"Master has to be strong throughout his life and refuses to give in. In fact, he has accepted you a long time ago. Third uncle, this is his greatest sincerity. Let go of what you should let go of." Ding Fan struck while the iron was hot and continued to persuade him with sincerity.
"Let's talk about it later!" Ma An raised his hand and looked up and down: "How did it get like this?"
"The incident happened suddenly, isn't it? I'm tired from working with my senior brothers in Fuyun Mountain!" Ding Fan spread his hands.
oh!
Can match it!
Masan believed it to be true and laughed happily, "Just bear with him this time. Anyway, we won't see each other again in the future!"
He smiled and patted Ding Fan on the shoulder. Masan got into the car. As soon as the black car started, he ordered the driver to stop and waved from the car window.
Ding Fan stepped forward and Ma San asked in a low voice: "Xiao Fan, is it true that Sikong Laoer has gone into seclusion?"
"You can't be wrong!" Ding Fan vowed.
"He did not……"
Masan was about to speak but hesitated for a moment, then waved his hand and the black car turned around and quickly disappeared into the traffic.
Wu Yahuan breathed a sigh of relief and asked in confusion: "Xiaofan, your master and Masan are sworn enemies. How could you leave Fuyun Mountain to him?"
"Hehe, Master definitely won't agree. It's my own decision." Ding Fan smiled evilly.
"The sky is high and the emperor is far away. He can't control you. Hum, will one day I end up with the same fate?" Wu Yahuan asked sourly.
"Nonsense, it's different."
Ding Fan put his arms around Wu Yahuan's slender waist and explained: "Over at Fuyun Mountain, it's true that there are people sent by Taoist Master Donglin, but local people must also participate in the management. The only people under Third Uncle's knees are Lan Shan and Sikong Ye. You
Think about it, don’t let the rich water flow to outsiders’ fields!”
oh……
Wu Yahuan sounded a long note and couldn't help laughing: "In the end, Ma San still can't get around the flesh and blood of the Sikong family, but it's an advantage for those two crazy girls to enjoy the benefits."
Just as he was about to get on the bus, Taoist Master Dong Lin called. The disciple reported that traces of Hu Congyu were found!
Ding Fan's face darkened and he ordered: "Huanhuan, go back to the martial arts center first."
"..."
Wu Yahuan reluctantly pulled Ding Fan's tattered clothes: "I haven't been back for so long, and the sky in Jingyang hasn't fallen. I have to go back to change and rest, right?"
"Haha, you can do this in the martial arts center." Ding Fan didn't take it seriously. Seeing Wu Yahuan's resistance, he smiled and said: "Huanhuan, you should stay too. It's best not to go anywhere."
"Why?" Wu Yahuan was puzzled.
"Because you have been very diligent during this period and you are already showing signs of forming a pill!"
real?!
Wu Yahuan exclaimed, she couldn't believe her ears, and was so excited that she was incoherent: "I really feel different from before. My appetite is smaller, and my body shape is already in perfect proportions. My skin condition is also very good, and it seems that I have my own beauty."
My face. Also, my nails are very rosy. I don’t need to do any manicure at all. Even my hair is very smooth..."
Ding Fan had a wry smile on his face. Wu Yahuan seemed to only care about his physical appearance.
However, those who are blessed do not need to be busy. With the nourishment of pill pills and Fengman's special care, Wu Yahuan's current cultivation level is one of the few in the human world.
After happily returning to the martial arts center, Wu Yahuan insisted that Ding Fan take a shower and change his clothes before heading to the office.
Taoist priest Dong Lin was anxiously walking up and down the corridor with his hands behind his back. When he saw a pair of beautiful ladies walking towards each other, chatting and laughing, the corner of his mouth twitched, naturally he did not dare to complain.
After sitting down in the office, Ding Fan asked: "Hu Congyu, is he active in Fuyuan again?"
"I haven't seen her in person, but my disciples found that there are servants coming in and out of the other caves!" Taoist Master Donglin replied.
Ding Fan's eyes darkened. Any place where servants could come and go must have something to do with Hu Congyu!
"Is there another cave? Where is it?"
"The newly developed scenic spot in Fuyuan is an underground cave, named Dongtian, which has just been opened to the public." Taoist priest Dong Lin explained.
"Are there many tourists?" Ding Fan asked again.
"It's the off-season for tourism, and there's not enough publicity. Most of them are local tourists."
The female demon's minions must be cut off.
Ding Fan stood up and said sternly: "Taoist Master, please go back to Fuyuan first and continue to observe. Don't alarm others for now. Let the disciples pretend to be tourists and mark out all the suspicious places inside."
"Yes! This time, my subordinates will definitely surround Biezongtian, and I will never let her escape again this time!"
Taoist priest Dong Lin gritted his teeth. Because of Hu Congyu, Qingfeng Temple is still closed, and the losses are incalculable.
After Taoist Master Dong Lin said goodbye and left, Wu Yahuan hesitated for a moment, then suddenly came to the opposite side of the desk and bowed in a similar manner, "Leader, I also want to participate in this battle."
"Can!"
Wu Yahuan wanted to find a few more excuses, but Ding Fan agreed readily. He couldn't help but be overjoyed, "Xiao Fan, do you really agree to take me there with you?"
"The future leader's wife is eager to make contributions and establish her authority, so I have no reason to stop her." Ding Fan spread his hands.
"You still understand me!"
Wu Yahuan smiled happily, rushed over to hug Ding Fan, and kissed him several times.
After lingering for a while, Ding Fan found something in his hand, a shiny chain.
The workmanship is indescribably exquisite, the facets are extremely complex, and sparkle like diamonds.
It is more than two feet long and has excellent toughness. It can be folded into nine sections. It is also inlaid with expensive colorful gems that cannot be named.
Wu Yahuan grew up in a rich life and had seen countless good things, but this chain still attracted her deeply. She picked it up carefully. It felt warm to the touch and extremely hard, but she could not feel much weight.
I drew it on my neck and it seemed a little thicker.
Wu Yahuan likes it as long as it is a gift from Ding Fan. What's more, this treasure is extremely gorgeous. She is very satisfied: "Hehe, it can be worn as a long chain. Isn't it pretty?"
Wu Yahuan put his little hands on his back, tilted his head, and asked with a smile.
Ha ha!
Ding Fan laughed out loud and pointed at the other person's nose, "You fool, it's not something you wear around your neck."
"Ah? Oh, that's the belt!"
Wu Yahuan is smart and wears it well around her waist. Not to mention, it is sparkling and very fashionable.
Seeing that Ding Fan was still smiling, Wu Yahuan looked embarrassed and asked embarrassedly: "Did I wear it wrong again?"
"Actually, it's very creative to use as a belt." Ding Fan smiled and then held Wu Yahuan's shoulders: "Actually, it is a magic weapon called the Nine-Star Whip. It can be used for self-defense and offense. From now on, it will belong to
is you."
yeah!
Wu Yahuan jumped up happily like a child.
Then, he looked around, spotted the potted plant, and couldn't wait to take action, wanting to test the power of the nine-star whip.
Ding Fan wanted to stop it, but it was too late.
Wow!
The potted plant just silently lost a leaf, nothing was missing.
The bookshelf at the back had been pulled out and the glass was broken all over the floor.
Office furniture needs to be replaced with new ones again!
"I didn't take out the bookshelf?" Wu Yahuan looked confused.