Just came down the mountain, and was hired by the beautiful president to get a fake marriage

"boom!"

Accompanied by a loud noise.

The huge tombstone shattered in response.

After the tombstone shattered, Lin Fan suddenly discovered that there was a big hole under the original tombstone.

"Why does this big hole look like a robber's hole? Could it be that someone has climbed here first?"

Lin Fan was hesitating in his heart.

Suddenly, an old and thick voice sounded.

"Who disturbed my Qingxiu?"

This voice carried the breath of time, once it sounded, it echoed in the valley, mixed with the sound of the strong wind, making people tremble uncontrollably, as if they were facing a peerless powerhouse!
The moment he heard the voice, Shao Yuanang almost didn't kneel down directly.

He looked at Lin Fan in horror, complaining endlessly in his heart.

"Ouch, I fell in love with Brother Fan."

"You said that what you did was not good, why did you smash people's tombstones?"

"Isn't this purely offending people?"

"It's all right now, there are still people in this old tomb that I don't know how long ago."

"This is obviously an old monster who has lived for an unknown number of years. It's over!"

Shao Yuanang's fear was not unreasonable. Although the owner of the voice did not appear, the voice alone gave off an extremely powerful coercion.

This feeling was something he never had in his father or even his grandfather.

Lin Fan was also taken aback, and he didn't expect that there were people here.

But when he thought about it carefully, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he pretended not to hear it.

He squatted down and carefully observed the hole that appeared on the ground.

The hole extends down to an unknown depth, it is so dark that nothing can be seen, and it is filled with a strong sense of death, making people feel very uncomfortable just by looking at it.

The sound came from this hole.

It seemed that Lin Fan was not only not afraid, but even more curious.

The voice sounded again, this time with more anger in it.

"Ignorant child, if you don't leave quickly, can you find death?"

"The old man thinks that it is not easy for you to practice, so I spare your life and leave quickly."

Accompanied by this angry voice, the gale in the valley became even more violent.That breath-taking coercion became even more tyrannical.

Shao Yuanang's heart directly rose to his throat.

But he didn't see that the smile on Lin Fan's face became even weirder.

Lin Fan took a step forward and directly entered the entrance of the cave.

"Brother Fan!"

Shao Yuanang, who was standing outside the valley passage, was taken aback, subconsciously let out a loud roar, and raised his footsteps to walk in.

Lin Fan's voice sounded: "Don't worry about me, you just stay there and guard."
Are you so confident?

Shao Yuanang really didn't know whether to say that Lin Fan was a man of high art and boldness, or that he didn't know the heights of heaven and earth.

However, out of his trust in Lin Fan, he still took his steps back.

And as Lin Fan entered the tomb, that old voice sounded again, this time there was an unconcealable anxiety in his voice.

"I told you to stop, didn't you hear?"

At this moment, Lin Fan was already in the tomb, his eyes allowed him to see the surrounding situation clearly in the dark.

Hearing that old voice, Lin Fan didn't have any fear.

His eyes were like lightning, scanning the tomb.

The tomb wasn't too big, except for a sarcophagus, there was nothing else, it was very empty.

He closed his eyes and used the derivation technique. Three seconds later, a strange smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"You are the one!"

Lin Fan gave a low snort, and strode towards the sarcophagus.

As his footsteps got closer and closer, a figure suddenly appeared on the sarcophagus.

This figure is about seven or eighty years old, with white hair and beard, and wearing a black Taoist robe.

This person has an extraordinary appearance, he looks like a well-educated expert, full of coercion, just standing there, it gives people an urge to kneel down and worship.

"Young students! You are looking for death!"

"As long as you take one step forward, the old man will let you die without a place to bury you!"

The old man's eyebrows were erected, his eyes were like lightning, even though he was old, the murderous look in his eyes was breathtaking!
"It's such a time, are you still pretending?"

Lin Fan was not afraid of the old man's threats at all.

He sneered, his figure was like lightning, and he rushed directly to the old man!
"court death!"

The old man was furious, his eyes burst out with a strong murderous aura, and with a wave of his pitch-black Taoist robe, the death aura around him seemed to have life, and directly condensed into a violent wind, blasting towards Lin Fan!

"A mere qi refining cultivator dares to act presumptuously in front of me!"

"Ok?"

Hearing the old man's words, Lin Fan's eyes suddenly burst into light!
"You actually know monks?"

"I'm getting more and more interested in you!"

After the words fell, Lin Fan didn't retreat in the slightest, he waved his big hand, and a spiritual energy collided with the dead wind!

"boom!"

Two seemingly terrifying forces collided in the air, but they fully reflected the six characters of thunder, heavy rain, little rain.

There was only a soft sound, and then the wind that looked like a madman dissipated naturally, turning into death energy again.

"Sure enough!"

The sneer at the corner of Lin Fan's mouth became more intense.

"The fox is pretending to be the tiger, and the prestige is overwhelming, your morality is still a little shallow."

"What should I call you? Weasel or Huang Daxian, if you are sensible, come out by yourself!"

As soon as the words fell, the old man's expression changed drastically, and the originally calm, fairy-tale master's demeanor was instantly defeated.

at the same time.

A pitch-black shadow suddenly shot out from behind the sarcophagus, rushing towards a corner beside it.

How could Lin Fan let him get his wish?
"Want to run?"

"Just leave it to me."

Lin Fan opened his mouth lightly, and his figure flashed, like a gust of wind and thunder, appearing where the dark shadow must pass.

He lifted the sole of his foot slightly like playing football, and kicked the dark shadow back with one kick!

"Ow!"

A miserable cry suddenly exploded in the tomb.

The figure of the immortal old man has completely dissipated.

In its place was a weasel that had just happened to be kicked on top of the sarcophagus.

This weasel was about the size of a domestic cat, and was kicked by Lin Fan until it collapsed on the sarcophagus. It twisted and wanted to get up, but it was impossible for it to get up.

"You! How did you find me?"

The weasel looked at Lin Fan in horror, and even spit out words!

"Is it difficult to find you??"

Lin Fan smiled leisurely, and walked over step by step: "The writing on this stone tablet is all written in words we can't understand, which means that even if there are people in this tomb, it is impossible to speak Mandarin of our modern people?"

"What's more, your accent has a bit of Northeast taste in it. Your acting skills are too bad, and you need to hone them!"

"what??"

The weasel was completely dumbfounded when he heard this.

"accent?"

"Impossible! My Mandarin is beyond the standard!"