Chapter 162 What nonsense? Come together (Chapter 4)
"What?" Chen Fan slightly raised his eyebrows. He couldn't help but glance at this person and whispered, "Speak slowly." Stepping out of this small virtual realm, Chen Fan also felt the atmosphere of the Pang family. It seemed that
Something is wrong.
Where is this Patriarch Pang? Why is a boy guarding him here?
Moreover, there is still a faint smell of blood floating in the air.
This point must be unmistakable. Chen Fan is very sensitive to the smell of blood. He can feel it with just a slight sniff. His face suddenly sank. Could it be that something happened to the Pang family?
The boy grabbed Chen Fan and was almost in tears. "Mr. Mo, leave quickly. If you don't leave, it will be too late." He stretched out his hand to wipe his tears. Grandpa Pang seemed to be dead. He was ordered by the master of the family.
, stay here, no matter what, we must wait until Mo Fan comes out.
Then, send Mo Fan away.
As long as Mo Fan is still there, even if only one of his Pang family escapes, it will only take time to stand on top of the world again during the holidays! Pang Xiaolin is certain about this, and this, not only
It's just a belief, or even a gamble.
He had no choice but to believe in Chen Fan.
"Mr. Mo!" As soon as he hugged Chen Fan, the boy cried loudly. He immediately dragged him and wanted to go together. "Let's go quickly. If you don't go, it will be too late. The head of the house asked me to tell you that as soon as you come out of seclusion,
I will take you away immediately."
"There is a secret passage in our Pang family. If we go down now, we can leave this Pang family..." After saying that, the boy grabbed Chen Fan and left immediately.
Chen Fan couldn't help but frown, and he frowned fiercely, "What did you say?" Chen Fan looked strange, "You'd better explain the matter carefully."
Holding the child and not allowing him to cry, Chen Fan already had a trace of real-life anger. He was frightened by this Chen Fan. After hearing what the child said, Chen Fan's face darkened.
News leaked?
Is Cangxuan sent here?
"Follow me." Chen Fan said indifferently. In Chen Fan's eyes, this is actually not a big deal. Just come forward and solve it.
"Ah, Mr. Mo, wait for me, wait for me." Behind him, the child hurriedly shouted.
As for the Pang family, Patriarch Pang fell down with a bang, and a large ball of blood flowed out from his chest. Everyone in the Pang family was trembling, silent, and their faces were earthy.
Patriarch Pang is dead!
"No...!" Pang Xiaolin was hysterical and his face was as white as snow. He knew very well that as soon as his ancestor died, his Pang family would fall! There was no way he could stop these two masters of the ninth realm of spirit refining.
Pang Xiaolin’s face turned pale!
At that moment, He Changsong turned around, pulled out the knife from the corpse of Pang Ancestor, with a sinister smile on his face, carefully wiped the blood on the knife with a piece of white cloth, and then said with a dull expression, "How's it going?
, Master Pang, what are your thoughts? Do you want to hand over Mo Fan and the Spiritual Tribulation Book? Otherwise, your Pang family will not be left alive today!"
He Changsong said coldly. Looking at his cold expression, these previous words were definitely not a joke! He was serious.
Pang Xiaolin's body was trembling, and the hand holding the knife was still trembling. How could he not know what this man said? Pang Xiaolin gritted his teeth and said, "You are dreaming!"
Mo Fan must not be handed over!
Hearing this, He Changsong's face darkened and he couldn't help but look ugly. "So, there is no more talk?" He Changsong said coldly, "Since you are looking for death, then I will help you!"
As he said this, he trembled and went straight to Pang Xiaolin.
"Master, be careful!" On the other side, Pang Yiwei gritted his teeth and followed him. Pang Yiwei was covered in blood. Before, he had fought two people in the Eighth Level of Spiritual Refining alone, and he himself could not stand it.
He was worthy enough to step into this realm. At this moment, he had already vomited blood.
And he jumped up, and He Changsong had already jumped up, flew towards these people, and struck them with a palm.
Pang Xiaolin and Pang Yiwei raised their palms together, and with a bang, they both vomited blood and flew backwards!
