In fact, Wen Fan had already expected that this beautiful and stupid lovely dean would not continue to practice, who could be calm when he was highly poisoned. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Even if he really continues to practice, he will definitely not be able to move the real character, if he really beats Wen Fan to death, who will refine the unwarranted antidote.

The dean really snorted coldly and said, "Forget about today's trial, you will refine the antidote for me immediately!"

"Yes, Master Master, please go slowly, go back and take a fragrant bath and sleep well!

"Flim Flam!"

Wen Fan's flamboyant tongue is not innate, this is to match the second-rate shape that Ren Million gave him.

The dean was obviously accustomed to Wen Fan's shameless behavior, so he just took a sip and turned back to the treehouse.

Wen Fan looked at the curvaceous figure of the dean and swallowed his saliva, and secretly said in his heart that this female madman is really a rare stunner, but it is a pity that she is so cold and ruthless.

If it weren't for the shape of this second-rate person that affected Wen Fan's overall temperament, Wen Fan might even fantasize that the female dean would be emotional.

Wen Fan suddenly remembered that he didn't know the name of this female madman, so he shouted at the back of the dean: "Master Master, I don't know the name of Lord Master yet, please tell Master Master, and in the future, I will walk the Creation God Continent to tell others to spread the good name of Master Venerable!"

Originally, Wen Fan just asked casually, and did not expect to really get a response.

But when he saw the dean stop, he said softly: "If someone asks you who your master is, you will say that it is Wei'er, or ...... Forget it......"

After finishing speaking, he went back to the tree house, and Wen Fan stood in a daze for a long time, constantly muttering the name Wei'er.

The person is beautiful, the name is also beautiful, it is really perfect, the only drawback is that the IQ is not enough.

Although the dean returned to the treehouse, Wen Fan knew that the dean would definitely secretly observe him to see if he could refine the antidote.

Turning around and picking up the big iron pot that had been thrown over by the dean before, Wen Fan returned to the bamboo forest.

Back in the bamboo forest, Chinese Fan suddenly came to his senses, just now that the dean said his name, then he admitted that it was his master, so why not go to the stone house, why blow the cold wind in this bamboo forest.

She didn't dare to actually kill people anyway.

Thinking of this, Wen Fan laughed happily, with a lewd face.

Carrying a large iron pot to the stone house, he set up a simple stove in the house, and then squinted his eyes and thought for a while about how to prepare this non-existent antidote.

There are a lot of medicinal herbs growing in the bamboo forest, and some are even very rare and rare to grow for more than 10,000 years, but Wen Fan doesn't want to use those things.

After thinking about it for a while, he had an idea, but he still went to the small river to catch a dozen fish, and dug up some bamboo shoots in the bamboo forest, and prepared some rations for himself first.

Then he caught an ordinary demon snake on the edge of the cliff that had not cultivated to the level of scattered immortals, skinned the demon snake and cleaned it up, set up a fire to escape, and roasted the demon snake until it was golden and fragrant.

As soon as the roasted snake was finished, he heard a sudden sound of drinking from outside the house.

"Little thief! I thought you were refining the antidote, but it turned out to be a roasted snake to eat! You really are lying to me!"

Wen Fan had already paid great attention, and his divine consciousness had been paying attention to the situation outside, but he didn't know when the dean appeared outside the stone house.

Before the dean's words fell, he had already entered the stone house, and when he stood at the door, a faint aroma came into Wen Fan's nose.

Wen Fan kept thinking about the roasted snake meat in his hand, and said in his mouth: "Master Master, how do you know that I have not refined the antidote, this roast snake meat is not just for a full stomach, do you think I want to eat it? How can I have that blessing, I am prepared for Master Master!"

"This roasted snake meat...... Is it the antidote?" said the dean, looking incredulous.

Wen Fanqing coughed, "Cough, Master Master, this roasted snake meat is made of a century-old five-poison snake, which is specially used to detoxify the poison in the Seven Poisons and Seven Absolute Powders, and I am planning to send it to the tree house for Lord Shizun!"

"Really?" the dean believed most of the time, but his eyes were fixed on the grilled fish.

Wen Fan smiled secretly in his heart when he saw it, and secretly said that this is really a genuine foodie, as soon as he smelled the aroma of roasted snake meat, he came, who came to ask what antidote, I am afraid that as long as there is something delicious, it is okay not to eat the antidote.

"Master Master, this roast snake meat is just right, the meat is white and tender and fragrant, please enjoy it!"

Wen Fan handed the roasted snake to the dean and couldn't help but swallow his saliva.

The dean took the roast snake meat and looked at it very indifferently, leaned over to his nose and sniffed it, then nodded, raised it to his mouth to eat, but found that Wen Fan's eyes were staring straight at it.

"Look at it!

