Sikong Zhaotian's face changed slightly, and he was a little stunned, what do you mean by this? Could it be that this kid has some relationship with the Wushe Immortal Emperor?

After pondering it carefully, he felt that this possibility was very small, his face sank, and he said in a cold voice: "Impossible! Cui Yu is the first person under the throne of the Wushe Immortal Emperor, how could the Wushe Immortal Emperor make a move on him?"

"There are no absolutes in the world, if you anger the emperor as a courtier, you will still be killed by the nine clans, the king wants the minister to die, and the minister has to die, are you right?" Ye Fan seemed to be very confident, which made Sikong Zhaotian even more puzzled. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Do you have any way to get the Wushe Immortal Emperor to kill Cui Yu?"

"I'm 90% sure, but you're up to me. Ye Fan said: "There is no need for Shen Immortal King and Baili Immortal King to intervene in this matter, only you and I can participate." ”

There is no need for those two immortal kings to participate, it is in line with Sikong Zhaotian's mind, the less people know these secrets, the better, after all, after the fact, he will kill people and destroy corpses!

"Okay! This king will believe you once, when will he act?" Sikong Zhaotian asked in a deep voice.

"It's set in a month, during this period, I need to improve my cultivation as soon as possible, and I need a lot of immortal crystal cultivation. Ye Fan said: "After all, I am going to face Cui Yu directly, and the Immortal King is not a low-level commodity like Da Luo Jinxian. ”

Sikong Zhaotian waved his hand: "This king will give you 500 million immortal crystals! After a month, no matter how you progress, you must fulfill your promise." ”

"No problem!" As soon as he made a move, it was 500 million immortal crystals, this Sikong Zhaotian was even richer than the Freedom and Freedom Immortal King, where did he get so much wealth?

All kinds of doubts made Ye Fan feel even more elusive about this person, this Sikong Zhao Tiancheng Mansion was too deep!

"Then go and enjoy the happy day of your life!" Sikong Zhaotian let go and removed the forbidden immortal array, "The king of Ming Japan will hand over the immortal crystal to you." ”

Ye Fan nodded, turned around and left, as a father, he didn't have any reluctance to marry his daughter, and saying such seemingly easy words made Ye Fan feel weird At the same time, he was even more suspicious of Sikong Zhaotian's temperament.

Regarding Cui Xianjun, he has already thought of a general plan, but in some details and trade-offs, he has not yet made the final decision and preparation, and this month is just enough time for him to prepare.

With the addition of the two immortal kings, Ye Fan felt a lot of pressure, if he didn't get rid of Cui Xianjun, it would be difficult to survive in the immortal world in the future, these two immortal kings, one was more insidious and cunning than the other.

Looking at Ye Fan's leaving, Sikong Zhaotian's eyes flickered, and the whole person became even more gloomy.

In a garden full of flowers, a blue figure is hovering among them, and it is Sikong Wanyue.

"Wanyue, why are you here?" Ye Fan picked a fairy orchid and came to Sikong Wanyue.

"Ah, you're here, father, didn't embarrass you, did you?" Sikong Wanyue blinked and looked at him up and down with concern.

Ye Fan shook his head with a smile and took Sikong Wanyue's hand, "Let's go, let's go back to the room." ”

"Back to the room...... Oh, good, okay......" Sikong Wanyue was obviously a little flustered and absent-minded.

The two have formed a Taoist couple under the witness of the three immortal kings, but for the affairs of men and women, Sikong Wanyue is still as simple as a blank piece of paper, both apprehensive and a little expectant.

Sikong Wanyue led Ye Fan into the boudoir and sat on the edge of the bed, her fingers cramped around the corners of her skirt.

Ye Fan returned to the door and laid down two immortal arrays, one soundproofing and the other to isolate the prying eyes of the divine sense, these two immortal arrays just shrouded the entire room.

The two immortal kings both planted divine sense imprints in his body, although these two immortal arrays could not isolate their exploration, as long as someone snooped, they could know it as soon as possible. In Golan Castle, Cui Xianjun would definitely not rush to investigate, the person Ye Fan wanted to guard against was actually Sikong Zhaotian!

"I'll change my shirt first. Ye Fan handed the picked orchid to Sikong Wanyue, cast a dust clearing spell to purify the dust on his body, and then took out a set of long robes and prepared to put them on.

"Brother Fan, I'll help you......" Sikong Wanyue pinched the orchid and walked behind Ye Fan and said softly.

"Oh, good!" Ye Fan turned around and handed the gown to her, Sikong Wanyue carefully helped him put it on, buttoned it, and unconsciously relieved the restraint in his heart.

"Wanyue, last time you said that your father once fought with an immortal king, who was that immortal king?" Ye Fan asked seemingly casually.

Sikong Wanyue helped him tidy up his clothes and replied softly: "It's the Gulu Immortal King, what's wrong, Brother Fan?"

"Gulu Immortal King...... What is the origin of this Gulu Immortal King?" Ye Fan took her hand, turned around and walked to the bed, and the two sat side by side on the edge of the bed.

"Hmm...... The Gulu Immortal King is alone, no one knows which Immortal Sect he comes from and what origin, but he is good at spiritual curse spells, and he is ruthless, and few people in the Western Immortal Domain dare to offend him. ”

"Then do Cui Xianjun and Gulu Immortal King have any grievances?" Ye Fan asked again.

"Cui Xianjun...... I don't know this, Cui Xianjun commands many immortal kings in the West Pole Star Domain, maybe they once knew each other...... Brother Fan, what are you asking for?"

"Oh, I suspect that this Cui Immortal Jun may have received some information from the Gulu Immortal King, so he will come to the door to make trouble. ”

"Is that so, isn't it because of the Red Ying Immortal King?" Sikong Wanyue naively thought that Cui Xianjun was the helper called by the Red Ying Immortal King.

"Red Immortal King...... Hehe, that's ......" At the mention of the Red Ying Immortal King, a little aura suddenly flashed in Ye Fan's mind!

"What's that?"

"It's okay, don't mention them, Wanyue, today is a big day for you and me, you say, are we two married couples, or are we acting on the spot?" Ye Fan grinned and held Sikong Wanyue's palm.

"I ...... I don't know......" Sikong Wanyue's face was as red as fire, and her heart was pounding hard.

"Otherwise, it's limited to one month, let's try to get along for a while, and after a month, depending on your feelings and mine, we will decide what to do?" Ye Fan said with a smile.

"One month ......" Sikong Wanyue raised her head, a little disappointed and a little hesitant in her heart.

"Yes, this month, I happen to be in retreat and cultivation, and you can do something for me. Ye Fan held her fingers and said.

"What's the matter?"

"Help me find some immortal materials, I want to refine a furnace of immortal pills, I want you to do this in secret, don't tell anyone, including your father. Ye Fan put away his smile and said seriously: "This matter is related to my life, if I can't refine the elixir, it will definitely be more auspicious." ”

"Ah...... Brother Fan, don't scare me, okay, I promise you that it is...... No matter how difficult it is, I will definitely help you get together those immortal materials......" Sikong Wanyue was really frightened, no matter what immortal materials Ye Fan wanted, she was determined to help him find all the materials.

Ye Fan nodded, and told her the names and characteristics of these immortal materials one by one, with Sikong Wanyue's secret help, his plan may be half successful, whether he can escape the clutches of Sikong Zhaotian and Cui Xianjun and successfully turn the tables, this step is the most important thing, and it has the finishing touch.