"You don't have to see the outside world like this,..."

Pan Niangzi was about to say that Bai Luohe was the one from her own Xiaolangjun, but she was glared back by Xu Fan.

Lan Yan'er smiled lightly, and after sending Xu Fan and the two into the camp, she retreated very interestingly.

Seeing Lan Yan'er turn around and leave, Xu Fan was still staring at herself, Pan Niangzi came to her senses instantly, snorted lightly, pretended to be narrow, turned around and left.

In the spacious camp tent, there were only two people left, Bai Luohe and Xu Fan at this time.

"You..."

As soon as Bai Luohe spoke, she saw Xu Fan wave his hand to stop her.

"You keep an eye on it for me."

Before the words fell, Xu Fan hurried towards the back of the tent, not paying attention to the blush of worry on Bai Luohe's face.

Xu Fan came to Bai Luohe's bed, sat cross-legged on his knees, leaned his back on the edge of the bed, quickly untied the true solution gourd, and poured the wine in the gourd into his mouth.

The wine entered his throat, drowning out the scarlet blood that had been forcibly pressed down in his throat.

Xu Fan's face turned pale suddenly, and he could no longer suppress the disordered qi and blood in his body and the sluggish qi in his meridians.

The whole body lost its vitality, and leaned on the edge of the bed in a gloomy manner.

The Daomen Sword Technique "Silver Dragon Jue" drained all the qi in Xu Fan's body with just one finger, but he still had to continue to pretend to be calm in front of everyone, so that those who had ideas did not dare to act rashly.

After pouring a big gulp of wine, Xu Fan's pale face had a little bit of vitality, and the qi on his body also recovered a little.

"Fortunately, there is still enough alcohol in the real solution gourd to keep myself going."

One after another of the pure heaven and earth vitality in the true solution gourd flowed into Xu Fan's limbs along the wine, constantly nourishing the dried qi in the meridians.

The cyclone hole in the Purple Mansion also slowly filled, no longer as shriveled up as before.

Facing the siege of more than a dozen great monks, Xu Fan could only use the "Silver Dragon Sword Technique" to deter the audience with the power of Taoism far beyond the mortal world, and at the same time, in order to warn the rest of the people, Xu Fan completely poured eighty percent of the power of the sword technique into Wang Bingtang's body, making him unable to run the qi in his body for a short time.

A great monk who has been abolished for the time being, even if he wants to continue to trouble him, there is nothing he can do in the short term.

As for those great monks who came with Wang Bingtang, they would also be afraid under the supreme pressure of the "Silver Dragon Sword Technique".

After staying next to Bai Luohe's bed for more than half an hour, Xu Fan slowly opened his eyes and began to look at the simple furnishings of the camp tent, a bed next to him, and a wooden screen in front of him, dividing the camp tent into two sections.

At this time, Bai Luohe was standing quietly on the side of the screen, staring at him cautiously, his slender jade hand gently rubbing the small gourd in his hand.

Seeing Xu Fan open his eyes, he asked in a low voice, "How are you?" Is there enough alcohol on you? Or..."

Halfway through his words, Bai Luohe remembered that they were now in the underground palace of the Snow Mist Mountain Range, and there was no wine around them at all, and there was no way to replenish Xu Fan's wine gourd.

"Don't worry, I'm fine. What will happen to you once you enter the Snowy Misty Mountains?"

Xu Fan smiled faintly, carefully observed the qi around Bai Luohe, frowned slightly, but soon stretched out again, "You have opened up the cyclone acupoint again. It's never too late to do anything."

Bai Luohe bowed slightly, turned around and entered the front tent, picked up a delicate small wooden cup from a small stone table, took some warm water, and handed it to Xu Fan, "You have consumed so much qi, let's drink some water first." I don't have any spiritual tea or spiritual wine here, it's just ordinary water."

"There is a large amount of Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi here, and there are many monks' malice hidden around, and I can't help it. In order to survive, you can only continue to open up the cyclone points in your body. Otherwise, it will be really troublesome, and you may be forced to die before you even enter the underground palace of the Snow Mist Mountain Range."

Xu Fan took the warm water handed over by Bai Luohe, took a sip, pursed his lips, moistened his chapped lips with warm water, and said abruptly, "It's good to survive, I even thought...

Do not say... Whatever... That's it."

Recalling his embarrassed appearance in his previous life, Xu Fan just shook his head slightly, and didn't want to mention it more.

Instead, he asked, "Since you entered the Snowmist Mountain Range's dungeon, you have been staying here with Lan Yan'er in the Lan Clan's camp?"

Bai Luohe heard the meaning of Xu Fan's words, and frowned slightly, "What's wrong? Is there something wrong with it? I don't think Lan Yan'er is a sour person."

Xu Fan shook his head, shook the wooden cup in his hand, and motioned to Bai Luohe to bring him some more water.

Except for some jerky, he hadn't been so comfortable for a long time.

Bai Luohe raised his hand to take a shot, grabbed a pot of water on the small stone table in front of the screen, took a few steps forward, put it on the edge of the bed, filled it for Xu Fan, and left the kettle on Xu Fan's side.

"Do you have anything to ask me?"

"Not bad." Xu Fan poured himself another cup of warm water and continued to drink it slowly, "Did you and Lan Yan'er find anything unusual in a radius of thousands of miles?"

"Anomalous?" Bai Luohe was puzzled, not knowing what the anomaly mentioned in Xu Fan's mouth meant.

