Unexpectedly, the son of a salt merchant from Jiangnan Province would possess such a powerful magical weapon.

The clear-cut man couldn't tell whether he was jealous or excited at the moment.

Seizing the Xu family's property can strengthen the Yin and Yang Sect, and seizing the "gourd" means that the magical weapon is yours.

Without any further hesitation, the Qinghui man's steps were filled with wind, and his body turned into an afterimage that could not be seen clearly by the naked eye and rushed towards Xu Fan.

The five fingers turned into sharp claws, and the energy released from the palm turned into a three-inch phantom of an animal claw in the air, and suddenly clawed at the gourd.

Faced with the sudden change that occurred in the mourning hall, Mrs. Wang's almond-shaped eyes sparkled, and her heart was extremely shocked.

Xu Fan was imprisoned in Xujiazhuang for more than three years, but he never thought that he would become a practitioner.

As both a disciple of the Yin and Yang Sect, Mrs. Wang became curious about the dilapidated gourd suspended on the coffin, but she still focused on the overall situation of the sect. She gently held the girl in her arms with her right hand and stared at Xu Fan all the time.

At this moment, since Xu Fan has fallen into the hands of their Yin Yang Sect, the two of them will never let each other escape.

The phantom of the beast's claws blew up a strong wind in the air, tearing ripples one after another in the void.

Seeing the approaching shadow of the beast's claws, Xu Fan raised the corners of his mouth and smiled brightly.

Just when the shadow of the beast's claw was about to approach the dilapidated gourd, the gourd itself continued to rotate, creating a half-foot-sized whirlwind above the coffin.

"Bang~bang~"

The phantom of the beast's claws and the whirlwind stirred by the old gourd kept colliding.

In an instant, the Qi energy released from the palm of the Qinghui man became thinner and thinner, and the phantom of the beast's claw became blurred during the impact until it disappeared.

Under the strong suction of the cyclone, the palm of the Qinghui man involuntarily moved closer to the dilapidated gourd in the cyclone.

"How can this be!"

The Qinghui man was horrified. He was unable to control his palms at this moment, and even his whole body was being sucked by the whirlwind.

Sensing the strangeness of the old gourd, Mrs. Wang leaped forward, her graceful figure drawing a beautiful arc in mid-air, and tightly grasped the Qinghui man's left arm with her right hand.

The next moment, she regretted it!

In this way, the two of them formed a strange confrontation in the mourning hall.

Cold sweat fell from the clear man's forehead, and the clothes on his back were already wet with cold sweat.

He felt that his palms were being torn apart by the whirlwind, but he was unable to stop it. He even had to rely on his junior sister to fight against the shabby gourd that was so close.

Xu Fan always stood by the coffin, lowered his head and glanced at his father's body in the coffin, shook his head slightly, and thought to himself.

"Since you want to fake death, then fake death. I just don't know if you can deceive the people you want to deceive."

Looking up and glancing at the girl in Mrs. Wang's arms, Xu Fan made a funny face, making the girl giggle.

Xu Fan's eyes finally fell on Mrs. Wang's charming and beautiful face, and he looked at it carefully.

Only then did he think of why his father sent him to Xujiazhuang outside Guangling City.

This woman is so enchanting, charming, breathtaking, and unreal.

Since Dad faked his death, he must have noticed that Mrs. Wang's skin was too beautiful.

Xu Fan stepped forward slowly, walked past the Qinghui man and Mrs. Wang, and gently picked up the girl in Mrs. Wang's arms with both hands.

Looking at his half-sister, Xu Fan showed a gentle smile on his face.

The pretty little girl didn't know what was going on in the mourning hall. Seeing her brother whom she hadn't seen for a long time, she just giggled happily.

"Let go of Lan'er!"

Mrs. Wang's eyebrows were raised, her almond-shaped eyes were filled with evil thoughts, her snow-white cheeks were getting paler, and her voice was trembling.

