In the depths of the monster desert, three days have passed since Chen Fan killed Tu Yong.
Inside a tree hole surrounded by four or five people, there was a sudden noise. Then, a tall figure appeared in front of him, it was Chen Fan!
Slightly moving his body, Chen Fan's bones made a crackling explosion.
For the past three days, he has been healing his injuries, and now he has finally cleared all the hidden injuries he suffered along the way.
But in the same way, Chen Fan also accidentally discovered something.
Since yesterday, Chen Fan has sensed that there are more warriors in the monster desert, and several groups of warriors have passed through the tree hole where he hides in such a big way.
This made Chen Fan keenly aware of something unusual. After all, although the monster desert is a place of cultivation for most people, it is also off the beaten track. So many people suddenly appeared, something must have happened.
"Who!"
Just in Chen Fan's doubts, there was a footstep not far away. Without saying a word, Chen Fan directly took out the cold light sword and greeted him.
An eight-fold heavenly warrior was shocked immediately, before he could react, he put a cold long sword on his neck.
"Senior for mercy, senior for mercy."
Seeing this situation, the Eightfold Heavenly Martial Artist immediately persuaded, and directly began to beg for mercy.
Chen Fan ignored these at all, and the cold light sword still didn't let go, and said coldly, "What are you doing in the monster desert!"
"Little Li, the younger generation, is here to find the heavenly book. When...Of course, the younger generation must not dare to compete with the senior, and he is ready to leave."
"Book of heaven?" Chen Fan's voice was more confused. Xiao Li didn't dare to change at all, so he could only tell all the ins and outs.
Xuanjing’s Ximen home in the west city suddenly released news three days ago, knowing a hidden place on the map of the heavens, and informed everyone free of charge to invite the virtuous to live there.
Now this matter has been raging in the entire mysterious capital, and even many masters of the martial arts realm have been dispatched, preparing to obtain the heavenly book.
Xiao Li's cultivation base was too low. He wanted to come here to try his luck, but he didn't expect to meet Chen Fan, the killer god.
Chen Fan could see that Xiao Li didn't lie, and after pondering, he let go of the cold light sword.
"Ximen family, this is a wonderful game!" Chen Fan muttered to himself, then looked at Xiao Li and said: "With your cultivation base, looking for the heavenly book this time, I am afraid that there will be no benefit. Help me go to Simon's house and pass a message. Is it possible?"
Xiao Li didn't dare to have the slightest resignation, and nodded hurriedly: "Senior, you said, I will do it."
Chen Fan sneered and said, only five words.
"Chen, take it down!"
After saying a word, Chen Fan signaled that Xiao Li could leave, and even gave him two hundred inferior Lingshi as a reward.
After all, blind threats and intimidation can't make people willing to do things for oneself. Only when kindness and power are equal is the principle!
Xiao Li didn't expect that he could still have a spirit stone to pick up. Knowing that the two hundred second-grade spirit stone is not a small amount for him, after nodding his head to express his gratitude, he once again promised that the words would be delivered.
If it was said that Xiao Li was just holding Chen Fan in his heart to prevaricate, so that he could escape from birth as soon as possible, then he is now convinced.
After all, it is very reasonable and well-founded. If someone with a card asks him for help, isn't he and Yourong?
Of course he is not stupid, he has already heard the antagonistic relationship with the Ximen family from Chen Fan's message.
But what about it? As a person who spread the word, if the Simon family dared to do anything with him, they would be cast aside by the world. This was something that a family would never dare to do.
That's why Xiao Li is so confident and not worried at all.