Chapter 402

Yang Fan was generous.

Level 4 spiritual fruits began to be sent out without blinking.

No way. Who made us rich.

Level 4 lingguo, drizzle!

"It's a purple fire dragon!"

"Cow forced me, brother fan, this is the best of the four level spiritual fruits. I heard that this purple fire dragon not only contains rich spiritual power, but also tastes very sweet and delicious. Among all the four level spiritual fruits, it can be called the top three!"

Ansheng recognized the origin of this kind of fruit at a glance, and his mouth watered.

He has only seen others eat this kind of purple fire dragon once in a while. It seems that they can't afford to live in such a poor family.

Unexpectedly, today, Yang Fan took out five in one breath!

Ansheng was really curious about the identity of the king level strongman who invited Yang Fan to see a doctor. He felt very arrogant and had a history.

On one side, Chu Feiyun and Duan Xiaorui were all convinced by Yang Fan's trench Qi. Qi Qi said "brother fan is powerful!" then he stretched out his hand and grabbed the lingguo handed by Yang Fan in his hand. Without saying a word, he opened his mouth and swallowed it directly into his stomach.

Then, the spiritual power in these human bodies began to overflow, running around, and the blood boiled one by one. Everyone's face was as red as a monkey's ass.

Without Yang Fan's explanation, the five people hurried back to the room, closed the door and practiced, trying to absorb and refine the endless spiritual power contained in the fourth level spiritual fruit.

For the martial arts masters whose accomplishments are only level 2 and level 3, the spiritual power contained in the level 4 spiritual fruit has exceeded their bearing range. If they don't pay close attention to absorption and refining, they may be in danger of explosion if they are not careful.

For a time, Yang Fan was quiet again.

No one asked him about the identity of the king level strongman, and no one paid attention to why Wang Zhihe and his wife were taken away by the king level strongman.

Compared with the improvement of their own cultivation strength, those gossip messages that can only be used to pass the time are nothing.

Brush!

A figure flashed in and landed right in front of Yang Fan.

Yang Fan's expression moved, a smile appeared on his face, and he shouted: "cousin, how did you scare you?"

"Nonsense! You've been kidnapped by the ancestors of the Wang family. Can I take it easy?"

Wang zhebai glanced at Yang Fan, looked up and down around Yang Fan and said, "come on, let my cousin see first. Is it true that he wasn't hurt?"

Obviously, Wang Zhe is not like Chu Feiyun. These students don't see any clue. They are all skeptical when they hear Sha Qingsi's deception.

Wang Zhe was able to call out the identity of the ancestors of the Wang family. He obviously knew something inside.

"Cousin, how do you know that the king who shot before was the ancestor of the Wang family? Who told you?"

Yang Fan asked Wang Zhe curiously. At that time, Wang Hongfang just showed a thin palm in Dai Xingcheng. He didn't even show his face. Even Sha Qingsi may not be able to recognize his identity at the first time. Where did Wang Zhe see the clue?

"I don't need anyone to tell me. As soon as the old man raised his hand, I had recognized his martial arts breath. There would be no mistake!"

Wang Zhe quietly explained to Yang Fan: "as early as six years ago, before I entered the South China martial arts school as a teacher, I was entrusted by the South China master and lived in Taikang city for half a year. Therefore, I am somewhat familiar with the affairs of the Wang family in Taikang City, especially the ancestors of the Wang family."

Yang Fan frowned.

It seems that the master of South China has buried his secret hands in order to deal with Wang Hongfang and the Taikang Wang family these years. Even Wang Zhe was sent by him to be an undercover.

Fortunately, Wang Zhe pretended that he had never seen Wang Zhihe and his wife before on the provincial airship.

Even Wang Hongfang, the ancestor of the Wang family, can remember so clearly that his true identity can be identified with only one palm of his hand. How can he be strange to the current owner of the Wang family?

"Eh? Yes!"

Around Yang Fan, Wang Zhe's eyes widened, and his surprise and accident increased with the times.

He found that Yang Fan's martial arts accomplishments had soared to the level of level 9 martial arts division. He was only one step away, and special meow was about to catch up with him!

"Does Wang Hongfang really just go to see a doctor when he takes you back to Taikang city so hard?"

Wang Zhe felt extremely incredible: "no, Wang Hongfang is domineering and cold-blooded. According to his usual style, seeing a good seedling like you, he must raise you in captivity at the first time! How could he let you leave so easily?"

"Just let you go. He even helped you break through the realm of level 9 martial arts and gave you lingguo and lingyao as snacks. It's very unreasonable!"

Wang Zhe wondered.

I don't understand at all.

Is it Wang Hongfang's turn?

Otherwise, how to explain the earth shaking changes in Yang Fan?

It was only a day later. How could Yang Fan's martial arts accomplishments have risen to martial arts level 9 without the help of the king level strong?