"Lan'er is my sister, what are you afraid of?" Xu Fan hugged Xu Lan'er, walked slowly to the row of chairs on the left, and found a place to sit down.

The cool breeze blew through the mourning hall, and several plain white lanterns hanging under the eaves of the outer corridor of the mourning hall swayed from side to side, making a clattering sound, and the surrounding white gauze curtains fluttered in the wind.

The cold sweat on the forehead of the clear man was blown by the wind, and he shivered all over. He turned his head and looked at Xu Fan's delicate face, and said in a hoarse voice, "Are you Xu Fan?"

Obviously, based on their Yin Yang Sect's investigations over the past few years, the second generation of the Xu family only knows how to eat, drink, and have fun, when to become a practitioner, and this weird magic weapon that can swallow up people's energy.

At this moment, the thing that the Qinghui man regretted the most was not stopping his junior sister from saving him.

Unfortunately, all this happened too quickly. By the time he realized that the old gourd could swallow up the qi in the practitioner's body, the junior sister behind him had already come to his aid.

In this way, the two of them were tightly entangled by the gourd, and they could only watch the energy in their bodies being swallowed up bit by bit.

The servants and followers around the mourning hall, as well as the Yin and Yang Sect disciples who were hiding in the dark, were sent away early in the morning by the man.

Now that things have happened, the two of them can be manipulated at will by Xu Fan, a playboy.

"Now that I'm back, the Xu family has nothing to do with you. As for the Xu family's property, don't think about it. Since the old man is dead."

Xu Fan tilted his head, glanced at the coffin under the dilapidated gourd, and thought to himself, treat it as if you are really dead.

"Whoosh~"

With a casual shot, the old gourd swirled on the mourning hall and returned to Xu Fan's hands.

Losing the power of swallowing, Mrs. Wang and the Qinghui man fell weakly to the cold floor in the mourning hall.

"Don't try to resist, I can let you continue to use this." Xu Fan shook the old gourd in his hand and poured another mouthful of pear blossom white into his mouth.

Mrs. Wang and the slender man looked at each other and wisely gave up their resistance.

Both of them were practitioners who had opened twelve acupoints, but they were restrained by the old gourd in Xu Fan's hand.

At this time, neither of the two people dared to gamble again.

The devouring force before left them without any resistance. Mrs. Wang was feeling better and her breathing was fairly even.

The Qinghui man seemed to have rolled around in the ice water, and his robe was now wet and clinging to his body.

Xu Fan lightly tapped the armrest of the chair, with a cold look in his eyes, "Since you have made your decision on the Xu family, I have to help you."

"You, you are, by the way, people from the Yin Yang Sect."

When the words "Yin Yang Gate" came out, Mrs. Wang and the Qinghui man trembled all over, and an inexplicable chill suddenly arose in their hearts.

"How did he know about Yin Yang Gate?"

Both of their eyes fell on Xu Fan, with a hint of horror in their eyes, which was even more shocking than having the energy in their bodies swallowed by the gourd.

Before the Qinghui man's horrified look dissipated from his eyes, Xu Fan covered Xu Lan'er's eyes in his arms with his left hand and flicked his right hand lightly.

A golden light flashed across the mourning hall!

The next moment, the old gourd rushed out from the Qinghui man's back, slid through an arc in mid-air, and returned to Xu Fan's hand.

"Eh! So dirty!"

Xu Fan held the top of the old gourd with his right hand and shook the blood stains on the surface of the gourd.

"Brother is going out to buy you candied haws. Lan'er will go play with your mother first."

After finishing speaking, Xu Fan put the little girl in his arms on the ground, stood up and left the mourning hall.

Looking at the young man's slender back, Mrs. Wang's pretty and charming face turned pale, her slender eyelashes trembled slightly, and she did not dare to look at the senior brother lying in a pool of blood behind her.

"Xu Fan, who are you?"

Mrs. Wang's mouth moved slightly, her teeth clenched tightly.


Chapter completed!