Eliminate Demons in Lin Zhengying's World

"Yimei, Ye Xiaoyou, the old man is leaving first, thank you for your hospitality."

The people of Zhuge Hanhai had disappeared, leaving only the words of gratitude blowing in the wind.

Uncle Jiu and Ye Fan looked at each other, smiled wryly and shook their heads.

Watching Zhuge Hanhai leave, Uncle Jiu looked at Ye Fan and said with a wry smile: "Ye Fan, in the next few days, it is estimated that many people will come to you and me."

"Of course, those who have friendship can give some benefits. If you don't have friendship, just stay where it's cooler!" Ye Fan curled his lips, his face full of indifference.

However, he seemed to think of something, looked at Uncle Jiu with a cheap smile and said, "Uncle Jiu, you have a lot of friends, I'm afraid you will not be clean by then!"

"Hey, it's time to exchange some of the materials I need. Anyway, I got so much flesh and scale armor, it's a waste to keep them!"

Regarding this matter, Uncle Jiu has long been concerned about it.

As the news spread, it would be a strange thing not to be allowed to come to the door!

Uncle Jiu also suggested that Ye Fan can exchange materials with some people with good reputations, maybe he can collect news about Wuqueguo and Bingxuanlian!

What's more, making more connections with people can never go wrong!

A hero with three gangs, even a god can't be alone, can he?

Hearing this, Ye Fan took it for granted, especially when the apocalypse came, it was time to start building his own power.

Chapter 839 There is an endless stream of treasure hunters!

"Uncle Jiu, leave this matter to you. I'll keep some things with you. I'll go back to practice first."

Obviously it's a trouble, Ye Fan doesn't want to deal with these people, why not go back and give advice to Tingting and Ningshuang Xiuwu!

Anyway, he believed that Uncle Jiu would tell those people that everything was given.

Leaving a word, Ye Fan slipped away, leaving Uncle Jiu with black lines all over his face, standing there dumbfounded.

I'm afraid I made a fake friend, and let me do this kind of thing for you?

You shouldn't expand your network. It seems that it's better to come forward for this kind of thing, right?

Looking at the back of Ye Fan going away, Uncle Jiu stroked his forehead, feeling very helpless.

"Dong dong!"

Back at Ren Mansion, Ye Fan went to check to what extent Hu Li had hatched the dragon eggs.

But not long after, there was a knock on the door.

"Who, don't disturb my retreat!"

The eyes were not half clean, Ye Fan sighed.

Ningshuang, who was standing at the door, was silent for a few seconds, and knocked on the door a little harder.

"Crack!"

With a crack, the latch snapped.

This is a cork made of jujube wood, and its hardness can be imagined.

In the past, even if Ningshuang kicked the door into pieces, it was impossible to snap off the bolt.

However, at this moment, with only a little force, she smashed the jujube wood door bolt into pieces.

Even Ningshuang herself was stunned, she didn't expect her strength to increase so much.

Seeing Ningshuang who was scratching her head and walking in with an embarrassed smile at the corner of her mouth, Ye Fan stepped forward and squeezed her little arm, and looked her up and down.

Nodding in satisfaction, Ye Fan praised: "That's right, the innate peak."

"Oh, don't pinch me, it hurts!" Ningshuang pouted, slapped Ye Fan's mischievous hand away with disgust on her face, spread her palm, and there was an MP3 lying on the palm: "Why can't it make a sound?"

Ye Fan frowned, are you addicted to listening to music?

Can't make a sound, it must be out of battery!

Just dozens of songs, you endless loop, don't you get tired of listening to it, and want to continue listening?

"The energy is exhausted, so naturally I can't make a sound."

Turning his head and lifting the quilt, Ye Fan waved his hand and saw Hu Li curled up holding the dragon egg.

Are you kidding, do you still want me to get a data cable to charge it?

Ningshuang stood quietly behind Ye Fan, neither refuted nor spoke, just looked at him quietly.

One minute, three minutes, ten minutes...

Ningshuang still stood there, just staring at Ye Fan quietly, without blinking for ten minutes.

The corner of Ye Fan's mouth twitched, he could only raise his hand in surrender.

"I'm afraid of you. Don't you think those songs are too explicit? Why do you still listen to them?"

Despondent and speechless are written all over your face, why do you still listen when you scold so happily?

"I just want to remember those things and exercise my immunity so that I won't be cheated by someone in the future!"

Ningshuang's eyes flickered a little, her crystal-clear earlobe was slightly red, and she was inexplicably guilty, she said stubbornly.