Chapter 662

"That's it?"

Fan Xiren looked at Yang Fan speechless. Just now, seeing that Yang Fan spoke so solemnly, he thought he wanted him to help cut people.

After making trouble for a long time, I just wanted him to stay in Xichu city for three years.

"Brother, fan Shao, is this your request? Even if you don't say it, I will continue to stay here."

"Don't say three years, even ten or twenty years. As long as Yang Guo doesn't inherit my mantle one day, I won't leave when I die!"

How could fan Xiren be willing to leave easily after he finally accepted such a desirable closed door disciple?

As for revenge, he is not a fool. How could he be stupid enough to throw himself into the net?

Thirty years ago, when he was at his peak, he was not an opponent of others. He was almost cold when he was beaten by others.

Now, he has been abandoned for 30 years, but others have been practicing and promoting in the past 30 years, and his accomplishments have already left him for several blocks.

Even if he relied on Yang Fan's imperial five grade soul refining elixir to further his cultivation and reached the level of level Four spirit emperor, it was still far from enough.

Fan Xiren can guarantee that as long as he dares to take the lead now, he will be asked to teach him every minute. Before you have enough cultivation strength, it is natural to choose to live.

Well, it's definitely not advice, it's strategy!

Hearing fan Xiren's promise and plan, Mu Tianjing suddenly breathed a sigh of relief and kept holding his heart down.

Just now she was still hesitant about how to persuade fan Xiren, who had just recovered his state of mind and was expanding. She was deeply afraid that he would be stupid. As soon as Xiuwei recovered, she went to find someone to revenge desperately.

Now, seeing that the old boy is still rational and not ready to fight with his enemy, he has finally got a heart attack.

Everyone wants revenge. Their herdsmen have closed the mountain and closed the door for 30 years. No one has a breath in his heart.

But the most important thing is that you know that you can't do it. People have to work hard. It's not bravery, it's death, it's foolishness.

"Well, that would be great! In the future, she Mei and my parents will have to look after her more."

Yang Fan laughed when he heard the speech. Fan Xiren's move was just what he wanted. One level-4 spirit emperor was sitting in the West Chu city. He could be completely relieved after leaving the West Chu city. There was no need to worry about his future.

"Come on, you two, please take a seat!"

Yang Fan warmly invited fan Xiren and Mu Tianqing to the table. At this time, Yang Guo's tableware was also taken out.

"It's a regular meal. I hope you two don't dislike it!"

Hearing Yang Fan's polite words, he glanced at several plates of dishes placed on the table. Fan Xiren and Mu Tianqing pulled at the corners of their mouths at the same time.

Special.

It was the first time they had seen such a luxurious routine.

Fan and Mu are not little girls like Yang Guo who haven't seen much of the world. They can see at a glance that at least eight of the ten dishes on the table are cooked with refined meat of the beast king level.

Of course, the refined meat of the king of beasts is not so rare for them. One of them is a strong near emperor and a fourth level spirit emperor. Who hasn't secretly killed several King level monsters and made tooth sacrifices?

But now the problem is.

None of the eight kinds of beast king's refined meat placed on the table of Yang Fan's family is heavy, and the levels are all above the five realms of the beast king, and even there are no less than three kinds of beast king's peak refined meat.

What's more outrageous is that they also saw several pieces of red blood clots containing imperial psionic energy, stained with chili oil and green pepper, which looked particularly attractive.

This is not just the problem of trenches, because pure money is absolutely impossible to buy so many varieties of beast king's refined meat at one time.

Eight plates of beast king's refined meat, a pot of demon emperor's refined blood, and the entire Terran Federation. Even the top ten aristocratic families ranked first can hardly afford such a meal, can they?

Where did Yang Fan find so many kinds of beast king's refined meat.

And the pot of demon emperor's blood essence. Where did he get it? Judging from the fluctuation of spiritual power emitted from the demon blood, the grade seems not low.

Moreover, what makes them feel incomprehensible is that a good pot of demon emperor's blood essence, if used to make people bathe and refine, is definitely much better than many level 8 or even level 9 miraculous drugs.

But now, Yang Fan even cooked it into Mao xuewang, which directly destroyed the spiritual power structure and greatly reduced the efficacy.

It's a bit outrageous to waste imperial blood essence just for a bite.

Slobber make complaints about the two people, but the eyes are always staring at the pot.

"How interesting is that? Won't it bother you too much?"

Fan Xiren and Mu Tianqing are not very interesting, but their hips have all been seated and have no intention of leaving.

Originally, they just wanted to be polite to Yang Fan, say hello and leave.

After all, with their cultivation, they have long stopped eating ordinary food. Three meals a day are too far away from them. Sometimes they don't eat anything once they close the door, even for a year and a half.