Wen Fan swallowed a big mouthful of saliva, turned around and sighed very reluctantly, and said: "Alas, I was wronged for refining the antidote with good intentions, and my life was too difficult for me to live this day, and you didn't let me eat such a thing." ”

I only heard a very slight chewing sound behind me, but suddenly I heard the dean snort, as if he had spit out a mouthful of snake meat.

Wen Fan was stunned, isn't this snake meat not delicious?

"Wenlin! You lie to me again! These five poisonous snakes are highly poisonous, wouldn't it be even more poisonous if I eat them!"

Wen Fan breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Master Master, haven't you heard of fighting poison with poison? The seven poisons and seven absolute powders are unparalleled in the world, and of course, the detoxification method is also different from the ordinary poison pill!"

"Oh......"

There was another chewing sound behind him, Wen Fan swallowed saliva again and again, and secretly ruthless in his heart, sooner or later he would throw this female madman to the ground, first that and then that.

He was gritting his teeth, when suddenly a fragrant smell came from his nose, and when he tilted his head, he saw fingers as white and tender as green onions stretching out from above his shoulders, and half a skewer of roast snake meat in his hand.

"You thief may not be lying to me, you eat this half of the skewers, if you are poisoned, you will also be poisoned!"

Wen Fan took the roasted snake meat and turned to look at the dean, this was the first time that the two were so close to each other, and there was only an intoxicating woman's fragrance in their noses.

It turned out that the dean had returned to the treehouse and had taken a shower......

The hair was still a little wet, and the water droplets on the tips of the hair soaked a large piece of clothing on the chest, and a snow-white chest was faintly seen undulating slightly.

Wen Fan's heart beat like a drum, and his eyes straightened.

When I wanted to look down again, I was noticed by the dean, and I only felt that half of my face had been slapped with a numbness.

"You little thief is really looking for death!"

Although Wen Fan had five more marks on his face, he felt inexplicably excited, as if this slap had sublimated him from the enjoyment of his gaze to the excitement of his flesh......

"Dean, it's so comfortable...... Come on, let's slap this side in the face......"

Wen Fan was slapped on the left cheek and took the initiative to send the right cheek, this is not that Wen Fan deliberately pretended to be a second-rate, this is really his true thoughts in his heart.

The dean smiled, wiped the oil from his lips lightly, and said, "You little thief likes to be beaten, don't you?

Wen Fan scratched his head and secretly scolded himself, did he have masochistic tendencies......?

The dean's words were already very straightforward, and the implication was that he had already recognized Wen Fan, a disciple.

After eating a few grilled strips and a pot of bamboo shoot fish soup, coupled with this invincible roasted snake meat, he had already deceived this female madman, and Wen Fan felt a sense of pride and pride in his heart.

This female dean, the future master of the master, is a typical example of a real person with long hair and short knowledge, big chest and no brain.

Wen Fanqing coughed twice, knelt on the ground with a solemn expression, and kowtowed respectfully three times.

This move startled the dean, and he took two steps back and asked, "Little thief, what kind of trick are you!"

Wen Fan raised his head and said: "Master Master, Wen Lin salutes Lord Master, my admiration for Master is like the boundless Creation God Continent, and it is like a continuous river!

The dean was stunned and said, "I, I, I didn't say that I would accept you as a disciple, and the ten-day trial is not over yet!"

Wen Fan kowtowed three more times and said, "Master Master, of course the ten-day trial cannot be avoided, but please accept the disciple from the master, even if the disciple dies in the hands of the master, it should be the disciple of the master!"

This time, Wen Fan didn't get up, and waited for a pillar of incense before he heard the dean sigh lightly.

"Alas...... That's it, there are not 10,000 people who come to my Silent Moon Cliff and want to worship me as a teacher, but there are no ones like you, you get up. ”

Wen Fan was overjoyed but still didn't get up, looked up at the dean with a burning gaze, and asked excitedly, "Has Master Venerable agreed to accept me as a disciple?"

"Well, you get up, from today onwards, you will be my official disciple, and this stone house will be where you will live and cultivate in the future!"

"Thank you, Master!" Wen Fan stood up and bowed deeply, this time his eyes were full of respect, and the obscenity of the second-rate man disappeared.

"Well......" the dean said, "Since you have become my official disciple, then you need to have a title, Rong Benzun think about it." ”

Wen Fan said excitedly: "Master, I have become your disciple now, then I am the eldest disciple, right?

The dean was bowing his head and pondering, and when he heard this, his face changed, and he frowned: "No, you are not my eldest disciple, but my second disciple......"

"Oh?" Wen Fan was very curious and asked, "Master, didn't everyone who came here to apprentice have been killed by Master Shizun?

The dean's face sank like frost, and he said coldly: "In the future, you are not allowed to mention this again, and you are not allowed to ask, I thought of your title, the position of the deity in the temple is the six-winged divine envoy, and the disciples under the seat are the temple guards, and the junior rank of the ninth order title of the guards is the fighter, I thought of a word, your title is the letter, are you satisfied?"

To be continued