Heavenly Venerable

The barefoot woman's eyes narrowed, but her mouth gave out a silver bell like laughter.

"You are so funny! My name is Ling Xin. My favorite is stealing heart In the blink of an eye, the woman disappeared.

Yang Fan raised his mouth slightly, but he was still stiff until he came home.

He's just thinking about what happened today.

He thought the little star city had become interesting.

It's really interesting that little star city has a big plan.

Sitting on the bed, he began to prepare to absorb all living things.

Just as he closed his eyes, the dark scriptures came out of his body and surrounded him.

After several times of absorption, he knew the dream ability brought by this dharma.

Wise eye, pure heart, mental and spiritual.

Of course, he also has an important point, which is absorption.

Absorb the souls of the undead and be the cornerstone of your own growth and cultivation.

However, Yang Fan will not use this ability, because it will bring the user full of evils and causality.

This is why Qianmian monk wants to take the body.

Cover up the fate and escape from the debt.

"If it is Yang Fan who is caught, then he will succeed. It's a pity, it's a pity!"

Yang Fan stands up and suddenly his accomplishments soar.

Yang Fan frowned.

He hit heavily on the chest and vomited blood.

"You just want to control me? Your accomplishments are soaring, your foundation is not enough, and there are no benefits for all kinds of harms. Don't be presumptuous

Boom!

A great force spread around, the room couldn't resist, and several cracks appeared directly.

Yang Fan ran out and found that there was no peace of mind.

He saw an umbrella outside the house and thought of Yang qian'er, who was still in Zhao's house.

"Where should be the safest place now!" Yang Fan went out.

……

Today's star city is a little busy. It should be a festival.

After walking for a long time, Yang Fan stopped at a place where he quarreled.

No, it should be the place where scholars debate.

He and other passers-by, listen to them you a sentence I feel a bit reasonable.

Wang shisan, who has been fighting for more than a dozen games but has not been defeated, finished his cup of wine in one gulp.

Yang Fan also happened to see the scene.

"It's ridiculous that no one in this big star city has more knowledge than me!" Wang shisan was lying on the ground.

After a while, he said to the sky, "why, do you want me to do it? Didn't you say at the beginning that it's a matter of life and death, too

The onlookers were all applauded.

At this time, Yang Fan found twelve bodies lying nearby.

The literati felt ashamed, so he pulled out the sword in his sleeve and stabbed straight at his abdomen.

Before the sword arrived, it suddenly flew out.

The literati raised his head and looked at Yang Fan with his eyes full of tears.

Wang shisan was very angry. He stood up with a gloomy face.

"Are you going to die for him?"

"I don't know who died yet." Yang Fan strides forward, but there is a hiss around him.

Wang shisan narrowed his eyes and turned to show a smile like evil spirit. He sat on the ground, and suddenly a chessboard appeared on the ground, "it's not only the difference between the high and the low, but also the difference between life and death!"

"You don't reason with me?"

Wang shisan took a look at him and then had no choice but to smile, "I can't talk about you."

Yang Fan drew a square in the middle of the board with his hand.

Wang shisan laughed and drew a circle in the lower right corner of the chessboard.

Yang Fan drew beside the square again.

Wang shisan frowned and finally fell at will.

Yang Fan shook his head and dropped another son at will.

Wang shisan's right hand was hanging in the air, so he couldn't make the next move.

"I lost!" Wang shisan was unambiguous. He patted his head like this, spat out blood and fell to the ground.

Yang Fan was startled. He wanted to be forgiving, but before he said what he said, the man understood himself?

"Poor people, be a good man in the next life!"

Yang Fan got up and left, and all the onlookers scattered.

He is hungry and needs to find a place to eat.

When I came to zuixianlou, I was stopped by the shopkeeper before I went in.

"Oh, young master Yang, I'm sorry, you can't go in!"

"Why?"

The shopkeeper looked at Yang Fan with disdain and said arrogantly, "who doesn't know that young master Yang of the Yang family has become a useless person? Can a useless person enter my Zuixian building? "

Then the shopkeeper slapped him in the face.

Yang Fan kicked him away with one foot. There's a lot of nonsense.

He found a table with no one to sit on, "come on, serve!"

Four words, two words, shocked everyone in zuixianlou.

Yang Fan is also lazy to pay attention to them and sits in his seat.

Suddenly, there was a sound from upstairs.

"I said, who is it? It's Yang's son of a bitch It's Zhang Zhen, the elder of Zhang's family in Xingcheng.

Yang Fan looked up at him, and stretched out his left index finger, hooked the hook, then took back the index finger, stretched out the thumb, the top thumb slowly down.

Zhang Zhen is furious. He is at least in the extreme state of refining gas, but he is ridiculed by someone who has been abandoned.

"You want to die!"

Zhang Zhen jumped down, and the ground was covered with dust.

"I don't know if you can stand my avalanche now."

Zhang Zhen rushed over. He was very fast. Everywhere he passed, the tables flew backwards.

"Yang Fan, die!"

Zhang Zhen felt that he would win.

But unexpectedly, Yang Fan took the teapot on the table, suddenly escaped the attack, and then hit the teapot heavily on Zhang Zhen's head.

Zhang Zhen fell to the ground immediately.

Yang Fan grabs his neck, lifts him up and looks at him coldly.

"Who told you that I was rubbish?"

Zhang Zhen's head is still shaking. He only feels Tian Xuan shaking. He can hear what Yang Fan is saying there.

This led to Yang Fan very reluctantly slapped a few.

"I'll give you one last chance, say it!" Yang Fan roared, but Zhang Zhen still fainted.

I wanted to kill him, but I couldn't enjoy it, so I slapped him again.

He didn't let Zhang Zhen go until he was black and blue.

Then he felt a little more comfortable.

Soon, the food came up, but no one dared to move the man beside him.

Had it not been for a man who sat next to Yang Fan to dislike and kick away, Zhang Zhen might have been lying on the ground for a long time.

"Hee hee, brother, I forgot to ask your name just now. Who is your name, where do you live, and how many people are there in your family?"

It was Wang shisan.

When Yang Fanzheng was about to open his mouth, Wang shisan put out his right hand and straightened the hair that was hanging between his forehead.

"Do you want to ask me why I didn't die! Ask quickly. I'll tell you as soon as I ask. " Wang shisan jumps to Yang Fan's side, two big eyes open.

"No, you talk too much. Shut up." Yang Fan is eating and doesn't want to pay attention to this man.

"You're really boring. I'll tell you, I can't die. I've tried it. I'll drown, jump off a cliff, be looked after... Anyway, I'll be alive soon after I find that you've tried all the deaths. What's up, isn't it? " Wang shisan patted his chest. It was amazing.