"Damn it!"

Qu Feng quickly flashed, but the distance was too close. As soon as he moved, the dagger passed through his chest!

The flames roared, burning a hole in his chest.

"No!"

Qu Feng lowered his head and looked at his chest in disbelief. Most of his internal organs were damaged.

He was about to find a way to remedy it, but a gust of wind came from behind him. Before he could turn around, a black palm cruelly grasped his heart along the hole and squeezed it hard.

"ah!"

Qu Feng's heart was squeezed by the old monster Nine Puppets, and his blood exploded in the cavity, and eventually he died of bleeding from his seven orifices.

Tang Fan waved his hand and grabbed his storage bag. Before he could take a closer look, he summoned Xiaojiu and turned his body into nothing.

The old monster Jiupu stood beside Tang Fan without saying a word, even though he was covered in blood, he remained motionless.

"Take it."

Tang Fan stretched out his hand.

The old monster Jiupu put the Zhenyuan Pill and the jade bottle containing dragon blood from his arms into Tang Fan's hand.

Tang Fan waved his hand again and took back the short sword.

The short sword has lost its powerful sword intent, and has no magical blessing except its own sharpness.

"What a pity, all the two sword energy were used up. However, it's worth it to get dragon blood!"

Tang Fan looked at the short sword in his hand thoughtfully, and with a divine thought, he felt the sword shadow floating above his spiritual sea.

The sword shadow seemed to be there or not. When Tang Fan sensed it, the sword technique that melted into his mind naturally emerged, causing Tang Fan to have a trace of sword intent on his body, and he was like a sword ready to go.

"Is this a kendo inheritance?"

Tang Fan shook his head. Whether it was the sword shadow or the sword technique, they were all a little erratic, making it difficult for him to understand.

However, although the sword energy in the short sword disappeared, he integrated his will into his body, which made up for his regret.

If you can fully understand this sword intent, can you increase your power when you cast the Sky-Slaying Flying Sword and the Sha Condensing Buddha Slash in the future?

Tang Fan thought, but now it is not the time to understand.

He didn't dare to delay the outside for too long, so he took the old monster Jiupu back to Mo Yan's villa.

Mo Yan was staying at home anxiously, and she breathed a sigh of relief when she saw Tang Fan coming in.

"Are you okay?"

Mo Yan stepped forward and rushed into Tang Fan's arms.

"I'm fine!"

Tang Fan hugged her and sat on the sofa, saying, "You can rest for two days!"

"Then I'll be with you at home!"

Mo Yan looked shy and leaned her face against his chest ambiguously.

She was very smart and did not ask Chen Yang where he was.

She knew what Tang Fan was going to do. Now that he was back, there was no need to ask about the result.

Tang Fan raised his hand and stroked her smooth and slightly hot face, and said in surprise: "What's wrong with you?"

"What's wrong?"

Mo Yan raised her head and asked in a little clarity.

Tang Fan said: "You seem to be more proactive than in the past, hehe..."

"Hate!"

Mo Yan's face turned redder and she whispered: "Do you like it?"

"Where is no man who doesn't like women to take the initiative..."

Tang Fan looked at her shy expression, and his body was like fire. He picked her up and placed her on his legs, wandering around with both hands and taking advantage.

"As long as a woman takes the initiative, you like it? For example, Ye Mei..."

Mo Yan's face turned cold and she patted his dirty hands off.

"Hey, I said we are in a warm moment. Can you not mention another woman?"

Tang Fan asked helplessly.

"Talk about your pain?"

Tang Fan's attitude made Mo Yan even more dissatisfied.

He didn't know how to explain the love, hate and love with Ye Mei, so he could only sigh: "You understand my feelings."

"But, I feel uncomfortable when I see Ye Mei."

"This is not like Mo Yan I know!"

"Is that so, then what is Mo Yan like you know?"

Tang Fan smiled and said, "Confident, sunny, move forward bravely, never be jealous, any woman is under your control!"

Mo Yan smiled slightly, twisted him mischievously, and asked, "Is this really the case?"

"I don't understand. When you treat Bai Jingyi, Xiao Xuexin, and even Gu Mengran, you can understand me, why do you eat Ye Mei's jealousy?"

Mo Yan said the truth: "Because, they just like you simply, but Ye Mei gave me a sense of crisis..."

"Don't worry, although she is very scheming, she is not your opponent."

"You just trust me that way?"

"Because, you are ranked first in my heart. Even if Ye Mei really likes me, I can only treat her as a concubine!"

"Sure, beauties!"

Mo Yan clenched her pink fist and slapped Tang Fan hard, and said angrily: "You haven't married yet, and you still want to marry a concubine!"

Tang Fan smiled and said, "Then I will marry you first, and then marry a lot of concubines for your dispatch, so that you can act as a mighty person at home, okay?"

"Okay, you're here!"

Mo Yan directly pressed Tang Fan onto the sofa and rode it on to make a violent blow.

Tang Fan let her beat her, but she did not resist, and the crisis was finally resolved.

Mo Yan was tired of fighting and lay on him and said, "You really want to rest at home for two days?"

When Mo Yan asked this, Tang Fan suddenly thought of something and said, "I need to treat Ye Xian first."

Mo Yan thought of Ye Xian and couldn't help feeling pity, saying, "That man is also very pitiful. He mistakenly thought of us as his parents. Do you think he had suffered any harm when he was a child?"

"It's not that there is no such possibility."

"Will you cure him?"

"I just won't let him suffer so much, and it's useful to keep him."

Mo Yan knew that Tang Fan had his own ideas and was unwilling to force him, so she just said, "It's great to not let him suffer."

"Don't worry, I'm not a bad guy."

"I don't think you are a bad person..."

"Is that right? Then I will ruin one for you to see..."

Tang Fan turned over and pressed her under him.

"Tsk, you can't do it, why are you strong..."

When Tang Fan heard this, he felt that he had suffered a great insult. He raised his hand and was about to hit him, but with a bang, the door was pushed open.

"Tang Fan, I have something to do... Uh, I'm sorry!"

Bai Jingyi stared blankly at the two people on the sofa, her face flushed with shame.

"You can't knock on the door?"

Tang Fan got up from the sofa angrily.

Mo Yan's face turned red, and she got up and tidied up her clothes.

Bai Jingyi has always been soft but not hard, and she has a knife-like mouth and a tofu heart. When she heard Tang Fan’s questioning, she said with confidence: “It’s broad daylight, who knows you won’t do good things? People born in the year of the dog, come if you want to come?”

Tang Fan was so angry that he said speechlessly: "Are you still unreasonable?"

"Just your body is just showing off, right?"

"Get out of here!"

Tang Fan picked up the pillow and smashed it at Bai Jingyi.

"Haha, you talked about your pain?"
To be continued...