Chapter 883 Monitoring

"King Ye, did you mean to come here?"

In the foggy bathhouse, Sakuragi looked at Ye Fan who had walked out of the changing room, with a somewhat stunned expression on his face.

"I'm just here to take a bath and relax." Ye Fan stretched his muscles, looked at Ye Fan, and said teasingly: "Then what do you think it is?"

"I thought... I thought it was also a bath." After discovering that she had been teased by Mark, Sakuragi felt a little embarrassed, her face turned red, and she continued:

"Indeed, I haven't had a bath in a while."

"Then what do you mean by opening up meat?" Ye Fan teased when Sakuragi refused to admit it.

"Kaixun, Kaixin means taking a bath after taking a bath." Sakuragi explained hurriedly, and quickly walked into the big bath in the middle, and continued to explain: "This is the dialect of our place, Ye Wang It’s normal that you don’t understand…”

"This Sakuragi, I can't tell that at such an old age, she still has these thoughts."

Ye Fan looked at Sakuragi's back with a smile on his face and didn't ask any further questions.

He doesn't like to restrict every aspect of his people. No one is perfect. Logically speaking, practitioners also cultivate their minds and should take the initiative to restrain themselves.

But this is not the case. Practitioners have power and status that are difficult for ordinary people to achieve, and these powers and status bring desires that are destined to expand.

Ordinary people have to be rich or powerful if they want to indulge, but practitioners can cross the gap that is difficult for ordinary people to cross.

They are powerful.

You can get money and women with just a wave of your hand. It's hard for anyone to be able to completely control themselves.

"As long as you don't get addicted to it, it will be fine." After saying this, Ye Fan thought of Fatty Li.

Fatty Li must have understood this very deeply.

"Hey, do you want to wash it? What are you doing here?" Suddenly the voice of a strong man next to me came, with a irritable tone in his tone.

Ye Fan looked up and saw a big man over two meters tall, with a very muscular build.

"Who are you……"

"You don't care who I am." The big man replied without any courtesy, and stretched out his hand to push Ye Fan away.

Ye Fan didn't move and just let the big man push him. At first, the big man pushed casually without pushing, but soon, some blue meridians appeared on his arm and forcefully pushed Ye Fan aside.

"I'm sick." The big man felt that Mark was unusual, cursed secretly, and walked towards the bath without any entanglement.

Ye Fan was naturally not annoyed. When he saw the big man walking towards the bath, there was a glint of interest in his eyes.

"In the far north, I heard that there is a group of humans who are tall, can withstand extreme cold, have rough skin and thick flesh. It is said that they have the blood inheritance of ancient snow monsters, and they are called the Yeti clan."

"How lucky am I? I can bump into the Yeti tribe just by relaxing..."

"My son is gone??"

In the North, the shocked voice of the King of the North shattered the cup on the table.

"What do you mean absent?"

"Your Majesty, if you're not here, you're gone. Oh, I just can't find where to go..." The guard who came to report hurriedly knelt down: "The prince is practicing and studying in Shenfu. We usually don't dare to disturb him. We didn't find out until we went to find something today. The prince is not here."

"The teachers at Shenfu said that the prince has not had classes for many days, and they thought he had returned to the North."

"Someone is attacking the Northern Crown Prince and wants to use him to blackmail me."

"This, how is this possible..." The guard wanted to comfort him, but the North King said coldly:

"Go to the Divine Mansion to find the Divine Master and tell him that I, the Crown Prince of the North, was kidnapped from his school and ask him to come see me!"

"clear!"

The guard quickly agreed and hurried out.

The King of the North was sitting in his seat with a gloomy look on his face.

Lingbao was considered his most valued son. He had just been confirmed as the heir apparent a few days ago and was captured in the blink of an eye.

"Who is it?" The North King's eyes swept over the map in front of him. Several names came to mind, but he rejected them one by one.

"No one dares to provoke Northland at this time."

"Except for that kid."

In the end, Ye Fan's name was still in the middle, and the King of Northland also frowned.

Since his rise, along the way, he has joined forces and conspired, and few people can survive his methods safely, but the appearance of Ye Fan and Ning Xiachuan completely broke his stability. Ь

The first was Ningxia Chuan, who seized the point of the chaos and forcefully forced him out of Kyoto, causing him to miss the best opportunity to control the human race from the beginning. Then there is Ye Fan, who locked him in the north through Mingxinzong, and brought a remote province to dominate the south, and even now seems to be able to compete with the North.

Both of them rose to prominence in a very short period of time, and their styles of doing things are extremely bold. Ning Xiachuan is just that. With the blessing of the Final Fantasy Beast, he is a complete crazy critic.

But Ye Fan is different. His madness is also mixed with cunning.

"If it were him, it would be very possible for him to do such a thing." The more he thought about it, the more he thought it was possible, so the North King took out an astrolabe.

The astrolabe is in suspense. Around the disc, the word "Yantian" can be vaguely seen.

"Why are there so many Ye Fans?" After just glancing at the astrolabe, the Northland King frowned even more tightly. There were dozens of red dots marking Ye Fan's traces sparsely on the astrolabe. Ь

Some of these red dots are moving, some are staying, in all directions, southeast, northwest, and some unnamed places... they are everywhere.

"He disguised himself with essence and blood hair." The King of the North guessed what Ye Fan was thinking, and couldn't help but sigh: "With dozens of clones, the loss of essence and blood alone was enough to make him weak for a while."

"I didn't kill this kid last time. I'm afraid I'll never have a chance in the future!"

Boom!

While the King of the North was in distress, a figure appeared and landed in the hall, crushing several floors.

"King of the North, where has your prince gone?"

"You ask me? I still want to ask you?" As soon as the Lord of God opened his mouth, he immediately received a reply from the King of the North: "The person was lost in your God's Mansion."

"With so many powerful men and top-notch technology in your divine palace, you can't even take care of my son, okay?"

"I don't know about it." The Divine Master was also confused: "I checked all the college's surveillance videos on the way here, and I didn't find any suspicious people appearing around the prince's residence."

"Show me the image." The King of the North said, "I have a suspect. That person has many strange and cunning skills, which will definitely not be discovered by ordinary inspection."

"Okay." Hearing what the North King said, the Divine Lord did not refuse. As soon as he raised his hand, the image appeared on a wall of the palace.

The image lasted for a long time, and the King of the North Land was fully focused on it. He was already highly skilled in cultivation and had excellent memory and observation skills.

"Right here."

A long time passed, and suddenly, the King of the North Land spoke: "Step back for four seconds, slow down ten times."

"good."

The image slowed down, but in the picture, there was no wind on the flat ground, but a few dead leaves on the ground moved suddenly.

Immediately afterwards, those dead leaves seemed to be pulled by something, and they moved in the opposite direction and returned to their original positions.

"It's this kid!" Such a cautious style immediately confirmed the suspicion in the North King's heart.

"Ye Fan, that bastard! He really caught my son!"