The crazy junior sister Yin turned into a dog, and the sky was full of gods and Buddhas and took a d

Ming Fan winked at Sanmao, picked up a stack of talismans in his hand, and greeted them without saying a word.

Sanmao rubbed his hair irritably, muttered something, and launched an attack on Yan Qingfeng on the other side.

Ever since following Ming Fan, he has been either fighting or on the way to fight.

Just like a monk's head, without hair.

Before Shi Yue was beaten, Ming Fan finally grabbed him by the neck and dragged him aside. Shi Yue breathed a sigh of relief, and when he saw that Du Chiyan was no longer there, he couldn't help but twitch his lips again.

They were both from the Wan Yao Sect, and both were nominally her junior apprentice brothers, but the difference in treatment was so obvious...

After all, it was Shi Yue who made the wrong choice.

"What are you daydreaming about? Where are your poisons? Hurry up and smash them!"

Before Shi Yue could pull himself out of his sad little world, Ming Fan slapped him back to reality.

"..."

Well, let's solve the current problem first and then deal with other things.

Shi Yue took out the little poison he had left and threw it at Mu Ming and others on the opposite side.

Ming Fan consciously took a step back, took out the veil and skillfully covered her nose with it.

"Ghost Master, if you continue to sleep, I will burn that piece of ten thousand year old soul wood in a moment."

Ming Fan said to Gui Lao with a smile.

The Soul Breathing Wood is a top-grade wood for nourishing the soul, not to mention that the one given at this Pharmacist Conference is a piece of Soul Breathing Wood that is ten thousand years old.

Old Gui has now turned to soul cultivation, and the Soul Rest Wood is a rare treasure to him.

"Soul Breathing Tree?! Where is it?"

Gui Lao couldn't sleep anymore, he was awake and his eyes were no longer blurry.

"Come out to fight, win souls, win big prizes, and you won't lose money if you invest."

Gui Lao glanced at Mu Ming and the others on the opposite side, and slowly replied to Ming Fan: "Souls...how many?"

Since Ming Fan didn't allow him to touch those people, naturally the souls could not belong to him. The souls he absorbed before were only with Ming Fan's consent.

several?

Ming Fan rolled his eyes and faced the butterfly blade swung by Mu Ming. Without thinking, he said, "One hundred."

"Really?" Gui Lao suddenly raised his voice.

“Do you think there are a hundred people here?”

Ming Fan snorted. "A hundred, what a dare." Even if all the remaining pharmacists at the door were killed, they probably wouldn't be able to gather a hundred spirits.

"You stupid girl, you're teasing me again." The old ghost muttered in dissatisfaction.

"It's because your appetite has been getting bigger and bigger during this period."

Before, he could be happy for a long time just for one spirit, but now he asked her directly how many spirits she had!

The old ghost curled his lips. He was just a fragile remnant soul and he was old too. How could he always shout for fighting and killing?

"I am just a remnant soul." Ming Fan seemed to know what he was thinking and blocked his mouth.

"Before, you were able to defeat the five old monsters in the Red Lotus Secret Realm with your remaining soul."

This is true. The old ghost groaned for a moment and said, "It's not impossible for me to take action, but not here."

This was the first time that Gui Lao made such a request. Ming Fan nodded, as she had the same idea.

This place is not far from the venue of the Pharmacist Conference. If something really happens that cannot be resolved, we will inevitably have concerns if we cannot do anything.

We have to find a way to lead them away...

On the other side, Du Chiyan had already arrived in Xuanwu City and was wandering around the city looking for Lin Wanshu and others.

This is what Mingfan meant, although I don’t understand what she said...

What did the original words say? Du Chiyan thought about it, ah, yes, Ming Fan told her that she would call someone.

So they sent her out and asked her to ask her senior brothers to come back.

"They are probably in Xuanwu City. You don't need to go to any decent place." Ming Fan said, "If you see a casino or something, just go in. When you find them, tell them to come over and fight, and they will understand."

Because of Ming Fan's words, Du Chiyan went to various casinos.

My impression of Qingyang Sect was greatly reduced. No wonder they were poor. It turned out that all the money was emptied by the casino.

"Is she really right?" Du Chiyan found the eighteenth gambling house and couldn't help but start to doubt her life. To be more precise, she should be doubting Ming Fan.

Are her senior brothers really in the casino?

But if she continued searching like this, she would have to search through all the casinos in Xuanwu City.

As promised, Shi Mao hasn’t found her senior brothers yet.

There was a commotion not far away. Du Chiyan looked over and saw a group of people crowded there. When she looked up again, the three big words "Zuixianju" were eye-catching.

"You were unreasonable at first, but now you are the one who feels wronged first." A careless voice came.

"My fellow immortals, please let me live!"

Du Chiyan looked and vaguely saw a person lying on the ground through the gap, but because there were too many people, she couldn't see clearly.

"No, whoever cries is right. Third Junior Brother, cry for him too!"

Sounds like a teenager.

"Boss Huang, we brothers don't want to embarrass you..."

Du Chiyan didn't want to stay and turned to leave. Watching the fun was not as important as finding someone, not to mention that she was not the kind of person who liked to watch the fun.

"Don't tell me so much. Unless you let Mingfan come in person, there's no point in talking!"

Seeing that Lin Wanshu and the others were not moved by his persuasion, Boss Huang immediately jumped up from the ground and stopped pretending.

Could they really beat him to death in public?

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but feel more resentful towards Ming Fan.

At first I thought this person was not famous, and with her bet, it would be a sure win, a huge profit. I didn't expect that he turned out to be a tough guy in the end.

"Call Mingfan over? Are you worthy enough?"

He Mu spat at Boss Huang.

When they saw that Ming Fan had won the top spot and the outcome was decided, they immediately rushed over to exchange their bets.

Who would have thought that this boss is such a bad person.

"You old bastard, if you lose the bet, why bother to gamble if you can't afford it?"

Rong Hua pinched her waist, raised her eyebrows, and started to scold.

Boss Huang remained unmoved and let him scold him.

If he had to pay full compensation for the quantity this group of people bought, it would be better for him to just die.

The two sides were in a stalemate. Du Chiyan squeezed through the crowd and saw Lin Wanshu and the others. She was delighted. Fortunately, she took a look.

Du Chiyan originally planned to leave, but after hearing some words about Ming Fan, she turned back for some unknown reason.

When I came in, I saw that it was really Lin Wanshu and the others.

Although they had never spoken to each other before, they had met each other.

Du Chiyan hurried forward and stood in front of the five of them. Just looking at their faces, each of them looked like a banished immortal.

'It seems so unreliable. ' Du Chiyan thought to herself.

After looking around, his eyes finally stopped on Lin Wanshu, who was the most reliable.

"Something happened to Mingfan."