen fan.

He did not run the cultivation, but Dantian could not help turning.

The speed is getting faster and faster, which directly leads to Chen Fan's spiritual power starting to love, and his whole body runs at full speed.

As long as he runs one point, chen fan's accomplishments will increase by one point.

This is the precursor of a breakthrough soon!

If it had been this time before, perhaps chen fan would have felt ecstasy in his heart. After all, if his cultivation had not been promoted to a higher level, it would have represented that he and the goal in his heart had gone further.

But at this moment, chen fan is not happy.

"Alas..."

with a long sigh, chen fan did not say a word. He got up slowly and took out a pot of spirit wine from the storage bag.

Pour a little in front of the Huanghua tomb, and then solemnly hold the wine pot, and salute to the ground for Huanghua's tombstone.

"Thank you. Goodbye."

After a word, chen fan looked up and drank the wine in his hand.

At the same time, his whole body suddenly appeared immeasurable momentum, his hair flying, his clothes hunting.

Even let this out of the void space, all blow up the fierce vigorous wind!

Vigorous wind refers to, the world gradually dissipated, chen fan, once again standing in the deep, narrow channel of the tower of seven emotions and six desires!

And his cultivation, also thoroughly promoted to King Wu's triple heaven!

It's just that everything is achieved because of the yellow flower, which makes Chen Fan feel guilty.

Know that he did this, really just want to give Huang Hua a perfect ending, so that he owes a lifetime of women, in the illusion to go through their own life!

Now, chen fan's goal has been achieved, and even he himself has produced a lot of insights.