Wang Fan's life became comfortable. Apart from studying the Baicao Collection and refining elixirs every day, he just wandered around with the girls.
Rare ease.
On the third day after he returned to Jinzhou, Chu Wei, Huang Tingting and others left one after another.
Wang Fan Group is in a period of rapid development and is expanding externally. They are not as comfortable as Wang Fan.
After Wang Fan's unremitting efforts, half a month later, all the spiritual herbs in his hands turned into elixirs.
Strictly speaking, it is not considered an elixir, it is just a pill condensed from spiritual herbs.
However, despite this, it is much more effective than boiling the spiritual grass into soup and taking it.
Wang Fan kept a few pills and gave the rest to Pei Qingcheng, Black Rakshasa Abiao and others.
They are also like treasures.
On this day, Wang Fan was cultivating himself. Well, to be precise, he was sipping tea and enjoying Ms. Ning Yao's massage, when Pei Qingcheng suddenly walked in.
She was wearing a lavender dress, her figure was enchanting and slim, and she looked a little less charming and a little more pure.
"Young Master Wang, something bad has happened. Someone from the Wrath Fist Sect is here. He wants you to go and see him before noon."
Pei Qingcheng's voice was a little urgent, and her eyes were flashing with uneasiness. Obviously, this angry fist gate gave her a lot of pressure.
"Wrath Fist Sect?" Wang Fan couldn't help but frowned, "What's the origin? Why did they summon me?"
Wang Fan felt a little funny, "He wants to see me, but he doesn't come to my place to visit me, but asks me to go see him. Doesn't he take himself too seriously?"
When Pei Qingcheng heard Wang Fan's words, he knew that Wang Fan had never heard of Wrath Fist Sect at all, and couldn't help but explain,
"Young Master Wang, you are not from the ancient martial arts world. You don't know. In the ancient martial arts world, there are three sects that can be called giants."
"All the Guwu families are basically their vassal forces. The Wrath Fist Sect is one of the three sects."
Pei Qingcheng's tone was a little solemn, "Three sects of the same sect have very little exposure to the world. Only when they meet those whose talents defy heaven's will,
Only then will he send his disciples to recruit."
"I originally thought that the people from the Wrath Fist Sect came to Jinzhou because they took a fancy to your potential, Mr. Wang. But the attitude of the disciples from the Wrath Fist Sect didn't make me feel like it."
"He seems to have a deep grudge against you. I guess he is probably standing up for the Ouyan family or the Yu family."
"Three sects in one sect, come forward?" Wang Fan smiled, "I haven't even gone to destroy the Yu family, and they come forward?"
Wang Fan was very disdainful, "If you ask them to wait, just say that I am not free now. When I am free, I will go see them."
"You're just a Rage Fist Sect guy, but you really take yourself seriously. I'm too lazy to pay attention to him."
Wang Fan didn't take it seriously at all.
When he was in the capital, Ye Nantian said that the country had restrictions on the forces of the Guwu family and others, and they simply did not dare to mess around in the secular world.
Otherwise, if all the people in the ancient martial arts world come out to make a fuss, wouldn’t this society be in chaos?
Therefore, although the Wrath Fist Sect sounded very impressive, Wang Fan didn't take it to heart.
Forget about sending a message through the air, why don't you let Wang Fan meet him? This is too awesome, Wang Fan is too lazy to give them face.
"Young Master Wang, we can't afford to offend the Wrath Fist Sect." Pei Qingcheng was about to cry, "If we offend them, we will be in big trouble."
Pei Qingcheng persuaded Wang Fan, "Why don't we go over and take a look first. If they are recruiting you, everyone will be happy. If they are trying to help the Yu family and the Ou Yan family, we will act on their own initiative. What do you think?"
Although Pei Qingcheng is not a person in the ancient martial arts world, he knows much more about the ancient martial arts world than Wang Fan.
The Wrath Fist Sect is not something that Wang Fan, who is at his peak innate ability, can provoke.
As long as someone wants, they can crush him to death at any time.