But now.

When they saw the materials of the dishes on the table and the attractive aroma that constantly impacted their sense of smell and taste, they couldn't move away and made up their mind to rub a meal anyway.

Yang Fan smiled: "they are all from their own family. There's no need to be so polite. Just eat whatever you want. If it's not enough, you can do it again."

With that, Yang Fan took the initiative to pick up his chopsticks and put a piece of emperor blood essence from Mao xuewang into the dinner bowl in front of them.

Different from Yang Guo's little girl, these two are masters who know the goods. It's not like they will throw pearls in the dark if you invite them to such a meal.

"Thank you, fan Shao!"

"Thank you, fan Shao!"

Fan Xiren and Mu Tianqing thanked at the same time, and then couldn't wait to look at the blood clot stained with red oil and fragrant and spicy in their bowl.

"It's really imperial blood essence. Even if it is made into Mao xuewang, it's hard to hide the huge spiritual power from inside to outside!"

After a soft sigh, they stopped talking and directly sent the imperial blood essence in the bowl to the export.

Then their eyes were bright at the same time, and their mental state was suddenly full.

"Is this... Turtle blood?"

After only one bite, fan Xiren and Mu Tianqing looked up at Yang Fan at the same time. It wouldn't be so coincidence. An emperor level turtle had just died in Dai Xingcheng tomorrow. Now they have eaten the emperor level turtle blood.

Yang Fan smiled: "your guess is right. It's the giant turtle demon emperor who died in front of Daixing city yesterday. At that time, I was close and luckily collected some giant turtle blood essence. I didn't expect it to taste good!"

With that, Yang Fan also put a piece into his mouth. It tastes smooth, spicy and delicious.

Sure enough, the more advanced the ingredients are, the more delicious the food will be. This Mao xuewang cooked with the blood essence of the eight level demon emperor turtle is definitely a rare treasure in the world.

"Is it really the blood essence of that giant turtle?"

Do you want to be so awesome? I dare to steal turtle blood in front of Lord Linghuang, and I succeeded.

This boy should not be the illegitimate son of Lord Linghuang. Otherwise, why would Lord Linghuang take such care of him?

He not only gave him the origin of the spirit of the giant turtle demon emperor, but even connived at him to collect turtle blood under his nose. Not everyone can have such treatment.

Fan Xiren and Mu Tianqing were slightly surprised. Without saying a word, they picked up a piece of chopsticks from the casserole and put it into the import. They tasted it happily and excitedly.

Emperor level Mao xuewang is really delicious!

The more they eat, the more they can taste the different tastes inside. The blood essence of the emperor giant turtle, the belly of the beast king's seven territories, and the pepper are all spiritual fruits planted by the level five demon.

With so many precious ingredients and Yang Fan's unique cooking skills, the taste is absolutely unique!

Can't stop, really can't stop!

"I want another piece, too!"

Yang Guo saw that they were eating well and wanted to join the battle group, but she just picked up a piece of imperial blood essence and was stopped by Yang Fan with chopsticks.

"Haven't you eaten one just now?" Yang Fan said softly: "Mao xuewang's blood gas is too high. Children don't eat too much, otherwise they will get angry easily if they don't say indigestion."

"Yes, yes, one piece is enough." fan Xiren put on his master's airs and whispered, "this is not an ordinary food material. You must do what you can. If you swallow it forcibly, it will hurt yourself."

While educating his disciples, fan Xiren hardly stopped his chopsticks. He ate emperor level blood essence and beast king peak meat for a while.

To tell the truth, he hasn't eaten so much in nearly 80 years. Under the wind and clouds, his forehead has begun to sweat.

Mu Tianqing is the same. He can't stop when he eats.

At first, they ran to the spiritual power contained in the ingredients, but later, when they ate, the taste of the dishes prevailed. The tongue in their mouth was about to be fed by the wonderful taste of these dishes, so they were a little numb and intoxicated, and some of them couldn't help themselves.

The pleasure of eating, which had been forgotten for many years, woke up completely again in this wave after wave of frenzied appetite.

Fan Xiren and Mu Tianqing seem to have returned to their green youth when they were young. The twilight on their bodies is swept away, and the endless passion and vitality bloom again in their respective bodies and spiritual knowledge sea.

Four people ate a meal for almost 20 minutes, and the host and guest enjoyed it.

After having enough to eat and drink, Mu Tianqing slowly and elegantly picked up the paper towel on the table and gently wiped the residual oil light at the corners of her mouth. Only then did she remember her purpose of coming to the Yang family with fan Xiren this time and open the door to the mountain road:

"Fan Shao, I want to purchase a batch of soul refining pills of all levels from you on behalf of the Mu family of Jinghua. Do you have any surplus here?"