Leng Ling'er didn't insist anymore and controlled Wu Yahuan to return to the room, then left the body and returned to Ding Fan.
Wu Yahuan woke up and lay on the bed in shock. He wanted to find Ding Fan, but he felt that his body was too tired to move at all, so he could only lie there like this and gradually fell asleep.
Half an hour later, Ding Fan came out of the bathtub. Even though he had taken a Qi-Building Pill, he still felt like he was hollowed out.
Tonight, there is unprecedented danger, a thin line between life and death!
"Huanhuan is back? Are you okay?" Ding Fan asked with concern.
"I said it's okay, it's okay, I'm definitely not going to die!" Leng Ling'er said angrily.
"I gonna go see."
"Why are you so stubborn? Wouldn't it be better to let her just think of it as a dream?" Leng Ling'er stopped him and refused to let him go. Ding Fan was exhausted, so he sat down tiredly, opened his mouth wide and breathed several times, but he always felt suffocated.
"Xiaofan, how did you get rid of that fourth-level spirit ghost?" Leng Ling'er asked.
"It's the Black Dragon Jade Pendant!"
Ding Fan picked up the jade pendant from the bed and hung it around his neck again. Leng Ling'er then came over to look at it and praised: "I really didn't see it before. This is a super magic weapon."
"It almost sucked all my energy away!" Ding Fan complained.
Just when the fourth-level spirit ghost collided with Ding Fan and wrapped him up, the Black Dragon Jade Pendant suddenly activated, frantically absorbing the true energy in Ding Fan's body.
Immediately, the violent wind and thunder energy contained in it surged out, dispersing the pure Yin Qi of the fourth-level spirit ghost. Thunder and lightning, in particular, caused greater damage to the fourth-level spirit ghost.
Ding Fan finally had a glimmer of hope and continued to fight regardless.
In Ding Fan's view, the sudden fall of thunder from the sky and the elimination of the ghost ghosts were also related to the activation of the Black Dragon Jade Pendant. The jade pendant with the name "Thunder" seemed to be able to react with the sky thunder.
Leng Ling'er's decision at that time was extremely correct. If he still stayed in the open space on the roof of the building, there was no guarantee that the thunder would not hit Ding Fan's head.
"Although it consumes true energy, it is also a life-saving artifact." Leng Ling'er praised.
"The price is too high!"
"You don't need to practice Zhuan Gong." For the first time, Leng Ling'er actually made a joke to liven up the atmosphere, but Ding Fan was too tired and didn't have the strength to laugh. Leng Ling'er complained again: "Xiao Fan, you are too impulsive.
, you shouldn’t go out in such a dangerous situation.”
"That spirit ghost wants to kill my master's favorite pigeon."
"Is a stupid pigeon more important, or is your life more important? If it hadn't been for a sudden thunderstorm, we would all have died there, along with your stupid ring." Leng Ling'er said.
"Huanhuan just provided me with a place to live, Ling'er, please show mercy!" Ding Fan complained.
"What does she have to do with me? I'm not worried about you!"
"Hey, you are starting to feel sorry for me."
"Stop being so playful, you can't take any more risks in the future." Leng Ling'er said, pretending to explain, "If you die, Huanyue Sect will have no leader, and I won't have a house to live in! Believe it or not, by then, Huanyue Sect will no longer have a leader."
The disciples will also be kicked out of the botanical garden."
"That's a long way to go. In any case, the fourth-level spirit ghost is completely dead. It's gratifying that we will be safe for a while." Ding Fan said.
The fourth-level spirit ghost was killed by the thunder, which was also a big loss for the Tiandi Chamber of Commerce.
Although they have no shortage of spirit ghosts, the warning effect of thunder makes them even more frightened. If they want to release high-level spirit ghosts, they will definitely be cautious.
However, something happened suddenly tonight, and both Wu Yahuan and Ye Ducking were involved!
Wu Yahuan would never regard what happened at night as a nightmare. Ye Duckweed is an improving psychiatrist. They must have noticed an abnormality and must give a reasonable explanation.
Otherwise, both of them will have shadows in their hearts that may not be eliminated for a long time.
"Ling'er, you look like you are full of spiritual power!" Ding Fan admired sincerely.
"Haha, if a third-level spirit ghost absorbs the aura of a fourth-level spirit ghost, I'm afraid I will be the first in the world." Leng Ling'er said with a smile. This was the happiest thing for her. This move has already impressed her.
The basis for the next promotion, "It's a pity, I can't finish it, it's all wasted!"
"Let's just say that Master Leng is a spiritual genius. He can achieve great achievements in both human and ghost realms." Ding Fan praised.
"That's..." Leng Ling'er raised her face arrogantly, but felt something was wrong, and then asked: "Xiaofan, if you have anything to say, just say it, what do you want to do?"
"Leng Ling'er, we are under the same roof. I want to tell those two the real situation. Instead of being suspicious, it is better to be honest." Ding Fan tried.
I thought Leng Ling'er would firmly refuse, but she agreed immediately.
"As long as they're not afraid, I'm fine, and I don't have to avoid them all the time."
"Really?" Ding Fan couldn't believe it.
"Of course, we can still chat together if we have nothing to do. We don't have to just face you." Leng Ling'er shrugged.
"Can you chat?" Ding Fan sat up in surprise.
"Haha, I am now considered a pseudo-level 4. I can communicate with humans and directly display images. This place will become lively." Leng Ling'er smiled mischievously.
Fortunately, this spirit ghost has a contract and the relationship is good, otherwise Ding Fan would have got up and fled immediately.
There was a knock on the door, and Leng Ling'er left. Ding Fan went over and opened the door. It was Ye Duckweed wrapped in a quilt. She asked with concern: "Xiao Fan, are you okay?"
"Thank you, Sister Ye, for your help. I'm fine!" Ding Fan said.
"Hand around her..."
"I'll explain it later when I have time. Sister Ye, go back and rest. Don't tell anyone what happened tonight." Ding Fan reminded.
"I understand, I won't tell anyone." Ye Ducking nodded, turned around and went back.
It was time to rest. Ding Fan lay on the bed, still feeling tired, and soon fell asleep, with his body curled up like a child.
Leng Ling'er came in and looked at Ding Fan in his sleep. She felt distressed inexplicably. She couldn't help but drift over and kissed her forehead gently before going back to the house.
Early the next morning, Ding Fan pushed open Wu Yahuan's door. She was still asleep. She was so exhausted last night that she couldn't get up at all.
He took a closer look and found that Wu Yahuan was fine. Ding Fan closed the door gently, drank a bowl of hot porridge, and ate two tea eggs. After going out, he drove straight to the International Expo Center to attend the first meeting of the International Fashion Expo.
The opening ceremony of the day.
The International Expo Center is a lively scene, with colorful flags fluttering, crowds of people, and seven small hot air balloons floating in the sky, each with a large character printed on it. Together they are, International Fashion Expo!
International supermodels and Fuyao models have all arrived, becoming the most dazzling scenery.
The disciples of the Huanyue Sect were also dressed in costumes, with security signs pinned to their chests. They stood at key positions at each entrance, carefully observing the crowds who came to attend the meeting, and could not let go of any suspects.
In addition, Ding Fan also saw a dozen police officers in plainclothes, walking back and forth calmly.