"Senior brother!" Yan Kuan held a cigarette in his mouth, held the steering wheel in his hand, and tentatively turned his head to say to Hu Xuefeng, who was sitting in the co-pilot. "Have you ever thought about it, what if the Night Monarch goes to the Spirit Hall this time, if he fails and is killed?"

"Senior brother, be cautious!" Hearing this, Hu Xuefeng looked displeased and replied categorically. "I understand the strength of the pavilion master, and now he is known as the first person under the congenital world, a small Zhonghai branch hall, the pavilion master will definitely be able to win it easily. ”

The corners of Yan Kuan's mouth curled, and there was some disdain in his eyes.

"Not necessarily. ”

Hu Xuefeng frowned and was about to refute, when the mobile phone rang suddenly.

Seeing that the caller ID was Ye Mu, Hu Xuefeng hurriedly picked it up as soon as possible. "Pavilion......... You say......"

At this moment, there was a sudden silence in the car.

In less than a few seconds, Hu Xuefeng hung up the phone, he slowly put the phone into his pocket, his face was a little gloomy, and he turned his head to look at Yan Kuan:

"Senior brother!"

"Well, who's calling?" Yan Kuan asked with a raised eyebrow.

Seeing this familiar face that has accompanied him since he was a child, Hu Xuefeng's heart was pantothenic and he kept struggling.

"What's wrong, Kaede?"

Yan Kuan turned his head, looked at him suspiciously, and asked. "What are you doing?"

"It's nothing...... Hu Xuefeng sighed lightly and stretched out his hand to say. "Senior brother, give me a cigarette!"

When Yan Kuan heard this, he directly put away a box of Su cigarettes on his face, glared at Hu Xuefeng and said, "Are you a face race? You can't quit if you get this thing wet, what kind of cigarettes do children smoke!"

"Senior brother, I'm an adult, give me one. ”

Hu Xuefeng's eyes were red, and he still wanted to stretch out his hand.

"Don't give!" Yan Kuan opened his mouth and spat out a smoke ring, staring ahead. "I watched you grow up, and you were a child in my eyes. ”

“...... All right. Hu Xuefeng pulled the corners of his mouth a little stiffly, and turned his head back. "Senior brother, we grew up together, we haven't talked well for so many years, what is your dream?"

Outside the window, the scenery recedes quickly, and the Range Rover chases the sun.

"Dreams, my dreams are to eat the best, live the best, play the best, be a good person, see this world of flowers, the kind of hard life in the mountains when I was a child, I really don't want to experience it again in this life!" Yan Kuan said this, and the expression on his face was also a little self-deprecating.

"Also, I hope I can have a good baby in my next life, stop being an orphan, and I don't even know what my surname is. ”

Speaking of this, Yan Kuan was a little excited, and stepped on the accelerator hard, and the speed suddenly became a lot faster, and the window was open with a small crack, constantly making a whining wind.

Half an hour later.

"Senior brother, I'll help you!"

Hu Xuefeng gritted his teeth and turned his head to look at Yan Kuan.

Yan Kuan held the steering wheel with one hand, sighed softly when he heard this, lit a cigarette for himself, and replied casually: "What can you help me?"

"Help you get a good tire!"

......

Range Rover stopped on the side of the road, Yan Kuan leaned quietly on his seat, his eyes closed, as if he was asleep, but blood was still bubbling out of his temples.

One blow kills, no pain, no struggle.

Hu Xuefeng sat in the co-pilot, clumsily lit the Su cigarette in his mouth, and took a deep breath, but he couldn't taste it at all.

"Senior brother, it seems that you are right, I am indeed not suitable for smoking, I will listen to you, so I will not smoke. ”

Gently put the cigarette in his hand into Yan Kuan's mouth, Hu Xuefeng lowered his head and pursed his lips, and said in a trembling voice:

"This is also your last root, there is only so much I can do, go all the way. ”

"In the next life... Cast a good tire. ”

After waiting patiently for a while, Hu Xuefeng saw that the cigarette had burned out, so he took the cigarette butt into his hand and threw it out of the window.

The corpse was already a little stiff.

Dialing Ye Mu's number, Hu Xuefeng said in a calm voice: "Pavilion Master, it's done." ”

"Good. ”

"I want to go back to the incense burner mountain and bury my senior brother in the Sword Mausoleum, without too much delay, I will return to Handong soon. ”

“...... Good. ”

There is nothing wrong with this demand.

"Pavilion Master Xie. ”

Hanging up the phone, Hu Xuefeng got out of the car silently, carefully moved Yan Kuan to the back seat, and sat in the cab by himself.

"Senior brother, the fallen leaves return to the roots, let's go on the road...... I'm a newbie, you sit tight. ”

"Boom"

This is the sound of the engine starting.

"Tick"

It's the sound of tears falling to the ground.

Range Rover was driving normally on the highway, but it attracted sideways glances from drivers passing by.

Faintly, they heard someone crying in the car.

It was getting dark......

——

Three days later.

In a villa in the village, Ye Mu finally sent away the last wave of people.

In the past three days, the entire Zhonghai has been filled with an atmosphere of slaughter, and since Ye Mu issued the reward, people from the three major families have died every day. In the end, the dead fled and fled, and the once beautiful Song Zhaotian three families completely disappeared.

But after all, they were the uncrowned kings of Zhonghai, and when they dispersed like this, they left behind a large piece of fat, which attracted the attention and covetousness of many well-intentioned people.

The countless industries under the names of the three have now become ownerless things, and they have instantly become things that can make people's hearts blush.

But after a little inquiry, they found that it was Yejun who did it, and they all retreated back to their own territory, turning a blind eye to the low-hanging fruit of Zhonghai.

The name of the Night Monarch is the greatest deterrent to them!

Although Ye Mu has no intention of collecting these industries now, no one dares to guarantee that he will not in the future.

If Ye Mu gets angry, it will be more than worth the loss.

No one dares to take this risk.

"It's time to get down to business!"

Ye Mu didn't know the direction of the wind outside, and all he cared about at this time was the two spirit seeds in his hand.

Chiba lotus, gecko vine.

These two spirit seeds contain vitality, and they are the most suitable materials for refining the Great Returning Pill.

No longer hesitated, his mind moved, and the Qingyunding in the sea of consciousness instantly appeared in mid-air.

"Go!"

Ye Mu waved his hand lightly, and Qingyunding turned into a one-person-tall behemoth, standing firmly on the ground.

"Up!"

With a light movement of his wrist, he left the fire and threw himself straight into the green clouds.

His hands were intertwined, and he pinched his fingers, and Ye Mu shouted lightly: "Burn!"

"Boom!"

Under the blessing of the Commander and the True Yuan, that beam of fire boiled instantly, spreading throughout the Ding.

Next, the most important step.

Ye Mu used his divine sense as his pen, carefully carving complicated patterns in Qingyun Ding, and did not dare to be distracted at all.

This is a Dan array that belongs only to refining the Great Return Pill, as long as it is refining a high-level elixir, it is necessary to depict the Dan array, so that the medicinal power molecules that are later dissolved by the elixir can be arranged in a specific way, and then condensed into a Dan.

Alchemy is the art of the microcosm!