Chapter 31: Missing Votes, Three Missing One (II)

"There's no other way to get the fourth condition?" "This curse is also grinding in my heart, I have to get back to the main topic, I have to get back to the main topic, "Old man, your previous broken method, this made me commit suicide, besides, you don't know who she is, besides, I have only met her twice, you let me ......"

When the words came to this idiom, Fan didn't know why, and his whole back couldn't help but feel cold, and he couldn't help but shiver.

This shiver didn't matter, but it made him habitually look back, as if something dirty was approaching.

It's okay not to look at it, but when I saw it, I was stunned and almost let Idiom Fan fall down directly from the sofa, and almost vomited blood to death. Because, isn't there a person standing behind this, a woman?

In the woman's beautiful eyes, a chill burst out, and the breath pierced the idiom Fan's heart.

A pretty face, this is the first time that idiom Fan has seen that pretty face clearly. Because of the robe on his body, even if he saw that pretty face for the first time, he knew who was standing behind him, and he appeared so quietly.

If that person had been hostile just now, I am afraid that he would have been a corpse that had dissipated his vitality and gradually became cold.

"Mine one, don't bring such fun!"

With an exclamation in his heart, beads of sweat the size of Fan Ye slowly flowed down his forehead. If it is really like the idiom Fan, I estimate that I have already gone to the road of more than half a step at this time.

"Ge Lao!"

A soft voice like a heavenly sound slowly fell, as if it had touched some memory that had been sealed in the depths of Idiom Fan's heart, because this voice was too similar and too similar, if it weren't for that pretty face, I am afraid that Idiom Fan would think that she was back at the first time.

"That's how you helped your apprentice?"

The woman didn't care about the existence of Xi Yufan at all, and walked straight towards Old Man Ge. Although he was extremely dissatisfied with Old Man Ge in his words, he still bowed deeply to Old Man Ge and saluted.

Belch...... This series of actions surprised Idiom Fan very much. In fact, idiom Fan had roughly guessed the identity of the mysterious purple-robed woman, although it was not 100%, but 80% or 90% was no problem.

Even if it's not, it has a lot to do with it.

Moreover, from the time when Old Man Ge told him about his parents before, he also indirectly learned a lot about the Soul Suppression Daoist and the Soul Suppression Domain.

Even if this woman is not a soul suppressing Taoist, I am afraid that she will be "related to her".

Even if they are "related to their relatives", their status is much higher than that of these Mr. Yin and Yang. However, when she saw the mysterious purple-robed woman saluting towards Old Ge, it was only a fool who could think of Old Man Ge's true identity

"Old man Ge is a soul suppressing dao master, no, even higher, even surpassing!"

He took a deep breath, and although the air conditioner was not turned on in the room now, the cold air still completely washed his lungs.

Without thinking much about it, Cheng Yufan continued to listen to the conversation between the mysterious purple-robed woman and the old man Ge. I also secretly pondered to see if I could hear some useful information from their words.

Of course, it's best to have information about Soul Island. However, not everything is going well in this world. Idiom Fan listened to the quarrel between the old man Ge and the mysterious purple-robed woman who was almost a sentence of you and me...... Well, it doesn't seem to be noisy, to be precise, it's the woman's protest against Old Man Ge.

In this way, the mysterious purple-robed woman protested to Old Man Ge for a long time, and Fan didn't hear any useful information at all.

However, it is not so useless.

At least he heard the news that made him extremely excited, that the mysterious purple-robed woman was willing to unconditionally give the last part of the vote to the idiom.

Originally, I didn't have the slightest interest in this mysterious purple-robed woman, no matter how pretty this woman's face was and how slender her posture was.

But when he heard that the last vote was given unconditionally, Idiom Fan seemed to see his own mother, and he couldn't wait to hug him and kiss him fiercely.

Of course, the pro here is just in the relationship and mood of the mother.

At the same time, the person who asked Old Man Ge to let Fan go to Mo Mo Da before was the woman who was now theorizing with Old Man Ge.

What about this woman? It's better to let him die.

This woman, how strong. Although I am not sure if the other party is a soul suppressing Taoist, but the guy who can drive ghosts, how weak can he be?

and all the opponents I have met so far, I'm afraid that the sum is not as strong as the woman in front of me. And faintly, Idiom Fan felt that this woman's strength even surpassed that of the old ghost of the big boss of the Tomb Gate Inn.

The war of words between the two parties for half an hour came to an end after the two of them took a cup of tea and drank it all. The curtain fell, and another prologue has been slowly opened.

The mysterious purple-robed woman had already locked her eyes on Idiom Fan at this time, and her beautiful eyes, as if she were watching a rare animal, kept looking at Idiom Fan up and down. Rao is idiom Fan is very thick-skinned, but being looked back and forth like this, he also feels uncomfortable, not to mention being looked back and forth by a woman like this, and the unnaturalness is even more rapidly rising.

"Damn, Lao Tzu is not a rare animal, as for it!"

Looking at the woman who kept looking at her back and forth, Cheng Yufan was extremely helpless. What makes Idiom Fan a little helpless and want to cry without tears is that he seems to have no cover in front of this woman, just like an emperor in new clothes, even if he wants to hide something, he will be quickly stabbed completely.

"Boy, name!"

Finally, the mysterious purple-robed woman spoke, speaking to the idiom Fan, but there was a slight indifference and coldness in her soft voice.

"Don't you already know!" Idiom Fan looked indifferent, and even more so as to why bother.

"Say!" was cold, extremely cold, like a 10,000-year-old ice cellar.

At that moment, before Idiom Fan could react, a chill that almost made Idiom Fan unable to resist swept over in an instant, almost making Idiom Fan feel extremely depressed.

This kind of extreme depression, even the red lotus fire in the idiom Fan's body didn't know why, it was running extremely slowly. Even if the Red Lotus Fire was transformed into the Red Lotus Karmic Fire, it would have no effect at all.

"I'll go, how fucking tough is this woman, even the Red Lotus Karma Fire ...... Is it possible to use the Red Lotus Sin Karmic Flame?" This is the first time that Idiom Fan has been suppressed in this way.

Moreover, this kind of suppression made Cheng Yufan realize that the mysterious purple-robed woman was telling herself that she was like an ant in front of her, and she only needed one finger to kill herself.

Despite this, Ke Chengyu Fan did not admit defeat at all.

This is not only a matter of face, but also from the obscure gaze of the old man Ge, as long as you can get through, this mutilated vote, one of the three missing one, can be completely complete.