Chapter 223: Can I greet your eighth ancestors?
"He Fan, are you okay?" Qin Wei arrived quickly, supported him, shook his hand and threw it on his body, but it was not very useful.
"I lost money again, ask Xuanyang to wait. Last time I said bad things, I want to beat him up." He Fan looked at Qin Wei, explained, and quickly took out the meatballs and stuffed them into his mouth, but blood gushed out, spitting them out directly.
"I'll help you rest first, and leave the rest to them." Qin Wei hurriedly helped He Fan and walked away, Zang Xingsheng and others rushed over to help.
He Fan couldn't care about the rest of the matter. He depends on them both life and death. This feeling made him very disgusted.
"I survived this time, next time I will do something like this loss, He Fan will do it again, just... forget it, I won't curse myself." He Fan sat down cross-leggedly, calmly recovered, and no longer thought about it.
Shi Mengtong and others took action, and the two who had evil poison entered their bodies were killed before they could last long. A group of people went to help the two old Taoists. The Taoist Sect Sword Formation rose again, forcing the two old Taoists to buy time to let them recover after eating meatballs.
"Qin Wei, put away the six pure bamboos." Not long after He Fan closed his eyes, he remembered that his six pure bamboos were still there, so he quickly made a sound to avoid being taken away by Ji Xuan's little bald donkey.
Qin Wei hurriedly put away the six pure bamboos, and He Fan said again: "Hurry up and pick up the space bags, and the corpses of those ferocious beasts. Forget it, I'll go too. Now it's stable, and the two of them have picked up more."
Qin Wei: “…”
Are you planning to be exhausted and not let go of any benefits? Isn’t it too bad for us to do this?
"Brother Fan, what are you doing? You're back to your old business and have your body carried?" Fatty Lin felt that He Fan had an occupational illness and was very dedicated: "Brother Fan, you are so seriously injured, hurry up and rest."
Smack
He Fan slapped him directly and whispered: "You are still in business. If you don't pick up anything now, how can we have us later?"
"Brother Fan, I have to talk about you. Why don't you say this earlier? I'll bring people here." Fatty Lin looked annoyed and regretted not bringing hundreds of people here.
"Stop talking nonsense, act quickly. After they finish fighting, we will pretend that nothing happened." He Fan whispered.
"Did you ignore me?" Zang Xingsheng looked at the three of them with a dark face.
He Fan glanced at Zang Xingsheng and was thinking in his heart whether he would kill him and kill someone to silence him?
"He Fan, you said, an evolutionist has exhausted everything, what else is valuable?" Qin Wei stared at Zang Xingsheng, as if she was watching a prey.
"Please take a little less." Zang Xingsheng whispered, turned his head and looked at the side: "I can't stand you. Some empty space bags, what are you doing?"
Almost all the things in these space bags were used up in the battle, most of which were empty, at most some daily necessities.
He Fan did not answer him, and he couldn't afford a large space bag, so he could only make up for it with small ones.
Two hours later, the fight was finally over there, and He Fan and the other two stopped. Although there were still many bags that were not picked up, they had no strength and could not pick them up.
"Fatty Lin, Brother Fan, I can't stand the bloody scenes, so I'll carry me back to Tianyun to rest." He Fan whispered.
"Fatty man, why did you forget me, my good friend?" Qin Wei smiled slightly, carried He Fan and ran away, just like he had resisted Qin Wei.
When he returned to Tianyun City, He Fan fell asleep. He was really tired. The method of gene stimulation made him almost exhausted.
Qin Wei and Fatty Lin were not injured, and returned to help the injured. By the way, they looked for another opportunity to see if they could pick up something.
He Fan slept very well this time. He didn't wake up until noon the next day. His genetic data returned to 98%. He was very unhappy. This was the price of losing money business.
When I opened the door and walked out, it was a small villa. Qin Wei and Fatty Lin had just prepared the meal and greeted him: "You can eat a few bites just by yourself. Just woke up, don't eat too much."
He Fan rolled his eyes, afraid that you would not be full after I finished eating, so he said that he even cared about me.
"Brother Fan, they said they would wait for you to finish eating and let you see them." Fatty Lin said.
"Is there a mysterious prize for me?" He Fan said in surprise. This time he made such a great contribution and did not give me some benefits.
"I don't know, they said they were waiting for you in Xuanyunju. Listening to their tone, there was indeed a good thing." Fatty Lin said.
"Then I won't eat it anymore, I'll go there right away." He Fan put down his bowls and chopsticks, hurried out, and went to Xuanyunju. Maybe he would give Samadhi True Fire, or the Nine Nether Demon Fire would do it.
"I hope he won't be too disappointed." Qin Wei rubbed her eyebrows. She was just thinking too much about the reward.
He Fan Yukong went to Xuanyunju, looked at the bamboo forest, and was about to go in, but he stopped. He was a person who didn't know how to go in. Last time, he was also accompanied by Shi Mengtong, so he could not go in directly, otherwise something could easily happen, and the whereabouts of the Xuanyun Pill Furnace might be exposed.
"Xuanyun, open the door." He Fan shouted.
Buzz
The void fluctuated, the formation disappeared, Xuan Yunju was exposed, and a group of people sat outside Xuan Yunju, looking at him expressionlessly.
"I suddenly remembered that I hadn't eaten yet, so I'd say goodbye!"
He Fan turned around and left. Damn, the two Taoist priests of Shi Ling have not left yet? Are you setting a trap for me?
"Fellow Daoist He Fan, let's sit down and discuss together."
A figure flashed, and a middle-aged Taoist priest blocked the way forward and looked at him with a smile: "It was thanks to fellow Taoist who took action before that Tianyun's danger was solved."
"As a member of the East, He Fan has no choice but to do so." He Fan knew that at this time, it was the time to express his righteousness, and these guys liked to hear this the most.
Sure enough, Taoist Shi Ling smiled like a chrysanthemum and said, "Sit down, we are discussing what rewards to fellow Taoists."
"Don't be too good. Give me any of Samadhi True Fire, Nine Nether Demon Fire, etc., I will never dislike you." He Fan said quickly. You must not be polite when it is time to offer a price.
"Okay." Taoist Shi Ling nodded: "We want to give it to you too."
"Really?" He Fan was stunned. The Taoist priest's mind was still moved by his own persistence?
"What? I'm still standing there, don't dare to ask for it?" Lu Ziling sneered: "If you don't dare to take it, don't talk about it all day long."
"Who said I dare not ask for it?" He Fan walked over and sat down: "Bring it."
"I can't take it out. The Nine Nether Demon Fire and Samadhi True Fire are not on us. You are going to Donghai City." Lu Ziling said.
"Are you lying to me?" He Fan was unhappy, indeed, he was fooling him.
"There are all the things you want, and we promise to give them to you, it depends on whether you have the ability to get them." Lu Ziling sneered: "It's your business whether you can get them, but we promise to give them anyway."
"Aren't you playing a scoundrel?" He Fan was a little annoyed.
"This is not a scoundrel, it was your own efforts." Lu Ziling said lightly.
"Work for it yourself? How many meanings do you mean?" He Fan frowned.
"You made such a great contribution this time. The Alliance originally wanted to reward you, but what we thought was that if you want Samadhi True Fire and Jiuyou Demon Fire, you will help you push the reward." Shi Mengtong said lightly.
"What?" He Fan was not calm and pushed me to the reward? I won't ask if I want something else?
"Then we tell you that the flames you want will appear in Donghai City." Zhu Yuan said.
He Fan: "..."
Can I greet your eight generations of ancestors?
Chapter completed!