Best little divine farmer

Hearing Tang Yifan's words, the strong man laughed and said, "boy, do you know what we do in hell?"

"Killers, everyone knows." Tang Yifan said lightly.

"Since you know we are killers, don't make fun of us. Otherwise, you don't even know how you died!" The strong man said sternly.

Tang Yifan shook his head, "I'm not kidding."

The strong man snorted coldly, "we only kill people, not protect people, do you understand?"

Tang Yifan sighed helplessly, "this is a half million high-quality spirit stone. I heard that if you kill a ten level monk, it will be ten thousand high-quality spirit stone."

A storage bag was thrown at the foot of the strong man.

The strong man picked up the storage bag and looked at it carefully. He found that it was a genuine stone of top quality. It was 500000 yuan!

"My guest, you can choose whatever you want!"

The strong man immediately changed his face. With his tall and powerful body, he just said something like a brothel pimp.

It's disgusting.

Looking at the big man coming up, Tang Yifan quickly pushed him away.

"How long can half a million buy you all?" Tang Yifan asked.

The big man thought about it. He really didn't take such a big list. He couldn't help making a good calculation in his heart.

"Well, you choose one person and I'll let him protect your friend for a year. After a year, we'll still keep the price and never increase it!" The strong man blinked.

Tang Yifan nodded, "well, I think you are good."

The strong man was stunned and shook his head, "no, no, I have to be responsible for the affairs of the division. Unless it's important, I can't leave."

"Understand, then you can help me find a good hand here." Tang Yifan said with a smile.

The strong man thought about it, then waved to a man.

The man bent back, black face, black eyes heavy especially obvious, weak body, as if a gust of wind can blow him away.

It looks like a sick pot, but there is a flash in my eyes from time to time.

Tang Yifan knows that he is a good hand.

"This is the best killer in our division, the nickname sick guy." The strong man patted the sick man on the shoulder.

"Well, that's you." Tang Yifan said with a smile that the breath of the sick man was above the Ninth level, which was enough to help them.

"Sick man, do well. Take these spirit stones first." The strong man then handed over 100000 top grade spirit stones to the sick man.

The sick man nodded, "as long as you give money, do anything."

"OK, then go back with me." Tang Yifan said.

The sick man nodded, went back to his grave, took out his coffin, and tied it behind his back with a rope.

Tang Yifan looks strange.

"Can't you put the coffin in the storage bag?" Tang Yifan asked.

The sick man shook his head. "My coffin is my magic weapon, and it's made of special materials. I can't put it in the storage bag. Cough..."

After a few words, the sick man coughed. It seemed that he was really a medicine jar. Tang Yifan was really afraid that he would pass by any time.

But the sick man himself didn't think so. "It's old trouble. It's OK. It's like this since childhood."

Tang Yifan shrugged his shoulders and left here with the sick man.

When the strong man saw Tang Yifan leave, he happily weighed the storage bag full of spirit stone in his hand.

Other people also gathered up and looked at the strong man with envious eyes.

The strong man put away the spirit stone, saw the warm eyes, and waved his hand in disgust, "go, what are you looking at? Look what you haven't seen in the world!"

Those people rolled their eyes, the boss is good, but he is a little greedy, but they know that there will be Soup for them to drink.

So they all went back to their coffins, and their graves were slowly restored.

Soon, there is no one here, only a grave.

When Tang Yifan returned to Yangquan City, people on the road talked about it.

It's really because the appearance of the sick guy is too unique. He is not only sick, but also carries a coffin.

"It's striking how you look." Tang Yifan said jokingly.

The sick man shook his head helplessly, "it doesn't matter. I'm used to it."

Tang Yifan returns to the house with the sick man. Several people in Huachi are waiting for Tang Yifan. They didn't expect Tang Yifan to come back so soon.

Besides, Tang Yifan seems to be followed by a patient, who is very strange and carries a coffin.

"Master, is this your patient?" Bu Nianfeng came up.

Tang Yifan shook his head with a smile, "come on, let me introduce you. This is the sick man, the helper I got for you."

"Ah At this time, Liu Yuzhu screamed and looked frightened.

Tang Yifan frowned, "scar, what's the matter with you?"

"He..." Liu Yuzhu told him for a long time, but he didn't say anything. He was scared and pointed at the sick man.

The sick man shook his head helplessly, "am I that scary?"

"No, I heard some rumors that someone had seen someone with a coffin on his back. The next day, someone died suddenly! People say that the man carrying the coffin was sent by the Lord of hell to ask for his life! "

Liu Yuzhu said with staring eyes.

The sick man sighed, "it should be that I was accidentally seen when I was performing the task. Since it was spread out, it means that my cultivation is not enough."

After hearing the sick man's words, Huachi immediately thought about it.

"Are you the killer of hell?"

The sick man nodded and pointed at Tang Yifan, "yes, he paid for it."

Tang Yifan shrugged, "if I knew you only used 100000, I would not have given that big man so many spirit stones."

The sick man laughed and didn't speak.

"Well, meet me. This is my great apprentice Bu Nianfeng, Huachi, Liu Yuzhu, nicknamed scar." Tang Yifan introduced a few people.

The sick man nodded, "will I follow them in the future?"

Tang Yifan nodded, pointed to Huachi, "you follow him, these people listen to him."

The sick man was a little surprised. He didn't expect that besides Tang Yifan, the person in charge here was the one with the lowest accomplishments.

Tang Yifan also introduced the sick man, "this is the sick man, the killer of the hell. He's very powerful. You can let him play the role you can't play in the future."

Huachi nodded, "well, in that case, we can have a big fight."

Liu Yuzhu is still afraid of the sick man. He walks far away from the sick man. It's not disgust, it's fear from the heart. I don't know how afraid Liu Yuzhu is of the sick man.

"Well, I'll leave today after everything here is arranged."