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Yang Fan's voice is cold, and her eyes twinkle with ferocity. If Fu Lingmeng really intends to play tricks on herself, then she, and her many guards, will not have to leave here alive today.

The dignity of the king is inviolable.

Yang fan can not be because she is a beautiful woman, and there is pity, mercy.

The beauty who fell in his hands is not only tens of millions, but also not much. She paid a spiritual dream.

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"no ~ ~ ~ no ~ ~ ~ no ~ ~ ~ elder, don't get me wrong. The younger generation doesn't mean that..." Fu lingmengjiao shudders, and an ominous omen of disintegration suddenly envelops her mind. She quickly explains that playing with a king is supreme. Her head is clipped by the door or kicked by a donkey. That's what she would do.

"Oh, what do you mean?" Yang Fan's eyes narrowed, twinkling with a trace of danger.

"The elder... Elder, the younger generation is not... Don't want to repent, just... But the nine color Linghua younger generation didn't take it with me. I wonder if the elder can move with me to tianzhang King City?" Fu Lingmeng looked at Yang Fan with some trepidation. However, she could understand that Jiuse Linghua was the top-level natural wealth and treasure that even the king had to be attracted to. She was a small quasi eighth level soldier. How dare she run around the world with such a treasure.

That's exactly the child holding gold, swaggering through the market, a little leakage of information, then afraid of how to die do not know.

"Moving to tianzhang city?" Yang Fan frowned slightly. Although the nine color spirit flower is a rare holy medicine, it can save a king a million years of hard cultivation, but for him, it is like chicken ribs, and the efficacy is almost negligible. Let alone a nine color spirit flower, that is, thousands, thousands, it is difficult to make his cultivation more advanced. For such a useless thing, it is really necessary to go to Zhang Wang that day Do you have a walk in the city?

"Master......

unconsciously, Fu Lingmeng raised his heart to his throat. Yang Fan couldn't see the nine color Linghua, but they couldn't live without lava and fire lotus. Otherwise, they would be dead.

One breath, two breaths, three breaths...

a little cold sweat soaked Fu Lingmeng's forehead, and a heart gradually sank to the lowest point. Did I really miss the lava lotus?

When Fu Lingmeng was about to collapse, Yang Fan nodded gently and said, "OK! I will accompany you to tianzhang city. "

The holy king of Hongyu was also a digger and released the secret map of treasure. But the result was that he only guided him to the land of the moon. However, the specific address of the treasure was gone, and he had to find it himself.

And the land of the moon is so strange that it suppresses the power of his holy soul by nine layers... Otherwise, if his spirit moves, it will sweep the whole land of the moon, and there will be no so much trouble.

The Zhangwang city has existed for eight million years, and their Fu clan has inherited it for a longer time. Maybe there will be some information about the treasure of Hongyu holy king. Anyway, there is no other target for a while, so it's OK to go and have a look.

"Master, do you... Do you agree?" Fu Lingmeng couldn't believe his ears. He was afraid that he had been misled. It was only when Yang Fan nodded again that he was convinced that he had not heard wrong. This mysterious elder really agreed.

The next second......

Fu Lingmeng's eyes are moist and moist, and his voice is incoherent, "great, great, my father is saved. Thank you, master Xie... Your great kindness, I remember Fu Jiaming in my heart, I will never forget..."

when Jiang Peng and other guards heard the speech, they all recognized their fate. This is the matter, what else can they say However, he lost the nine color spirit flower, but it was worth it to get the lava lotus and save the life of the master.

And with the company of this mysterious king, their journey will be much safer.

Otherwise, even if they can get lava lotus, they will not be able to bring it back to tianzhang King City safely.

the Deng family can put their eyes on them, and will never know their whereabouts again.

It is not only the Deng family, other royal forces, and even some forces in tianzhang City, who are afraid that they will not be able to safely return to tianzhang city and cure tianzhang king.

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"boom ~ ~ ~ boom ~ ~"

Fu Lingmeng is eager to return home. Every time her father tianzhang Wang delays a minute, he becomes more dangerous.

Not too much stay, one by one into the road streamer, rising into the sky, toward the king of tianzhang.

Tianzhangwang city is about 80 million li away from this large volcano. In the Tiannan boundary river, it is only 80 million Li. For a saint, it is nothing. It can be reached in one step.

But in this land, it is a long distance. At the speed of Fu Lingmeng, without half a month, it is impossible to return to tianzhang King City.

