Chapter 16

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

After his strength was restored, Yang Fan hit the other three branches of the virgin fruit tree three times and successfully pulled out three of the same virgin fruit.

This is all the fruit of the virgin fruit tree so far.

After all, these fruits are the essence of the spirit gathered together, and will not be as high as the ordinary sacred fruit trees. It will be very unexpected for Yang Fan to find four.

I threw two more into my mouth. It melts at the entrance. It's delicious.

"You ate a first-class virgin fruit, and your physique has been greatly improved. Physique + 2, poison resistance + 1, and HP strength + 3."

"You ate a first-class virgin fruit. Your physique has improved. Physique + 1 and HP strength + 1."

Yang Fan was slightly disappointed. The lifting effect brought by the last two Saint fruit was not even as good as the first saint fruit.

The description of demon planting spirit fruit in the memory has been verified again. The spirit fruit of the same type and level can only eat three at most. Any more is a waste. There will be no power improvement except to meet the appetite.

The reason is unclear. It seems to be related to drug resistance and tolerance.

Yang Fan didn't take this restriction seriously. After all, he is a systematic man. How can he be like ordinary people?

Now, facts have proved once again that his system is not omnipotent.

"Well, it's time to go on. I can't be too greedy. Compared with other martial artists who swallow the spirit fruit, I can completely absorb the effect of the spirit fruit in an instant without going through a long refining process. It's already very rebellious."

Yang Fan comforted himself in his heart, put the remaining virgin fruit into his coat pocket, and then flew to a height of 15 meters to land so easily.

The three first-class virgin fruits have further improved Yang Fan's overall strength. His physique has increased by six points and his poison resistance has increased by three points. The most important thing is the strength of Qi and blood. He has increased eight scales at a time, which makes him take another big and solid step on the road to the second level of martial arts disciples.

It took four years for Yang Fan, a waste firewood, to become a martial arts disciple from the first level to the second level. After that, he stagnated at the second level until he was about to graduate from the third year of senior high school. He really got a batch of waste firewood.

Now, the ghost talent Yang Fan only took one day to fade away and succeed, and directly increased his Qi and blood intensity to 15 scale, which is a batch of cattle.

Yang Fan shamelessly described himself as a ghost, because in the era when the Western Chu city was located, even Chu Feiyun, who was known as the most talented since the establishment of the South China military school, the fastest cultivation record was only the improvement of Qi and blood intensity for 10 minutes a day. Compared with Yang fan now, it was not a little worse.

On the ground, under the virgin fruit tree, there was silence.

All the people, including Zhu Caiwei, a popular idol, fainted to the ground. Centered on the virgin fruit tree, within a radius of 500 meters, except Yang Fan, people and animals were silent.

In this regard, Yang Fan is not surprised at all.

The neurotoxin released by the first level demon plant, even if it only spread a little outward, can't be resisted by ordinary people.

Fortunately, Yang Fan triggered the self-defense of the virgin fruit tree at the top of the virgin fruit tree, so the place with the strongest neurotoxin is not under the tree. The impact on these tourists who fainted to the ground is not so serious. I believe someone will soon find the abnormality here, and the subsequent things will be handled by the police and doctors.

Just came out of the police station, Yang Fan didn't want to go in again. He had to leave quickly.

Bend over and pick up Zhu Caiwei, quickly return to Zhu Caiwei's car, open the door, put Zhu Caiwei in the co pilot and fasten her seat belt.

Then, Yang Fan himself sat in the main driving position, familiar with starting the engine, gripping the steering wheel, and the car rushed out as soon as he gave oil under his feet.

+3's driving skills are really not covered. It's amazing that a rookie who has never really driven a car can drive the car so skillfully!

Yang Fan was so excited that he had taken a lot of cars, but it was the first time to drive a car.

Although he was too poor to afford the cheapest used car, he always had a dream of driving fast.

