Perhaps feeling a hint of pity in Yang Fan's eyes, the ugly boy suddenly took action, his body was like wind and thunder, and directly attacked Yang Fan. A few rays of lightning appeared on one hand, making a slight "crackling" sound, which trembled like thunder in everyone's eyes.

The moment Yang Fan took the other side before the other party took action, he felt an inexplicable sense of crisis. When Hu Fei really took action, this sense of crisis was like the shadow of death, carrying great pressure, shrouded in front of him.

However, Hu Fei had to go to Yang Fan's side, and Chu Qiuran and others had to go through a considerable distance during this period.

"Stop!" Chu Yuyan shouted sweetly, stretched out her jade hand, and an umbrella appeared in front of her, which opened up, forming an arc-shaped light curtain wall to protect herself and Yang Fan.

"Hu Fei, do you want to disobey?!"

Chu Qiuran showed a sharp light on his face, and his figure flashed, blocking Hu Fei's attack halfway.

Bang!

The two fists and palms intersected, and the green light flashed on Chu Qiuran's palm, and they collided with the lightning of lightning raging on Hu Fei's fist, making a thunderous explosion, which only made people's eardrums shaking and their qi and blood rolling.

Twist!

The two of them took three steps back at the same time. Chu Qiuran's face turned vicious and his lips were trembling. Hu Fei was stunned, and there was still a trace of thunder and lightning left on his fists.

The ground broke and burned, dust flew around, and the air was filled with a strange smell.

"Chu...Chu Qiuran...you...why should you stop me?" Hu Fei was so angry that he grinned at Chu Qiuran, as if he was puzzled.

"Yang Yaoshi, my distinguished guest from the 'Yuwu Villa', will go to the trial with us. How can you attack him for no reason!"

Chu Qiuran angrily scolded, his fingers trembled, and pointed at him fiercely.

"He...he is the drug he invited...pharmacist? You...do you think...I am a white...idiot..."

Hu Fei shook his head and glared at Yang Fan fiercely.

"Whether you believe it or not, you must remember one thing. He is a distinguished guest of "Rainfo Villa". Not only can he not be hurt, but when you go to Guizi Mountain later, you must do your best to protect his safety."

Chu Qiuran sneered.

"Hmph, I want to... I want... protect him... that's not... impossible!"

Hu Fei sat on the ground, then closed his eyes and rested without saying a word.

Yang Fan stood on the other side and couldn't help but feel ashamed that there was such a freak in Yuwu Villa, and I don't know if it was a blessing or a disaster.

"The pharmacist was frightened. Hu Fei is like this..." Chu Qiuran said a little apologetically.

Yang Fan smiled slightly: "I was not hurt, Mr. Duomengchu took care of him."

Chu Qiuran put away the umbrella in his hand, lowered his voice and said to Yang Fan: "Hu Fei is a man with a unique talent and seems to have some special senses. Once anyone has hostility towards him or has other insulting thoughts, he can feel it... Some time ago, several children from the villa were crippled by him..."

"It's indeed a freak..."

Yang Fan's eyes moved to another place, and his heart shuddered. If he had been with this boy alone, he would be in danger.

He immediately made up his mind that in the next trial of Ghost Corpse Mountain, he must keep a certain distance from this boy, and it is best to stand near Chu Yuyan and Chu Qiuran.

At this moment, two more sedan chairs were carried into the courtyard, and a servant from the Qi Refining Stage shouted: "Zheng Yaoshi and Lin Yaoshi are here!"

The sedan chair was settled, and an old man and a beautiful girl walked out of the sedan chair in front.

Yang Fan immediately recognized the old man, wasn’t Zheng Yaoshi or who?

Zheng Yaoshi was still the same as before, carrying a medicine basket with a gentle look on his face. The girl beside him was very pretty, with bright eyes and white teeth, her eyes flashing like stars, and she stood tall and graceful. She was wearing a light red knee-length skirt, revealing half of her white legs as white as snow, and was curiously looking at the people present.

I think this girl should be the granddaughter mentioned by Zheng Yaoshi.

In the sedan chair behind, a thin and pale old man appeared. Yang Fan thought to himself that he should be Master Zheng.

Pharmacist Lin mentioned to himself many times.

