Roar, an invisible coercion swept across the spot, and at this moment, the originally ignorant spirit actually exuded a feeling of fear, and they scattered in all directions, forming a spacious passage in the black oppressive ghost tide. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The sound of clattering horses' hooves sounded, crisp with a peculiar rhythm, his expression changed, his muscles tightened silently, and Wang Yi looked at the passage that had just taken shape.

Without letting Wang Yi wait for a long time, with a hoarse neigh, a black horse with two horns walked out of the passage through the ghost tide, and when they saw this horse, whether it was Wang Yi or the female cultivator surnamed Fan, their faces changed greatly.

"Ghost, Ghost King. ”

Hu Kui's voice was trembling, his heart was full of fear, in fact, at this moment, not only he but also Wang Yi was chilling in his heart, after all, the ghost king was equivalent to the existence of the real human realm, and what was more serious was that at this moment, Wang Yi's body was still weak, and he was not even qualified to fight for his life in the face of the ghost king, and the only Huangquan diagram that could be counted on was also silent now, and Wang Yi's several contacts were all in vain, without the slightest reaction.

Click, the footsteps settled, looking down at Wang Yi and the four of them, although the two-horned ghost king did not speak, but a pair of eyes burning with turquoise ghost fire revealed a playful light, and it was at this time that the female cultivator surnamed Fan suddenly stepped forward, Ying Ying bowed and said:

"Fan Fei'er of the Fan family has seen the Two-Horned Ghost King. ”

The voice is crisp and clear, neither humble nor overbearing, which fully shows everyone's demeanor.

Hearing Fan Fei'er's words, the Two-Horned Ghost King's gaze turned and said:

"Oh, you know me?"

Speaking out of his mouth, there was a bit of surprise in the words of the Two-Horned Ghost King.

"The younger generation had the privilege of hearing my father mention the prestige of the ghost king. ”

Speaking of this, Fan Fei'er's eyes flashed with a hint of light.

"Who is your father?"

The hoarse voice sounded again.

"My father Fan Wuxiu. ”

When she said this, there was pride and pride in Fan Fei'er's words.

As soon as these words came out, the green ghost fire in the eyes of the Double-Horned Ghost King suddenly blaze, obviously his mood was not calm at this moment, and it also made Wang Yi, who had been quietly observing from the side, couldn't help but wonder, who was this Fan Chaoyin, who actually had such magical power, just a name could make a ghost king uneasy.

Whew, there was silence, the Two-Horned Ghost King seemed to be thinking about something, and Wang Yi and the four of them were waiting for the result of the Two-Horned Ghost King's thinking. After a short silence, the Two-Horned Ghost King suddenly let out a sneer, only to see his eyes narrowed slightly, forcing Fan Fei'er to open his mouth and say:

"Little girl, do you want to use your father's name to suppress it?"

Under the gaze of the Two-Horned Ghost King, Fan Fei'er couldn't help but turn pale, but even so, she still said forcefully:

"The juniors don't dare. ”

The tone was neither humble nor arrogant as always, but the two-horned ghost king was disdainful of this.

"Hehe, the little girl is quite backbone, but it's a pity, no matter how big the reputation of Bihai Chaoyin Fan Wuxiu is, it can't scare me, it's a big deal that after killing you, this king will go to the depths of the North Underworld to take a walk, does he Fan Wuxiu still dare to chase him to the depths of the North Underworld?"

Speaking of this, a smile appeared in the words of the Two-Horned Ghost King, obviously thinking of Fan Wuxiu's hateful but helpless appearance. However, unlike the happiness of the two-horned ghost king, Wang Yi's hearts sank.

The delicate body trembled slightly, feeling the killing intent leaked out by the Two-Horned Ghost King, Fan Fei'er was like falling into an ice cave, and she couldn't speak anymore, but at this time, a tinkling piano sound floated from the sky, dispelling the killing intent on the Two-Horned Ghost King, and soothing the deep anxiety and uneasiness in the hearts of Wang Yi and others.

Roar, looking up to the sky and hissing, a roar came from the mouth of the Two-Horned Ghost King.

"Is Fan Wuxiu you?"

Word by word, there was a deep anger and a hint of imperceptible jealousy in the voice of the Two-Horned Ghost King, but unfortunately, no one answered his question.

As soon as the sound of the piano changed, it clanged, like a golden iron horse, and swept directly towards the angry two-horned ghost king.

The war is about to break out, but under the sound of this iron-blooded qin, although the two-horned ghost king broke out with all his strength, he was still defeated and retreated, and he stood tall for a while, seeing this scene Wang Yi's pupils couldn't help but shrink slightly, with his extraordinary divine sense, Wang Yi could feel that the strength of the two-horned ghost king should be about the same as that of Jindan Zhenren, not to mention the geographical advantage of occupying the ghost tide, his strength should be raised by a point, and it should be considered good among Jindan Zhenren, but now he is easily suppressed by a piece of piano sound, so the strength of Fan Wuxiu, who has not yet been on the road, can be imagined, at least it is also a Zifu real person and the top one。

Hum, the sound of the piano dissipated, the heavens and the earth returned to calm, although the two-horned ghost king at this moment did not seem to be visibly injured, but his ghost body was much more illusory, and it was no longer solid.

"Fan Wuxiu calculates that you are ruthless, this king has admitted it this time. ”

Put down a cruel word, the two-horned ghost king rolled up the ghost tide and turned around and left without saying a word, but he was very single, seeing this scene, Wang Yi couldn't help but be slightly stunned, this is too simple.

