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Chapter 409 The demon son refines his soul and must die [End](1/2)

Leng Ningchang's life was hanging on the line. The fetus in her belly and her own bones were still under two months old. This old thing was set on the spot. How could Ye Bufan tolerate it?

Taking away a wife and children is like killing a parent.

Originally, Ye Bufan was grateful to the old man in front of him, but now, Ye Bufan had the heart to kill him in one thought.

'roll--'

A word echoed in the hall, like the sound of the nine heavens, resounding in the minds of the three people present, making all three people stunned.

After a while, the old man came to his senses and looked at Ye Bufan and said, "Little brother, I have no malice. You also know that the martial arts academy is not the only one..."

"No."

What else the old man wanted to say was interrupted by Ye Bufan.

The voice sank, and Ye Bufan said: "I am a young woman, I am a young woman, I am a young woman, I am a young woman, I am a young woman, I am a young woman."

"Uncle Qian, give away the guests."

As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Bufan stopped talking and ignored the two old men. Instead, he squatted down and looked directly at Leng Ningshang.

"this……"

Ye Bufan's words stunned the two old men, especially Qian Duoduo. He looked at Ye Bufan's back and a hint of astonishment flashed in his eyes.

Uncle Qian?

Before, Ye Bufan was a fat man, but now... the change is too big and too sudden, and Qian Duoduo was a little difficult to accept for a while.

But he didn't know that Ye Bufan was not a fool, and he knew very well who was sincere to him.

When he asked Qian Duoduo for help, Ye Bufan's attitude was extremely bad, but Qian Duoduo had no complaints. He found two saints without saying a word. Looking at the appearance of these two saints, Qian Duoduo was probably paying a considerable price to invite them.

Isn’t this enough for a wealth-guarding slave to pay a huge price without asking too much and invite two saints to himself?

He matches the word "Uncle Qian".

After a brief moment of stunned silence, Qian Duoduo looked at the two saints and said with a embarrassed look: "Two..." Although he didn't say much, the intention of seeing off the guests was self-evident.

The two old men were stunned.

Then, the old man looked at Ye Bufan and hesitated for a moment, "If you really want to prolong this girl's life, it's better to find a high-level pharmacist to take care of you. In addition, if the little brother changes his mind, the gate of the Martial Arts Academy will be open to you at any time."

"Thank you."

Ye Bufan said two words and stopped talking.

Remind that he is grateful.

He doesn't accept the transaction.

The two old men stopped stopping and walked out of the hall under Qian Duoduo's sendance, and left the Qikill Army's garrison.

"Boy, what do you think?" After seeing off the two saints and walking into the hall again, Qian Duoduo looked at Ye Bufan and said solemnly: "If you keep the truth in her belly, you will..."

Qian Duoduo had just said halfway, and Ye Bufan suddenly said, "Whether it is Ningshang or the child, I will protect you."

"Forehead?"

Qian Duoduo was stunned: "What does it mean?"

"I can solve this poison."

"What?"

Qian Duoduo was shocked and widened his eyes and said incrediblely: "Can you detoxify the spirit-devouring poison?" As soon as he finished speaking, Qian Duoduo was stunned again: "No, since you can detoxify, why do you still want..."

Ye Bufan interrupted again: "I can solve the spirit-devouring poison, but it will take me about a year."

"Forehead?"

Qian Duoduo was stunned again.

Can you remove the spirit-devouring poison in one year or one year? Damn, boy, are you kids? Even a saint can't remove this poison, can you solve it?

Thinking of how Ye Bufan contacted him and asked him to help suppress the poison, Qian Duoduo was stunned again: "Can you really solve it?"

"able!!"

Ye Bufan said with great firmness that Qin Xin would not lie to herself.

“…”

Qian Duoduo couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth.

Messy, crazy.

