Langfei: I am the younger brother of the Fudi demons

The sudden female voice made the three women stunned.

This voice was not unfamiliar to them.

When they came to the Qingtian Sect through the Yin Yin Platform, it was this voice that appeared out of thin air that guided them to get started, calling themselves the Yin Yin Envoy.

But it never appeared again.

I didn’t expect it to suddenly appear now.

By the way, Lin Fan just said that the envoy threw him into the spiritual spring pool.

So Lin Fan didn't lie?

And have you seen this envoy before?

Just when the three girls were thinking this, the voice sounded again.

This time it was to the three Lingxingwu girls: "You are dressed like a bastard."

Three girls: "..."

Lin Fan was so frightened that his legs went weak.

Damn it, pills...

He quickly winked at the three girls to prevent them from being cheated on, and then the boss continued: "You are also very bastard-looking."

"..."

Lin Fan was completely confused at that time, and the hot-tempered tiger girl man-in-law Ling Xingwu was even more outraged: "You are only the eighth wife, and the whole family is the eighth wife!"

Although you are the messenger.

But you can't curse people casually.

Duanjian paused for a moment, then said in a somewhat embarrassed voice: "I am indeed a bitch."

Lin Fan had already put his hand on his forehead and couldn't bear to look directly.

Then his eyes involuntarily glanced towards the door.

Run away now,

The dog's life should still be saved, right?

The three girls, who were quite angry at first, were all stunned when they heard what the receptionist said.

Why are you still scolding your own mother-in-law?

Finally, Baiyin couldn't help but asked curiously: "Is there something wrong with your understanding of Ba Po?"

"Don't you mean you are beautiful?"

"..."

The three women looked at each other.

Is this what Ba Po means?

We are uneducated, don’t lie to me...

Finally, Chai Baobao couldn't help but muttered: "Isn't the eighth wife describing a woman as being nosy, speaking vulgarly, and also calling her a long-tongued woman? Isn't this a curse?"

There was an eerie silence on the field for a moment.

Seeing this situation, Lin Fan didn't dare to stay. He wished that my mother would have two extra legs and just run out of the Lingquan Pond and run away.

As a result, as soon as he escaped about ten meters away, the space suddenly moved in front of him. He plunged in, and when he came back to his senses, he found that he was in the Lingquan Pool again.

Lin Fan looked desperate, and heard the faint voice in his ears: "As the only true disciple in this generation, your cultivation is still too weak. How can you set an example for all the disciples of the Qingtian Sect? I should give you a helping hand. Continue to help you refine the remaining divine blood."

When Lin Fan heard this, he almost cried on the spot: "Senior, if you have something to say, please speak up. We are all cultural people... Wow..."

Lin Fan's pleas for mercy soon turned into miserable screams.

That kind of crushing pain was so painful that life was worse than death, and the three women were also horrified to see it.

The torture lasted for more than an hour before it stopped.

At last,

Lin Fan lay paralyzed in the pool, as if he was being raped by a group of women in turn, not wanting to move a finger.

Although his cultivation level improved several levels again after a set of Miss Broken Sword's version of 'Horse Killing Chicken', the pain that penetrated into his soul was so painful that he didn't even want to try again.

Miss Duanjian was obviously feeling comfortable. After a while, the voice floated over inadvertently: "I am very interested in the clothing of your era. Go and get some for me. Maybe it will help me understand your era better." understanding.”

Lin Fan, who was paralyzed there, twitched the corner of his mouth.

It's just as stinky as it is beautiful, and it's said in such a high-sounding way.

You can understand the era of bullshit through clothing!

At the same time, he was even more certain that the Tianxing Sword was the Tianxing Sword and that Miss Broken Sword was Miss Broken Sword.

Although it is not yet known what the relationship between the two is and why the Tianxing Sword is needed to ‘show its face’.

Just as Lin Fan was complaining, the other party's voice sounded again: "Of course, I can also reward you with merit points."

Lin Fan was stunned by the other party's words, and then he noticed a change in his disciple order:

"Exclusive mission for true disciples: collect external clothing. If selected, you will receive a reward of 100-1000 merit points for each item."

Lin Fan, who was originally complaining, immediately perked up and his eyes lit up.

That's too polite.

Aren’t they just beautiful clothes?

I'll get you as much as you want.

I can bankrupt the Qingtian Sect.

Lin Fan was very happy.

Afterwards, the conversation between the two parties began to become harmonious.

Seeing that Lin Fan was about to go out to pick up the envoy to 'purchase', the three girls also became energetic.

Then he didn't even care about the blaster and the monkey stealing peaches. They all excitedly surrounded Lin Fan to tell him what they wanted.

After all, the supplies prepared before were just enough to keep the Optian Sect alive. Now that there is an opportunity to live a more nourishing and higher-quality life, who would miss it?

For a time, the shopping list of the three women was so exaggerated that even auntie towels were included.

Lin Fan looked at the long list.

This requires emptying out a small supermarket, right?

But then I thought about it, and it seemed that he had found a way to make a fortune again.

After all, the three women in front of me are not the only ones who are short of daily necessities, right?

There are hundreds of people in Qingtian Sect now...

Moreover, although there are not many people, everyone is a high-quality consumer group.

Not bad.

Lin Fan's eyes lit up.

This is another business opportunity found.

Damn, I'm really a genius.

Subsequently,

Without any nonsense, Lin Fan directly asked Miss Broken Sword to send him out of the Qingtian Sect.

The screen suddenly changed,

In the blink of an eye, Lin Fan was already standing on the teleportation array that led to the town.

The night watchman stationed in the town has long been used to this scene.

Lin Fan greeted a few people and couldn't wait to leave the town.

But when he stepped out of the ruins, he noticed that there were many more night watchmen outside the ruins entrance.

Lin Fan felt a little weird and glanced at the night watchman watching the door: "Brother, what's going on?"

"Just call me Lao Lang." Lao Lang, the gatekeeper of the ruins, said with a kind face.

It's just that this kind of kindness is the kind that can scare children into tears.

Because of his acne-covered face, a scar was as twisted and ugly as a centipede.

Of course, although he looks ugly, he can't cover up his gossipy heart: "I heard that something happened in a secret place in the beautiful country, so just in case, the security of the ruins and secret places discovered in China has been increased."

When Lin Fan heard this, he immediately became interested: "What happened?"

"Rumors say that a spiritual riot suddenly occurred in the western part of the beautiful country a few days ago, and then an exit from the secret realm appeared. Not only that, the creatures in the secret realm wanted to break out of the secret realm and enter the real world."

"Although the beautiful country immediately mobilized its sea, land and air forces, it paid a heavy price and was able to barely suppress it..."

Compared with Lao Lang's obvious gloating, Lin Fan's expression was solemn.

Isn't this very similar to the riot in Taihang Mountain?

Miss Broken Sword of the Qingtian Sect woke up from her deep sleep because she sensed the resurrection of the outside world.

Coupled with the riot in Taihang Mountain, this time the secret realm of beautiful country ruins suddenly appeared.

All this seems to be related to the global recovery.

Will similar incidents occur more and more frequently as the world continues to recover?

This is a chance?

Or disaster?

Lin Fan then left the ruins, his thoughts all over the place.

When I was brought back to reality by a burst of yelling, I realized that I had unknowingly returned to the school dormitory...