"Are you okay?" Han Qing walked over, gently helped Lin Fan up, and asked softly.

"What can happen, it's just a bit expensive. Lin Fan waved his hand, indicating that he didn't need to care.

"I can see that whatever comes your hands on something, it has to be eye-catching. Zhang Chongran couldn't help but joke, and people who were familiar with Lin Fan also nodded in agreement, feeling the same way.

He and Xu Wei solved the opponent at the same time, and in terms of time, Lin Fan was much slower.

"What will they do next?" Xu Wei asked, saying that it was a process, but it was just an allocation of resources for the three of them.

In the face of interests, their grievances seem to be less important, at least they have been able to discuss and talk together, rather than the initial tension.

"Cast a long line to catch big fish. One word, etc. The corners of his mouth hooked up a smile, and Lin Fan deliberately played a dumb riddle.

After he finished speaking, he didn't care what everyone's expressions were, and directly cultivated cross-legged.

With his arms clasped to his chest, his fingers tapping lightly regularly, Xu Wei's eyes seemed to be open and closed, and he ignored the people around him and began to cultivate.

Zhang Chongran walked in front of the three of them, and one of them blessed a spiritual power confinement, and the tiger's eyes widened, vigilantly around.

But none of the people who came with them interfered, not because they didn't want to, but because none of them allowed it.

"I'm looking forward to what is next. Leng Xu, that is, Leng Ming's brother, touched his nose and laughed lightly.

"Xiao Ming, how did you know this Lin Fan?" he asked Leng Ming again, looking curious.

"This ......"

Leng Ming smiled awkwardly, not knowing how to speak, after all, in his opinion, the process of understanding Lin Fan was black history at all.

"What's wrong? Is there something unspeakable?" But his hesitation made Leng Xu's curiosity burst even more.

"No, it's just ......" gritted his teeth, Leng Mingxin was ruthless, and said what he thought was black history.

"I thought it was embarrassing, that's it?" Leng Xu listened, but looked disappointed.

"Yes, that's right. Leng Ming nodded, looked at Leng Xu's expression, and said frantically. "What do you mean by that disappointed look on your face?"

"Hmph. ”

Leng Xu chuckled, his eyes were deep, and he threw himself at Lin Fan. "Do you think this is black history? Then why don't you think it's a no-fight and don't know each other?"

Leng Ming was stunned, opened his mouth, couldn't speak, his head was buzzing, and there was chaos.

"You, you don't lack much, it's just self-confidence. I'm sure it's a breeze for you to pick it up again. Patting him on the shoulder, Leng Xu didn't say anything more, because someone arrived again at this time.

Listening to the footsteps is very calm and powerful, which proves that his cultivation is not inferior to that of a blood qi martial artist, and his mentality is also very stable, although he is here to save people, his momentum is not weak at all.

He walked out of the crowd, unhurried, calm and elegant, with a pair of starry eyes, with a smile, it was Ye Ye.

Lin Fan and the three of them opened their eyes for the first time and felt what the other party meant.

Zhang Chongran didn't say a word, his blood was rolling, the magic pattern was inscribed, and a domineering punch burst out, wanting to extinguish Ye Ye's arrogance.

Ye Ye just stood like that, not dodging or dodging, until Zhang Chongran's fist mark entered half a meter around him, and he didn't react.

He shook twice quickly, and his feet moved slightly, and the whole person instantly became illusory, and the fist mark directly penetrated the past, or hit the afterimage.