He Changsong landed and let out a long laugh, "The Pang family is just at this level!"
With a "wow" sound, he vomited blood and fell to the ground. Pang Xiaolin looked ugly and held his chest, but now he was unable to stand up again. Pang Xiaolin's fingers were clenched tightly in his sleeves, and his face was extremely ugly.
At this moment, a hand stretched out from behind to support Pang Xiaolin. Chen Fan's face was revealed, with a calm expression. He looked towards the opposite side and said, "Master Pang, please take a rest first."
Chen Fan said indifferently, and in his eyes, a trace of murderous intent had already emerged, looking extremely ferocious.
The scene here has long fallen into Chen Fan's eyes. These people are really looking for death!
A trace of murderous intention emerged in Chen Fan's heart uncontrollably.
"Mo Fan, you... why did you come out!" Pang Xiaolin was very anxious. When he saw Chen Fan walking out, Pang Xiaolin was so anxious that he almost vomited blood! Chen Fan ignored him and strode towards He Changsong and the others.
After leaving, Chen Fan said coldly, "Did you take the lead in doing these things?"
Chen Fan's gaze fell on him and he said coldly, "Or is it the head of the Cangxuan Sect who is instigating this?"
"Huh?" He Changsong's face darkened. He looked at the young man who suddenly walked out. Not only did he not answer Chen Fan's question, he even glanced at Chen Fan up and down. "Are you Mo Fan?"
He said with some uncertainty. At this moment, he even sneered, "Okay, since you're here, I won't have to look for you again."
"Zheng Qing, this is the person you want." He Changsong sneered. He saw that Chen Fan was very weak and he had no intention of taking action?
"I'm asking you a question." Chen Fan said coldly. In one sentence, He Changsong, who had already turned around, turned back again, with a frown on his face and an impatient look on his face. He was almost scolding.
Said, "What do you mean?"
When death is imminent, why do you still ask if you have these?
Chen Fan had a ferocious look on his face and clenched his fingers in his sleeves. He had not returned to the realm of a real person, and some people were a bit too arrogant. "What I mean is very simple."
Chen Fan said word for word, "If you did this, then go to hell. If this was done under the instructions of the head of the Cangxuan Sect."
"Given time, I will kill the Cangxuan sect with my own hands!"
Slaughtered the Cangxuan sect!
As soon as these words came out, these people were all shocked. Are you kidding? Chen Fan's tone was a bit too loud. What is the Cangxuan Sect? It is one of the top ten famous sects in the world.
This person wants to slaughter this Cangxuan sect with just one mouthful? What a joke!
If the Cangxuan Sect is so easy to kill, why is it that it has still stood firm in this secular world for five hundred years?
This kid has an amazingly loud tone.
Pang Yuan was horrified. At this moment, he was the only one who knew that Chen Fan was not joking!
He is serious!
"You should take care of yourself!" From the side, Zheng Qing had cold eyes and was walking slowly in a black robe. "I really didn't recognize you that day, otherwise I wouldn't have let you go that day.
You walk away alive."
Zheng Qing looked ferocious, "But, Li Qingyuan won't be here to protect you today!"
It turned out that he also knew about Li Qingyuan.
"My junior brother Ah Huang died in your hands, right?" He looked Chen Fan up and down, his eyes cold, "I have to say, boy, you are very talented, you dare to touch even the person I buried!"
Suddenly, Chen Fan looked at him with this look. This look was full of impatience and cruelty. This look scared Zheng Qing so much that he subconsciously took a step back?
"Are you stupid?"
"Huh?" Zheng Qing was stunned when Chen Fan scolded him. Chen Fan glanced at him up and down, as if he was looking at a pile of dog shit and garbage, "You are also a member of the Burial Organization, right? That idiot Ghost Saint,
How could we raise trash like you? You are more nonsense than anything else."
"Hurry up, you guys, come together!" Chen Fan said ferociously.
"What?" He Changsong and Zheng Qing were both stunned, in disbelief, and almost doubted whether they heard it wrong.
Now that this has happened, he still dares to ask them to come together?