Seeing these two pharmacists come down, Chu Qiuran smiled and greeted him with a polite look on his face. His words were very respectful. Obviously, he should pay much attention to Yang Fan, a young pharmacist who didn't know much about him.

Chu Yuyan stood beside Yang Fan. Seeing this scene, a hint of anger appeared in her bright eyes. After all, Yang Fan was insisted on requesting her strongly recommended to Zheng Yaoshi.

"Haha, Yaoshi Yang, you are here too. Let me introduce you to Yaoshi Lin from Yuwu Villa."

Pharmacist Zheng came over and explained to Yang Fan.

"Medical Master Lin, I have heard of Daming for a long time. Please give me some advice on this trial trip to the Ghost Corpse Mountain."

Yang Fan bowed his fists and said humbly. Although he was naturally not inferior to these old guys in medical skills, the other party's prestige and qualifications were far superior to his own, and basic humility was still essential.

"Yang Yaoshi is too modest. From the methods of eradicating the poison of Wuliu Town and solving the 'Ecstasy', you can see that you have unique features in medical skills." Yaoshi Lin said indifferently. When he spoke, his face was expressionless and very dull.

His evaluation is pertinent.

However, Yang Fan still felt a little disapproval in the words of Yaoshi Lin. After all, he did not witness it with his own eyes. In addition, Yang Fan is so young, because qualifications and experience are important in medical skills, so it is normal for him, Chu Qiuran and others to despise Yang Fan a little.

"Xiaoman, this is the Yaoshi Yang I mentioned to you. Come and greet him."

Zheng Yaoshi asked the girl behind him to come over again.

"Little girl Zheng Xiaoman, I have met Yang Yaoshi."

The girl stepped forward to salute, her movements were elegant and natural, and she lowered her head and said whisperingly, secretly glanced at Yang Fan, with a hint of confusion and doubt in her eyes.

Zheng Yaoshi smiled and said to Yang Fan: "She is my granddaughter Xiaoman. I hope Yaoshi Yang can cultivate her more in the future."

Yang Fan raised his hand and asked Zheng Xiaoman to get up, looked at her, and nodded slightly: "Since Yang has promised, he will naturally not let down Zheng Yaoshi's entrusted."

Such a scene made Chu Yuyan and others look surprised: Judging from Zheng Yaoshi’s meaning, it seems that his precious granddaughter wants to be Yang Fan’s disciple.

Chu Qiuran's eyes flashed and frozen on Yang Fan's face, giving him a little more attention for the first time.

From Zheng Yaoshi's attitude, he finally confirmed that the young pharmacist in front of him probably had some impressive means.

Hu Fei, a strange and ugly boy sitting on the ground, closed his eyes and rested, narrowed a slit in his eyes at a certain moment, and there was also a hint of surprise.

"Okay, the twenty-four three generations of children and four pharmacists of Yangjiabao have arrived. Next, we will set out to the "Ghost Corpse Mountain". Now, those who are timid and afraid of death have come forward. This young master can approve you to withdraw immediately, so as not to drag everyone back."

Chu Qiuran looked at the three generations of children present, and said indifferently, and there was already a superior temperament in his words and deeds.

The field was silent for a long time, but no one chose to quit.

"Okay, since there are no one who withdraws, when you arrive at the 'Ghost Corpse Mountain', if you encounter any danger, you dare to escape at the battle... you will be killed without mercy!"

Kill without mercy!

In Chu Qiuran's last three words, there was a thunderous murderous intent, which made everyone feel shocked.

There were no cumbersome rituals and speeches, and even no see the second generation of children of Yuwu Villa. The rookies among the three generations set out decisively.

Yang Fan was a little surprised. The Yuwu Villa was very efficient in its work.

The group of people were all immortal cultivators, with long qi veins. They first rode horses and then walked, crossed mountains and ridges, from morning to night, without stopping.

Finally, the night became darker and as the stars spread all over the sky, a continuous and gloomy mountain group appeared in front of them.

"That's the Ghost Corpse Mountain..."

Yang Fan's heart moved. For some reason, the closer he got, the more he was, the more he was about to move the power of the Nine Nether Demonic Technique deep in his body.

In the dark, there was a vague summoning coming to him, not knowing where it came from.
Chapter completed!