Xiao Fan took out the magic crystal from the storage ring and put it on the table, like a freshly baked bun, bubbling with black demonic energy, which attracted Cong Ya's gaze at the past, and stared at the magic crystal that seemed to contain huge energy with peach blossom-like eyes that walked quickly.

Wei Tiantian on the side was like a puppet without joy or sorrow, and his eyes could no longer be taken off the magic crystal.

After a long time, Cong Ya poured a big sip of wine, her lips slightly opened, a strong smell of wine spewed out, her eyebrows tightened, her slender and delicate fingers gently swiped the magic crystal, and said slowly: "This is not the crystallization of the ancient gods, but the magic crystal." ”

Although Xiao Fan knew it a long time ago, he still pretended to be surprised and surprised: "Impossible! With such a powerful energy fluctuation, I'm afraid only the legendary ancient god crystals can be released, could it be that the famous young master of the Red Sleeve Pavilion wants to trick me into a young man?"

Cong Ya covered her mouth and smiled lightly and waved her hand slightly, signaling Wei Tiantian to go down, but the latter couldn't help but stand up without the slightest reaction and said, "Tiantian, help me close the door." ”

"Ahh ”

Cong Ya looked at Wei Tiantian, who was acting a little strangely, and said to Xiao Fan with a smile: "What kind of ecstasy soup did you pour into Tiantian, this situation has never happened before." ”

"How dare I, but since she touched the magic crystal, she has become a little strange, I am afraid that she will be confused by this strange crystal, and if the cultivation of the Venerable Realm is ...... The consequences are unimaginable, and it doesn't hurt to be more vigilant,"

Xiao Fan spread his hands and shook his head.

Cong Ya's peach blossom eyes narrowed slightly, and after thinking about it, he immediately denied: "Do you mean that this magic crystal has lost the state of mind of Wei Tiantian, a Venerable Realm monk?

These words made Xiao Fan speechless, thinking about it, why did he question the monk who was much stronger than himself? He couldn't help but show a helpless smile, and he had already reminded him of what he should say and what he shouldn't say, maybe it was really his own delusion.

Cong Ya ignored the demonic energy emitted by the magic crystal, put it in his hand and played: "This is not the ancient god crystal, you will stay in the Red Sleeve Pavilion for the next ten years." ”

"No kidding, how can you be sure that this is not an ancient god crystal, but some kind of bullshit magic crystal? How do I know you're not lying to me. ”

Xiao Fan stood up and looked at Cong Ya with a playful face, with a somewhat stiff smile on his face, and retorted directly.

"You see the black gas emitted from its surface, which makes people feel desperate, painful, and depressed, and if it's not the demon crystal, what is it, doesn't my brother want to admit it?"

Cong Ya reached out and grabbed Xiao Fan's hand, hugged him directly, and said in her ear with a slight smell of wine: "If you don't admit it, my sister won't let you go easily." ”

The hot breath blowing through his ears made Xiao Fan take two steps back in a hurry, his cheeks flushed and panting to calm his mood, and after a while, he directly picked up the magic crystal on the table: "Since my sister appreciates it so much, then I will take the magic crystal away, and I will come to the Red Sleeve Pavilion early tomorrow morning, and it will only be ten years in a hurry." When he said this, he had already begun to gamble, betting on the rarity of such a magic crystal, and his heart was pounding.

"Okay, I'll wait for you tomorrow, don't think about escaping the forces of the Red Sleeve Pavilion, even Ji Tianming doesn't dare to talk to me loudly. Cong Ya smiled and didn't seem to care.

The cold sweat on Xiao Fan's head poured out all of a sudden, and when he turned around, he could hear the sound of air flowing down his nose and inhaling into his lungs in the silence of the room.

When he walked to the door, Xiao Fan grabbed the doorknob with one hand and brought it to the door, and when there was a gap, Cong Ya's voice suddenly came: "I'm afraid of you, although this magic crystal is not as precious as the ancient god crystal, but it is also a rare treasure, the magic crystal stayed, and promised to help me do three things in the future, even if you understand this matter?"

A drop of cold sweat slid down Xiao Fan's cheeks, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly: "I can only promise you one thing, if not, forget it." ”

"Okay!" Cong Ya didn't even hesitate and responded directly, which made Xiao Fan feel calculated.

Xiao Fan turned around, put the magic crystal on the table, looked at the charming man with a smile, and was angry, before he could react, a gust of fragrant wind swept Cong Ya's red lips and imprinted on his cheeks, and for a moment, his body tensed and froze, and when he came back to his senses, he fled and left the Red Sleeve Pavilion.

Cong Ya, who was leaning against the corner, took a sip of wine, touched her cheek, put her hand on her chest and muttered: "Why is my face a little hot, and my heartbeat is a little fast, it seems that I must be a little drunk if I can't drink." As he spoke, the wine gourd in his hand was casually thrown to the ground, but his eyes were staring at the door......

Xiao Fan casually found an inn and planned to go to the academy after a few days of rest, just lying on the bed, I saw Peng Chong directly push the door in, walked in front of him, looked at it carefully from beginning to end, and shouted: "I know that things are not so simple, the group of people in the Red Sleeve Pavilion can't wait to peel off a layer of skin when they see that they are penniless, let alone you, how about it this month, right? The matter is done? What are the requirements they make? In the month you left, I tossed and turned in bed and couldn't sleep all the time. ”

Listening to Peng Chong's questioning like a cannon, Xiao Fan's heart warmed: "Old Peng, what do you think I can do? ”

"Well, I'm relieved if it's okay, okay, I'm sleepy, so I'll go first. ”

Peng Chongmo nodded in a daze, walked out and closed the door, Xiao Fan breathed a sigh of relief, stretched out his limbs and lay on the bed in large characters, and fell asleep unconsciously.

After a full night's sleep from sunrise to sunrise, Xiao Fan slowly woke up, stretched lazily and yawned, and then simply washed up and went to Goshawk Academy.

Along the way, the originally noisy streets were deserted, and the doors of the shops on both sides of the road were closed one by one.

The man in front of him stopped. ”

When Xiao Fan was wondering, a heart-filled shout suddenly came from behind him, and he couldn't help but turn around and see a team of about ten officers and soldiers.

"Come with us, boy. The leader-looking man stepped forward, with a hideous scar on his face that went all the way to the corner of his mouth, and said commandingly.

"Why?" Xiao Fan asked lightly.

The leader's eyebrows raised suddenly, and he took a step forward The cultivation of the first level of the Xuanhuang Realm burst out, and his right hand suddenly reached out and grabbed Xiao Fan's neck.