Although Nangong Wan and Feng Youxue have a relationship, and there is a high probability that they will be safe in Tingfeng Tower, they still have to be extremely vigilant.
Throughout the ages.
Regardless of money, power, or anything else, what others promise may not count. Only what you hold in your hands is yours.
It is better to believe in anyone than to believe in yourself, so Ye Fan planned to make second-hand preparations.
"Qingfengjian, go to the Jade Girl Temple again and ask my master to come down from the mountain."
"..."
Qingfengjian didn't want to talk to Ye Fan at all.
In recent days, it has been running around and working hard on Ye Fan's affairs, and has no time to play with sister Long Ling. 33??qxs??.????m
Even if it’s a Lingbao who doesn’t eat, drink or sleep, he still has to take a few days off, right?
How can you treat yourself like a donkey and be bossed around all the time?
certainly.
The most important thing is that Ye Fan owes so much that it doesn't even know how many dragon spirits Ye Fan owes it.
Qingfeng Jian is now very scared, fearing that Ye Fan will suddenly die one day and the debt he owes will become a dead debt.
There is an old saying in human beings, which is that the father's debt is repaid by the son. Wouldn't it be bad to ask Ye Fan's daughter to ask for it...?
"Buzz!"
Qingfeng Sword made a sword cry and asked Ye Fan a question.
"... We humans also have an old saying, which is that debts are wiped out by death. So, Senior Qingfengjian, you must not watch me die."
"Buzz!"
The Qingfeng sword trembled.
Ye Fan understood: "Okay, okay, there's no need for you to go back to Jade Girl Temple to invite my master. Let's do this. When I go to Tingfeng Tower, you must protect my safety. How about it?"
"Buzz!"
Qingfengjian agreed.
The soul-suppressing umbrella and Qianqiu Ding in the ancient jade space looked at each other, wondering why Ye Fan didn't continue to trick Qingfeng Sword into working hard today.
Then Ye Fan took out a jade slip that conveyed the message: "Master, my disciple is in danger, come quickly!"
"..." Soul-suppressing umbrella.
"..." Qianqiu Ding.
In the end, Qingfengjian was deceived!
Because if Ye Fan asked Qingfengjian to go to Tingfeng Tower from the beginning, Qingfengjian would most likely not go.
In human terms, this is called compromise.
On the contrary, the black finger bones were thoughtful, and it seemed that... the new owner was not bad, either?
At least shameless enough.
Such people can live in the world of cultivation for a long time.
"..."
There was no response from the other end of the jade slip.
Ye Fan said sternly: "Master, are you still angry? It's my disciple's fault. It's my disciple's fault. Please slap me twice!"
The view of Jade Girl thousands of miles away.
Su Qinghuan, who was lying on the imperial concubine's bed, snorted: "This evil disciple knows that I, the master, can't beat him in Kunlun Mountain. It's really hateful!"
The Oriental Kite on the side did not dare to say anything.
Suddenly, Su Qinghuan's beautiful eyes lit up: "By the way, you can let Qingfeng Sword or Soul-Calming Umbrella do it for you."
At this time.
Ye Fan's voice came from the sound transmission jade slip again: "Of course, I know that master, you will not be willing to beat your disciple, nor will you borrow it from others. After all, my master, Su Qinghuan, is the most kind-hearted woman in the world, otherwise You can vent your anger by scolding me."
A few curse words are fine!
Su Qinghuan was so angry that she was about to scold Ye Fan severely when she was blocked again.
"I know, Master, you definitely can't curse me. After all, you are the gentlest woman in the world."
"..."
Su Qinghuan couldn't hold it any longer, and Tanxiang spat out two words: "Rebel!"
"Su Qinghuan, you are indeed listening. I plan to go to the Demonic Land and come with me."
"..."
OK OK.
You don’t even call me Master anymore, right?
Su Qinghuan refused: "No time!"
Throwing the jade slip aside, no matter how loud it sounded, Su Qinghuan didn't even look at it or listen to a word.
Dongfang Yuan hesitated and said: "Senior Su, you really don't care about the master."
Su Qinghuan glanced sideways: "Since you are so worried, then go with him."
"Okay senior, junior, come down the mountain right now."
Dongfang Yuan happily packed her luggage, but suddenly thought of something, and weakly sat aside: "This junior is weak in strength. I'm afraid I can only hold my master back, so I'd better stay in Jade Girl Temple to serve my senior."
"You care about Ye Fan more than me, the master."
"..."
Dongfang Yuan lowered her head and shivered.
Su Qinghuan thought for a while and found the jade slip that contacted Luo Yu.
"Yu'er, is the retreat going well?"
…
…
Return to Peony Garden.
Ye Fan knew that the master most likely couldn't bear to see him in danger, so all he needed to do now was wait.
At this time, he was surprised to find that there was only one bottom of the spiritual liquid left in the backyard swimming pool, and it was about to be completely absorbed by Liu Yiyi.
How can it be!
When he had a meeting with Liu Yingying in the morning, there was still less than half of the pool of spiritual liquid left.
According to the normal speed, Liu Yiyi still needs at least three days to refine. How come the speed has accelerated so much?
Ye Fan looked surprised: "Yiyi, how did you do it?"
"snort!"
Liu Yiyi said nothing with a sullen face.
How did you do it?
Of course, it’s all thanks to you, Mr. Tuoye!
Yes, when Ye Fan was having a meeting with his sister Liu Yingying, Liu Yiyi found that the speed of refining the spiritual liquid had accelerated dozens of times. The feeling of pain and happiness was really...unforgettable for her.
"By the way Yiyi, I might go to Demon Land in a few days. If I don't come back alive..."
Ye Fan suddenly fell silent. There were many dangers in going to the Demonic Land, but he had a reason to go.
"Shua"
Liu Yiyi opened her eyes and quickly closed them: "It's best to die!"
After absorbing the last bit of spiritual liquid, Liu Yiyi felt full of energy, and she felt that she could do it again!
"Ye Fan, do you dare to fight with me again? I will never lose so miserably this time!"
Liu Yiyi's eyes were burning. She was very sure now that if she had another fight, she would at least be able to touch Mark's clothes.
Didn't wait for Mark's answer.
On the contrary, she felt Ye Fan's eyes sweeping over her body, Liu Yiyi frowned and said:
"What are your eyes looking at!"
"Yiyi, I suddenly realized that you are quite beautiful."
"?"
Are you talking nonsense?
Don’t your wife and I look the same?
But Liu Yiyi was still inexplicably happy: "For the sake of this sentence, if you die in the demon land, I will look after my sister for you. She can only have you as a man in this life."
Ye Fan was startled.
She held Liu Yiyi's hand with a complicated expression.
"Yiyi, I always thought you had a problem with me. I blamed you wrongly. I didn't expect you to approve of my brother-in-law so much."
"...It's not an endorsement."
"I know."
"You know shit, get out of here, I'll get annoyed when I see you."
"Let's talk about five dollars more."
"Get out!"
Liu Yiyi was fierce.
"You're pretty cute when you're angry."
"..."
Liu Yiyi had goosebumps all over her body, she picked up a flower pot and threw it at Ye Fan, saying angrily, "Why are you so disgusting today? Get away!"
"Yiyi, it would be better if your temper were as small as your breasts."
"???"
Small?
34c is not small at all!
Liu Yiyi was so angry that she picked up the Qiulai Sword and slashed at Ye Fan without holding back at all.
"No, Liu Yiyi, are you serious?"
Ye Fan quickly dodged, and the lethality of this sword was comparable to the full blow of a monk in the early stage of the Golden Elixir.