Yang Fan took a look around, then arranged a spiritual barrier around him, and whispered to Wang Zhe, "cousin, we are our own people. I won't hide some things from you. In fact, Wang Hongfang died as early as 20 minutes ago!"

"Lord Fu Wang, Mr. Qu and the master of South China fought together. They came to the city and killed four words. They killed Wang Hongfang and the whole Taikang Wang family. They had no power to fight back."

Not sure whether Fu Zhengqing was eavesdropping in the dark, Yang Fan directly began to put gold on the faces of the three big men. He didn't mention the news that brother monkey came out of the mountain and the monk came.

"Is that true?" Wang Zhe looked at Yang Fan suspiciously when he heard the speech. You were obviously bluffing me.

"But why did I seem to hear Lord Fu Wang shouting for help more than ten minutes ago?" Wang Zhe asked, "and I cried twice in a row. There will be no fake!"

Wang Zhe seriously doubts whether Yang Fan is saying the opposite. It's obvious that Lord Fu Wang was beaten by others and shouted for help?

Yang Fan's face stiffened and smiled.

Special.

How did you forget this?

Just now, Fu Zhengqing's voice of shouting for help spread all over the northwest. Let alone the second-class martial arts sect such as Wang Zhe, even a deaf can sense the meaning of the word "help" through the spiritual fluctuation stirred by Fu Zhengqing.

Yang Fan waved his hand: "don't pay attention to these details. In short, the battle of Taikang city won a great victory. My little brother, I also made some benefits by hand on the side of the Wang family."

With that, Yang Fan turned his hand, took out three seven level miraculous drugs from the storage space and handed them to Wang Zhe: "no, these three miraculous drugs are the good things I specially collected for my cousin. With them, my cousin's cultivation strength will advance by leaps and bounds."

Yang Fan has never been stingy with his own people. Moreover, Wang Zhe's cousin has always taken care of him. Now that Yang Fan has benefited, how can he forget his cousin.

Only when Wang Zhe's cultivation strength is greater, the backer behind Yang Fan will become higher and higher. Why not?

"Level 7 elixir?!"

Surprised, Wang Zhe quickly stretched out his hand to stop him, and pushed back Yang Fan's hands.

"You're crazy. Do you dare to take out such a valuable elixir so blatantly that you're not afraid of being stared at by some people?"

"Take it back quickly! Keep it for yourself in the future!"

Almost without hesitation, Wang Zhe refused Yang Fan's gift. Although he was very eager, he didn't have the color of greed. He was only thinking of Yang Fan.

Yang Fan's heart is warm.

This cousin, he really didn't admit his mistake. This character and true feelings are precious in this cold end when everyone is grass mustard fish.

"Don't worry, cousin." as soon as Yang Fan turned his hands, he took out three of the same level-7 miraculous drugs and said to the sky, "how can I treat myself badly? These three are specially prepared for you, cousin!"

"If you are a brother, don't refuse. I hope you can break through the king's territory as soon as possible and be my backer!"

Wang Zhe gave a look.

He was shocked by the trench gas on Yang Fan.

There are six and seven miraculous drugs. What did this little cousin do in the Wang family when he went to low, and he could have such a huge harvest?

Knowing that the same spirit can only be taken three times at most, now that Yang Fan has as many as six, Wang Zhe is no longer polite. He carefully takes three seven level magic drugs and puts them in his arms.

"We brothers, I won't say thank you!" Wang Zhe looked at his little cousin gratefully and said, "if you need my brother's help in the future, just ask!"

Wang Zhe's heart beat faster and he was so excited that he couldn't help himself.

Yang Fan's mind moved, took a deep look at Wang Zhe, pretended to be a little embarrassed and whispered to Wang Zhe, "cousin, speaking of it, my brother really needs my cousin's help now, that is, I don't know if my cousin is willing..."

Wang Zhe glared at Yang Fan discontentedly: "my brother, what are you doing so politely? If you need a cousin's hand, just say it!"

Wang Zhe patted his chest with a forthright look.

My cousin even gave him three valuable level-7 elixirs without blinking an eye. What else can he do for my cousin?

"I recently awakened a very strange talent ability. It can only be officially activated by taking a martial artist at the master level as an apprentice."

Yang Fan smiled bitterly: "this kind of thing may be a little strange to say. With my shallow strength at the martial arts level, it's like a joke if I want to accept a master as an apprentice."

"Besides, besides my cousin, I don't know any other powerful Wuzong, so I can only have the cheek to ask my cousin for help."

"There is no need to worship and kowtow, or even bow down to tea." afraid that Wang Zhe will refuse, Yang Fan cut his voice: "as long as you bow your hands to me and call the master, you can touch the power of the rules. Cousin, can you condescend and help me?"

"You lied miserably. Wang Zhe believed it and felt touched. Your social ability has been improved a little, and the flexibility of your note has been strengthened to a certain extent. Your tongue is like a spring + 5."