Fantasy: Contract Twins, I Will Return Ten Thousand Times

"We have to do it anyway, so what does it matter if we are late for a while? By the way, I will bring you a new ally."

Lan Yue ignored Nine Nether's dissatisfaction and lightly hooked her left hand.

"New ally? Lan Yue, are you kidding me! Do you know how dangerous we are? How dare you tell others without my consent!"

Zhan Nine Nether's mood was initially calm, but he immediately exploded after hearing these words.

He dodged and stood directly in front of Lan Yue, his crimson eyes seemed to be bleeding.

"Zhan Nine Nether, who gave you the courage to act arrogantly in front of me?"

Lan Yue didn't want to pay attention to the battle with Nine Nether, but just watched him kick his nose and face, and Lan Yue felt a little more angry.

The ice-colored Spiritual Qi dispersed instantly.

Lan Yue was like a hedgehog with exploding hair, and the black ice with its roots covered with cold air pressed directly against Zhan Nine Nether's fragile neck.

Lan Yue's expression was dangerous, with a faint smile on her lips.

"Haha, I don't mean anything else, it's just a joke with Blue Moon Fairy... What are you doing?"

Xuan Bing reflected the battle. Nine Nether's skin became whiter. He laughed dryly and took two steps towards retreat.

He felt that Lan Yue had gone crazy.

But madmen are better off, right?

Zhan Nine Nether put away his dissatisfaction and could only look behind Lan Yue.

He has decided that if the person brought by the mad woman is disobedient, he will kill that person in The next moment.

If you are obedient...

That could be put to good use.

"Haha, I'm kidding you too."

Lan Yue curled her lips and smiled, put away the Xuan Bing on her body, and raised her fingers behind her.

The next second, a man shrouded in black mist walked over from outside the valley.

"Tsk tsk, long time no see, Master Baixiao Sect."

Zhan Nine Nether looked over and was slightly startled when he saw the man, and then said with interest.

I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it.

Lan Yue, a crazy woman, actually had the ability to find the leader of Baixiao Clan who was being hunted by the entire world.

But it seems that Baixiaomen has been having a hard time recently.

Even if the leader of Baixiao Clan tried his best to cover it up, his breath was unstable and the smell of blood all over his body told Zhan Nine Nether a lot of information.

"I didn't expect you to recognize me like this."

Hearing Zhan Nine Nether's words, he paused slightly and then said helplessly.

Yes, who would have thought that in just over ten years, he would change from the head of the Baixiao Sect, who was looked up to by thousands of people, to a street rat.

He glanced at Nine Nether, the master of the Netherworld Valley, who was dressed in red attire and full of expensive decorations. I just feel extremely sad.

"Since the leader of Baixiao Sect has appeared, it means that Lan Yue has told you our plan. It's getting late now, so we should take action, right?"

"This dirty world should have been thoroughly cleaned long ago."

Zhan Nine Nether had no time to reminisce with the master of Baixiao Sect. He looked at the moon that had been completely swallowed up, his tone full of disgust.

"good."

The leader of the Baixiao Sect glanced at the indistinguishable boy in front of him and nodded slowly.

What he originally wanted was to rule the world, but who could have thought...

Forget it, since those stupid losers couldn't even satisfy him with such a simple request and wanted to destroy him.

Everything he had worked so hard for so many years was ruined...

Don't they want him dead?

good!

Then he will bring the whole world to be buried with him!

The face of the Baixiao Sect Master, covered by the black mist, was full of madness.

The three of them looked at each other in tacit understanding and disappeared into the valley in an instant.

It was already extremely dark outside, and it would be an exaggeration to say that I could not see even my fingers.

Under the cover of the dark night, the figures of the three people seemed to be constantly shuttling back and forth in the Netherworld Valley, but they seemed to have never appeared before.

…

"Phew, yesterday was the most solid sleep I had recently."

Zhang Fan, who had not practiced in the early morning and had slept peacefully all night, looked at the sunrise in front of him and slouched lazily, speaking in a very pleasant tone.

There was no way, since he came to Jianhai, his spirit had been tense and never relaxed for a moment.

Now it seems that everything has been solved, and he can finally sleep peacefully. After sleeping until dawn last night, he felt that his body was much more relaxed.

"Yes, you didn't get up until the sun was almost shining on your butt."

Murong Bing curled her lips and said softly.

Murong Xue, who had just woken up, rubbed her eyes in a daze and threw herself into the arms of the two of them.

The two people who had originally planned to quarrel with each other smiled helplessly when they saw this scene.

This girl is really awesome.

The peach tree outside the window is in bloom, and the petals are flying. The three people inside the window are leaning on each other, smiling, and they look extremely harmonious and warm.

If not, Zhang Fan's hands gradually become more and more unrestrained, and the handsome men and beauties would be really a good sight.

"It's not good! It's not good! Mr. Zhang Fan! It's not good!"

At this moment, a handyman disciple from Netherworld Valley suddenly rushed into the courtyard, breaking the ambiguous atmosphere with an extremely flustered expression.

"Ahem, what's wrong? Tell me carefully, what's wrong with me?"

Zhang Fan looked at the disciple who suddenly barged in. In order to prevent him from seeing what he shouldn't have seen, he pushed him out and closed the door instantly.

After the two women had tidied up, they slowly opened the door and coughed twice in embarrassment and asked.

Tell me why the people in Netherworld Valley are so incomprehensible to their customs.

He didn't see the tenderness and affection between the three of them. If there was nothing important, he would definitely play tricks on this disciple.

"Master Zhang Fan, I didn't mean it...please go out and take a look. Many sects' seed players died tragically in the house. The Valley Master sent me to inform you."

The moment the disciple was blocked, he knew that he had ruined Zhang Fan's good deeds.

He also didn't expect that the rumors turned out to be true...

But now he has no time to care about these Eight Trigrams. Instead, he kneels outside the door and looks at Zhang Fan solemnly.

"What did you say? Are you sure you're not kidding?"

Zhang Fan's face instantly became serious when he heard his disciple's words.

Did the seeded player from the sect die tragically in the room, or were there many of them?

When Zhang Fan saw this scene, his scalp felt numb.

Wasn't Baixiao Clan's conspiracy cracked yesterday by the Netherworld Valley Master?

Why does something like this still happen? Who is behind this?

Or is it that the disciple in front of me is lying about the military situation and deliberately exaggerating?

The sentiment of nostalgia in Zhang Fan's heart disappeared instantly, and he appeared in front of his disciple in a flash.

"What an injustice. The matter is serious. How dare I lie about the military situation and deliberately exaggerate. Mr. Zhang Fan, you will know after you go out and take a look..."

When the disciple saw the face magnified more than ten times in front of him, he was instantly frightened so much that his heart beat faster and his tone of voice was trembling.

He also felt aggrieved secretly in his heart. With Zhang Fan's identity, how could he dare to deceive him?

It's not like he thinks he's lived too long.