Chapter 49: A Half-Year Appointment

"Su Fan, why are you here, didn't you say that you should go to the martial arts arena and wait for us?" Seeing Su Fan appear, several pavilion elders said anxiously, smelling that people were drunk and came to him this time.

"It's okay, just meet this senior sister. Su Fan smiled indifferently and was fearless, but the silver needles on his back made him look a little funny.

In the back room, after several pavilion elders left, Su Fan did not go to the martial arts arena, but followed after pondering. He heard the conversation between the elders and Wen Ren drunk just now, and he was a little resentful in his heart, this Wen Ren was too arrogant.

"You are Su Fan, and you don't have three heads and six arms. Hearing that people were drunk, his voice was cold, he held his hands behind his back, and looked at Su Fan with a very arrogant expression.

"It's Su Fan down there, I don't know what the senior sister is doing at night when she breaks into the Sword Pavilion?" Su Fan said neither humbly nor arrogantly, his first impression of this senior sister was not very good.

"I'm here for you, I want to see what kind of three-headed and six-armed god this junior brother of mine is, I saw it just now, but that's it. She stared at Su Fan condescendingly.

I have to say that although this senior sister has a proud personality, she is really good looking and has an excellent posture. The royal blue costume highlights the concave and convex figure to the fullest, and it is beautiful in the world.

But her arrogant personality made Su Fan a little uncomfortable, and when she heard her sarcastic herself, Su Fan still spoke unhurriedly, and said, "Now that I've seen it, can I leave the Sword Pavilion?"

"Why should I leave? I also want to see Senior Brother Su's ability, why can I replace this girl. Smelling people drunk, he still said coldly and arrogantly.

"How does Senior Sister want to see?" Su Fan replied calmly, with no waves in his eyes.

"This doesn't need to be asked, you and I have a fight, so you can naturally see it at a glance. ”

Hearing that people were drunk, his eyes were cold, and he suddenly clenched the three-foot Qingfeng in his hand.

Several pavilion elders hurriedly stepped forward to block Su Fan, and among them, the short-tempered pavilion elders shouted: "This is the Sword Pavilion, you don't have to be too rampant when you smell people drunk, otherwise we will take you down and hand you over to the sect master." ”

"Qiang!" Wen Renzhui drew out his long sword, pointed obliquely at the ground, the tip of the sword swallowed the cold sword light, did not speak, but showed his attitude with practical actions

"Senior sister, listen to me. Su Fan hurriedly dissuaded, if a few people fought, it would be difficult to handle things, after all, the other party was the daughter of the sect master.

"Needless to say, let me see the majesty of the Sword Pavilion today. Hearing the drunkenness, he didn't squint, and stared at a few elders.

"We admit that you are very talented, but now you are a little more tender. The fiery Pavilion elder smiled.

"Don't, don't, don't! Wait a minute, let me talk to her. "Su Fan has a headache, none of these people are fuel-efficient lamps.

Elder Ge glanced at Su Fan and thought, "This kid seems to be a little cowardly." But he still nodded and agreed to let Su Fan speak.

"Senior sister, you see that the junior brother is still shallow now, and he has been sealed by several pavilion elders, even if the senior sister wins me. That's not disgraceful, and if you want to do it with a few elders, Senior Sister......"

"There is only one final result, that is, being captured by several pavilion elders and brought to the sect master, this will damage your face, senior sister, don't you say?"

Su Fan was clever and clearly explained the pros and cons.

After hearing this, he showed a thoughtful expression, thought for a while, and said coldly: "Then what do you say? If you don't give me an explanation today, I won't be able to swallow this breath no matter what." ”

"So I want to make a bet with you, Senior Sister. Su Fan smiled slightly and said.

"What bet?"

"Half a year later, you will fight, and the winner will represent the Sword Pavilion in the Four Pavilion Competition. Su Fan's words were sonorous and powerful, and his eyes were firmly looking at Wen Ren.

"Dare!"

Wen Rendrunk was suddenly a little stunned, she originally looked down on this so-called junior brother, but at this moment, she suddenly understood why the Sword Pavilion chose Su Fan.

"Su Fan can't!" Several pavilion bosses were shocked, Su Fan hadn't melted yet, and Wen Ren was drunk and had reached the realm of the six elephants, and the two were like clouds and mud.

"A few pavilion elders rest assured, as the saying goes, people fight for a breath, and the Buddha fights for a stick of incense, and I will fight for the Sword Pavilion for this breath!" Su Fan said unswervingly, and he could see it in the past two days, and the Sword Pavilion couldn't be better at treating him well.

