Legend of Meow Immortal

"Meet you again, how are you two?" Xu Fan walked step by step with a smile on his face.

"Ah! I'm sorry, I've been too busy these days, and I forgot that you two can't talk now." Walking to the front of the stone chair, Xu Fan looked down at the two old people and said calmly.

He clapped his hands lightly.

The invisible bondage was instantly opened.

"You little thief! Die badly! Let us go!"

"Revenge for kindness! You are simply a devil! You don't know how to raise a white-eyed wolf!"

Xu Fan didn't seem to hear the old man's scolding at all, he walked to the side stone bed and sat down, the cold breath permeated Xu Fan's body instantly.

"Little thief! Your aptitude is like mud. If you want to step into the fairy gate, it is pure wishful thinking! Why don't you let me be second class! I will send you a fortune in this world!"

"Little thief, let me go quickly! Even if you want to live a long life, it's easy! Don't miss the chance and lose your life!"

The two old men scolded for a long time, repeating those few words over and over again, or they felt that scolding would not work anymore, so they directly lured them.

Xu Fan turned his head and looked at the two old men coldly, "Don't you two still want to talk? Today is the last chance. If I say it, I will give you a happy ending. If you don't say it...hehe."

Completely ignoring the old man's cursing and temptation, his tone was indifferent.

The two old men were suffocated, their mouths moved up and down, but they didn't say a word.

Feeling the icy cold penetrating into his body, Xu Fan's heart became colder and colder.

"Even though I, Xu Fan, am not a good person, I can't / regard human life as worthless like you and others."

"In order to refine a batch of hundred-turn blood coagulation pills, you really took great pains."

"What you eat are hundreds of children/boys and girls."

Xu Fan exhaled lightly, a white mist spewed out from his mouth, and the cold breath in his body became more and more serious.

"Hmph! Those boys/boys and girls are nothing more than mortals, it's their honor to be swallowed by us into blood pills!" The old woman on the right screamed, gnashing her teeth.

"It should be so! How can those mortals be as honorable as our practitioners!" The old man next to him echoed.

"Cultivators should go against the sky. Only oneself is true, and everything else is nothing but falsehood!"

"How can you, a mortal who can't step into practice, understand this great truth!"

With contempt in her eyes, the old woman turned cold again, and said expressionlessly.

Xu Fan looked at the two old men indifferently, listening to these words.

In fact, he still has some words left unsaid.

His life and death have nothing to do with him!

If you want to blame, you can blame, among the captured boys/boys and girls, there are descendants of this body/body, if you want to blame, if you want to blame, among those who were killed because of resistance, there are wives and family members of this body/body!

The karma is over, and there is no end to death!

What's more, this karma is still the opportunity to step into the threshold of practice.

He is just a mortal with a strange spell.

If you want to escape from the ordinary, you must have opportunities.

In this way, if this opportunity comes into his hands, don't blame him for being cruel.

Besides, facing such two old monsters, Xu Fan's moves were extremely smooth.

The wicked have their own grind.

This villain Xu Fan should be willing.

Unfortunately……

Don't wait for me!

Thinking of this, Xu Fan became more and more cold.

He groped around on the stone bed/and produced a small gray cloth package.

When Xu Fan took out the package, the expressions of the two old men over there immediately changed.

It became extremely pale, and even a little trembling.

"You can't do this! How can you do this!!!"

"Damn! You are a devil! You are not human at all!!"

"Don't come here!"

"Go to hell! Go to hell! Damn mortals! Don't come near me!!"

Xu Fan turned a deaf ear, holding the small dusty cloth bag in his right hand, approaching the two old people step by step.

When there was still an arm's length away, Xu Fan stopped suddenly.

He looked down at the two old men in front of him blankly.

The two old men couldn't swear, their teeth began to clash up and down, the corners of their mouths began to twitch/twitch, and the corners of their eyes occasionally jumped down, their dull eyes were even a little dull.

It was silent fear.

It was as if what Xu Fan was holding in his right hand was not a small gray cloth bag, but the most feared monster in the world.

"So." Xu Fan suddenly cracked a smile, the smile in the eyes of the two old men was so terrifying, "Which one of you will start with!?"

It's like flipping a switch.

The two old men looked at each other and screamed uncontrollably.

"You bastard! You will be punished! You poor little thief!"

"If you dare to do this, even if I'm a ghost, I won't let you go! You daring mortal! Do you know what you're doing!"

The two old men showed their ugliness.

His face was ferocious, his face was ashen, his veins were exposed, and his mouth was splattered with tears.

How can there be just aloof.

Xu Fan's eyes are full of indifference, mortal?This is mortal!

He snorted coldly, held up the small gray bag, and opened it bit by bit.

When the package was opened, the two old men screamed again.

It was like seeing something horrible.

In fact, all that's in the package is a brush and a flat bottle.

The bottle was also opened, revealing the slightly yellowed paste inside.It can be clearly seen that some of the paste in the bottle has been used.

In fact, this ointment is very common.

Almost everyone who practices martial arts will use this ointment.

The only function of the ointment is to make the skin after wiping it extra sensitive, and even faintly grasp the surge of qi and blood under the skin.

This is a must-have ointment for exercising qi and blood in this world.

Blood ointment.

