After chatting, they came to the aisle outside the door of the house.

When Mei'er pushed open the door of her courtyard, she turned back to Zhao Fan and smiled: People's hearts are sinister, so don't let down your guard just because you heard other people's stories.

Zhao Fan smiled and nodded, then waved his hand and entered his mansion.

That Mei'er, I really misunderstood him. Titan Storm Bear listened to Mei'er's story word for word before, and the misunderstanding was solved, and he said ashamedly: Young master, it is fate to meet you, and when you leave, you can help, or help. The other party's talent is not low, but because of the constraints of flattery, he doesn't want to break the jar. If you change to a good exercise, maybe there is hope of hitting the ground level.

Well, I'll help when I think about it.

Zhao Fan said in agreement, and through Mei'er's soul fluctuations, he sensed that what the latter said was all true, including the feelings revealed, without the slightest artificiality.

Not only that, but she unilaterally and unconditionally took care of herself on the battlefield just because she looked like her younger brother, although this kind of care, in terms of Zhao Fan's strength, is like not even the meat that is stuffed between the teeth, but the affection contained in it is priceless, after knowing the real reason, this made Zhao Fan greatly moved.

Therefore, those who come to the extraterritorial wasteland are not necessarily extremely vicious, and there are many people who are forced to be cornered.

……

Zhao Fan lay on the bed, tossing and turning, unable to calm down for a long time.

This is not because of Mei'er's business, but because Feisheng has witnessed a large-scale fight for the first time since then.

There is a late stage on the ground. There are hundreds of monks at the peak of the Xuan Rank, killing and being killed, and falling...... Standing, the fear and relief when he was dying, and the excitement after the killing, all of them were like pictures, clearly appearing in Zhao Fan's mind.

The feeling is very complicated.

Life and Death, Position ......

Zhao Fan suddenly sat up as if a certain tendon had opened, took out the nameless exercises and "Creation", did not deliberately think about fusion, purely with his own feelings, and naturally outlined.

Even, his consciousness. is still up and down in the war of purpose!

When Zhao Fan came back to his senses, his eyes widened in surprise.

In such an inexplicable state, the progress of the fusion of the exercises has been perfected to the late stage of the Xuan Rank!

All of a sudden, he jumped two small steps, reaching the level of his own rank......

As the saying goes, if you have the intention to plant flowers and flowers, you will not bloom, and you should be the case if you have no intention of planting willows and willows!

Zhao Fan looked down at the two exercises with some excitement, he was greedy and wanted to fuse more while the iron was hot, but as a result, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't enter the state where he couldn't feel the passage of time.

The taste of epiphany is cool, but unfortunately, it is hard to find.

Zhao Fan sighed, then contentedly put away the exercises, leaned on the head of the bed and lifted Erlang's legs, now the rating of "Creation" has reached the late stage of the Xuan Rank, and my first dantian has also been promoted to this level in the real sense in the process of merging the exercises. From today, many of the techniques of the Great Creation Pulse can officially participate in the war!