He is not an ungrateful person, since the Sword Pavilion treats him like this, he will also try his best to repay the Sword Pavilion, and now when he hears that people are drunk and come to the Sword Pavilion to make trouble, he helps the Sword Pavilion get this breath.

"Okay! I underestimated you, just this courage, I will fulfill you, don't blame me for being careless when the time comes. Wen Ren was drunk, and there was a hint of appreciation in his eyes - this Su Fan was a little interesting.

Suddenly, an idea popped up in Wen Ren's mind, which made the corners of her mouth rise slightly unconsciously, and her lips opened lightly: "But I have one more request." ”

"What requirements?" Su Fanmei frowned, what is this witch going to do?

"Just now you only said that the winner represents the Sword Pavilion, what about the person who loses?" Wen Ren's eyes flashed, and he spoke.

Su Fan thought for a while, and felt that he should want to say something when he was drunk, so he said, "What do you think?"

"If you lose, give me three years of retinue, bring me tea and pour water, so that you can't go west. Smell the drunkenness with a playful smile on his face.

"No, it's absolutely not going to work!"

Before Su Fan could say anything, the pavilion elder on the side disagreed, Su Fan was the person they had chosen, how could he serve tea and water to others, even if the other party was the daughter of the sect master.

"If you don't agree, this bet will be voided, and you will have to ask for an explanation today." Wen Ren's face changed, and he said coldly.

"Okay! I agreed, but if you lose, you will also be my attendant for three years, and bring me tea and water. Su Fan said, his eyes full of absolute confidence.

Wen Rendrunk hesitated after hearing it, but seeing Su Fan's expression, he no longer hesitated in his heart when he thought that he had not yet melted the Dao, and said: "A word is a certainty, half a year later, the Blood Rose Martial Arts Arena will compete in a showdown!" Wen Rendrunk turned around and walked out, leaving only a beautiful back.

"Su Fan, you are careless, half a year is not enough!"

After hearing that the people were drunk and left, a pavilion elder sighed and said to Su Fan.

"It's okay, a few elders, half a year, that's enough. ”

Su Fan smiled confidently and thought to himself: "With such good resources, if you can't even get a person drunk, how can you be worthy of the cultivation of the Sword Pavilion for him." ”

"Alas, I'll go and discuss with the pavilion master, what should I do about this?" A pavilion elder couldn't help but sigh again when he saw Su Fan's appearance.

Several other pavilion elders were also at a loss, and they all felt that Su Fan's newborn calf was not afraid of tigers, his experience was too shallow, and he was too impulsive.

After a few pavilion elders left, Su Fan returned to the room prepared for him by the Sword Pavilion and made it on the bed. With a thought, he entered the sword space, took out a bottle of Source Dao Liquid from the Qiankun bag and put it in his hand.

Before leaving, he asked several pavilion elders to unlock the spiritual platform, saying that they should hurry up and cultivate, and the pavilion elders were also very happy to untie it, and even a little relieved that Su Fan was willing to work hard.

"I heard that this can speed up cultivation. Su Fan played with the bottle, won the first place in the ranking battle, and got fifteen bottles of Source Dao Liquid.

"Try it. Then he opened a bottle, leaned over and smelled it, and a rich fragrance spread between his noses.

"Gollum!" raised his head and took a big sip, the source channel liquid flowed down the stream, rushing into the spirit platform, Su Fan hurriedly held his breath and concentrated.

Practicing the source channel liquid with all his might, the night passed like this.

This night, Su Fan stayed in the sword space for thirty hours, and ten hours had just passed outside, thirty hours.

After thirty hours, Su Fan had just refined a bottle of Source Dao liquid.

"At this rate, it will take four bottles to reach the ninefold peak of the Spirit Dao. Su Fan calculated, "It's only fifteen bottles, it's not enough." ”

"Knock knock!"

Su Fan was still thinking that the fifteen bottles of Source Dao Liquid were not enough, could he get a few bottles from where, when someone knocked on the door, and it seemed that he was going to be tortured.

"Alas!" sighed lightly, did not resist, got up and pushed the door open, and there were two disciples of the Sword Pavilion standing outside the door.

Before they could speak, Su Fan took the lead and said, "I don't need you to hold me, I can go by myself." ”

When the two Sword Pavilion disciples saw Su Fan's appearance and remembered Su Fan's screams yesterday, they couldn't help but laugh out loud,

Su Fan held back the embarrassment, walked in front, and walked towards the martial arts arena.

After a while, they arrived at the martial arts arena, and several pavilion elders were already waiting in the martial arts arena.

It's just that several pavilion elders didn't have yesterday's relaxed freehand, but their faces were solemn, which made Su Fan shudder.