Xu Fan thought about it, if Bai Luohe had been following Lan Yan'er's side, if the Lan clan wanted to gain a foothold in this area, they would definitely have to deter other forces, which was nothing more than killing some and leaving some behind.

After a moment of contemplation, I said what was on my mind. "The number of people who died in the Lan clan, and those forces that were wiped out by the Lan clan, what is the number of people who died?"

Bai Luohe lowered his head and frowned in contemplation, thought for a moment, raised his eyes to look at Xu Fan, and shook his head slightly.

Her main time is to accompany Lan Yan'er, go out to practice, and at most, under the maintenance of several great monks, to kill or drive away some strange beasts.

"I don't know. The number of people in the Lan clan has decreased, and there should be a record on the side of the worship hall or the elders' council, but as for those forces that have been eliminated, it may not be clear."

"Oh" Xu Fan put away the true solution gourd, stretched out his hand to hook it, and the true solution gourd "swished", disappeared into the sleeve robe, and disappeared.

Seeing this, Bai Luohe's beautiful eyes lit up, this time when he saw Xu Fan's wine gourd, he didn't expect that there had been such a big change. After a few more glances, he felt rude, and hurriedly turned his head to the side.

"If you want to know, I can ask Lan Yan'er to inquire."

"Not really." Xu Fan waved his hand and said, not planning to explain to Bai Luohe why he wanted to know about this matter.

In his previous life, he had a humble status and could only be allowed to fight between the big forces, and as a lowly laborer, he became the spoils of war after the major forces fought, like a slave, and was transferred everywhere to do those lowly jobs.

So much so that when the Asgard Heavenly Punishment Trial ended, he was also confused.

Now, since he has come to the Underground Palace of the Snow Mist Mountain Range again, he has at least accelerated the Immortal Palace trial, so that he can also leave the mortal world earlier.

Seeing Xu Fan bowing his head in contemplation, his brows tightened. Bai Luohe also relieved his heart and slowly retreated.

When I came to the door of the camp tent, I happened to see Lan Yan'er and Pan Niangzi clinging to the camp tent, as if they were listening to the foot of the wall.

Suddenly, Bai Luohe appeared in front of the two, Lan Yan'er still had a look of embarrassment on her face, and winked at Bai Luohe, the meaning in her eyes was very clear, "Why did you come out so quickly, we haven't heard any movement yet."

Compared with Lan Yan'er, Pan Niangzi's expression was much more natural, twisting her waist, passing by Bai Luohe, and walking towards the tent.

I don't know what the relationship between this plump young woman and Xu Fan is, Bai Luohe just turned his head slowly, his eyes quietly staring at the bewitching back of Pan Niangzi, and gradually disappeared behind the screen.

"What? You're still worried about her stealing men with you?" Lan Yan'er pouted, withdrawing her gaze from the tent, a wicked smile on the corner of her mouth, "But, you really don't have her, that..."

Lan Yan'er drew an extremely exaggerated arc on Bai Luohe's chest and buttocks, seeing that Bai Luohe was a little annoyed, she nodded Lan Yan'er on her body, and pretended to be angry and said, "What about you, aren't you too!"

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Sister Xiaohe! You! We're talking about your rival. Why did it get to me again?"

"Say it again, say it again! Be careful that I clean you up."

Not long after, there was a burst of "giggle~cluck~" laughter outside the camp.

......

In the camp tent, next to the bonfire, Xu Fan had already come to the front tent, leaning on a stone chair, his right index finger lightly tapping the stone table, making a soft sound of "dong dong ~ dong dong ~ dong dong ~".

"How are you hurt?"

Pan Niangzi sat on Xu Fan's side, leaning forward naturally, her apricot eyes were full of water, and she was pitiful, and said in a voice.

Xu Fan, who was really contemplative, heard this voice, his body trembled, he suddenly raised his head, and almost collided with Pan Niangzi.

Pan Niangzi pretended to be hit hard by Xu Fan, rubbed her forehead, "Oops~oops~" and said coquettishly, "You are so pitiful and cherish jade?" As he spoke, he glanced in the direction of the main entrance of the camp.

Xu Fan held the armrests of the stone chair with both hands, sat upright, and looked sideways at Pan Niangzi, with a flat expression, "Say, who are you?"

"What? Xiao Langjun has a new love, so he doesn't want me as a sister?"

A touch of panic flashed in the depths of Pan Niangzi's beautiful eyes, although she concealed it very well, she was still captured by Xu Fan's sharp eyes.

Xu Fan leaned forward slightly, his eyes were getting closer and closer to Pan Niangzi, and the foreheads of the two were almost pressed together, "You have been protecting me all the way, this is beyond the kind of relationship they have in their mouths."

"Relationship? What relationship?" Pan Niangzi blinked, leaned forward a little, and just like that, the two of them put their foreheads together.

"I'll be serious with you, don't think you can fool around like this."

Xu Fan's sharp eyes suddenly gave birth to a chill, and the fingers that gently tapped the table were also heard in the air.

Pan Niangzi's body stiffened, the shyness on her face gradually stopped, and two figures were reflected in the dark eyes, slowly overlapping together, it was Xu Fan's indifferent, cold and delicate face.

"I, I, you better not ask. Just know, and I won't hurt you."

Mrs. Pan hesitated for a moment, as if she was struggling in her heart, and finally shook her head slightly, "You will believe my sister, right?"