"Xiao Fan, this is a game played by the upper class. We win once in a while and no one pays much attention to it. If we always win money, something will definitely go wrong."
Ding Fan scratched his head regretfully, and felt that what Wu Yahuan said was reasonable. If he used it as a cash machine, it would definitely cause a lot of trouble. He had simplified the problem before.
"I don't want to go out tonight. From now on, we can go play at any time." Wu Yahuan said.
"No black boxing." Ding Fan emphasized.
"Well, I'm not willing to let you fight." Wu Yahuan smiled slightly, with unconcealable tenderness flashing in her eyes. She used Ding Fan before, but now she can't live without this little man.
"Sister Huan, do you think I am obsessed with money?" Ding Fan asked with a smile.
"I might have thought so before, but not now. Practicing this path is very expensive! Just like Lan Shan's apprenticeship, it costs five million, not to mention the treasures of heaven and earth.
"
Ding Fan smiled slightly, and Wu Yahuan could be said to be a confidant.
At eleven o'clock at night, at Ding Fan's suggestion, all the lights in the house were turned off.
In this way, Wu Yahuan can see the atmosphere of the space more clearly, and occasionally a wisp of mist will flash through, which looks very strange.
Ding Fan took Wu Yahuan to the window again and asked her to gaze out the window. The world under the light was shrouded in a layer of mist, and seemed to be painted in different colors by the light.
"Xiao Fan, this is a wonderful feeling. The world turns out to be so different." Wu Yahuan gently leaned his head on Ding Fan's shoulder without any fear in his heart.
"The world is not that simple. In fact, we all live in a cage." Ding Fan said.
"Only through cultivation can one break through the prison!" Wu Yahuan, as smart as a man, immediately understood the meaning of Ding Fan's words.
"Yes, but the road to practice is long, and every breakthrough will be a huge adventure. After a breakthrough, you will benefit endlessly, but once you fail, there will be no chance to start over."
"I like adventure."
"Sister Huan, when you reach a certain level and open your spiritual eyes, you don't need special ointments. The world you see will be what it is now." Ding Fan said.
"But I don't like seeing ghosts."
"The spiritual eye can be closed at any time. For example, the world I see now is normal." Ding Fan said with a smile.
After overlooking the night scene for a long time, until the lights became much dim again, the two of them turned back and sat down. Wu Yahuan picked up the cigarette and was about to light it when he suddenly said in surprise: "Xiaofan, I saw an earthy smell in the crack of the door."
As soon as the words came out, Ding Fan covered her mouth. Wu Yahuan was startled and her face changed. She heard Ding Fan put his ear against hers and whispered: "Someone is here, at the door.
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I chose to live in Hengfu Building because of the tight security here. However, in the middle of the night, someone actually broke in. What on earth were the security guards doing?
Visiting the door in the middle of the night was definitely an evil intention. When Wu Yahuan heard this, he also became extremely vigilant.
"Xiao Lei..." Wu Yahuan whispered into Ding Fan's ear, worried about the safety of Mu Xiaolei next door.
"Don't worry Xiao Lei, this is for us."
"What should I do? I'll contact the bodyguards at home right away. They should be nearby."
"It's too late! You hide under the table and don't come out."
Ding Fan said, and quickly pushed Wu Yahuan to the bottom of the office. At this moment, there was the sound of the door lock being damaged, and a few seconds later, the door was suddenly pushed open.
A man in black wearing a black hood appeared at the door, holding a half-meter-long steel awl in his hand. Only two eyes were exposed. In the darkness, you could still feel the extreme coldness in this man's eyes.
Cold, without any emotional warmth.
At Ling's eyes, this man's whole body was covered with a layer of khaki aura, and he had obviously practiced evil arts. The super amulet on Ding Fan's chest also sensed it and glowed with a bright yellow light.
Without any hesitation, Ding Fan immediately bit the middle finger of his right hand, quickly drew a simple thunder talisman on the palm of his left hand with blood, and at the same time recited a spell, and thrust his left hand towards the man in black.
Boom!
Thunder roared, and the whole room seemed to tremble. As the lightning spread, Ding Fan's palm thunder immediately impacted the man in black.
Bang!
The man in black was knocked out and hit the opposite wall hard. However, he did not seem to be injured. Instead, he used the rebound of the wall to rush towards Ding Fan in the room at the speed of an arrow.
The steel cone created a dazzling cold light and pierced Ding Fan's chest. Ding Fan quickly leaned back, the steel cone scraped across his belly, and his clothes were lifted open.
Facing such a powerful opponent, Ding Fan naturally had to go all out. He suddenly raised his right foot and, as fast as lightning, kicked hard on the Mingmen point of the man's lower back.
Bang!
The man in black hit the wall in the house, but he seemed to be made of steel and iron, so he would not be injured at all, let alone feel any pain. The man in black jumped up again, and the steel cone was like a gust of wind, heading towards Ding Fan again
Attacked fiercely.
Ding Fan moved quickly, avoiding the attack while drawing another palm mine.
The frightened Wu Yahuan prayed repeatedly that Mu Xiaolei was already asleep and would not rush over when he heard the noise! I don’t know when Wu Yahuan’s heart began to soften and he learned to care about others.
Besides being unable to stab Ding Fan repeatedly, the man in black seemed a little impatient and attacked faster. When the steel cone passed by Ding Fan's right shoulder, he suddenly reached out and grabbed Ding Fan's right wrist.
A huge force was immediately transmitted, and the wrist seemed to be tightly locked by an iron vise, unable to be pulled out at all!
The man in black narrowed his eyes slightly, thinking that he had succeeded, and Ding Fan would definitely die! However, Ding Fan's left hand suddenly slapped the man in black on the shoulder, and there was another thunderous explosion, causing lightning to shoot out.
This time, the thunder in the palm of the hand was struck firmly and with such force that it could crack mountains and crack rocks. The man in black couldn't bear it, and with a pop, his knees hit the ground.
Ding Fan also took advantage of the situation and pulled out his right hand. Even though he was strong, he still felt a burning pain in his wrist. He suddenly raised his knee and hit the man in black in the face!
The sound of broken bones was heard, and the man in black let out a muffled groan and fell to the ground on his back.
However, a cloud of yellow mist suddenly appeared on the man in black, carrying a suffocating sense of oppression, and instantly surrounded Ding Fan.
This is a kind of confinement technique. Ding Fan is like being trapped in a dragnet, unable to move at all.
The man in black struggled to get up and picked up the steel awl again. At this moment, the blood had stained his hood red, and there were drops of blood falling on the ground, and there was a clear clicking sound.
Kill Ding Fan!
The man in black had murderous intent in his eyes. He once again grasped the steel awl and pointed it at Ding Fan's chest, letting out a vague sneer.