Langfei: I am the younger brother of the Fudi demons

Lin Fan turned around and saw a familiar figure running quickly.

Isn't it one of the two women who took him to that ancient land to rescue Yu Qianmo last time?

On the way to rescue Yu Qianmo, they had already become familiar with each other.

The girl's name is Han Queer, and she is an inner disciple of the Wuji Taoist Sect.

Although she is not as shrouded in the aura of a saint and a Taoist like Yu Qianmo, her appearance alone is far better than Yu Qianmo's ordinary appearance.

Furthermore, to be able to become an inner disciple of a sect, one's qualifications are absolutely impressive.

In a declining place like China, he would definitely be considered a genius.

And looking at the other person's anxious and surprised look at the moment, listening to the other person's words, it was obvious that he had been waiting for him for a long time.

Lin Fan asked curiously: "What are you waiting for me for, Miss Que'er?"

Han Queer pulled Lin Fan's clothes without hesitation, with a pleading look on his face: "I... I want to ask you for a favor."

"What are you busy with?" Lin Fan looked at Han Que'er curiously.

Han Queer's face was filled with eagerness, but it was difficult to speak.

But at this time, an old man came over and spoke solemnly: "We want to ask for the soul liquid in your hand."

Lin Fan looked at the old man.

With just one glance, his eyes were fixed, and there was a flash of solemnity and alertness in his eyes.

This old man is not simple.

Although the other party could only show the realm of forming pills in this ancient city due to the rules of Lingtian Realm, he felt like he was merging with heaven and earth just standing there.

Obviously, the other party is an extremely strong man.

At the very least, it is at the level of the ancestor of the Muwang Clan.

And when the other party appears here, it is obvious that he has returned from the depths of Lingtian Realm in the opposite direction.

The purpose... is it because of myself?

Lin Fan was confused when he heard Han Queer say quickly: "This is Ding Xu, the main line elder of our Wuji Dao Sect. I have no ill intentions towards you."

Lin Fan could naturally see that the other party had no ill intentions towards him.

Of course, even if there is malicious intent, he is not afraid.

At the current level of pill formation, he has never been afraid.

But what does he need the soul liquid for?

With this in mind, he saw Han Queer gritting his teeth, and then lowered his voice a few degrees: "Something happened to our saint."

Something happened to Yu Qianmo?

Lin Fan's expression changed slightly.

When he rescued Yu Qianmo at the Demon Suppressing Tower before, he knew what happened to her.

At that time, Yu Qianmo was imprisoned on the third floor of the Demon Suppression Tower, which was obviously the method of the Nightmare.

I want her soul to be unable to return.

So there is no need to think about what happened to her physical body left in the outside world.

After Yu Qianmo was rescued by him, he hurriedly returned to his physical body. At that time, Lin Fan knew that a fierce battle was inevitable.

But now it seems that the situation is not optimistic.

Yu Qianmo won, but something happened, and he needed Yuanhun Liquid.

So... her soul was damaged!

Lin Fan had such speculation in his mind.

When Han Queer saw that Lin Fan didn't speak, she almost burst into tears: "We also went to ask the Jiang Clan before, but they said...all their soul liquid was taken away by you, and the Jiang Clan also There is no inventory and there is nothing we can do to help.”

To be honest, Han Queer was extremely shocked when she heard the news.

After asking around later, I found out that the Jiang clan's soul liquid was not simply 'taken' away by Lin Fan.

Instead, they were extorted by Shengsheng.

It can be said that it is outrageous that a powerful starry sky clan had no way to deal with a monk in the Dan Formation Realm, and was successfully blackmailed in the end.

It is enough to show what kind of monster this person in front of him is.

But when Lin Fan heard Han Queer's words, the corners of his mouth curled up.

The Jiang clan said they had no goods, which was just a fool.

Perhaps it was because the Holy Maiden of the Wuji Dao Sect was in urgent need of soul liquid, so she took the opportunity to get the Wuji Dao Sect to trouble Lin Fan.

After all, Yu Qianmo is a saint of the Wuji Taoist Sect, not to mention that he is also an Ultimate Taoist.

For Wuji Dao Sect, the meaning is extraordinary.

You must know that even a star field may not be able to produce a supreme master.

And if the ultimate person can grow up, it can definitely be said that one person can achieve enlightenment and ascend to heaven.

The death of the Ultimate Master is an unbearable loss for a star field.

So no matter what the cost, we must protect it.

In the eyes of the Jiang clan, Ling Tian was definitely a guy who could only get in but not get out.

The Wuji Dao Sect will definitely not get the soul liquid from his hands, and Ling Tian will offend the entire Wuji Dao Sect.

It was quite a wishful thinking.

Lin Fan sneered in his heart and heard the old man say with a serious face: "We, the Wuji Taoist Sect, can pay any price. All we ask is that you can give us some soul liquid. We, the Wuji Taoist Sect, will be grateful."

Lin Fan looked at Han Queer's eager look in front of him and the serious look in the old man's eyes.

I felt inexplicably envious of Yu Qianmo.

In China, I don’t know how many people would like to die.

I'm afraid if my soul is missing, countless people will secretly applaud, right?

But when something happens to Yu Qianmo, Wuji Dao Sect is willing to pay any price just to save Yu Qianmo.

Of course, he was filled with emotion. Lin Fan didn't waste any time and happily took out a jar of Yuan Soul Liquid and handed it to Han Que'er: "Go save people first. There's not enough left. How can I talk to that mediocre person?" Women are considered friends of life and death."

It can be said that Fenbaoya, who was at the place where the gods fell, experienced life and death together.

As for Lin Fan's actions, Han Queer and Ding Xu were both stunned.

Han Queer stared blankly at the soul liquid in her hand, unable to recover for a moment.

This jar weighs at least a dozen kilograms.

To the outside world, this is definitely an astronomical figure.

Their Wuji Dao Sect has even made up their mind to get the Yuan Soul Liquid no matter what the cost.

Of course they also knew the Jiang clan’s wishful thinking.

But when it got to that point, they had to take action...

As a result, they gave it directly to me without asking for anything in return.

Just because they know each other well.

Just because of the so-called 'life and death friendship' with his saint.

Han Queer looked at Mr. Lin in front of her in a daze.

To be honest, the saints who returned from their trip to the Land of the Gods scolded this person a lot.

I heard that the Saint was used as a shield by this guy in the Land of God’s Fall.

And he even called the saint ugly.

Every time the saint mentioned this guy, she would grit her teeth.

But now it seems that this person is still quite humane.

Han Queer was full of gratitude: "Thank you, thank you."

She hugged the jar containing the soul liquid tightly, as if she was afraid it would fly away.

When Ding Xu looked at Lin Fan with his eyes, there was gratitude in his eyes, and a touch of solemnity: "Thank you very much. If you can be of use to Wuji Dao Sect in the future, just ask!"

Hearing this, Lin Fan didn't feel anything yet, but there was a sound of cold air around him.

Then his eyes fell on Lin Fan full of envy.

After all, this is the guarantee of a powerful sect.

After making friends with such a powerful sect, who would dare to attack Ling Tian in the future?

Offending this person is equivalent to offending a powerful sect.