The next morning, Qinglu and others went to the shop first, and Ling Fu was kept by He Fan.

"Sighting the hero, what's wrong?" Ling Fu came to He Fan's room with a tired look and asked in confusion.

"You look in a bad state." He Fan looked at Ling Fu's expression, as if he was exhausted.

"I have to collect virgin blood during the day. I still want to transform the magic method at night, and I feel so tired." Ling Fu sighed. Improving the method is very harmful to brain cells.

"So, I'll help you." He Fan said with a smile: "What benefits do you give me of Shi Ling's third-level virgin blood?"

"Shi Ling Level 3? Virgin... Have you attacked Miaoyin?" Ling Fu was stunned for a moment, and then his expression changed drastically. The third level Shi Ling who was in contact with was still virgin, only Miaoyin from Qinglian's.

"Last night she led me out, and I told me about our friendly behavior of donating blood for a fee and not causing trouble. Master Miaoyin was deeply moved and dedicated a few pounds of it." He Fan took out the purple gold bowl and said.

"How many pounds?" Ling Fu sucked his face and said, "What did you do? Although Shi Ling's third-level blood and energy are strong, he can't suck it at a few pounds, right?"

"Yes." He Fan pushed the purple gold bowl over, and it was blood wrapped by the power of evolution.

"It's really Miaoyin?" Ling Fu's voice trembled. You really attacked the nun!

"Don't you want it?" He Fan frowned and said, "That's hard, I finally got it."

"Yes, this news really shocked me." Ling Fu said in a stern voice. You know you are strong, but that is Miaoyin, the third level of Shi Ling, the Buddhist tools and treasures on you, how did you succeed?

"Just want it, this is what I want. I wrote it all night yesterday." He Fan quickly took out a few pieces of paper and handed it to Ling Fu.

One night... Thank you so much for your hard work. Ling Fu looked at the dense things on it and his mouth twitched.

"So much blood, you won't kill Miaoyin, right?" Ling Fu took Miaoyin's blood and said in a serious tone.

"What? We evil sect, are you still afraid of killing a nun?" He Fan curled his lips.

"It's not that I'm afraid, I just ask, if I really kill, will it be exposed? I'm ready in advance." Ling Fu said.

"If you don't kill, you can't kill it. Miaoyin's life-saving trump card makes me feel very dangerous. Besides, if you really kill it, it won't be this little blood." He Fan shook his head and said.

"In this case, I still have to prepare early." Ling Fu thought deeply: "We won't leave the city."

He Fan was stunned, this is what you prepared? Are you sure you are not teasing me?

"Now the battle between Taoist evil, the older generation cannot interfere. Some of the young people are not in the East China Sea, but in the East China Sea, haha, they are all enemies." Ling Fu said helplessly.

"What about Miaoyin? I haven't heard of it before. I don't know how old she is. She is also a younger generation?"

"She is only over thirty years old, and she is not considered an older generation. She is a younger generation before she is fifty." Ling Fu sighed: "Miaoyin will definitely come to cause trouble."

He Fan was not worried. As long as he didn't come to several level 3 of Shi Ling at one time, or above, he would be sure. Level 3 of Shi Ling was not Dabaicai, and how could a lot of people be there in Donghai City?

"Okay, I'll get these materials for you. If you have nothing to do, go to the store to help take care of them." Ling Fu took the paper and stood up and left.

He Fan continued to warm the Yujing Bottle in the house. Not long after, he sensed Miaoyin's breath, put away the Yujing Bottle, opened the door and looked at Miaoyin who was walking towards him.

"Evil Demon!" Miaoyin's eyes blew fire, bursting out cold and cold light.

"Little nun!" He Fan also glared at her: "I am practicing a unique skill. I am glaring at someone who is pregnant. Are you ready?"

"You despicable and shameless evil demon!" Miaoyin gasped and the Buddha's power on her body could hardly be suppressed.

"If you have the ability, do it. This is the city. Do you dare to do it? Or do you want to go outside the city with me and have another big fight?" He Fan sneered.

"You, puff..."

The injury that was finally suppressed broke out again, and a mouthful of blood was sprayed, and a golden light flashed by, catching the blood.

"Don't waste it like this, do you know that your blood is valuable?" He Fan carefully wrapped the blood with the power of evolution, put it in a bottle, and looked at her expectantly: "Don't worry, I'll go in and bring you a basin."

"Get out!" Miaoyin burst into anger.

"Goodbye." He Fan slipped away directly. If he continued to stimulate the nun, it was very likely that the nun would explode on the spot.

"My Yujing Bottle, I forgot just now..." Miaoyin almost vomited another mouthful of blood.

When He Fan came to the store, paid blood donation continued, but there were still not many people coming, far less than him cheating Miaoyin once. He felt more and more that the nunnery was a good place.

"Give me some good quality needles, which are best to penetrate Shi Ling's body." He Fan looked at the doctor and said.

"Sighting the hero, do you want to take action yourself and capture Shi Ling?" Qinglu said excitedly.

"No, I just keep it for spare." He Fan shook his head and said, "I plan to use it to do something else, not to draw blood."

"Not that good." The doctor shook his head and said, "Often when you go to Nirvana, you need corresponding equipment. I don't have one Nirvana shop."

"Then forget it." He Fan was a little disappointed. It seemed that he could only let the other party come by himself in the future: "I'll go out."

He Fan said that when he left the city, he wanted to pour out the black water and search for medicinal materials in the mountains.

Until the evening, He Fan did not find several medicinal herbs, and most of the nearby medicinal herbs were poached by the evolutionists.

When they returned to the hotel, Ling Fu and others had already returned, and the few of them had an unhappy expression on their faces.

"What's wrong?" He Fan said in confusion.

"Lu Hao and the others have collected a lot of blood." Ling Fu said with a gloomy expression.

He and Lu Hao have a competition. Once he loses, he will listen to Lu Hao in the future. Even Qinglu and the others will follow Lu Hao, and their lives will be difficult in the future.

"They arrested people? You didn't disclose them to the Buddhist teachings?" He Fan frowned.

"I revealed it, but he still caught more than us." Zhang Long said.

"It's better to directly drain the blood, it's the fastest." Yu Feng said coldly: "Sighting the hero, Miaoyin is not your opponent, so we don't have to worry about it at all."

"But once the Miaoyin explodes, I can't stop it." He Fan said lightly: "You can promote more and tell me where Lu Hao and the others are, I'll just go and grab it."

"This is a good idea." Ling Fu said happily: "I forgot that He Fan led us to do this during the competition."

"Yes, the heroes are very strong, and they can definitely do it." Qinglu smiled, but lowered her head and did not dare to look at He Fan. She is sure now that the heroes are He Fan, and they cannot be revealed, otherwise they will be even.

"This is the address of Lu Hao and others." Ling Fu took out a piece of paper and handed it to He Fan: "They will transfer, I have someone by his side."

"Don't worry, I'll go tonight." He Fan put away the note and said, "What I want is ready?"

"Everything is here." Ling Fu handed him a space bag.

"Thank you." He Fan glanced at the space bag, and he nodded with satisfaction.
Chapter completed!