"I won't live for three days?" Du Zhong sneered, and immediately wanted to reprimand Wang Fan loudly, which was really ridiculous.

But when his eyes swept and fell on the nephew Lingyou on the side, his heart couldn't help but tremble, and he began to think carefully.

In my opinion, there is no problem with Ming Minglingyou's health, how could he really be provoked by Wang Fan after being lightly patted twice? Could it be that Wang Fan was poisoned? No, this is a disease, not poisoning, could it be said... Am I really terminally ill and I can't see it?

For a moment, the sneer on Du Zhong's face gradually solidified, and a trace of worry emerged.

Finally, he turned his head sharply, looked at Wang Fan, and said in a deep voice: "Boy, the thousand-year-old medicine is very important, what if you lie to me?"

Wang Fan pursed his lips: "Am I like a liar!"

Du Zhong looked at it vigorously and nodded heavily.

Wang Fan immediately shrugged his shoulders and said, "Then forget it, anyway, it's not that I won't live for three days!"

As he spoke, he turned around and made a gesture of leaving.

"Wait!" Du Zhong hurriedly grabbed Wang Fan, and after a long time of struggle, he said: "It is impossible to give you a thousand-year-old medicine directly, but I have a five-hundred-year-old medicine that I can try for you!"

"Five hundred years?" Wang Fan raised his eyebrows, the five-hundred-year-old medicine has two thousand points of aura, which is not bad!

So he immediately nodded: "Okay, you give me a five-hundred-year-old medicine first, and then I will help you stimulate the disease!"

"One word is certain, if you dare to lie to me, my medical saint valley will never spare you!"

In the end, Du Zhong gritted his teeth and took out a sandalwood box from his spacious sleeve and handed it to Wang Fan.

When I opened it, the medicinal materials inside were really five hundred years old, and 2,000 points of spiritual energy appeared on it, and there was a lot of money!

"Good!"

Wang Fan took out the old medicine and stuffed it directly into his mouth,

"Ding, Reiki 2000!"

Listening to the prompt sound of the system, Wang Fan suddenly smiled and said, "Come here, I'll help you stimulate the symptoms!"

Du Zhong watched Wang Fan eat the five-hundred-year-old medicine like a radish, felt distressed for a while, and stepped forward: "How to excite it?"

"Of course, it's still massage!"

Wang Fan reached out and patted Du Zhong on the shoulder twice.

"Ding, Reiki 500!"

Five hundred points of aura are transformed into five hundred points of evil qi, this kind of evil qi has surpassed the terminal stage of cancer, and its effect is naturally immediate, even if it is a second-level master, it can't be stopped, just a few seconds later, Du Zhong felt a dull pain in his body, and his breathing became short.

He hurriedly checked himself.

Suddenly, his complexion changed suddenly, and he felt that almost all the internal organs in his body were failing, as if he was already a dying old man who was terminally ill and could not be saved.

What else is this said for three days, it would be good to survive today!

"I... How did I get so sick!"

Du Zhong was shocked, and hurriedly looked at Wang Fan for help: "Wang Fan, little friend, do you have a way to save me!"

"Of course there is!" Wang Fan nodded heavily.

Du Zhong was overjoyed: "Please also ask Wang Fan Xiaoyou to help, the great kindness is unforgettable!"

Wang Fan immediately raised a finger and shook it: "It's no problem to save you, but this medical expense, the thousand-year-old medicine seems to be just enough ......."

"Huh?" Du Zhong's face immediately showed embarrassment.

The thousand-year-old medicine is also extremely precious in the Sacred Valley of Medicine, and he only brought one plant with him this time, and it is also very useful, where can he say that he will hand it over?

"Is there a problem?" Wang Fan frowned, he didn't expect it to come to this point, and Du Zhong was still unwilling to take out the thousand-year-old medicine.

Du Zhong nodded heavily: "Don't hide it from Xiaoyou, we did bring out a thousand-year-old He Shou Wu this time, but this thousand-year-old He Shou Wu is for a master, even if I give it to you, you will not be blessed!"

"Which master?" Wang Fan asked immediately.

"Gu Xichao!" Du Zhong said.

"What?" Hearing Gu Xichao's three words, Song Yuanxiu couldn't help but let out an exclamation: "Is it that madman Gu Xichao?"

Du Zhong nodded lightly: "Although this Gu Xichao is only a third-level peak master, he has dozens of spiritual weapons, he is a spiritual weapon madman, and his true combat power is even more than a fourth-level ancient martial artist, if he knows that Xiaoyou has taken away the thousand-year-old He Shou Wu that belongs to him, he will definitely kill Xiaoyou and then quickly!"

