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Chapter 37:Small Temple

However, there are still 14,000 spiritual stones left, and it is also a waste to put them, and it is better to transform them into strength.

I bought four primary martial arts cultivation cards, first used one, and cultivated the wind and lightning to perfection.Then he used the remaining three pieces to cultivate the occult knife method to a level of perfection.

There are also ten thousand spiritual stones, and Yang Fan bought three more congenital dandelions.

Using ten congenital dandelions, you can get nine kinds of spirit, this kind of good thing, Yang Fan can not forget.

Now three are used, plus the first novice gift package reward one, but also six, you can get nine spirit bodies.

Yang Fan thinks it's not far away!

This time, the cultivation took four days, but Yang Fan's strength also changed dramatically.Any warrior in the air will only be crushed by him.

Even the warrior who is a heavy-spirited warrior, he has the confidence to fight with one of them!

Yang Fan wandered around the town of Black Rock, talking to different people from time to time.

"A thousand-faced son has not left, and when I was cultivating, I killed a woman again."This is the most useful message Yang Fan has received in the five days of staying in Black Rock Town.

When I heard the news, Yang Fan still regretted it.

If he hadn’t been cultivating for a few days, he might have been able to catch a thousand faces, and the woman wouldn’t have to be killed.

In addition, Yang Fan also got an important news that he found a very beautiful girl.

The five senses are exquisite, the skin is snowy, and under the long green skirt, there is a perfect curve.In his hand was a long Lancet, which had a sense of being a warrior.

Where the woman passed, countless men, have cast hidden hot eyes.

Yang Fan, of course, did not look at the beautiful woman, but he felt that he might find a thousand face.

Just stay with this girl.

According to the news he got, every time he shot, the target was beauty.Even the two female disciples who were killed were the same, and their faces were quite beautiful.

If the thousand-faced son is still in the town of Black Rock, then this girl may become his target.

"Little brother, don't look at it, this is a friend of the son of the king's father and daughter of the royal family."This time to come to Black Rock Town, to avenge friends!”

A man standing next to Yang Fan's eyes followed the girl's movement at the same time.

Yang Fan smiled, "My lady, gentlemen, it's no big deal to look at it."

The man was quite surprised: "Look at your young age, Wenche is very good."

Yang Fan shrugged his shoulders, but his heart was surprised at the origin of the girl, and was actually a disciple of the moon.

The Suyue sect is not an ordinary sect, it is several times stronger than the Qian Yuanzong, and it is ranked in the whole red state.This girl, but 16 or 17 years old, has the strength of nine smelters.

At such an age, it has such strength, and it must be famous in the month of the people.

Yang Fan watched the girl walk out of the town and then followed up.

Just out of the town, Yang Fan saw the girl in the distance.But at this moment, there is a handsome and extraordinary young man who stands in front of the girl.

“Girl, are you going to get revenge on the thousand faces?”The young man gritted his teeth and asked, with hatred in his tone.

The girl nodded, “Yes, are you?”

The young man smiled bitterly, "My sister, who was also poisoned by a thousand-faced son-in-law, and asked the girl to allow me to seek revenge on that thousand-faced son!"

In the end, the young man clenched his fist, and the anger was about to burst.

The girl wanted to refuse, but saw the young people's eyes of regret, sad, nod their heads and agreed.

Of course, this premise is that young people are also nine-weight fighters.

Otherwise she would refuse.

With such strength, when a thousand-faced son appears, he can at least save his life.

"Then follow me, and don't run."The girl finished and walked toward a broken temple not far from the town.

Yang Fan looked at this scene, and a faint smile on his mouth followed the broken temple.And, he also sped up, from the other direction, to arrive first.

When the young girl and the young man entered the small temple, they saw Yang Fan sitting on a rags grass mat.

His eyes fell on Yang Fan, and the girl frowned, “Why are you following us?”

From the town, she noticed that the teenager had been following her.Now, the young man came to this broken temple first, and must have been outside the town, and heard her conversation with the youth.

Yang Fan had nothing to hide, so the girl noticed that his tracking was normal.

For the girl's question, Yang Fan replied lazily, "This road, or this temple is the girl's home?"

“Naturally not.”The girl shook her head.

"That's not enough."Yang Fan spread out, "This road and the temple are not your home, I want to go, I want to rest here."Why did the girl say I followed you?

"Besides, I'll come here first, and I doubt if you've looked at me, and that's why you've followed me."

Yang Fan this set of rhetoric, so that the girl's breath is a lot of rush, the chest is upright, now under the ups and downs, it is eye-catching.

For this kind of thing, Yang Fan will not pretend to be right to avoid, smiling and appreciating.

The light in the corner of his eye left the young man, who was completely opposite to him, and his eyes did not move half a point to the girl's chest, but glared at him.

Compared to Yang Fan's smile, in the eyes of the girl, it is a look.

The girl snorted coldly, and sat down on the other side of the temple.

The young man followed the girl to the other side, and then whispered, “Girl, do you have a way to find a thousand-faced son?”I've been looking for him these days, and I haven't found him at all."

"He'll show up."The girl said, put the Lancet aside, holding her knees, and chin on her knees.

Yang Fan sat in the position, looking at the past, can only see the girl's side face, a careful dress hair, hanging like a waterfall behind.

The soft side face, in the sunlight, has a crystal clear feeling.

Such a moving beauty, in Yang Fan came to this world, among the girls seen, only Lin Qingtong can be compared with it.

Yang Fan believes that as long as the thousand-faced son does not leave, he will not let go.

After all, there is only one girl now, although the girl has the strength of nine bodies.

But these days, according to the news that Yang Fan has received.

The thousand-faced son, as if he had broken through to the nine-heavy body, the last time he killed the royal family's daughter, he also killed a warrior in the royal family.

In this way, the combat effectiveness of the thousand-faced son is more powerful than the ordinary smelting nine-fold warrior!

"Take yourself as a bait, don't really become the meat of other people."Yang Fan muttered, then closed his eyes and cultivated.

After a little while, the girl went to Yang Fan again and said coldly, "Leave me now, we will stay in this temple tonight."

Yang Fan did not hear, his eyes were still closed, and his eyelids did not move.

Girl is so angry, this guy doesn't know how bad!

She wants to bring out a thousand faces and kill him.

But by then, she would not have cared so much.The young man in front of him, the breath is ordinary, and the appearance of the eight-height is tempered.

A thousand faces of the son heart is fierce, and she can't save it.

Yang Fan deliberately hid the breath, so it seems to be just eight weights, in fact, Yang Fan conceals the ability of the breath, which is also general.

Mainly through the forging of Dan, he strengthened the body to a more extreme state, and the true spirit was purer than other fighters.

Therefore, this hidden breath can be hidden from the girl who is also the nine-heavy body.

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