Fan Kang laughed dryly and said, "Didn't I tell you a long time ago that I am a prodigal and travel the world alone. Am I afraid of those who are barefoot and wear shoes? Even if I am the emperor, I dare to pull him off."
Wu Xian'er snorted coldly, then suddenly turned back to look at Fan Kang and said, "What would you do if I asked you to tell me your origin carefully in exchange for a condition?"
Fan Kang was stunned for a moment, and was secretly happy. His origin was nothing special, so it was great to be able to offset a condition. However, his face was pretending to be surprised, and his expression was gloomy, as if he really had something.
The big secret is like a dilemma.
Wu Xian'er's big eyes were as bright as stars, and she stared at Fan Kang without blinking, as if she wanted to see him through. In the end, she burst into laughter: "Gee, you kid has such a bad idea, you think my conditions are so easy.
Yes? Humph, there are three conditions. Even if you don’t die, you still have to shed your skin. I think you still have some potential, which you have to tap slowly."
A black thread floated in front of Fan Kang's eyes. This little witch really thought of herself as a super thug.
In fact, it is really difficult for Fan to resist today, because although Wu Xian'er's golden needles are magical, these injured are ordinary people, and the body cannot withstand the invasion of cold poison at all. Blindly blocking it will only cause the cold poison to change its mode.
, to attack the lower part of the occupied area and penetrate deep into the bone marrow. In this way, even if the whole body is not paralyzed, it will become a thousand-year-old rheumatism, which is painful and painful.
Wu Xian'er revealed this to Zhang Decheng yesterday.
"Miss Wu, please stay!" A domineering voice suddenly sounded.
Fan Kang's heart moved slightly. He felt a hint of murderous intent from the stranger. Murderous intent is invisible and intangible, but it is real. People with particularly keen senses can deeply feel the amount of murderous intent and the intensity of murderous intent.
A person's character is related to his experience. The more blood his hands are stained with, the more murderous his will will be.
Although the murderous aura in this man was faint, Fan Kang was sure that more than one person would die at his hands.
Wu Xian'er's beautiful eyebrows trembled slightly, and a hint of shame flashed in her eyes. She had repeatedly tolerated this golden ax, but he pushed it further and pestered her all day long. It was really annoying.
"My dear, let me introduce to you. This is Mr. Golden Ax, one of the three famous masters of the Ax Gang. You must get closer to him."
Jin Ax ran over excitedly, but he saw a scene that shocked him. He saw that the goddess he had chosen actually took an arm with a fat-haired, pink-faced boy and showed off her affection in front of him. In the past, when Jin Ax fell in love with women, he would directly use coercion and inducement.
, this time it’s rare for me to seriously pursue a girl, I didn’t expect to suffer such a blow. Apart from being several times more handsome than me, what good does this pretty boy have? Look at the frail look. He can KO with one punch. How can that be compared to
I am strong.
Jin Ax looked at Fan Kang carefully, and was even more angry in his heart. He said with a smile: "Miss Xian'er, is this really your friend? But I think he is so thin, I'm afraid he won't be able to give you enough."
Protection, although this world is relatively peaceful, there are still many bad people. What Miss Xian'er needs is a strong arm, and this boy is obviously too young."
Jin Ax proudly showed off his bulging arm muscles like a little mouse, and his dangerous eyes warned Fan Kang.