But before he could think about it, a figure appeared in front of them, and when he looked closely, he saw that the person was about thirty, seven feet tall, and his face was like a crown of jade, he was really a beautiful man worthy of the name.

And just as Wang Yi quietly looked at the man, Fan Fei'er let out a surprised sound.

"Father, why are you here?"

At the same time, Hu Kui and the two bowed to the man and said:

"Meet the head of the house. ”

waved his hand casually, and the man looked at Fan Fei'er, who was surprised, with a blank face, and reprimanded:

"You're embarrassed to say that you dare to sneak to the ghost plain, do you know how worried your mother was when she received your distress charm?"

Although Fan Wuxiu's tone was harsh, the indulgence that was inadvertently revealed could not be concealed.

After listening to her father's reprimand, Fan Fei'er's expression changed, she lowered her head, and said in a low voice:

"Father, I knew it was wrong. ”

Fan Wuxiu looked at the aggrieved appearance of his beloved daughter, and couldn't help but sigh, all the blame melted silently, but this is also normal, after all, it is difficult for high-level monks to conceive, and Fan Wuxiu and his wife have finally got such a baby daughter, and it is normal to be a little doting.

After observing it, he found that Fan Fei'er really knew that he was wrong, Fan Wuxiu's handsome face couldn't help but show a smile, in fact, he had already arrived here, the reason why he didn't show up was to make Fan Fei'er suffer, of course, he didn't dare to let Fan Fei'er really get hurt, and when the time came, if he didn't say that he was distressed, I was afraid that he wouldn't be able to pass that level at home.

Turning his gaze and looking at Wang Yi, Fan Wuxiu opened his mouth and asked:

"I don't know where Xiaoyou's teacher is?"

Hearing this, Wang Yi's eyes moved slightly, and he replied:

"Meng Zhenren asked, the kid is a loose cultivator, and there is no teacher. ”

The voice is calm and unwavering.

"Oh. ”

Regarding Wang Yi's answer, Fan Wuxiu couldn't deny it, and he didn't know if he really believed it.

"In that case, I wonder if Xiaoyou is willing to become an elder of my Fan family?"

As soon as Fan Wuxiu said this, Fan Fei'er's face couldn't help but show surprise, and Hu Kui and the others were even brighter in their eyes, looking at Wang Yi and hating to replace him, you must know that the two of them have been fortunate to have been mixed up for so many years in the Fan family, and they are just ordinary Keqing, and there is still a long way to go before Elder Keqing.

In the Fan family, the four words of Elder Keqing are not only a title, but also a tangible benefit, not to mention the various privileges enjoyed by Elder Keqing in the Fan family, just the annual worship is a lot of income.

However, although the benefits are good, it is not a simple matter to become an elder of the Fan family, first of all, you must cultivate to at least crystallize to perfection, of course, if you have a skill, such as being good at alchemy, refining medicine, refining tools, etc., you can make an exception, and secondly, you must make outstanding contributions to the Fan family.

In fact, compared to the first point, the second point is more difficult to achieve, but now with Fan Wuxiu, the head of the Fan family, Wang Yi naturally has the qualifications to be in place in one step.

It's just that to everyone's expectations, in the face of Fan Wuxiu's personal invitation, Wang Yi did not agree, but fell into silence.

As if seeing Wang Yi's hesitation, Fan Wuxiu spoke again:

"Xiaoyou, don't worry, my Fan family doesn't have any mandatory constraints on Elder Keqing, if you want to leave by yourself when you want to. ”

Hearing this, a bright light suddenly flashed in Wang Yi's dark eyes.

In this way, the boy is blessed with the love of the real people. ”

"Hehe, I believe that Xiaoyou will not regret today's choice. ”

When he said this, Fan Wuxiu's handsome face showed a smile, obviously in a good mood, in fact, the reason why he invited Wang Yi to join the Fan family was not only because Wang Yi helped Fan Fei'er, but also because Wang Yi performed extraordinary, and he had a heart of love.

After finalizing Wang Yi's matter, Fan Wuxiu set his sights on Fan Fei'er again.

"Fei'er, since the matter has been understood, you must not stay on the ghost plain any longer, and return home immediately, you must know that your mother is already waiting at home. ”

Hearing this, Fan Fei'er couldn't help but wonder.

"Father, won't you go back with me?"

Hearing this, Fan Wuxiu shook his head and said:

"I've been at home and I've never left. How can I go back with you? This is just my primordial manifestation. ”

When the words fell, Fan Wuxiu's figure quietly dissipated, leaving only a lyre in Fan Fei'er's hands.

Seeing this scene, although Wang Yi had already noticed a little, he still couldn't help but be surprised, this Fan Wuxiu was not a Purple Mansion monk or a veritable Yuan Shen monk, you must know that although the Purple Mansion and the Yuan Shen are only one step apart, the gap between them cannot be reasoned.

Take Zhenhai Sect as an example, the reason why the Yuheng First Vein is at the bottom of the Seven Veins is because the Yuheng First Vein does not have a Yuanshen Monk in charge, and the Leopard is in the tube, which can be seen from this Yuanshen Monk's pivotal position in the cultivation realm.

Thinking of this, Wang Yi couldn't help but set his eyes on the lyre in Fan Fei'er's hand, there is no doubt that he can rely on the lyre as the Yuan Shen Monk, this lyre is absolutely extraordinary, a 100% treasure, but soon Wang Yi withdrew his gaze, although this thing is good, it is not something he can covet now.