Then Baihua whispered to Ye Fan and the others: "I will hold them back, you can go quickly."
Unfortunately, his words did not work.
Ye Fan was thundered and tender on the outside, so he didn't pay attention to what he said.
The little witch and Shan Ji were still laughing, desperately reminding themselves that they were qualified people, and no matter how funny it was, they should not laugh at this time.
unless……
I can't help it...
Next second.
"Hahahahahahaha!"
The little witch and the pheasant couldn't hold it in any way.
"Baihua shy, hahahahaha!"
"My chicken feathers are almost growing, hahahahaha!"
Baihua looked embarrassed, but she still firmly protected them.
"Do you think you are still qualified to negotiate with me now?" Yan Qingyun raised his right index finger lightly: "It doesn't matter whether they are in the same group as you. You can kill them in the first place."
The green true energy gathered towards the fingertips frantically.
As a result, before Yan Qingyun finished reading the article, he found that he had been wrapped in endless black gas at some point.
"What's going on..."
The sound came to an abrupt end and the black mist dissipated.
There were no traces of three people in the air, and even the bodies were left behind.
Three groups of fluorescent lights floated up and fell into Ye Fan's chest.
Although the little witch didn't understand the right or wrong between them, since the other party was about to kill him now, there was no need to be polite.
It took a long time before Baihuaxia came back to her senses from the shock.
He turned around little by little and looked at Ye Fan and the others in disbelief.
The next moment, Baihua was suddenly embarrassed.
"So you are so powerful... I was troubled before..."
He suddenly felt that his behavior just now was like a clown.
"Sister Baihuaxiu, you're thinking too much." The little witch hurriedly comforted: "You were so righteous just now, but we are still very grateful."
Baihua knew that the little witch was polite to him, so she lowered her head and held three bedrooms and one living room on the ground with her feet.
"By the way." The little witch was curious: "Why did they chase you just now?"
Baihua looked up and raised her head when she heard this, and her face changed immediately!
"Our gang has a grudge against them... When they meet me alone, they will naturally be killed." Baihua replied with a slight look on her face, and her right hand subconsciously covered the ring on her left hand.
It seemed that this move was a little inappropriate, and Baihua hurriedly moved her right hand away.
But this makes it seem like there is no silver here...
Ye Fan and the little witch looked at each other and immediately understood what was going on.
Eighty times it is because of robbing something or something. This situation is so common in the cultivation world.
As for the specific situation, they were not interested in knowing it.
"That... I have something to do, so I'll say goodbye first." Baihuaxi was obviously nervous, so she left this sentence and ran away.
By the time Ye Fan and the others arrived home, it was almost two o'clock in the afternoon.
After having lunch casually, Ye Fan asked the little witch to take out the Soul-Devouring Iron.
"What is this?" the little witch said curiously: "You must know, right?"
"Ye Fan took the Soul-Devouring Iron: "Soul-Devouring Iron, a metal that is very useful to you. Isn't this a weapon you haven't had before, so I'm going to use it for you to get it.
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"So, are you doing this for me?" The little witch was extremely excited and pressed Ye Fan into her arms: "Wuwuwu, I'm so moved..."
Ye Fan, a weak chicken without cultivation, immediately encountered a ruthless murder...
Perhaps the little witch was too excited and didn't control her strength. Ye Fan felt the neck bones and spine he was holding were so painful.
Damn it!
It's almost broken...
Waist, my waist...
Ye Fan struggled and spoke with difficulty.
"Let go... I'm almost strangled to death by you..."
"Ah! I'm sorry, I'm sorry..." The little witch let go of her hand awkwardly: "I was so excited for a moment, I didn't control my strength... You... are you okay..."
"What do you think?" Ye Fan immediately rolled her eyes and rubbed her neck with a grin.
The little witch walked around behind Ye Fan very tactfully and massaged her neck and back obediently.
Ye Fan picked up the Soul-Devouring Iron and started to think about it.
Although there is a general idea, the detailed method of handling needs to be considered.
"By the way, little witch." After thinking for a while, Ye Fan asked: "Do you have a type of weapon you like?"
"For type..." The little witch tilted her head and thought for a moment: "Just whip."
"Whip..." Ye Fan muttered, and leaned his mental power into the ring.
He vaguely remembered that the system seemed to have signed in to whip weapons before.
Found it!
Ye Fan's thought moved and a black whip appeared on the table.
This is a whip made of eighth-level python lizard skin. If it is of the best quality, it is at the top of the heavenly level.
Although there is also a better-grade iron-backed silver rhinoceros whip in the ring, it is obvious that this one is the most suitable one at the moment.
Although the grade of the python lizard skin is a little worse, its tolerance is far better than that of the iron-backed silver rhinoceros skin.
After all, the Soul-Devouring Iron itself is dark, and it will not explode when embedded in the python lizard skin.
The only problem is opening the hole.
The whip handle is made of Chiayuan Secret Gold, and Ye Fan does not have this ability now.
Fortunately, there is a pheasant next to it.
To be on the safe side, Ye Fan first asked Shan Ji to practice his hands with other materials.
If this guy couldn't stop the car and messed up, he would have no place to buy it now.
"Brother, do you mean to let me open a hole in this?" Shan Ji took the ore handed over by Ye Fan in a daze: "And the size should be based on the black bean specification?"
"Correct it." Ye Fan smiled slightly: "The shape is like that, but the ratio needs to be reduced ten times."
The cheess's face suddenly collapsed...
Usually, he always gives full efforts to do a fight, but now it is a torture to let him do such a fine job.
In his opinion, this is more difficult than letting him not touch a woman for three days...
The messy black bean shape is already a big deal, but now the eldest brother actually asks himself to shrink it ten times!
There can't be any mistakes even in the slightest...
It's like cutting tofu.
It is very simple for ordinary people to cut the tofu into pieces with one knife, and it is not difficult at all.
But let a person who has not received any training cut the tofu into even silks of a millimeter, and there is no certain error...
This cannot be described as difficult to describe...
"Of course, I'm not a person who makes things difficult for others. If you don't want to, I won't force you." Ye Fan smiled kindly: "But I have to remind you that this weapon is prepared for your elder sister. You know
of."
"Hmm?" The little witch immediately looked at Shan Ji meaningfully: "Little Chicken, do you think there is any difficulty?"
"Not at all!" Shan Ji decisively surrendered to the little witch's tyranny.
joke!
If I dare to say no, I will not be served on the table tonight...
So Shan Ji picked up the materials and went to practice aside.
Originally, Ye Fan didn't want to make things difficult for Shan Ji, but who told him that he was the only one who played with fire among them...
It's a blessing that it's just a matter of inlaying holes, which are not technically available, so the pheasant can barely make do with it.