God-level Delivery Man from Ten Thousand Realms

Uncle Zhong's words are a bit convoluted, but the situation is indeed the case.

That Mr. Xu didn't reveal his identity at the beginning, but let Jiang Fan guess, then Jiang Fan just pretended that he didn't guess and it was over!

It's like between lovers, girls don't say anything if they have any thoughts, and they have to let boys guess. If they guess wrong, they say you don't care about her. Isn't this Nima embarrassing?

When the matter of going to the door was finalized, Jiang Fan suddenly asked:

"Has a hundred miles of wind come before?"

Uncle Zhong was taken aback:

"Master, are you still related to him?"

Jiang Fan shook his head, but then he was a little puzzled:

"No, Baili Changfeng should meet me..."

Among the ten poles of Tianding, the one who understands Tianwen the most is undoubtedly Baili Changfeng.

And it has been several days since the last time he fought Yaksha. It stands to reason that he should have come to find him a long time ago and supplement each other with information. Why didn't he come for so long?

Did something happen?

No, not possible.

At most, he and Yaksha will lose both sides, and neither will even use real means, and even if there is another sixth master, it will not be a problem to run a hundred miles away, as long as Tianzun is not there—

!

The corners of Jiang Fan's eyes twitched suddenly, but then he immediately threw the thought out.

If Tianzun is really there, how can he escape?

What's more, how could he just watch Shura die?

Ha ha.

Unless of course he...

Jiang Fan suddenly felt cold.

No way?

Could it be that Tianzun will use Shura as bait to lure Baili Changfeng?

No, no.

There are so many variables...

"Ding Ding Ding!"

At this moment, Jiang Fan's cell phone suddenly rang.

Jiang Fan took a deep breath to calm his mind, and then took out his mobile phone.

The caller ID showed that it was actually from Yu Xuzi, the Sect Master of the Pure Spirit Sect.

Jiang Fan picked up the phone:

"What's wrong?"

The opposite Yu Xuzi's voice was a little nervous:

"Mr. Jiang, do you still remember Danqing Pavilion?"

Jiang Fan was stunned and recalled, and suddenly he remembered the previous auction of the corpse of Grecia Labos.

That time, Bawangmen and Danqing Pavilion both came out to provoke them, but they were beaten by Jiang Fan.

Especially the law enforcement elder of Danqing Pavilion, Heliantai, was almost turned into a sieve by Jiang Fan!

And that night, when he stayed at the Jingling Sect, Ye Wanwan, the third pavilion master of Danqing Pavilion, took the opportunity to sneak in and actually wanted to assassinate herself.

He beat the woman seriously and asked Dan Qingge to take the flying sword to redeem people. Could it be that the other party used money to draw people now?

Thinking of this, Jiang Fan was instantly refreshed:

"Remember, Danqing Pavilion came to ask for someone?"

"Yes."

"Bring the money?"

"This...it doesn't seem like..."

"Damn! Who do you want if you don't have money!"

"What you said is, but the Danqing Pavilion is much stronger than us after all, you see..."

"I'll be there soon!"

After hanging up, Jiang Fan immediately looked at the others:

"Just like Long Yan and the others, you contact the wealthy family. As long as anyone dares to **** the Zhou family's property, none of them will be kept!"

"Yes!"

Everyone quickly agreed.

Curtis leaned closer to Jiang Fan:

"Master, see what you said just now, hehehe..."

"Don't even think about it, I'll just go to the Pure Spirit Sect. I won't forget you if there are good things. Hurry up and move! It's hard to explain if you start late!"

Following Jiang Fan's order, the entire Jiang family was in a panic, and everyone scattered!

Jiang Fan was a teleporter and came directly to the Pure Spirit Sect!

And just appeared on the square, Yu Qingzi immediately greeted him anxiously:

"Mr. Jiang."

Jiang Fan smiled:

"What's the situation? Why is your face so bad?"

"Don't mention it, the Danqing Pavilion is pressing people with power and wants us to let them go!"

"Hehe, they are really brave."

"The ten major sects are used to being arrogant. This time, the person who came to ask for someone is the young pavilion master of Danqing Pavilion. He has never seen you and doesn't know your methods. The key is, it seems that he came here on his own initiative..."

"On your own?"

Jiang Fan's footsteps suddenly stopped:

"In other words, what he represents shouldn't be the meaning of Danqing Pavilion?"

Yu Qingzi was taken aback:

"It should be, or it's been so long, if Danqing Pavilion really wants to rob people, it is estimated that they will come early, probably they are still collecting Feijian, ready to redeem people."

"Hehehe..."

Jiang Fan smiled:

"Then they should be better prepared!"

The two soon came to the outside of the hall, but just after arriving here, they heard a domineering voice inside:

"Yuxuzi! I **** warn you! Don't always use that surnamed Jiang to scare people!"

"What is the identity of our Danqing Pavilion, and he, Jiang Fan, deserves to be compared with us?"

"It's you! How dare you! To dare to detain our three pavilion masters is simply a crime!"

"Now, hand over Wanwan right away, or else you will go up and down the Pure Spirit Sect, and I guarantee that there will be no chickens and dogs!"

Jiang Fan couldn't help showing a look of nostalgia.

What a vibrant second-generation ancestor!

Fifty percent of the first pot of gold that I can earn comes from their contributions!

After arranging his collar a little, Jiang Fan finally stepped into the hall.

In the hall, in addition to Yu Xuzi and several other senior members of the Pure Spirit Sect, there were seven or eight strange men and women.

The leader was a man in a jade-colored long gown with jewels. This man seemed to be very fond of pearls. Almost all of the hairpins, buttons, belts, and shoes were decorated with pearls.

The key is that on his head, he actually wears a purple-gold crown that is exactly the same as Jia Baoyu in the 87 version of A Dream of Red Mansions!

"I'm afraid that others won't know that he is a rich second generation..."

Jiang Fan muttered something.

But seeing Jiang Fan swaggering in, his attire was out of tune with the world of self-cultivation, the man immediately frowned:

"Yu Xuzi! The people of your sect are too unruly! Can you enter this hall casually at this moment?"

Yu Xuzi ignored him at all. Seeing Jiang Fan coming over, he was relieved and hurriedly greeted him:

"Mr. Jiang, you are finally here!"

"Mr. Jiang?"

The man was startled, and suddenly showed a hint of pride:

"Are you Jiang Fan?"

"it's me."

The man was even more arrogant, and nodded Jiang Fan with his chin:

"It's even better now that you're here, let Wanwan go immediately!"

Jiang Fan laughed:

"Who are you? If you say let me go, isn't that shameful?"

"Face? In front of our young pavilion master, you have a fart face!"

Before the man finished speaking, a servant behind him spoke even more proudly:

"Tell you, this is the Young Pavilion Master of our Danqing Pavilion, Zhu Aotian!"

Jiang Fan was stunned, and it took a while to react:

"Domineering! Disrespectful and disrespectful!"

Zhu Aotian smiled proudly, and waved his hand pretending to be calm:

"Okay, I was so scared when I heard my name. It seems that you are also aware of the current affairs. If you let people go, I can let go of the past."

Jiang Fan nodded:

"It's okay to let people go, but what about the money?"

"money?"

Zhu Aotian was taken aback:

"what money?"

Jiang Fan's face suddenly sank:

"How the **** do you dare to come and ask for someone without money? I think it's fake that you want someone, but it's true to take the opportunity to come and assassinate! Come on! Arrest this assassin for me!"