"If I don't leave, can't I still collect the corpses for them?"

Tang Fan pulled the moon to stop in place, and did not continue walking, but looked at Yanming Valley calmly, with a bit of condescending taste.

Yan Minggu walked slowly, but he had just taken a few steps, and his steps paused, and a trace of haze flashed in his eyes.

He realized in an instant that he had been calculated.

Tang Fan stood there still, waiting for Yan Minggu to come, as if waiting for him to worship, and he won first in terms of momentum.

Yan Minggu has always been known for his treacherous mind, but he didn't expect that he would be cheated as soon as he officially met Tang Fan.

However, he quickly adjusted his mentality and deliberately slowed down, giving people the feeling of deliberately creating oppression.

Along the way, he didn't speak again. It wasn't until he was still about a foot away from Tang Fan that he stopped and said, "Collect the corpse?" Are you thinking things too simply? ”

"Is it easy? It's okay......"

Tang Fan swept his hand back, and a fire ignited in his palm, which quickly turned into a long flame.

The flames went straight towards the corpse, making a crackling sound, and as the flames vanished, the corpse was gone.

Yan Minggu looked at the boiling flames, and his heart sank.

He had already seen that this was not an ordinary fire attribute supernatural power, but a real fire.

Then, he set his eyes on the triple sword on Tang Fan's waist, and he was even more surprised.

He had a guess about this sword, but he couldn't fully confirm it, after all, the image of the refining weapon that day was only a projection, and there were some differences with the actual body of this sword.

"In this way, it will save the corpse!"

Tang Fan smiled, arched his hand at Yan Minggu very politely, and said politely: "Thank you kid for reminding me, Master Long has taken the first step!" ”

He took Satsuki into his arms again and stepped forward.

Tang Fan's every move seems ridiculous, but if you taste it carefully, you will be arrogant.

He looked like a fool in his behavior, but in fact, he was treating Yan Minggu and the others as fools.

The fragrant butterflies behind Tang Fan, as well as the subordinates brought by Yan Minggu, were all petrified.

Especially the shame moon in his arms, there was a hint of appreciation in his eyes.

Women are always willing to submit to the strong, especially in the spiritual world.

It's hard to deal with!

Yan Minggu sighed in his heart, and the muscles on his face throbbed with anger.

He knew that although he calculated perfectly, he still underestimated the enemy.

Tang Fan's various reactions were unexpected and disrupted all his plans.

When Yan Minggu knew that Tang Fan had come here, he thought that he had designed a perfect plan, he wanted to test Tang Fan, if it was available, it was best to win him over.

If it doesn't work for me, kill it.

But he didn't know that his so-called temptations were all opportunities given to him by Tang Fan.

Whether he secretly left and returned to Shatang Town again, or stepped into this warm country pavilion and took out the three-way sword to kill......

All of the above are all flaws that Tang Fan took the initiative to expose.

Tang Fan caused so much trouble to the Xiang family, he couldn't sit idly by.

What's more, he also has a little selfishness.

Tang Fan still remembered that Xiang Ze had said that the Yan family might have a connection with the Spirit Palace.

Tang Fan regarded the Yan family as his stepping stone in Shatang Town, and if he tried it, he might be able to get some information about the Spirit Palace.

But he couldn't take the initiative to come to the door, so he thought of a way.

When Tang Fan does things, everyone thinks he is impulsive, but he doesn't know that he has a plan for everything.

"Boy, please let ......"

Tang Fan had already come to Yan Minggu with the moon in his arms, and there was only one step between the two.

Yan Minggu said: "Do you think that if the person is burned, the matter will pass? ”

"Who burned it, what are you talking about?"

Tang Fan looked dazed, looked at the Shame Moon in his arms again, and asked, "Do you know what he is talking about?" ”

"Enough!"

Yan Minggu finally couldn't hold his breath anymore, Tang Fan's ability to mess around was a headache for him.

He knew that if he continued to follow Tang Fan's train of thought, then he would continue to grasp the initiative.

He had to break it all and stop giving him a chance.

