Wen Fanzheng said that the more he made up, the smoother he became, but he was frightened by the dean's interruption and forgot all about it, and then looked at the dean with an innocent face, showing an expression as if he had been wronged. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfor?anw?e?nw?ww．

The dean's gaze seemed to have already seen through Wen Fan's heart, and he once again returned to that lofty posture, and after glancing at Wen Fan coldly, he turned around, and the blinking Mrs. Gong had already stood in front of the tree house dozens of feet away.

"You're lucky that you didn't die today! You're still the first person who wants to apprentice and can see the sun the next day with me, but you're going to die tomorrow, and I'm telling you, since you're here, you're not allowed to leave, and you can't stay in a stone house tonight!

When Wen Fan heard this, he secretly scolded this woman in his heart, but he said: "Master, we had an agreement just now, if I lose, of course, I will be killed by Shizun and thrown under the cliff to feed the eagle, but I am not defeated......"

The dean said coldly: "Anyway, you will die sooner or later, so you don't have to worry about such a trivial matter." ”

Wen Fan said unconvinced: "That's not right, I will die if I lose, but Shizun himself said, if I win, you will worship me as Shizun! Of course, I will never allow such a thing to happen, although I used the charm of the eye to make Shizun lose his hand, but it can't be said to be a victory, that is a draw! I think at least there must be some reward, right? Even if it is Shizun's side of the Champa, it can be regarded as a relationship...... Uh, a token of the status of master and apprentice!"

"Poor mouth, you better think about how you will die tomorrow! If you say one more thing, I will kill you now!"

Wen Fan smiled secretly in his heart, feeling that this dean was not so terrible, so he said with a smile: "Shizun is angry......! Master, rest in peace, don't worry about me, although the wind on this cliff is a little colder, I will definitely be able to hold on, even if I want to die, I have to die at the hands of Shizun and not be frozen to death!"

Seeing that the dean's pretty face was slightly red and angry, Wen Fan hurriedly retreated with a smile, walked to the stone house and looked back, and saw that the dean was still staring at him, so he walked away.

Although the night view on the edge of this cliff is incomparably beautiful, and all kinds of glowing flowers and plants blink like elves, Wen Fan has no intention of enjoying the scenery.

In desperation, I could only follow the path in front of the stone house and walked into the bamboo forest, the scenery in the bamboo forest was so beautiful that it was no wonder that the dean wanted to meditate in this bamboo forest.

Wen Fan walked around the bamboo forest and found that a bamboo mat with a square foot was placed in the middle of the bamboo forest.

"Fortunately, it's not bad to sleep on this bamboo mat for the night, and it's also a beautiful thing to see the bamboo forest at night!" Wen Fan sat on the bamboo mat with a muttering to himself.

There was still a faint fragrance on the bamboo mat, Wen Fan raised his nose vigorously and sniffed it, closed his eyes and couldn't help but think about it.

At first, Wen Fan still fantasized about sitting opposite the dean, and the two fell in love with each other in the bamboo forest at first sight, but later Wen Fan gradually entered the realm of cultivation.

This cultivation time passed quickly, and when Wen Fan opened his eyes again, it was already dawn.

Wen Fan stretched his waist and walked out of the bamboo forest, and he smelled a fragrant smell, as if someone was making tea.

It turns out that the dean also likes to drink tea, but she is a woman with a clean and elegant style, maybe the dean's viciousness is disguised.

Wen Fan's heart was confused and looked around, and saw that the big tree loomed in the early morning mist, and the crisp cries of birds were pleasant, as if it was a fairyland.

The door of the stone house was still open, Wen Fan walked into the stone house to get water and washed it simply, secretly admiring Ren Wan's skillful disguise technique, and the color of his face and hair did not fade after washing.

Because the stone house was for formal disciples, Wen Fan didn't dare to stay too long, and when he walked out of the stone house, he stood under the big tree and looked up.

"Master Master, disciple Wenlin has asked for peace to Master!"

"Hmph!" said the dean's nice voice, and a graceful figure appeared in front of the treehouse.

Wen Fan's eyes lit up, and today's dean changed his outfit, which turned out to be a snow-white long dress, with his long hair untied and hanging straight down his waist.

"Goo-goo-goo-"

Wen Fan couldn't help but look stunned, and swallowed his saliva again and again.

"Bold! and violating the disciple's ban!" said the dean, angrily.

Wen Fan was startled, and hurriedly lowered his head, fiddling with the corners of his clothes like a child who had done something wrong.

"Master, for some reason, I actually felt thirsty and hungry after arriving at the Creation God Continent, this must be overworked during the competition with Master Zun yesterday, I think today's competition must be canceled!

