The Pinnacle of Martial Arts Cultivation

After all, the plain and water days have an end. Just three months after Jiang Ran ascended the throne, when the world was initially set, all dangers were stifled in the bud, Jiang Yunzhan, after all, could not stand it.

Early this morning, Chen Fan was eating with his family, and even tweeted sitting on the table, eating the spirit stone.

The housekeeper Meng Lao suddenly reported that Wang Ping, the **** next to Jiang Ran, begged to see him.

Chen Fan's chopsticks paused in mid-air, and his expression was pale, then he looked at Xiao Qi, and after a long while pondering, he said: "Xiao Qi...follow me into the palace!"

As soon as he said this, Xiao Qi seemed to have noticed something too, and tears filled his big eyes for an instant.

At this time, at this point in time, why Jiang Ran sent someone to come is self-evident.

The deadline for Jiang Yun to fight has come!

"Chen Fan...Father, he..."

Xiao Qi's eyes seemed to have a look of expectation, as if he wanted to hear a different answer from Chen Fan's mouth, but how could Chen Fan deceive her?

"Let's go to the palace."

Nodded at the other women, Chen Fan took the desperate Xiao Qi out of the mansion, and met the **** Wang Ping.

He is also Jiang Ran's confidant.

Chen Fan patted Xiao Qi's shoulder comfortingly, and looked at Wang Ping with a subtle expression in his eyes, only to see that the other party shook his head solemnly with a bitter expression on his face.

Seeing this expression, Chen Fan already knew that Jiang Yunzhan was hopeless.

Make sure that Xiao Qi gets in the carriage, and the carriage has moved under Wang Ping's drive.

Xiao Qi in the car nestled in Chen Fan's arms, extremely weak, like a flower destroyed by the wind.

"Chen Fan, why do you say people die?"

Xiao Qi suddenly said quietly.

Chen Fan wanted to give the other party an answer, but he didn't know how to answer it.

He could only hug Xiaoqi tightly, his chin against her head, smelling the fragrance from the tip of his nose, and solemnly said in his heart: "I can't stop the matter of life and death, but in the rest of my life, I will never Will make you die!"

"Even if the heavens want to take your lives, it won't work, Chen Fan, I am not allowed, unwilling, unwilling!"

At this moment, Chen Fan thought a lot, he suddenly thought of the people around him when Jiang Yunzhan was approaching.

Now Chen Fan's cultivation base is already a martial spirit, and the only person with the highest cultivation base around him is Zhuge Yun, the martial master Seventh Heaven.

The most obvious result of the separation of realms is the difference in lifespan.

With Chen Fan's aptitude and speed of practice, the future life expectancy may not be counted, but what about his women?

At this moment, Chen Fan has taken this matter deeply into his heart, lamenting that once there is a chance, he must solve this problem by himself.

There are tens of millions of monks in the world, and after so many years of development, there must be many inheritances of the medicine used in Shouyuan. Chen Fan believes that as long as he wants to find it, everything is not difficult to get.

And the sooner this kind of thing, the better, it really won't help to wait until Jiang Yunzhan is in this state before looking for a pill to increase lifespan.

Because the body and mind are decayed, there is no ability to absorb the refining medicine to increase lifespan.

This is why Jiang Yunzhan must die today.

In this way, with incomparable emotions in their hearts, Chen Fan and Xiao Qi finally entered the palace. Along the way, all the eunuchs and palace ladies hurriedly walked towards Ganquan Palace.

Through the curtains, Chen Fan also saw Ganquan Palace where he had met Jiang Yunzhan alone several times, and now many people were gathered and kneeling outside.