Nalan Zhi looked through the one-way mirror and saw Ye Fan lying sideways on the cold bed, facing inward. She didn't know if he was fast asleep or not.

"How to do it?"

Nalan Zhi thought secretly in her heart.

In trouble.

"Ye Fan is so strong, his perception must be very sharp. He can wake him up at the slightest sign of trouble, and he can suppress me in an instant."

"Master really gave me an impossible task."

"what to do!"

Nalan Zhi paced back and forth in the bedroom anxiously.

Suddenly, a flash of lightning flashed in her mind, and she thought of something.

Click.

She turned a mechanism around.

I saw a hidden compartment on the wall with some items placed inside.

These are Nalan Zhi's treasures over the years, and there is also a high-end revolver among the items.

"With a gun?"

"It's not good if the sound is too loud. I'd better use poison."

Nalan Zhi took out a small bottle.

She was very nervous because this bottle was given to her by the young master of the Poison Sect in the Seventy-Two Sects Martial Arts Conference in order to please her. He said that as long as he inhales the gas in the bottle, he will die suddenly within three minutes, even if he is a giant.

I can't bear it either.

Nalan Zhi took the bottle to the depths and looked at Ye Fan on the cold bed from a distance.

"Don't blame me. If you want to blame, blame my master. Besides, I will kill you to prove the Tao. Only then will my Taoist heart be strong enough and the inner demons can be disintegrated."

"I'm sorry."

Nalan Zhi opened the bottle, white breath flowed out, and she blew it.

The breath drifted towards Ye Fan.

Nalan Zhi approached cautiously and found that Ye Fan had inhaled white gas.

Done!

At this moment, Nalan Zhi felt relaxed and a sneer appeared on her face.

However.

There was nothing strange about Ye Fan.

This made her suspicious.

Has the poisonous gas expired? Or is it an asymptomatic death?

Nalan Zhi did not dare to be careless and decided to wait for three minutes.

Tick ​​tock!

Tick ​​tock!

It's like seconds are like years.

After finally waiting for three minutes to pass, Ye Fan was still the same, his face had not even changed, and he could no longer be normal.

Nalan Zhi was confused.

"Really expired?"

"Young master of the Poison Sect, this idiot doesn't even mark the shelf life."

Nalan Zhi had no choice but to return to the bedroom and took out the revolver.

Looking back, this was what Nalan Haitang got when he took her to the birthday party of a five-star general in the capital.

A five-star general is the top rank among generals. There are only ten people in the entire Daxia Kingdom with such a rank.

At the birthday party, the five-star general awarded her this revolver, which was specially made and of high quality.

The power is not comparable to that of ordinary pistols.

Even a steel plate ten centimeters thick can be penetrated by this revolver.

"If the soft one doesn't work, then use the hard one."

"It depends on whether you die this time. I'm sorry. Don't mess with me in the next life."

Nalan Zhi had a sullen face.

He strode majestically to the cold bed.

Load up!

At this critical moment, Ye Fan turned over.

Nalan Zhi was so frightened that she froze on the spot and did not dare to breathe.

"Fortunately, I just turned over and didn't wake up."

"Goodbye Ye Fan."

Nalan Zhi gets ready.

Suddenly, Ye Fan sneezed.

"Oh!"

Ordinary people sneeze.

Ye Fan's move was incredible, and a powerful burst of energy spurted out.

Nalanzhi was the first to bear the brunt.

"boom!"

The whole person flew out.
Chapter completed!