"Grass, you can't get out, you still can't get out, if you go on like this, won't the uncle want to become a vegetative person?" Ignoring the confusion of the "heart demon" in his ears, after Ye Fan calmed down, he gradually figured out his own situation.

The sanity is separated from the body, which is the rhythm of becoming a vegetative person, and if it cannot be aroused by the outside world, it will be medically declared brain dead.

To make matters worse, he didn't know exactly how far his body had hurt and whether it had been effectively treated.

If the bodily functions are destroyed, the situation is worse than that of a vegetative person, which is equivalent to the simultaneous extinction of the body and spirit, and there is no salvation at all.

"Haha, shout, shout! You can't get out! Let me tell you, what should I do!" The voice that Ye Fan regarded as a demon in his heart was still gushing, persevering to bewitch him: "Give me your body, give it to me!"

"What are you that you dare to steal my mind?" Looking around coldly, Ye Fan confronted the demon-for-tat.

"Stupid! Haha, I am you, you are me, you and I are one, life is connected, only I can save you, accept your other half, you will become the master of eternity, the only venerable ...... of billions of worlds"

"Fart!" Since he couldn't find a way to get out in a short time, Ye Fan simply talked to this "heart demon", maybe its appearance was a breakthrough in desperate survival.

"Don't believe me, look at this!"

What to see? When Ye Fan was puzzled, an eerie and familiar bloody scene appeared in front of him!

It was the scene that had sprung up in my dreams several times, a sea of corpses and bones, blood and energy, endless killing, and boundless conquest, and it was as if I was in the scene at this moment.

As far as the eye can see, the sky has been dyed red by bloodlight, countless figures have fallen miserably, and the sword qi of the treasure light will reflect the night brightly!

"This is ......" Ye Fan muttered distractedly: "Where is this? Who am I?"

"Don't you remember? You are me, I am you, you see, you and I used to be, the immortals and demons in the sky are just ants in their eyes, turning over and crushing, as easy as mowing grass, three thousand small worlds, hundreds of millions of living beings surrender. The heart demon laughed loudly: "Look at it now, you are a mortal in the flesh, and you don't even have one ten-thousandth of the supernatural power you had at the beginning, it's pitiful, sad and pathetic!haha!"

Countless memories came to my heart, and those figures who screamed and turned into ashes were all powerful and ancestors in charge of the party, and there were many half-immortals, demon lords and other heavenly figures!

The spiritual imprint that belonged to the "heart demon" made Ye Fan finally understand this scene.

It was a certain world outside the countless spaces, known as the "Transcription Realm", where the strong gathered, and there were many immortal cultivators, but he slaughtered the two major immortal sects and the four major demon sects with the power of one person!

Is this a dream, or is it something that actually happened?

Ye Fan couldn't be sure, because the state he was in at the moment was not normal, it was both illusory and real, and it was impossible to tell the difference.

Perhaps, this is an illusion created by the demons, and when his mind is lax, the dove occupies the magpie's nest and replaces it!

Thinking of this, an idea suddenly came to mind, and Ye Fan put on a mocking posture: "Hehe, pretend, continue to pretend, you want to fool Uncle Ye if you make a fantasy?"

"You don't believe it? How dare you not believe it? Why don't you believe it? How can it be justified! How can it be justified!" The inner demon nervously shouted, and his emotions were about to go crazy, although he could not see its shadow, it could be imagined that it must be scratching its ears and cheeks, and jumping like thunder.

Ye Fan was still unmoved, his eyes were cold, full of contempt.

"Damn, you don't believe me, okay, okay, let you see again, her, do you know?"

She......

The scene changes again!

The top of the mountain, the colorful glow is entangled, and the autumn water is long, like a paradise.

The slender and delicate figure, comparable to the coldness of the spring and white snow, is like a dream, peerless, under the backdrop of countless Qionglou Yuyu and the sea of clouds, a white dress is dyed with an incomparably holy brilliance, and the Nine Heavens Fairy is nothing more than that.

Somehow, when I saw her, I couldn't feel the presence of my body, but I could clearly feel heartache and loss.

"Li......"

"You've finally admitted it!haha, haha. The demon laughed, triumphant at his success.

That day, Jiao Guose's figure disappeared in an instant, and along with the picture, there was no trace.

Even, Ye Fan didn't have time to see her face clearly.

"How about it, have you thought about it clearly? You and I are already one, open our hearts and minds, and seek a common future! Come on, accept me, and become the new master!"

