Chapter 657 Bu Yao is the scum of the ghost cultivator

"How can it be so easy for the demon cultivator to save him if he has the Fallen Immortal Bell in his hand?"

A somewhat demonic voice came.

Feng Wan turned around to look, and it turned out to be the evildoer Bu Yao.

Buyao is still dressed in red, without the ghost skull mask, but the skull on the robe is even more terrifying.

The cuffs that were cut off by Bu Ran are now intact.

Bai Yu's eyes moved down to Bu Yao's feet. This monster was actually barefoot.

Bu Yao's feet are as beautiful as his body. Not only that, as he moves and the hem of his robe sways, a red lotus mark on his ankle is faintly visible.

Seeing Bai Yu staring at his feet, Buyao smiled proudly.

"Are my saint's feet better than Bu Ran's?"

Bai Yu quickly looked away. How did he know? He had never seen Bu Ran.

Although Patriarch Buran can be quite arrogant sometimes, he is different from this monster.

Bah, no, what was he thinking? He should rush forward and fight Bu Yao.

Bai Yu reacted and was about to rush up, but was stopped by Feng Wan.

Although Bu Yao is a ghost cultivator, he seems to be a scum among the ghost cultivators.

Seeing Feng Wan's action, Bu Yao's eyes immediately lit up.

"Wanwan, do you like me a little bit?"

"You should have a certain degree of narcissism. Do you know how to crack the Fairy Bell?"

"have no idea."

While talking, Buyao inadvertently moved forward and leaned in closer.

Just when he was about to take further action, there was a loud cracking sound, and without checking, a strand of hair was chopped into black slag.

Bu Yao glared.

"Buanwan, you are too cruel."

"There are even worse ones."

As he spoke, Feng Wan's whole body lit up with flames.

"Stop, I, the Holy Lord, just stay away from you."

Perhaps because he was afraid that his image would be damaged, Buyao directly distanced himself from four or five people.

Ancestor Shangxing didn't want to disrupt Feng Wan's plan, so although he didn't take action, he was always wary of Bu Yao.

Buyao looks heartless and not very clear-sighted, but in fact the city is deep.

Otherwise, I wouldn’t be able to compete with Fu Ran.

"Can you save me? If not, we'll start a fight."

Bai Yu flicked his tail irritably.

"If we don't fight, although I can't break the Fallen Immortal Bell, I can find a way to save them."

Bu Yao uses them, not him, to prove that he knows there are other people inside. This shows that Bu Yao is aware of it.

"How to save him?" Bai Yu always felt that he was not a demon and unreliable, and his words were also unpredictable.

"I won't tell you, but I cannot save you in vain, I must be rewarded."

"no."

Bai Yu refused on behalf of Feng Wan. This monster had always said that he wanted to pursue his master.

I guess his reward is to make his master like him.

"I didn't ask you, Wanwan, what do you mean?"

“Not too much is okay.”

Buyao raised his hand and brushed the hair beside his ear, "Is it too much to ask you to like me?"

"What do you think?"

Feng Wan's rhetorical tone was somewhat similar to Bu Ran's.

No more flirtatiousness, he likes this tone.

"Then I'll just change it to another one. Well, let me think about it."

[Master, don’t miss such a good opportunity. That’s what Feng Wan said. Maybe she will agree to it if you insist.

Even if she doesn’t agree to like you, at least she won’t object to you liking her.】

Female Ghost Yan said anxiously.

[Are you still in the mood to worry about this? Where is the eighth-level healing elixir that I asked you to prepare? 】

Nv Guiyan shivered with fright, she really couldn't do it.

【No.】

[Shut up if you don’t.]

【yes.】

Nv Guiyan was so frightened that she dared not speak.

"I need an eighth-level healing elixir."

Guo Zhu, the ancestor of the ghost cultivator, was seriously injured when he rescued Bu Yao. This eighth-level healing elixir should be for him.

I really didn't realize that Buyao was quite concerned about his master.

Nv Guiyan was also a little touched. It turned out that the master was planning for his master.

If the Holy Ancestor knew, he would be very pleased.

[Banwan, can you give me this elixir? 】

A pill cannot be compared with Bu Ran. Although the ancestor of Shangxing has confidence in Bu Ran, he is still afraid of something unexpected happening.

Only when the person is rescued safely can he feel relieved.

[You can give it. Guo Zhu’s life is approaching. Even with the eighth-level healing elixir, he doesn’t have many days to live. 】

[Okay, then we agree to his request. 】

After Fengwan and Ancestor Shangxing finished discussing it, Fengwan negotiated with Buyao.

"As long as you rescue my Uncle Buran and the others safely, this eighth-level healing pill will be yours."

Looking at the jade box in Feng Wan's hand, he didn't doubt that Feng Wan would lie to him.

First, Feng Wan's character is trustworthy, and second, as a seventh-level alchemy master, Feng Wan would not fool him with fake elixirs.

Alchemists are all very rich, and Feng Wan is the richest among the rich.

Although she is not yet able to refine eighth-level elixirs, her master who dotes on his disciples and turns them into demons must have prepared them for her long ago.

"Deal, wait for the good news from this Holy Lord."

Before Bu Yao left, he even gave Feng Wan a wink.

"Greasy, I want to take pictures."

Bai Yu stood in front of Feng Wan and showed his fangs for the first time since he transformed into a half-dragon.

"Oh, it's so vicious and ugly."

After leaving these six words, Buyao waved his sleeves and left completely.

"Master, when Buran and the others are rescued, I will definitely beat this monster to death."

"Okay, Master, help you."

"Master is the best to me."

In fact, both Bai Yu and Feng Wan knew very well that with their current strength, they would not be able to kill or be a monster.

But even if I can't kill him, I can at least make him feel pain.

Bu Yao asked Feng Wan and the others to wait for news from him, but the auspicious time came the next day and he did not see him rescuing the person.

[Master, the ghost cultivator’s mouth is a deceitful ghost, so it’s true that he is not a demon and cannot be trusted. 】

Baizhi put his hands on his hips and his impression of the ghost cultivator became even worse.

【Let’s go to Ximen’s house first.】

They are both good and evil, and they are not completely incapable of cooperation, but they must be kept in mind, and they cannot be believed in everything.

Feng Wan asked Bai Yu to return to space, and followed the Shangxing Ancestor back to Ximen's house.

Ximen's house is decorated with lights and colorful decorations everywhere, and everyone has a smile on their face.

In order to accumulate blessings for his son and express his gratitude to the villagers, Mr. Ximen directly set up the flowing water mat.

As long as they are villagers who come to congratulate, they don't need to give gifts, they can just sit down and eat.

However, due to the strong wind, the delicious dishes on the table were quickly blown cold and were even covered with a layer of sand and dust.

But even so, it still cannot stop the enthusiasm of the villagers.

Not for the food, but for the fun.

Feng Wan and Shang Xing Patriarch did not linger in the front yard, but came to the study room in the backyard with ease.

A barrier was set up in the study, but the barrier set up by the Mahayana Realm could not stop the Shangxing Ancestor at all.

Feng Wan hid in Ancestor Shangxing's Qiankun sleeve and listened to the conversation inside.

"I heard that you caught Bu Ran?"

"Hui Shengzun, that's right."

"Then you're pretty good."

"Holy Master, you deserve the award. I'm just lucky."

"That's true. How can you be Buran's opponent?"

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