Before leaving, Song Feng looked at Yang Fan deeply.

Countless disciples noticed this detail and couldn't help but feel suspicious.

"Did the lord of the inscription ask Senior Sister Xiao and the others to go over to make the decision for Yang Fan?"

The disciples had this idea at the same time.

Because Yang Fan brought too many surprises!

If you think about it carefully, Yang Fan seems to have been creating myths in the short period of time since he joined the Confucian Academy!

First, during the trial competition, in order to save the eight major forces and the new disciples of the Confucian Academy, he was arrested and went to the Heavenly Demon Palace. As a result, he not only escaped, but also saved Nan Ming Yuqing!

Then, he became famous in a battle with the third saint of the Wilderness Courtyard.

And the unprecedented pseudo-Golden Pill Realm becomes the head of the Holy Son!

Now, in just a few days of leaving, his cultivation has improved by leaps and bounds, and he has crushed a pride like Qin Zhantian!

It seems that his existence is to write a myth!

"Brother Yang Fan, the owner of the hospital should not make things difficult for you, right?"

But Murong Yuntian’s thoughts were a little different from others, and he said worriedly.

"Don't worry, the ward will not make things difficult for me."

"Senior Brother Chen, please take care of Yuntian for me. I will come to you after I finish these matters."

Yang Fan came to his senses and shook his head with a smile.

Then he flew towards the direction of Shouyang Palace with Qing'er and Nanming Yuqing.

"Damn bastard!"

Xiao Bailing looked at them leaving with a gloomy face, his teeth almost grinding!

This Yang Fan and Nan Ming Yuqing are simply challenging her bottom line!

"Wait, when the holy land is selected, no one will be able to protect you!"

Xiao Bailing snorted coldly, then helped up the seriously injured Qin Zhantian and followed him to Shouyang Palace.

"Oh, it's really going to be lively now."

Bai Xiaotian sighed.

Although he didn't really want to go, the yard master said, "It's impossible for him to put pigeons, right?"

At the foot of Ru Mountain, only the other saints and saints were still silent.

"Let's go, the show is over."

Zhao Song, the second saint of the wasteland courtyard, smiled and said.

"Oh, it's really a pity that I didn't see the fight between Junior Sister Nan Ming and Senior Sister Xiao."

Han Mingyu, the second saint of Qingxinyuan, shrugged, feeling a little regretful!

"What, aren't you afraid that Nan Ming Yuqing will defeat Xiao Bailing and squeeze you, the second saint, to the back?"

Several more saints came over with a smile and joked.

"If you really have that ability, what if you squeeze in the back?"

"But you guys, you got so early, were you surpassed by Junior Brother Yang Fan? It's really embarrassing!"

Han Mingyu laughed at him with a smile, then turned around and left.

All of them were embarrassed and coughed!

at the same time.

Inside the Shouyang Palace!

"Master, what's the matter with us?"

"And you just said that several of the capitals of the hospital have left. Where did they go?"

Bai Xiaotian glanced at Yang Fan and others, and looked at Song Feng with a little helplessness and asked.

This has been around for a long time.

But Song Feng kept closing his eyes and resting, not knowing what he was waiting for.

"Wait a little longer."

Song Feng still didn't answer and said lightly.

Everyone looked at each other, not sure, but they didn't say anything again.

"Master, I'm late for the disciple!"

At this moment, a cold voice came.

A young man with a gun in a white robe fell from the sky outside the hall, strode into the Shouyang Hall, and bowed respectfully to Song Feng!

"Shen Aosheng!"

Bai Xiaotian, Xiao Bailing and Qin Zhantian, who had just recovered, all showed shocked expressions: "Have you broken through the Nascent Soul?"
Chapter completed!