"Carving insect skills!" Ye Fan sneered categorically, so that the bewitchment of this "heart demon" suddenly stopped: "It's just a trick, you don't want to succeed!"

"How do you have to believe it!?" The other party is about to go crazy, and reproducing these scenes is not just something that can be done, but a lot of life will be consumed!

"Let me think, yes, unless...... Unless you can prove yourself. Ye Fan smiled: "Prove that your wisdom and ability are enough to match the control of this body." ”

The "heart demon" fell silent, it seems, weighing countermeasures, it is not good at stubble, and it is unwilling to easily reveal its old bottom.

This is a battle of wits and ruthlessness, no gunsmoke, no blood, just see who can persevere to the end, compete in will and wisdom!

With the full cooperation of the Chinese Embassy in the UAE and the concerted efforts of the Emirate of Dubai, President Yang Chongyan and his entourage arrived in Dubai at noon on the second day.

Sheikh Zayed, who arrived from Abu Dhabi, together with Sheikh Caliph, solemnly welcomed President Yang on his unofficial visit at the airport.

After a brief exchange of pleasantries, the two chiefs shared their views and outlook on the climate conference, inviting President Yang to stay longer to give him more opportunities to promote strategic dialogue between the superstructures of the two countries.

The luxury convoy was driving on Dubai's clean and tidy avenues, but Chairman Yang's mind had already flown to the Royal Hospital.

"Your Excellency, I heard that we have a young man admitted to your hospital, is that the case?"

A leader who first asked about this when he arrived in a foreign country probably did so because of his approachable and people-friendly style.

The caliph thought to himself, and immediately replied: "Yes, distinguished Mr. President. Do you want to visit this national?"

"Oh, I wonder what he's doing. ”

The caliph swallowed his saliva, hesitated for a moment, and said slowly: "This young man fell from the Burj Califa, his spine was seriously injured, almost broken, his arm and lower leg were fractured, various internal organs were bleeding, his vital signs were very poor, and the whole person was still in a coma, which is not optimistic. ”

Yang Chongyan heard this bad news, pursed his lips, and couldn't speak for a long time, he was afraid that as soon as he spoke, he would change his tone, insulting the country's body Sven, he is the leader of a big country, in the face of any disaster, he should not show weakness, even if he hears that his relatives are dead and his enemies are happy, he must maintain his usual calmness and momentum.

"Are you alright, Mr. Chairman?" the Caliphate chief looked at Chairman Yang cautiously.

"No, I'm fine. Chairman Yang exhaled, tried his best to restrain his emotions, and said softly, "I want to visit this child." ”

"Of course, it should be! Yes, with your care, Allah will surely bless him." The caliph instructed the chauffeur: "Go to the Royal Hospital! ”

The convoy changed its route for the first time and went straight to the hospital where Ye Fan was. A large number of media reporters from various countries waiting at the Burj Al Arab could not have predicted that after Chairman Yang landed, the first destination was the hospital.

This also broke the precedent of a foreign visit by Chinese leaders, and also deeply confused the Caliph Sheikh and Sheikh Zayed.

When the leaders of the two countries came to the floor of the intensive care unit together, Po Jun was standing alone outside the ward, monitoring the unconscious figure.

Several Arab royal guards were about to persuade her to leave, but Prince Haman quietly stopped her.

In the light of her eyes, Haman saw an unforgettable sadness that he had never encountered in a pampered manner, and was deeply moved, even overflowing with compassion.

If Ye Fan couldn't wake up, would she be able to accept such an ending? The elevator arrived on this floor, and Haman stood quietly aside, waiting for Yang Chongyan and his party.

When Po Jun turned around and saw the old man striding towards him, walking with anxiety and nervousness on his face, the tears that he had endured for a long time finally rolled down his cheeks, one by one, to the corners of his lips, bitter and sour.

The Arab royal family members accompanying him all looked suspicious, and Chairman Yang's mood seemed to be a little wrong......

The caliphate chief waved his hand, and everyone consciously stopped, a large pile of gold and white robes, standing far away more than ten meters away, quietly watching.

When he came to the window, Yang Chongyan took out a pair of glasses from the pocket of his tunic suit, his fingers trembled, he put them on carefully, and looked inside through the glass.

In the line of sight, Ye Fan on the hospital bed was wearing a sterile hospital gown, his hands and feet were covered with plaster casts and bandages, and his body was full of tubes.

"Grandson, grandpa is here......" When he muttered these inaudible words, Po Jun finally couldn't help but cover his mouth and sobbed quietly.

For him, for himself, and for this old man......