super unscrupulous student

Zhuo Yifan caught the flickering light in her eyes, couldn't help but condense in his heart, and smiled weakly: "Miss, you are welcome, you saved my life, I should do something for you."

Miss Fang pondered for a while, and said: "Brother Zhuo is a man of great wisdom, and he also understands the secrets of this world. What do you think about the future?"

Zhuo Yifan smiled wryly and said, "I'm so hurt now, and I'm caught in such a dangerous environment, what can I do to plan, I can only take one step at a time. I'm not as strategic as the eldest lady, thinking so much Profound."

"Brother Zhuo is too modest. In this short period of time, all the things that Brother Zhuo has done are earth-shattering. I am deeply shocked by everything. Brother Zhuo is such an outstanding person, how could he have no plans?" Miss Fang said with a pair of beautiful eyes. Looking at Zhuo Yifan quietly, he said, "Brother Zhuo, now that Dongfang Liang is doing evil and intends to subvert the world, you and I should work together."

"Missy has a cloud of masters and talents, Zhuo Yifan is just a monk of the human race, not worth mentioning." Zhuo Yifan said modestly.

"Master Zhuo, you are wrong to say that. If you are not worth mentioning, then what are we?" Murong Tiecheng quickly stood up to defend the idol: "Master Zhuo, your formation skills are not the best in the Three Realms. This lower realm is definitely the well-deserved number one!"

Zhuo Yifan smiled wryly and said: "Master Murong Liao Zan, don't say anything else, even Dongfang Liang and Master Kongwu will not lose to me in the way of formation, I just got some adventures by chance, that's all. It can't compare to those who have obtained the inheritance."

Miss Fang smiled faintly: "Brother Zhuo, there is no need to refuse in a hurry. There is still a long way to go. At least here, we must unite as one to tide over the difficulties together."

Zhuo Yifan lay down weakly, and said weakly: "Of course, Zhuo must do his best. Unfortunately, the recovery from his injury is slow now, and the elixir on Zhuo's body has also been used up, so he can only do his best."

Miss Fang looked at Zhuo Yifan dumbfounded, but she didn't point it out, but waved her hand and said, "Take out all the healing medicines on your body and give them to Brother Zhuo. Brother Zhuo is our hope, nothing will happen."

The surrounding monks were all shocked, and they all scolded Zhuo Yifan's eighteen generations of ancestors in their hearts.

You know, in such an environment, good or bad is unpredictable, these elixirs are for life-saving, but the eldest lady said, these incomparably precious elixirs on them immediately became Zhuo Yifan's pocket.

The elixir was collected one by one.

Zhuo Yifan's eyes lit up, and he howled in his heart. He really deserves to be a member of the first family, and his background is profound!

Made, all are rare and rare panacea, this is "Sacred Magic Pill", as long as one pill, Mahayana masters will immediately recover all their power, even in the devil world, it is a top panacea that cannot be found, except for the Fang family. No matter how much money you have, you can't buy a big family.

But here, Zhuo Yifan actually saw a bottle, a total of nine.

The monk who kept the pill had red eyes, as if he was unwilling, but after being glanced at by Miss Fang, he didn't dare to hide his secrets, took it out with a mournful face, and walked slowly to Zhuo Yifan, That expression, as if her daughter who has been raised for decades has been taken away by someone, she is really unwilling!

"Thank you brother, thank you very much."

Zhuo Yifan was holding the jade bottle, but the other party was unwilling to let it go, Zhuo Yifan almost softened his heart seeing his pitiful appearance.

Miss Fang glared at the man angrily, and the man's eyes were wet with grievance, but he had to let go.

Zhuo Yifan would care about his mood, holding the jade bottle and smiling happily.

There are so many things, and a total of 108 bottles of healing medicines have been received.

If this is placed in the Demon Realm, it is enough to buy several planets.

But Miss Fang didn't even blink her eyelids. Even Zhuo Yifan couldn't help admiring her boldness.

If it were him, he wouldn't even be able to do it!

Whether it was the "Yin-Yang Formation of Changing the World" at the beginning to give Murong Tiecheng a sense of it, or the decisiveness when facing Murong Xiaoqian later, and now Kang Gui, Miss Fang always showed two big characters... Atmospheric !

This is a true heroine, and there are only a handful of men in this world who can match her.

But deep in Zhuo Yifan's heart, he was very vigilant.

Such an opponent is the most terrifying opponent.

Even he, who once tried to overthrow the Demon Race, couldn't help but feel good about him.

Let the enemy admire yourself, this is the truly terrible person.

After the magic circle was gone, the speed of everyone's progress increased greatly.

I don't know how many mountain peaks have been climbed, and everyone finally came to a plain.

In the distance of the plain, there is a towering hall, or a city.

"There is the place of sacrifice. If Dongfang Liang wants to subdue Murong Xiaoqian, it can only be here, because it is impossible for him to subdue a god-level zombie with the blood essence of the great demon by himself, so The only thing that can help him is to use the power of sacrifice."

Miss Fang pointed to a huge city thousands of miles away and said.

For a master, the distance of a thousand miles is not very different from that of an ordinary person's [-] meters and a thousand meters. Everything is within reach of the divine sense.

The power of rules here is obviously weakened.

Many people felt that their magic consciousness had been strengthened, not as badly suppressed as it was at the beginning.

Zhuo Yifan's eyes were fixed, and he said in surprise: "The place of sacrifice, is this an altar?"

After finishing speaking, he threw a real pill into his mouth like eating a bean, and chewed it loudly.

A kind of demon cultivator behind him turned his head and kept his eyes fixed, holding back his sadness and tears.

They didn't dare to look at Zhuo Yifan, because they were afraid that once they saw it, they would be furious and beat Zhuo Yifan to death.

This bastard human kid, on the way, took the elixir as jelly beans, threw one into his mouth from time to time, chewed it so loudly on purpose, and even let out a sound of admiration.

Doesn't he know that these are the life-saving treasures of monks?

Doesn't he know that these are precious elixir that can't be found?

Doesn't he know that the value of this elixir is even more than a spirit vein?

Their hearts were bleeding, but Zhuo Yifan enjoyed it immensely.

The devil's heart has absorbed a large amount of blood essence, and the speed of recovery has been greatly accelerated. With the nourishment of countless elixir, the recovery speed of his body has reached a terrifying level.

Generally, if a monk is injured, even if he takes a panacea, it still takes a certain amount of time to absorb the power of the medicine due to his physical fitness, and the effect of the medicine should not be too strong.

But Zhuo Yifan, a freak, his body is like a black hole, as long as there is energy coming in, no matter how much he has, he can simmer in one mouthful.

Of course, the most important thing is that his body is fused with Miss Fang's super panacea, and the effect of the medicine penetrates into every cell, causing a qualitative change in his whole body. Wen Condensation has directly reached half, and now it is increasing at a terrifying speed.