Wang Fan looked at Pei
Qingcheng's expression was a little helpless. Is the Wrath Fist Sect so scary? In order to make Pei Qingcheng not worry so much, he could only nod, "Okay, I'll go see them."
Wang Fan could tell that Pei Qingcheng was feeling very nervous, even a little uneasy.
On the way, she gave many warnings, never to take the initiative to offend the people of the Wrath Fist Sect, and try not to cause trouble.
Of course, if the Wrath Fist Sect is really trying to make things difficult for Wang Fan on behalf of the Ou Yan family and the Yu family, then there is nothing they can do.
Although Wang Fan felt unhappy, he could only nod. ??
Pei Qingcheng is so afraid of the Wrath Fist Sect. It seems that the Wrath Fist Sect is really not simple.
The two soon arrived at the hotel where the masters of Wrath Fist Sect lived.
Pei Qingcheng rang the doorbell with full of anxiety.
One minute, two minutes.
Three minutes passed and no one answered.
Wang Fan felt a little unhappy again, "Is there no one there? Why don't we leave?"
Pei Qingcheng pulled Wang Fan and lowered her head to explain, "This is the consistent style of the three sects. They are used to being aloof and have always been like this. No matter who pays homage, they will be hanged out for a while."
There is one thing Pei Qingcheng didn't say, that is, if someone is in a good mood, he will only leave you alone for three to five minutes, but if he is in a bad mood, he will leave you alone for a few hours.
Anyway, his identity is displayed there, so people who come to see him don't dare to complain.
"I'm going to go, this is too damned?" Wang Fan became even more unhappy after hearing this. He opened his mouth and couldn't help but burst out with swear words.
Pei Qingcheng was shocked and turned pale. In desperation, she quickly kissed Wang Fan and blocked his mouth.
Your sister, this is in front of someone’s house. If you scold them like this, what if they get angry?
Although the Wrath Fist Sect is very likely to come to the Ouyan Family and the Yu Family, what if it is not?
Even if he can avoid provoking the Wrath Fist Sect, Pei Qingcheng is still unwilling to let Wang Fan provoke him. After all, the Wrath Fist Sect is too powerful.<
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Wang Fan had no choice but to wait at the door with dissatisfaction.
They waited for half an hour before the door creaked open, and then, a handsome face in his thirties appeared in front of Wang Fan.
Wang Fan looked at that face and almost couldn't help but punch him, but in the end, he still endured it.
"Are you Wang Fan?" The young man glanced sideways at Wang Fan with an arrogant expression and a condescending tone.
"I am." Wang Fan lowered his head and replied. He was not giving in, he was afraid that looking at that face, he would not be able to help but punch him.
"Come in." The young man snorted disdainfully, and then entered.
Wang Fan and Pei Qingcheng followed closely behind, and Pei Qingcheng winked at Wang Fan repeatedly, asking Wang Fan not to take the initiative to provoke.
Wang Fan felt depressed, but for Pei Qingcheng, he could only nod.
There was another young man in the room.
This young man is also in his thirties, dressed in a blue shirt, looking cool and free.
He was sitting on the sofa with his big horse and golden sword, his eyes were arrogant and his nostrils were turned upward. At first glance, he looked like a pretentious master.
He glanced at Wang Fan coldly, and then shifted his gaze to Pei Qingcheng.
The moment he saw Pei Qingcheng, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, but he quickly concealed it.
"Senior Brother Tu, we've brought it here." The young man from before bowed and said to Senior Brother Tu, then stood behind him respectfully.
Senior Brother Tu looked at Wang Fan coldly and said nothing.
Wang Fan was a little puzzled and looked at him coldly, refusing to speak.
Pei Qingcheng lowered her head, feeling depressed and uneasy.
One minute, two minutes.
Three minutes later, the young man behind Senior Brother Tu finally couldn't bear it anymore. He suddenly pointed at Wang Fan and the two of them and said coldly, "You dog slave, why don't you kneel down and wait for death?"