Lord Dean was silent for a moment, and then said slowly: "The Creation God Continent is different from the Phantom Blue Continent where you lived before, you used to cultivate to the Scattered Immortal Realm without eating, drinking, or sleeping, but the Creation God Continent is different, people here must eat three meals a day and rest. ”

Wen Fan was puzzled when he heard this, and asked, "The Creation God Continent is more than six...... It's more advanced than the Phantom Blue Continent, why can't you reach the realm of Bigu here?"

The dean looked into the distance and said quietly: "This is because of the influence of that mysterious power, you don't understand it, forget it, you will naturally understand it in the future." ”

Wen Fan nodded and said, "Oh, since that's the case, Master, then I'll honestly retreat and cultivate!"

"Retreat and cultivation? What you think is beautiful!" The dean was furious and said, "You don't pass my trial, so you want to retreat and practice here? Today's trial will be on time! If you are thirsty and hungry, you can figure it out by yourself! Anyway, I will kill you tonight at that time!"

Wen Fan stretched out his tongue, put on a bitter gourd face and sighed, and said weakly: "Master, don't be angry, I just said it casually, Master, I want to know how many disciples you have?"

"I don't have any disciples!" the dean said coldly, turning around and entering the treehouse.

Wen Fan's face was shocked, there are so many people who come to the Academy of Theologies, so there will be many people who come to worship the dean as a teacher, wouldn't they all be killed by the dean of the madhouse?

Thinking of this Wen Fan's backbone, the dean's murderous aura was too heavy, which was obviously too much in contrast to her beauty.

Wen Fan couldn't help but feel a little depressed when he thought that there were five or six hours before the next trial, and turned around and said loudly as he walked: "Then if you want to kill me, you won't be fed, I'll kill again, even if you give me a sip of tea to drink, it's best to invite me to your tree house to sit and talk about your ideals in life......

"Shut up!"

There was an angry shout from the tree house, and the frightened Wen Fan shrank his neck and hurriedly ran into the bamboo forest.

Wen Fan returned to the bamboo forest and secretly calculated that he was going to eat and drink on the Creation God Continent, so it was no different from ordinary people?

This is really troublesome, since it is necessary to eat and drink, it is inevitable to pull and urinate, which is simply a great trouble for cultivators.

Wen Fan suddenly thought about what if one of the two masters was in a life-and-death contest, and one of them suddenly had a nervous or bad stomach?

Will the other party give you time to solve it? Maybe it's going to pee in your pants...... If it's more serious, maybe you will take out the yellow soft dark device from under your crotch and throw it at the other party.

The more Wen Fan thought about it, the more disgusting he felt, he didn't expect the Creation God Continent to be like this.

Thinking that those beautiful women also have to eat and pull, Wen Fan felt that it was too boring, which simply made a woman no longer perfect.

In any case, you have to find something to eat for the evening competition, otherwise you will die of hunger.

But after turning around in the bamboo forest for most of the time, although I saw a few **-level demon pigs, these demon pigs seemed to sense Wen Fan's malice, and fled away without waiting for Wen Fan to get close.

As for the demon beast flying in the sky, Wen Fan couldn't help it, and he didn't even catch a bird feather after tossing for a long time.

Wen Fan secretly slandered to himself, could it be that the demon beast here is also stained with the fairy qi of that female madman, whose wisdom surpasses that of ordinary demon beasts?

After tossing for a long time and not catching anything, his stomach became even hungrier, and he didn't dare to leave the edge of the cliff, so Wen Fan had to vent his anger on the bamboo forest.

"Huh!!"

Wen Fan finally made a surprise discovery after kicking down a few bamboos in a row.

It's not meat, but it's delicious.

Wen Fan dug up more than a dozen in a row, and there were words in his mouth.

"Shuisha, I'm sorry for you, although these bamboos can't be shaped, but I think they are also your kindred, if I don't have a way, I don't want to do this. ”

These bamboos are not as rare and rare as the seven-star purple bamboo, but as long as they are spiritual demon beasts, whether they are demon beasts or plants, Wen Fan does not want to eat them.

With bamboo shoots but can't be eaten raw, Wen Fan will escape from fire and water, but he still feels that something is missing.

Wen Fan suddenly remembered that there was a small river on the way here, but it was still within a hundred feet of the cliff, and he hurriedly rushed to the small river.

"Water Escape-Waterspout!"

With the current water, Wen Fan draws directly from the creek, and a large amount of water is sucked into the waterspout from the creek, which causes the creek to stop flowing in an instant.

Wen Fan poured the water directly onto the shore, and when the water dispersed, he saw a dozen large fish longer than his arm.

"You want to starve me?

Wen Fan carried the fish back to the bamboo forest, took out an ordinary piece of iron from his bag, and simply processed it with fire to become a large iron pot.

This time, Wen Fan nodded with satisfaction, set up a large iron pot to alternate between fire and water, and first stewed a large pot of bamboo shoot fish, and the fresh and fragrant smell spread everywhere in the bamboo forest.

There was still fish left, and Wen Fan wore it with bamboo strips to prepare the grilled fish.

To be continued