"That's a lot of fun."
Meng Fan nodded.
He had only absorbed a little bit of the golden thread from the bald monk.
As long as he absorbed it all, the violent power of the five elements would push him to the fifth level of immortality.
But it was short of heat.
Now his physical body has almost reached the limit of endurance.
Ouyang Yunyi noticed that there was something abnormal about him, because in addition to the very unstable fluctuations in his cultivation, his clothes were even wetter than those of Liang Baitian who had experienced a fright.
His legs were also shaking a little.
"Brother Liang, let me give you this spider as a gift."
Meng Fan handed the extremely docile poisonous spider to Liang Baitian, "The rest depends on tomorrow."
Liang Baitian rubbed his palm on his clothes, took the poisonous spider into his hand, and nodded vigorously: "It depends on tomorrow."
Then the three of them chatted in the room about tomorrow's layout for a while.
After chatting for a while, Ouyang Yunyi left first.
When Liang Baitian left, he suddenly bowed deeply to Meng Fan: "Little Deputy Palace Master, thank you.
If If you hadn’t asked Brother Ouyang to pick me up, I would have been in trouble tonight.”
Meng Fan waved his hand: "Don't talk about the two families in my family.
If I really want to say thank you, it's me who should say it to you."
Liang Baitian smiled heartily, and was about to leave feeling comfortable physically and mentally.
But when he reached the door, he thought of something again, and said to Meng Fan with some embarrassment: "Little deputy palace master, can you leave a whole room for Fuantai tomorrow?"
corpse" Meng Fan smiled hoarsely: "I can't bear to leave."
"No."
Liang Baitian lowered his head and said in a low voice, "Fu Antai is not a good person.
Almost every mysterious ticket of Fu Ji has some blood on it.
He also taught me to be ruthless if I want to achieve big things.
But he He has always treated me as his own son and taught me a lot personally, so he can be called a loving father.”
Liang Baitian smiled bitterly: "I am also a father, I" Meng Fan smiled warmly and said softly: "Brother Liang, everything is up to you."
Liang Baitian breathed a sigh of relief.
He didn't know how relieved he was tonight.
He thanked Meng Fan again before leaving.
The room became quiet and Meng Fan lay on the bed.
He once again felt the uncertainty of the world, and planned this general election of the martial arts review list, mainly targeting the Nanwu sect.
Wei Cheng wanted to fish out Fuantai.
What was originally a long-term plan, unexpectedly had the opportunity to end quickly.
Meng Fan opened his palms, and there was a short golden thread in his palms.
Then he slowly closed his eyes and waited for dawn.
"Son, my father has gone home."
"When you come back, my father will prepare a banquet to welcome you and wash away the dust."
In the early morning of the next day, the temperature was cold and a rare thick fog shrouded the town.
Fuantai stood in front of the inn door neatly dressed, patted Liang Baitian on the shoulder, and boarded the carriage that had been prepared for him.
"Son, let's see if we can invite that little fairy home when we have the chance."
Fuantai opened the curtain again, stuck his head out and joked with a smile, "As soon as you get to our house, you can make rice and cook it."
"I think so."
Liang Baitian stood beside the carriage and shrugged, "I'm just afraid that people won't go back with me."
"Haha, look at your potential."
Fuantai cursed with a smile, lowered the curtain, and drove out of the town in the carriage, gradually disappearing into the thick fog.
Free novels bring you joy and joy ---> storyskyline.net
Liang Baitian turned around, facing away from the direction Fuantai was leaving, and murmured: "Fuantai, go on your way with peace of mind."
"Damn it, what the hell is the weather like?"
Outside the town, Mr.
Zou from the Extreme Poison Gang stood in the thick fog, his hair wet.
He looked at the sky and cursed.
He didn't know if he could see the signal sent by that kid, but it didn't matter.
The sound was good. .
He looked around him again.
His father and a group of Jidu Gang disciples were waiting there quietly, staring at the rolling thick fog ahead, with a faint shadow of a road in it.
Fireworks and firecrackers suddenly sounded in the direction of the town.
Mr.
Zou's eyes flashed: "Father, Fuantai is leaving."
Gang Leader Zou raised his hand: "Get ready."
Amidst the clattering sound, all the Jidu Gang disciples drew their weapons.
"Today is not a bad weather, but a good one."
Gang Leader Zou stroked his beard and said with a smile, "After completing this vote, we can extort a lot of money into our hands, which will be enough for us to spend for a long time, three to five years , seven years or eight years, hehe, it’s easy.”
"I think a hundred years will be fine."
After listening to his father's words, Mr.
Zou said with a stern look, "Having hijacked Fuantai is equivalent to controlling the entire Fuji.
We can get more, and our extremely poisonous gang can do it Changed its name to Jifu Gang, Jifu Gang."
"Haha, it depends on the situation.
If you can swallow it, you will swallow it."
Gang Leader Zou smiled.
"That kid's real share is 30%," Mr.
Zou asked again.
"What do you think?"
Gang Leader Zou shook his head and said, "Although that kid has some brains, he can't beat us.
He will lose the 30%.
After the incident is completed, it's time to clean him up.
If we don't clean up, we won't be able to sleep well."
As he spoke, Gang Leader Zou glanced at the disciples.
They had already changed into ordinary clothes and had their faces covered.
Under the cover of the thick fog this morning, no trace would be revealed.
No one knew who was hijacking.
Fuantai, it is indeed a good weather.
Ta-ta. rumble.
Not long after, the sound of horse hooves and wheels could be heard in the thick fog.
Everyone in the Jidu Gang immediately calmed down and held the weapons in their hands tightly.
Everyone was very excited.
They were about to get rich soon.
The person who is about to come over is an out-and-out donor.
"hands on" Gang Leader Zou suddenly shouted and waved his hand violently All the Jidu Gang disciples rushed forward like a tide, and then there were screams.
"Who are you?"
"Catch me for what?"
Fuantai's voice rang out in the thick fog, and then disappeared, as if someone had knocked him unconscious.
Free novels bring you joy and joy ---> storyskyline.net
"Gang leader, withdraw"
In the thick fog, the burly man carried Fuantai on his shoulders and asked Gang Leader Zou.
There was hot blood under his feet.
All the people who escorted Fuantai home were dead.
"Withdrawn" Gang leader Zou took the lead and flew in a planned direction.
Everyone hurriedly followed, but something happened that made their faces change drastically.
The gang leader they just flew out suddenly seemed to have hit an invisible wall.
He flew back, opened his mouth and spurted out a mouthful of blood.
"There is an ambush" "Fell into a trap" Without waiting for Gang Leader Zou to say anything, everyone in the Extreme Poison Gang knew what had happened.
They immediately protected Gang Leader Zou and retreated.
At the same time, they released a green poisonous mist, and there were two unidentified figures in the thick mist.
Walking slowly, ignoring the poisonous fog, one of them raised his hand to make a seal and pointed in the direction of the Extreme Poison Gang's withdrawal, and several cold rays of light flashed through the dense fog.
Puff-dong-puff-dong There were no screams, just the sound of people falling to the ground.
At the same time, there was an unidentified figure hiding in the thick fog.
For some reason, he seemed to be able to clearly see everything happening in the thick fog.
He frowned and said to himself: "It's strange.
Why did someone come to cut off Hu?"
: