Yang Fan was generous and generous.

The fourth-level spiritual fruits began to be sent out casually without even blinking.

There is no way, who will make us rich?

Level 4 spiritual fruit, drizzle!

"It turned out to be the purple fire dragon!"

"It's so awesome, my brother Fan, this is the best among the fourth-level spiritual fruits. I heard that this purple fire dragon not only contains rich spiritual power, but also has extremely sweet and delicious taste. Among all the fourth-level spiritual fruits, it can be called a three-level existence!"

An Sheng recognized the origin of this fruit at a glance and couldn't help but saliva.

He had only seen others eat this purple fire dragon occasionally before, and he could not afford it at all, such a down-and-out small family like their Anjia.

Unexpectedly, today, Yang Fan actually took out five in one breath!

An Sheng was really curious about what the identity of the king-level strong man who invited Yang Fan to see a doctor was. He also felt very awesome and had a history.

On the side, Chu Feiyun and Duan Xiaorui were all impressed by Yang Fan's rich aura and said, "Brother Fan is mighty!" Afterwards, they reached out and grabbed the spiritual fruit handed over by Yang Fan. Without saying a word, they opened their mouths and swallowed them into their stomachs.

Then, the spiritual power in these people began to fill up and overflow, running around, and the qi and blood were boiling, and everyone's face was as red as a monkey's butt.

Without Yang Fan's explanation, the five of them quickly returned to their rooms, went to seclusion and practiced, and tried to absorb and refine the endless spiritual power contained in the level 4 spiritual fruit.

For those of them who are only at level 2 or level 3, the spiritual power contained in the level 4 spiritual fruit is already somewhat beyond their tolerance. If they do not absorb and refine it quickly, they may be in danger of being burst if they are not careful.

For a moment, Yang Fan's side became quiet again.

No one asked him about the identity and origin of the king-level strongman, and no one paid attention to the follow-up of why Wang Zhi and his wife were also taken away by the king-level strongman.

Compared with the improvement of their own cultivation strength, those gossip messages that can only be used to pass the time are considered a fuck.

brush!

A figure flashed in and landed in front of Yang Fan.

Yang Fan's expression moved, a smile appeared on his face, and he shouted softly: "Cousin, why did you alarm you too?"

"Nonsense! You have been kidnapped by the ancestor of the Wang family, how can I not be in a hurry?"

Wang Zhe gave Yang Fan a blank look, looked around Yang Fan up and down, and said, "Come on, let me see first, are you really not injured?"

Obviously, Wang Zhe was not like Chu Feiyun and other students who did not see any clues. When they heard Sha Qingsi's deception, they all believed and half-doubted.

Wang Zhe was able to call out the identity of the ancestor of the Wang family in one word, obviously because he knew some inside story.

"Cousin, how do you know that the king who took action before was the ancestor of the Wang family? Who told you?"

Yang Fan asked Wang Zhe curiously. At that time, Wang Hongfang only showed a thin palm in Dai Xingcheng, and his face was not even exposed. Even Sha Qingshi might not be able to identify his identity at the first time. Where did Wang Zhe see the clues?

"No one has to tell me that the old guy raised his hand and I had already recognized his martial arts aura. There would be no mistake!"

Wang Zhe explained to Yang Fan softly: "Six years ago, before I entered the South China Martial Arts School as a teacher, I was entrusted by the master of the South China Martial Arts School and lived in Taikang City for half a year. So I am somewhat familiar with the affairs of the Wang family in Taikang City, especially the ancestor of the Wang family."

Yang Fan raised his eyebrows.

It seems that in order to deal with Wang Hongfang and the Taikang Wang family over the years, the South China Grandmaster has buried many secret tricks, and even Wang Zhe has been sent by him to be an undercover agent.

Fortunately, Wang Zhe pretended to have never seen Wang Zhihe and his wife before, and was cheating.

Even the aura of Wang Hongfang, the ancestor of the Wang family, can remember so clearly that he can tell his true identity by just one palm. How could he be unfamiliar with the current head of the Wang family?

"Huh? Yes!"

After surrounding Yang Fan, Wang Zhe's eyes couldn't help but widen, and the surprise and surprise in his heart also increased with the times.

He found that Yang Fan's martial arts cultivation had actually soared to the level of a level ninth-level martial artist, only one step away from that Te Miaoer was about to catch up with him!

"Did Wang Hongfang have so much effort to bring you back to Taikang City, really just to treat you?"

Wang Zhe felt extremely incredible: "No, Wang Hongfang is domineering and cold-blooded. According to his usual style, seeing a good seedling like you, he must have raised you in captivity as soon as possible! How could he let you go so easily?"

"It's fine to let you go, but he actually helped you break through to the realm of a level nine martial artist and gave you spiritual fruits and medicines as snacks. This is unreasonable!"

Wang Zhe was very puzzled.

I can't understand at all.

Could it be that Wang Hongfang changed his nature?

Otherwise, how should we explain this earth-shaking change in Yang Fan?

Only one day has passed. If it weren't for the help of the king-level powerful man, how could Yang Fan's martial arts cultivation have suddenly risen to the ninth level of the martial arts master?

Yang Fan glanced left and right, then casually laid a mental barrier around him, and said to Wang Zhe softly: "Cousin, we are our own family, so I won't hide some things from you. In fact, Wang Hongfang was already dead twenty minutes ago!"

"Mr. Fu, Mr. Qu, and the Grandmaster of South China, three of them took action together, and the troops were at the city, killing four characters, killing Wang Hongfang and the entire Taikang Wang family without any strength to fight back."

Not sure if Fu Zhengqing was secretly eavesdropping, Yang Fan directly started to gild the faces of the three big bosses, and did not mention a single word about the news that Brother Monkey came out of the mountain and the arrival of the monk.

"Is this really the case?" Wang Zhe looked at Yang Fan suspiciously with an expression that you were obviously frightening me.

"But why, why did I seem to hear Lord Fu shouting for help more than ten minutes ago?" Wang Zhe asked back: "And he called twice in a row, there will be no false!"

Wang Zhe seriously doubted whether Yang Fan was talking backwards. It was obvious that Lord Fu Wang was beaten so hard that he was urinating and shouting for help?

Yang Fan's face froze and he smiled embarrassedly.

Holy.

How could I forget this?

The sound of Fu Zhengqing shouting for help just now spread throughout the northwest region. Not to mention a second-level Wushu like Wang Zhe, even a deaf man could sense the meaning of the word "help" through the mental fluctuations caused by Fu Zhengqing.

Yang Fan waved his hand: "Don't pay attention to these details anymore. In short, the battle of Taikang City was a complete victory. My brother, I also gained some benefits from the Wang family."

As he said that, Yang Fan flipped his hands and took out three level seven spiritual medicines from the storage space and handed them to Wang Zhe: "No, these three spiritual medicines are the good things I specially collected for you for my cousin. With them, my cousin's cultivation strength will definitely improve by leaps and bounds."

Yang Fan has never been stingy with his own people, not to mention that Wang Zhe has always taken good care of him. Now that Yang Fan has benefited, how can he forget this cousin?

Only when Wang Zhe's cultivation is greater, the backer behind Yang Fan will become taller and more solid. Why not do it?

"Level 7th level elixir?"

Wang Zhe was shocked and quickly reached out to stop him, and pushed Yang Fan's hands back.

"You are crazy. You dare to take out such expensive elixirs so blatantly. Are you not afraid of being stared at by some people?"

"Take it back quickly! Keep it for yourself to take it in the future!"

Without any hesitation, Wang Zhe refused Yang Fan's gift. Although he had a very longing in his eyes, he did not have any greed at all, and he was only thinking about Yang Fan.

Yang Fan felt warm in his heart.

This cousin, he did not admit his mistake. This character and true love seem to be extremely precious in this cold end of the world where everyone is grass and mustard meat.

"Don't worry, cousin." Yang Fan flipped his hands and took out three more of the same level seven elixir, which made him so generously: "How can I treat myself badly? These three elves are specially prepared for you, cousin!"

"If you are brothers, don't refuse. I still hope that you can break through to the kingdom as soon as possible and be my backer!"

Wang Zhe paused.

In an instant, he was shocked by the rich aura on Yang Fan's body.

There were actually six plants and seven spiritual medicines. What did this little cousin do in the Wang family? How could he achieve such a huge gain?

Knowing that the same spiritual object can only be taken three times at most, now seeing that there are as many as six on Yang Fan's hands, Wang Zhe finally stopped being polite and carefully took over the three level seven spiritual medicines and put them in his arms.

"Brothers, I won't say thank you!" Wang Zhe looked at his little cousin gratefully and said, "If you need your brother's help in the future, just speak!"

Wang Zhe's heartbeat was accelerating, so excited that he couldn't do it himself.

Yang Fan's mind moved, looked at Wang Zhe deeply, pretending to be a little embarrassed and said to Wang Zhe softly: "Cousin, Speaking of which, there is really something that my brother needs to help me now, but I don't know if my cousin is willing..."

Wang Zhe glared at Yang Fan with dissatisfaction: "Brother, why are you doing so politely? If you have any places that need your cousin to take action, just say it!"

Wang Zhe patted his chest and looked generous.

My cousin gave him three of his precious treasures without blinking. What else can he do for his cousin?

"I recently awakened a very strange talent ability, and I need to collect a master-level warrior as my disciple to officially activate it."

Yang Fan smiled bitterly: "This kind of thing may be a bit incredible. With my current shallow strength at the level of a martial artist, it seems like a joke if I want to accept a master as an apprentice."

"And I don't recognize other powerful people from Wuzong except my cousin, so I can only come to my cousin with a shameless face to help me."

"There is no need to bow three times and nine times, and you don't even have to bow and bow to tea." Fearing that Wang Zhe would refuse, Yang Fan said in a whisper: "Just bow to me and call me a master, you can touch the power of the rules. Cousin, I wonder if you can condescend and help me?"
Chapter completed!