"Because of my hesitation, I missed many opportunities. I am deeply sorry."
"But please rest assured, Great Elder, I will never miss the chance again this time, and I will definitely kill that Wuming guy completely!"
"Great Elder, please trust me again. I promise this is the last time and there will never be any accidents!"
Qingfeng's tone was extremely certain, leaving no room for doubt.
Because only in this way can he save the life of his mother and his only relative in this world!
Although cultivators are called beings superior to humans, in the end they are just humans. As humans, they will have emotions and desires, and they will have things they care about!
And for the sake of what they care about, some people are willing to give up everything, and this is the case with the breeze in front of them!
The chief elder smiled and nodded.
"Okay, since you are so sincere, I will give you one last chance."
"But don't put too much pressure on yourself. You still have to believe in your own strength."
"You don't have to have any head-on conflict with Wuming, you just need to use your unpredictable poison."
"When the time comes, Wu Ming will be destroyed, your identity will not be exposed, and you will be reunited with your mother. Isn't this a matter of killing three birds with one stone?"
"Okay, okay, I won't disturb you anymore. I will wait for your good news quietly."
The chief elder smiled and disappeared into the void ahead.
After the chief elder left, Qingfeng slowly clenched his fist and his fingers were deeply embedded in the flesh, but he didn't know the pain.
No one can understand the entanglement in his heart at this moment, and no one can understand the pain in his heart.
But he had no choice but to protect what he wanted to protect.
"Junior Brother Wuming, I'm sorry."
…
On the other side, Ye Fan practiced in the room until night, and his body surface was once again covered with a thick layer of dirt.
Ye Fan took a bath and prepared to lie on the bed and have a good sleep.
But at this moment, the door was knocked again.
Ye Fan covered his head with the quilt in frustration, not wanting to hear this sound at all.
He is really convinced! Recently, the door to his room has been knocked one hundred and eighty times every time!
He will be beaten when he practices, he will be beaten when he eats, and he will be beaten when he sleeps. Is it finished?
Moreover, elders like Long Aotian and Kong Xuan would directly cross the protective barrier outside and enter the inner room.
He felt that this place was really too dangerous, and it would be better to be quiet in the residence of Immortal Zishuang.
There you can not only practice quietly, but also have barbecue and play with those cranes.
Alas, look at it now, people are really competing with each other to death, and goods are throwing away when comparing goods.
Because the people outside were very persistent, Ye Fan could only open the door with a bored look on his face.
The one who can come at this time, you don’t need to think about it, must be that little girl Su Ling’er!
Could it be that my tea offensive during the day did not achieve results? Wouldn’t it be a huge loss?
"I didn't say it, why did you..."
Ye Fan listened as he spoke, because the person in front of him was not Su Ling'er, but a young man wearing a white robe with a delicate face.
"Who are you……"
"I am Qingfeng, a disciple of Elder Wang. I have been in the sect for a thousand years."
Qingfeng nodded lightly towards Ye Fan.
Ye Fan immediately bowed back.
"Greetings to Senior Brother Qingfeng."
Qingfeng waved his hand.
"You don't need to be so polite. In one month, you will become the senior brother of all the disciples of our Tianji Sect. By then, you will naturally be my senior brother too. There is no need to be so polite."
"That will happen in the future. For now, you still need to have the most basic etiquette."
"By the way, senior brother Qingfeng please come in quickly."
Ye Fan respectfully invited Qingfeng in, and then made two cups of good tea.
Qingfeng smelled it and said with some surprise.
"Is this the tea from the Tianji Sect's back mountain?"
"That's right! I don't have any other tea here, so I can only treat you with these treats. Don't mind."
"..."
Qingfeng was speechless, he always felt that Ye Fan was in Versailles.
Taking a sip of tea into his mouth, a strong spiritual energy instantly spread throughout his internal organs, and his whole body felt an unprecedented sense of refreshment.
"Senior Brother Qingfeng, do you have any business with me this time?"
"Nothing, I just admire your deeds in the Tianji Sect, so I want to get to know you and make friends with you."
"I know there are many people who want to make friends with you. I may not be qualified, but I still want to give it a try. Maybe I will succeed?"
Ye Fan smiled and spoke.
"Senior Brother Qingfeng, you are too polite. What qualifications are there? We are disciples of the same camp and we are friends."
"Senior Brother Qingfeng must never say that again in the future, otherwise I will be so ashamed that I feel ashamed."
Then the two of them chatted some insignificant words.
The next moment, Ye Fan suddenly stood up.
"Senior Brother Qingfeng, I'm going to get something from the side room. You wait for me here."
"good."
While Qingfeng was holding the tea cup, he used his spiritual consciousness to sense Ye Fan's whereabouts.
After seeing Ye Fan successfully enter the side room, he dared to put a grain of powder into Ye Fan's tea cup.
The speed is extremely fast, everything is completed in an instant.
There is no way, Ye Fan is not only extremely powerful and possesses monstrous aptitudes, but also his brain is not comparable to that of ordinary cultivators.
Otherwise, it would be impossible for him to perform such a series of experienced operations!
In order to prevent your own affairs from being exposed, you must be absolutely foolproof and never reveal any flaws.
When she saw the powder melting in the cup, Qingfeng felt relieved. This time it was done!
This powder is the powder with the most powerful poison, and one grain of powder is enough to kill all cultivators under the realm of saints!
Moreover, this powder is colorless and odorless, so even if a cultivator who specializes in identifying it comes here, it is impossible to detect any clues.
What's more, since his identity has not been exposed now, Ye Fan will not have any defensiveness.
After a while, Ye Fan pushed open the door and walked in with a small bag of tea in his hand, which he handed directly to Qingfeng.
"What...what do you mean?"
Qingfeng looked confused, not understanding what Ye Fan meant.
Ye Fan smiled and spoke.
"It's not interesting. I just see that you seem to like this tea, so I'll give you a small bag."
"There's been a lot of tea delivered recently, but there's not much left, so don't mind!"
"But even though it's only a small packet, it should be enough for you to drink for a few days."
After Ye Fan finished speaking, Qingfeng was like a sculpture, froze in place, unable to recover for a long time.