Ungodly Evil Spirit

"What's going on? The demon saint went in like this, wouldn't she have a fight with Lin Feng?"

At the moment when the two of Ye Fan were kissing in the camp, everyone outside was confused.

Seeing Lu Ji and others just staying outside, I was really puzzled.

If the two parties want to get such an important thing from the Soul Lord inheritance, I am afraid it is impossible to discuss it.

Moreover, the demon saint, who has always been cold, felt strange when she saw Lin Feng.

"Well……"

After an intense kiss, Qing Shiyu blushed in shame and pushed Ye Fan away helplessly.

For a while, he just leaned in Ye Fan's arms, not daring to look up at him.

"Ye Fan, did you accept me?"

Qing Shiyu asked suddenly.

"What do you mean?"

Ye Fan asked Qing Shiyu's soft long hair lightly, and asked faintly.

Although there was no affirmative answer, Qing Shiyu already had the answer in her heart, as sweet as eating honey.

As for Xiang Quan's affairs, she was just jealous of the time she spent with Ye Fan.

Ye Fan is not a romantic person who loves one another.

Feeling Qing Shiyu’s arms tightening gradually, Ye Fan said softly, “This time it’s me who is not good, but don’t worry, in the heavens, you are the closest person to me. No matter what happens, I will protect you. of."

"Hehe, I'm a demon saint now, it's almost the same if I protect you!"

Qing Shiyu raised her head and gradually revealed a little girl-like smile, jokingly.

"It's naturally better, no matter who protects who, I won't be separated from you!"

Ye Fan responded with a smile.

He had already accepted Qing Shiyu in his heart, and only when he parted did he know that he missed it.

"En!" Qing Shiyu buried her head in Ye Fan's arms again, enjoying a touch of tenderness.

If someone from the outside sees that the strength of Purgatory Valley is the first, the demon saint with the first bloodline is leaning against the man's arms like a bird, she will inevitably lose her big teeth.

In their hearts, Ye Fan would definitely become a "little white face".

"By the way, you also want the barefoot golden crow, is it also for the inheritance of the soul?"

Ye Fan thought of the meeting just now, and asked abruptly.

"Yeah, it's not for you. You are not showing up for a long time. I'm afraid you missed the dragon vein, so I want to help you get the inheritance of the soul lord first!"

Qing Shiyu nodded, and said with a little bit of resentment.

"Haha, you think of me everywhere, it seems that I will care about you more in the future!"

Ye Fan smiled awkwardly, which was really a coincidence.

"It's best for you to have this consciousness!"

Qing Shiyu nodded in satisfaction, and at the same time began to talk about the business: "Do you really get the position of the Soul King's Underground Palace, just as everyone has said?"

"I don't know the true or false of that place, but according to common sense, it should be true."

Ye Fan looked serious, and gradually told about Zhang Damo's affairs.

"In other words, Zhang Damo found the Soul Sovereign Underground Palace through the ghost clan secret method, but intends to steal the inheritance!"

Qing Shiyu gradually understood that the ghost tribe was proficient in various secret arts, and it was indeed reasonable to find the underground palace.

But I am afraid that a great price has been paid.

"The people of Zhang Damo handed a barefoot golden crow to Duan Yuanshui, who didn't know anything, for safekeeping, but Duan Yuanshui used it to save his life, so the conspiracy was revealed. Everything is a coincidence!"

Ye Fan summed up.

No matter what method Zhang Damo intends to use to obtain the remaining two barefoot golden crows, he only knows that Zhang Damo's calculations have already been obtained by him.

Zhang Damo's final method of separating souls, on the contrary, achieved Ye Fan and made Feng Wu appear.

"Now I only have the last barefoot golden crow, and I will wait for the last person to show up!"

Ye Fan sighed with a look of hope in his eyes.

The inheritance of the soul is almost close at hand.

"Actually, I know the one who owns the last barefoot golden crow!"

Qing Shiyu's pretty face gradually became serious, and said.

"Oh? Who is it?"

Ye Fan's eyes lit up after hearing this, and he asked quickly.

"Brother Feng... the big thing is not good..."

Just when Qing Shiyu wanted to answer, Xiang Hai's excited voice suddenly came from outside the camp.

"Wait!"

Ye Fan said to Qing Shiyu, and the two went out of the camp.

Outside, the crowd is the same, but Xiang Hai and others' faces are hard to see the extreme.

"what's going on?"

Ye Fan was confused, if he wasn't very urgent, Xiang Hai would definitely not bother him.

"Brother Feng, Quanquan was taken away, please help him!"

Xiang Hai eagerly explained, and knelt down directly.

"I was arrested? With so many of you, can't you stand it?"

Ye Fan's face instantly sank.

"Just now Quanquan went out of the territory to relax, and I was the only company with me, so..."

Xiang Hai's face was full of guilt.

"What did they say?"

Ye Fan directly interrupted Xiang Hai's words.

"He didn't say anything, just left a scroll."

While talking to the sea, he gradually took out the scroll.

Ye Fan took this thing, turned around with a heavy face and entered the camp, while Xiang Hai and others were still standing outside.

At this moment, the other party caught Xiang Quan and left a scroll. The purpose is not to be guessed.

"It's despicable!"

In the camp, there were still only two people, Ye Fan and Qing Shiyu. After reading the information on the scroll, Ye Fan turned it into a fan.

The content on the scroll made Ye Fan bring two big golden crows and location drawings three days later, and exchange Xiangquan.

It is the inheritance of the soul king.

And what Ye Fan hated most in his life was precisely this threat.

"Ye Fan, calm down first, I think I know who that person is!"

Qing Shiyu came to Ye Fan's side and comforted.

"You said……"

Ye Fan nodded and gradually recovered his composure.

"He should be the person I just wanted to talk to you, Huang Tian demon genius, demon saint son, Huang Wudao!"

Qing Shiyu explained with a heavy face.

"Huang Wudao!"

Ye Fan responded and remembered the name in his heart.

"Huang Wudao got the first barefoot golden crow as early as 20,000 years ago. He is the person who wants to get the golden crow most from you!"

Qing Shiyu traces the past.

"Where is this person ranked? How strong?"

Ye Fan started to ask, the more specific he knew, the more he could establish his identity.

"Huang Wudao is the third-ranked blood genius in Purgatory Valley, second only to me and the demon genius Zhenwei. He has been famous in Honghuangzhai for many years. At the same time, among the demon clan, he is called the holy son."

Qing Shiyu explained in detail.

"No. 3! But how can you tell that this is what he did?"

Ye Fan's eyes fell slightly and continued to ask.

"This person Huang Wudao is good at calculating, and he has some shameless infamy long ago. Besides, you have already killed Feng Wu and you have a great reputation. Those who dare to deal with you in Honghuangzhai, and those who want to deal with you are probably only Huang Wudao!"

Qing Shiyu analyzed rationally.

Some things don't need real evidence at all, only thorough judgments can be drawn.

"What you said makes sense!" Ye Fan nodded, his face gradually becoming gloomy and said: "Since he used such a method to deal with me, don't blame me for being ruthless!"