"Dozens of spiritual weapons, a bit powerful!" Wang Fan's eyes lit up, his face showed a serious look, and he said after a long silence: "What is a spiritual weapon?"

Why don't you know what a spiritual weapon is, and you still want to be for a long time?

The corners of Du Zhong's mouth twitched, and he explained: "The so-called spiritual weapon is a weapon that has been nurtured by spiritual energy, which can allow ancient martial artists to exert a higher combat power than their own realm!"

"Oh!" Wang Fan's eyes widened suddenly: "Is it that kind of sword or other weapon on the back of the cloud sword?"

Du Zhong nodded again and again: "It turns out that Xiaoyou still knows Yun Jian?" But what Xiaoyou said is right, I heard that Yun Jian came out of the mountain this time, so he took the spirit weapon sword given by his master!"

"I understand!" As soon as he heard this, Wang Fan stretched out his hand towards Du Zhongyi and said, "Give me the thousand-year-old medicine, what kind of spiritual weapon madman Gu Xichao will come once, and I will hammer him once!"

"This ......" Du Zhong was still a little entangled.

And at this moment, a loud laugh suddenly came from outside: "Oh, I have been walking the rivers and lakes for decades, and it is the first time that someone dares to say this about me, do you dare to come out and say it again in front of me?"

said that Cao Cao Cao is here, and Gu Xichao is here!

As soon as Wang Fan saw Du Zhong's tangled appearance, he knew that if he didn't solve Gu Xichao, he was afraid that he would not dare to take out the thousand-year-old medicine when he died.

So he immediately strode outside.

I saw that on the wall of the manor, a middle-aged man stood with his hands in his hands, carrying a huge bag behind him, and there were many spiritual weapons in it.

To a certain extent, the spirit weapon determines the combat effectiveness of an ancient martial artist, so generally when Gu Xichao appears in front of other ancient martial artists with this image, the other party will tremble.

But Wang Fan's eyes were shining, as if he had seen a big beauty.

God, this guy has a big bag of spiritual weapons, if he takes them all, even if a spiritual weapon only has five hundred spiritual energy, it will be a lot of income!

"Boy, why don't you speak, you have the ability to say it again?" Gu Xichao said with a sneer standing on the wall.

So Wang Fan groaned and said slowly: "If you come once, I will beat you once." ”

"Hmm, do you really dare to say it?" Gu Xichao frowned, his face displeased.

Song Yuanxiu hurriedly stood up and said, "Senior Gu is angry......

"Get out!" Without waiting for Song Yuanxiu to finish speaking, Gu Xichao raised his hand, and a broken sword flew directly out of his sleeve, piercing the air with a bang and heading straight for Song Yuanxiu.

Song Yuanxiu's pupils shrank, and he hurriedly gathered his whole body cultivation on his hands, and clasped his hands together and slapped them in the air!

With a snap, the dagger was barely blocked by him.

But Song Yuanxiu didn't dare to be proud, Gu Xichao hadn't continued to shoot, if he continued to shoot, he would definitely die!

And Wang Fan rushed to Song Yuanxiu quickly, and then he took the dagger from Song Yuanxiu's hand and said in a deep voice: "Control the knife, confiscate!"

Gu Xichao sneered: "If you say confiscate, confiscate it, give me back!"

As he spoke, he hooked his fingers, his aura surged, and the dagger began to shake.

But at this moment, Wang Fan opened his mouth and swallowed: "Ding, 1000 aura!"

Sure enough, blood is earned!

And on Gu Xichao's side, he suddenly found that the aura dagger was out of his control for some reason, and then he frowned.

But soon he frowned, and said confidently: "It seems that your realm is not low, and you can actually restrain my spiritual weapon, but unfortunately, I have more than one spiritual weapon!"

As he spoke, he waved his big hand, and the bag behind him opened, and a dagger and a short sword flew out of the mouth of the bag, as if there was a spiritual rhyme, flying up and down around him, like a sword fairy!

"Boy, how many spiritual weapons do you think you can block?"

At this time, Gu Xichao asked Wang Fan with a cruel smile.

Wang Fan smiled in his heart, and was about to open his mouth to laugh, you had better greet me all.

But in the next second, he came back to his senses, these people are all old rivers and lakes, you let him say hello, maybe he thought about it a little more, and then he didn't say hello, but it can't be like this.

So, with a solemn look on his face, he said slowly with a somewhat fearful look: "You... Just a few less!"