First, the ancient formula for replenishing qi and overflowing blood, and then the essence pill, which is a despicable thing. Now even the Spirit-Devouring Gu poison can be solved. Damn, this kid must have a secret, and it is a scary secret.

However, if Ye Bufan doesn't say it, Qian Duoduo won't ask, after all, everyone has their own secrets.

Ye Bufan has it, and he has it too.

Immediately, Qian Duoduo furiously said: "Young, still too young. You bastard. Since you can detoxify this poison within a year, you should agree to those two old guys. No, I have to chase them back."

Ye Bufan was stunned: "Why?"

"Why?"

Qian Duoduo angrily scolded: "Are you stupid? Since you can detoxify this poison, this little girl will not die. Who is she? She is her mother. You promised the martial arts academy to entrust the child to them, but she didn't agree?"

"She doesn't agree. Could it be that the Martial Arts Academy still robbed it?"

"It really doesn't work. Master Qian asked her to recognize a godmother or something. Even if you ask the martial arts academy to rob it, they don't dare to rob it."

"Do you think you're stupid?"

“…”

Ye Bufan's mouth twitched.

In such a short time, only Qian Duoduo can come up with such a shameless response. However, Ye Bufan would not agree and would not dare to do so.

"No."

Then, Ye Bufan said something.

"you--"

Qian Duoduo was angry: "Boy, do you know what you are talking about? If you really want to prolong her life, without the help of the Martial Arts Academy, do you know how difficult it will be?"

After a pause, Qian Duoduo continued: "Just as the old man said, this is a bottomless pit. There are fewer treasures of heaven and earth above level eight, not to mention that what you need now is not one or two, but tens of thousands, or even more. It's not that Mr. Qian doesn't help you, there is a price but no market. Such things may not be able to buy even if you have money."

“They may not be able to sell it.”

"Then grab it."

As soon as Qian Duoduo finished speaking, Ye Bufan said suddenly.

"Rob?"

Qian Duoduo was stunned.

Ye Bufan stood up, looked at Leng Ningshang with pity, turned around again, looked at Qian Duoduo, his expression changed, and he said resolutely: "The demon clan looks at the demon mountain range, the top ten forests of wild beasts, where there are treasures above the eighth level, I will grab them wherever there are treasures above the eighth level."

“…”

Qian Duoduo's mouth twitched.

This lunatic.

Ye Tianxiong was already crazy enough back then, but he didn't expect this kid to be even more crazy. He was so crazy and brainless - do you think that's your family? Or do you think that the demon clan and wild beasts are all soft persimmons, so you can grab it if you want?

"Boy, don't do anything randomly. Be awake. Even Mr. Qian dare not run to these guys to go wild. Are you looking for death?" Qian Duoduo immediately reminded in a deep voice. He was really afraid that Ye Bufan, the madman, would do this when he got crazy.

"Money can make the devil push the mill, and strength does not represent everything." As soon as Qian Duoduo finished speaking, Ye Bufan suddenly said.

"Forehead?"

Qian Duoduo was stunned: "What does it mean?"

"I'm very rich."

“…”

Qian Duoduo's mouth twitched again and said in a mess: "You have money? How much money can you have? Can you still have money? I have money? Besides, what does this have to do with money? No matter how rich you are, will the demon clan and the beast let you snatch it?"

"At that time, it's someone who robs you, not you robs you."

Ye Bufan did not refute, but a wicked smile appeared on the corner of his mouth and said, "Uncle Qian, you have owned Linglong Chamber of Commerce and made so much money. Have you ever spent money?"

"Forehead?"

Qian Duoduo was stunned: "What does it mean?"

"Although money is not omnipotent, if it is used to the extreme, even that saint can be slaughtered." Ye Bufan said with a cold face.

“…”

Qian Duoduo couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth again.

Money? Slaughter of the Holy One?

Damn, come on, boy, Mr. Qian has money, Mr. Qian gives you money, do you give Mr. Qian a saint to see?
To be continued...
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