Unless Yang Fan is willing to take them on a journey, Yang Fan obviously doesn't mean that.Just keep the speed at the same speed as Fu Lingmeng and follow them at their side.

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time is very fast, only five days have passed.

Yang Fan, while on his way, is also constantly releasing his own sacred thoughts, searching all directions, hoping to find the treasure of the holy king of Hongyu. Unfortunately, there has been no harvest for five days. Obviously, the treasure of Hongyu holy king is not so easy to find.

"Well? Is this for me? "

All of a sudden, the corner of Yang Fan's mouth was tilted, and a touch of fun passed by.

However, they did not remind Fu Lingmeng what they were going on as if they didn't know anything.

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a quarter of an hour later.

"Boom ~ ~ ~ boom ~ ~ ~ boom ~ ~"

a series of horrible figures like demons fell from the sky and stopped Yang Fan and his party.

There are hundreds of people, all of them are strong people above the eighth level. Ten of them are strong at the Ninth level, and the first one is a magnificent man in black full body armor. His breath is majestic and savage, and the terror is extremely high. It is not worse than one of the top seven level saints.

And in his body, to Yang Fan also feel a trace of familiar blood breath.

"Red Yang hand Deng Bingkun." Looking at the middle-aged man, Fu lingmengqiao's face is changed, and a flash of fear flashed. Deng Bingkun, the red Yang hand, is one of the several powerful Deng family members in Anyang City. Even among all the top ten strong men, he is considered as the top.

In addition to the top ten nine level strong, the hundred and eight level strong, this line-up is really too terrible, the king is not out, almost no opponent.

Yeah? King? Ah, master....

suddenly, Fu Lingmeng was happy and reflected that they were not only her and uncle Peng, but also a king nearby. Although Deng Bingkun, the red Yang hand, was strong, he was just a little stronger mole ant in front of the real king.

In the same way, a crowd of guards around him also reflected that they were afraid of something.

Almost at the same time, Fu Lingmeng and a group of guards focused on Yang Fan, and their eyes were full of expectation and prayer.

"Thief, but you have done harm to the young master Xin!" Fu Lingmeng and other people's abnormal situation was not missed by Deng Bingkun's eyes. In an instant, his eyes fell on Yang Fan. Although it was an inquiry, it was a positive tone. He knew clearly the power of Deng Xin, the commander of Shaozhu. He could not be the opponent only by Fu Lingmeng and others. The only one who could help Fu Lingmeng out of the encirclement was this kid who didn't know where he came from Yes.

The next second...

Deng Bingkun looked ferocious, just like the devil in hell, and said, "thief, who gave you the guts to hurt our young master Xin? If you don't hurry up, you'll be caught and wait for... "

" mole ants, please die! " Yang Fan's eyes twinkled with cold.

"Poo Hoo ~ ~ ~ poo Hoo ~ ~"

including Deng Bingkun, all the strong men of Deng family collapsed to pieces, as if they had never appeared in this world.

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"dead ~ ~ ~ dead, red Yang hand Deng Bingkun... Just died?"

"Gululu ~ ~ ~ master, he is really... Really strong."

"Even the owner of the house is far behind."

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Fu Lingmeng and others were all dumbfounded. They looked at Yang Fan as if they were looking at the myth. That was a top ten level strong man, a ten level nine level strong person, plus a hundred and eight level masters and a first level king. They did not have that power. They killed all of them so easily.

The Lord of their family couldn't do it. I'm afraid the king of Anyang, who stepped into the second rank of king, was far behind.

Second class king, master, he is absolutely a powerful second-class king.

Only the legendary second-class king has the power to kill such a powerful person without a sound.

At this moment, people are more at ease than ever before. There is a second-class king sitting in the town. What are they afraid of? Even if the Deng family's Anyang king comes in person, they are just delivering food.

Fu Lingmeng's beautiful eyes twinkle with strange light. If the elder is willing to help them pay home, what's their trouble now.

The second-order kings, in the whole southwest, belong to the most powerful, and in the nearby cities, they are almost legendary and indisputable.

But soon, Fu Lingmeng's eyes were dark, a second-class king, and they were not related to each other. Why should people unconditionally help them pay home?

And if paid, what treasures can they have to impress a second-class king?

In the eyes of the second-class king, the ordinary treasure is rubbish.

The only possibility is that the nine color spirit flower.

But nine color Linghua is no longer their property.What to do, what to do...

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