In the words of the two elders in front of Xu Fan, these are just mortal things, mortal things used by mortals who have no immortal roots and have to set foot in martial arts.

But now, the eyes of these two old people looking at this mortal thing...is...

fear! ?

However, after a few breaths, there was a shrill cry from the dark secret room!

intermittently...

The old man had almost lost the strength to cry out again.

The endless pain hit his nerves over and over again, and he almost collapsed!

Xu Fan actually didn't do anything, he just applied the blood-activating ointment on the old man's arm, and brushed it gently with a brush.

It was only because of Xu Fan's ability that the blood-activating ointment was completely vaporized, and nothing left penetrated into the old man's skin.

A little sensitivity turned into boundless fear.

Even if it's just brushing lightly with a brush, in terms of senses, it's like being brushed with layers of flesh and blood.

If I had to describe it, it was like skin being peeled off a little bit.

Stripped alive only once.

But this kind of pain happens again and again, long and painful, with no end in sight.

Cold sweat oozes out, and blue veins burst out.

Saliva dripped from the corners of his mouth, and mucus covered his face.

At this time, the old man is not as high-spirited as before, he is almost paralyzed and demented.

Xu Fan brushed his hairbrush with an indifferent expression on his face, as if he hadn't heard the heart-piercing, creepy scream just now, as if the old man's pain had nothing to do with him at all.

After brushing for a long time, the surface of the skin turned red little by little.

But blood seeped from the place where the brush was brushed.

Xu Fan paused, then continued to swipe.

It wasn't because he saw blood that he hesitated a little, but an idea popped up in his mind involuntarily.

Psychological hint? !

Xu Fan suppressed this strange thought, he didn't know why he had such a thought that he didn't understand.

But subconsciously, I feel that I should understand.

Xu Fan was not confused by this, he believed that one day he would understand.

But definitely not now.

"Haven't figured it out yet? Don't you want to say it?" Xu Fan said softly while brushing his brush.

The old man's mind was already in a trance. If there is hell in this world, then he is in hell right now.

"You mortal... devil! Stop...hand! How can you... treat... him like this!?" The old woman beside her, seeing her man's miserable state, couldn't restrain herself fear, shouted tremblingly.

It's just that the words spoken are a little intermittent, and even a little out of tune.

Casting a glance at the old woman beside him, Xu Fan said casually, "Those boys/boys and girls who were eaten by you have no chance to cry out in pain."

"Those are just mortals! Mortals!! Just mortals!!! Is there something wrong with your head? Don't you understand what a mortal is!!" As if stimulated by some kind of stimulation, the old woman became a little excited, fearing in her heart. Her superiority was swept away, she screamed.

Xu Fan shrugged slightly, "In my opinion, you two elders are no different from ordinary people - without strength, you are even worse." He said lightly.

Hearing this, the old woman's face was livid, like a deflated ball, and she sat powerlessly on the stone chair, as if her previous sentence had consumed all her courage and energy.

Their son died.

Died at the hands of this mortal in front of him.

Slander, use, and coaxing are really good methods!

Being able to fool everyone around, this ability has to be chilling.

Now, they are also controlled and imprisoned by the mortal in front of them. What reason do they have to mock the mortal?

They are not as good as...

The old woman raised her head slightly, her dull eyes looked at the stone roof above.

At this time, she suddenly recalled the picture of a whale playing with the tide...

She regretted it more and more.

After all, this mortal is that person's descendant, but it's a pity that they were blinded by interests at that time.

When everything was over, he found that he was the one who was being calculated.

"I said... you... stop..." The old woman lowered her head, and after saying this, she seemed to have exhausted her whole body's strength, and the expression on her face was like crying and smiling, which made people feel a little bit nervous when they saw her. sad.

Xu Fan put away the brush, and looked at the old woman next to him with a little surprise.

"Is what you said true?" Xu Fan frowned slightly and asked.

He was still stubbornly resisting, why did he let go all of a sudden?

"I figured it out..." the old woman said weakly.

After all, it is a word of death, it is better to die quickly, why bother to struggle so much.

The old woman stretched out her hand to grab/hold the hand of the old man beside her, but she couldn't reach out even an inch away from the limitation of the stone chair.

"In that case, then tell me, where is the inheritance?" Xu Fan ignored the old man's movements and asked directly.

"Inheritance?" The old woman smiled miserably, "It really isn't yours, after all it's not yours. What we do is after all just forcing."

"Did you see the painting above?"

Xu Fan nodded slightly, the painting was originally his ancestor in flesh/body, presumably these two snatched it from him.

If I was not a descendant in that painting, I might not be able to carry out the plan so easily.

He will naturally pay more attention.

It's a pity that he experimented many times, but he couldn't get in.

The only thing that is certain is that the painting is not extraordinary.

At least mortal paintings are still afraid of water and fire and can be torn.

If inheritance is related to painting, Xu Fan would not be surprised at all.

"After drawing the whale's tail, count up to three blue bricks." After the old woman said this, she remained silent.

When Xu Fan heard this, he was ecstatic in his heart, but his expression remained calm.

He took the package and squeezed the white jade ring on his middle finger.

After a humming sound, Xu Fan disappeared from this space.

All that was left was the desperate and heavy breathing of the two old men.