Yan Minggu snorted coldly and said very unceremoniously: "The people you killed just now are all from my Yan family, do you think that if the person is burned, it can be regarded as not happening?" ”

"If I think so, wouldn't I take Yan Dashao for a fool?"

"You know it's me?"

As soon as Yan Minggu said this, he regretted it.

This sentence is only half a sentence, and its full meaning should be: You know it's me, and you dare to ignore it like this?

Tang Fan smiled slightly and explained seriously: "If I kill the people of the Yan family, others will naturally not come out to meddle in things. Besides, Sister Xiang has already said before that the stupid big guy before is your entourage. Since he came to play with women, you will naturally not be idle. ”

"Since you confessed to murder, what do you want to do about it?"

"I've already dealt with it, and I've seen it, it's clean, and even the ashes are gone."

Tang Fan spread out his hands, looking very satisfied.

"Is that enough?"

"Isn't that enough?"

"What a joke!"

"Haha......"

Tang Fan laughed loudly.

"What are you laughing at, are you funny?"

"Don't you say it's a joke, I'm cooperating with you."

"Poof", the ashamed moon in Tang Fan's arms couldn't help but laugh.

Yan Minggu glared at Tang Fan fiercely, seven points of smoke, five insides, he had never encountered such a difficult opponent.

"If you can come up with a reasonable explanation, maybe, I can spare you!"

"It's very simple, they want to kill me, I don't want to die, I can only kill them."

"Why did they kill you?"

"Don't you know?"

"How would I know!"

"Then I don't know ...... either"

"You ......"

Yan Minggu originally thought that Tang Fan would say the answer he was expecting, and he took advantage of this to give him a step, but he didn't expect Tang Fan to be completely distracted.

In desperation, he had no choice but to sweep his eyes at the fragrant butterflies.

Xiang Butterfly understood, and hurriedly stepped forward and said: "Master Long, Yan Shao, all this is a misunderstanding, speaking of which, I can't complain about Lord Long, this matter is ......"

Yan Minggu pretended to listen carefully, then looked at Shayue and asked, "Is it?" ”

"Well, that's right."

Satsuki nodded honestly.

Yan Minggu's face was embarrassed, and he said: "My Yan family is a reasonable person, although this matter is excusable, but ...... Master Long? ”

Yan Minggu seemed to suddenly think of something, made a surprised look, and said with a little excitement: "You are the miracle doctor invited to the family?" ”

Tang Fan smiled slightly, didn't bother to expose him, and said, "It's exactly below!" ”

"Mr. Long, I'm really damn it, I've offended a lot before."

Tang Fan's face was a little strange, and he smiled bitterly: "You have something to ask me, right?" ”

Yan Minggu was happy in his heart, but his face was stiff, as if it was a little unnatural.

He sighed heavily and said, "Mr. Long doesn't know that my father was once seriously injured by the enemy and fell ill, and he has never recovered. I learned that you cured Xiang Ye's illness, and I wanted to invite you to Yan's house, but I heard that you had left Xiang's house, but I didn't expect to ...... today."

"Yes, I left for a while, and I just came back today."

"Master Long, can you deign to move and take a look at your father's body?"

Yan Minggu hugged his fists and bowed, changing his previous arrogance.

"But I killed the Yan family just now......"

"A group of blind dogs can die at the hands of Mr. Long, which can be regarded as their creation!"

Tang Fan showed a smug smile, and seemed to be very useful to Yan Minggu's words.

Tang Fan said: "It seems that the rumors can't be heard, but I didn't expect Yan Shao to be not only a filial son, but also so reasonable, which is not the same as the rumors at all!" ”

"What did Mr. Long hear?"

"I was at Xiang's house before, so Xiang Ze mentioned you...... Hehe......"

Yan Minggu said: "I have some misunderstanding with Brother Xiang, hey! Master Long, let's not talk about it, look at ......"

Tang Fan was about to refuse, but as soon as his consciousness moved, he immediately changed his mind and nodded: "I can go, but I said in advance, Master Long's consultation fee is not low!" ”

"...... as it should be"

The two were just about to leave when they heard movement downstairs.

The entire Warm Township Pavilion was surrounded by people, and a young man in a yellow robe walked up.