Unfortunately, in the past, when he took the driver's license test, he was a sophomore every time. After being killed 20 times in a row, he finally died because of the financial deficit and the desire of the driving school coach.

Yang Fan has always believed that the reason why he got moderate depression must have a direct causal relationship with the failure of these 20 driving tests.

Unexpectedly, unexpectedly, now he has turned back and forth, making him regain his dream again.

"It turns out that driving is so simple. As long as you hold the steering wheel, look forward with your eyes and apply oil to the soles of your feet, everything is OK!"

Yang Fan hummed a small song, a little sad.

The feeling of driving by yourself is so cool and exciting!

"Well ~, where am I?"

When Zhu Caiwei woke up, she felt very weak and had no strength. She slowly opened her eyes and found that she was sitting in a high-speed car.

Seeing the decoration in the car, she quickly recognized that it was her own small ng. Turning around, Yang Fan, her newly hired bodyguard, sat on the main driver.

Zhu Caiwei breathed a sigh of relief. Although Yang Fan looked a little unreliable, she was a friend of her second brother after all. She believed that her second brother knew people.

Moreover, her friend has said more than once that Yang Fan is a good man. She belongs to the kind of good man who has a thief's heart and has no courage to blush at the sight of a beautiful woman, so in her heart, she is still very relieved of Yang Fan.

"What's the matter with me?" Zhu Caiwei asked softly.

Yang Fan turned around and showed her a big smiling face. Her white teeth almost lit up the whole carriage.

"Miss Zhu, are you awake? That's great!"

"You're all right. Don't worry! You're just fainted by the poisonous fog released by the virgin fruit tree. Just have a rest."

When Zhu Caiwei heard the speech, she not only didn't relax, but was more nervous than when she just woke up. She looked up at Yang Fan's face strangely, and her lips trembled a little: "Yang... Yang Fan, when you drive, never look at the front?"

Is there a mistake? Now the driving speed of this car is at least 120 yards. Even if you don't wear your seat belt, you even turn your face to one side to chat. Is this the legendary blind driving?

I haven't lived enough! Soul light!

Until this time, Zhu Caiwei suddenly thought that when she was reading Yang Fan's data yesterday, it seemed that there was an amazing description about him who failed to pass the driving license test 20 times. It is said that even the coach who was responsible for teaching him was cried by him several times.

I remember she despised him at that time. I didn't expect that she was lucky to know Yang Fan's driving skills so soon.

Sure enough, it was so exciting that people couldn't help crying.

Seeing that Yang Fan has straightened his face and is sitting upright and looking very seriously ahead, Zhu Caiwei is afraid that it will stimulate him. She carefully probes into her voice and asks him, "Yang Fan, tell me honestly that you already have a driver's license, don't you?"

"When... Of course!"

Yang Fan is not confident enough. Is the little girl seeing the flaw? Shouldn't she? Isn't the car driving stably? He's a man with + 3 driving skills now!

"Pull over! Stop! Now!"

Zhu Caiwei broke out completely and suddenly shouted loudly. Her small face, which had already begun to become a little bloody, turned white again. The soul was light. She really didn't have a driver's license!

"Good, good, don't worry, stop right away, stop right away!"

Yang Fan was still a little unsatisfied. While loosening the accelerator and slowing down, he turned his head and comforted: "Miss Zhu, you don't have to be nervous at all. The driver's license is a small book. Who cares? You should believe in my driving skills, drive steadily, and definitely send you home in peace!"

"Shut up! Step on the brakes! Look ahead!"

Zhu Caiwei was very upset. The soul was light and turned her head again. Did she want to die with her? Don't you see a truck coming in front?

Oh, my God!

What evil did I do in my last life? Why did I drive out with a plague God who hasn't taken the driving test for 20 times?

At this moment, Zhu Caiwei had an impulse to kick Yang Fan out of the cab. She now regrets that when she came out of the police station, which tendon did she pull out? Why did she let Yang Fan get on the bus?