Chapter Ninety-Nine: The Treasure
"That'...... Can I go now?"
The man looked at Yang Fan in horror and said cautiously. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ο½ο½ο½Uο½Eγ info The only thing he has on his mind now is to leave this place quickly, leave Yang Fan, the devil!
"Where are you going?" Yang Fan sneered.
"Ahh......h I've already said what I need to say, and I really don't know the rest, so just let me go. Seeing that the matter was not so easy to settle, the man couldn't help but be more anxious, and tears flowed out instantly.
It is unimaginable that a cultivator is so afraid of death, it is really a shame for you in the Ancient Realm! Yang Fan glanced at him with disdain, his eyes full of disdain.
"The message you gave me isn't of much value, it doesn't cost you your life. β
Obviously, Yang Fan meant that he didn't intend to let him go like this, which the man never expected. He's just a little shrimp, is it worth Yang Fan's shot?
"Don't! don't kill me! I ...... I'm still useful, use me! I can do anything for you. β
The man puffed, and knelt down for Yang Fan in front of him, and his sense of survival was very strong. Maybe now Yang Fan said that he would do it if he asked him to eat.
"What do you have for me to take advantage of?"
Yang Fan said coldly, he didn't care about anything, what ancient family, what triumvirate, what kind of benefits could he give himself if he knew their details?
"I ...... Let me tell you that our family has a piece of treasure! A snow lotus that is tens of thousands of years old can cure all kinds of diseases! But there are not many people who have seen this thing in the body of the ancestors. β
The man was flustered for a while, and blurted out something interesting in his mind, not daring to bargain with Yang Fan at all.
Tens of thousands of years of snow lotus? A hint of surprise flashed in Yang Fan's eyes, this thing can be regarded as a treasure. If it is really like what he said, then even if it is a cheat, a cheat, and a robbery, he will have to bring this snow lotus back.
Because there are so many things that this tens of thousands of years of snow lotus can make him do! For example, Wang Zhengtian's leg injury can be used to help him recover. And if you take it yourself, you can also make your cultivation go further.
However, the ancestor who guarded this 10,000-year-old snow lotus must also be a powerful figure. Things didn't go as smoothly as they thought.
Yang Fan asked, "Then do you know where your ancestors are?"
The man nodded vigorously, and hurriedly replied: "It's in the back mountain cemetery of our Tianping Mountain Villa, but it has all been sealed, and every three years, the old ancestor will only come out of the customs." β
These ancient families are really strange enough, they are really in retreat like the ancients, and they are not afraid of starving themselves to death. Yang Fan smiled inwardly, thinking of the old man who raised him, I don't know if he is also in retreat? But with his perverted cultivation, retreat is probably meaningless.
"That's all you know?"
Yang Fan looked at the man and said.
The man nodded and said, "Now...... Now you can let me go, right?"
"Well, let's go. β
Yang Fan nodded, sideways and moved out of the way.
Then your man was overjoyed. Finally able to leave, and if he stayed with Yang Fan for a second longer, he felt that he was trembling all over.
"Thank you, thank you, hero. β
After a few thanks, the man ran out in a panic, completely ignoring the life or death of his other companion. Now, who cares if he lives or dies?
"Heh......"
NaΓ―ve people, in real times, often do not go well. For example, the current situation. Not long after the man ran out, Yang Fan behind him had already shown an evil smile, looking a little cautious.
"Whoosh!"
"Poof!"
Yang Fan kicked the man who was beaten half to death by himself, and then turned around and flew away, and the sword slashed through the sky, instantly entering the man's defenseless body.
"Hmm!"
The man, who was rejoicing in his heart for his successful escape, suddenly shook his body, his eyes widened, he lowered his head, and looked at the scarlet sword body drilled out of his stomach in disbelief, and a large amount of blood flowed out of his stomach like a stream.
"You ......"
He slowly raised his head, his eyes were bloodshot, and he looked at the figure not far away very unwillingly.
"Don't look at me like that, I didn't kill you, but this sword. Yang Fan turned a blind eye to his eyes and said lightly.
"Poof!"
When the man heard this, he looked up to the sky and spat out a mouthful of blood, his eyes fell to the ground, he convulsed twice, and he didn't move, and he died.
Yang Fan patted the dust on his body, and stepped up to the top of the mountain without looking back. The warm-up is over, and business is coming.
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"Sand ......"
What no one knows is that at the foot of the mountain at this moment, two business vehicles have also stopped here, and a group of people who were fighting with Yang Fan just last night are here. They quietly walked behind Yang Fan, and only now did they reach their destination.
The two commercial vehicles opened, and fifteen or sixteen uniformed men stepped out of the cars in full armor. The one who stepped back was the woman with the hat pressed very low.
"Boss, the person is not in the car, it should have gone up. β
The thin man came to the woman's side and whispered. His face was bruised and swollen, and his wounds had not yet healed.
The woman did not speak, glanced up at the top of the mountain, and stepped forward.
The thin man immediately understood, waved his hand at the people behind him, and said, "Prepare guys, prepare to catch turtles in the urn!"
"Good!"
The people of the dragon's tooth are also heading to the top of the mountain. This is something that Yang Fan doesn't know.
Standing on the highest rock, Yang Fan looked at it, and his face gradually turned cold.
Ahead, there is a small basin, surrounded by steep rocks, like a knife. Directly opposite, a large mountain lodge is built between the cliffs.
What was terrifying was that on the basin of the platform, there were nearly a thousand people, just like the two I met just now, they were all dressed in ancient clothes, they were all ancient warriors, and they were all members of the ancient heavenly family!
Looking at this driving, they are obviously the meeting gift arranged by Bai Zihe for himself.
On a pavilion on the cliff of the villa, several figures stood there, one of which was very dazzling to Yang Fan.
Because this person is skinny, as if he doesn't have any flesh, and his eyes are very cold, who is this not Bai Zihe?
"Bai Zihe!
Yang Fan's eyes were red, and his two fists were already clenched, like a lion about to go berserk. He roared angrily and strode forward with thousands of horses.
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