Urban Madness

The arrogant alchemist closed his mouth immediately, and he clearly felt that Ye Fan in front of him was far from what he could deal with.

But he still replied for the sake of face.

"you give me…"

Before he could finish speaking, there was an explosion in Dan Pavilion.

A faint blue flame erupted from the Dan Pavilion.

Ye Fan gathered his spiritual power to form a solid barrier in front of everyone, blocking the faint blue flame.

Those who wanted to say something were so scared by the explosion, standing trembling in place, like quail frightened.

In the center of the explosion, Di Jiang protected the pale candle nine Yin.

"You are crazy! Don't die!"

Di Jiang hugged Zhu Jiu Yin and shouted at him.

Zhu Jiuyin pushed Dijiang away with a pale face, completely ignoring the raging flames around him, and directly reached into the hot medicine furnace with his hand, and took out an elixir.

"Here you are, I succeeded."

Zhu Jiuyin stuffed this pill into Dijiang's arms, and then fainted.

"damn it!"

Dijiang touched the hot pill, and wanted to throw it away, but this fake death pill was successfully refined by the candle nine Yin at a huge price, and it was also irresponsible for sending the girl away. How could he be willing to lack the role.

Di Jiang hugged Zhu Jiuyin horizontally, then spread the spiritual barrier around him, and then rushed out.

The flames around this were unique to Zhulong, and even Di Jiang had to fear him by three points.

But now he didn't care about the pill pavilion that was burning with raging flames, and rushed out holding Zhu Jiuyin all the way, and threw a piece of jade pendant at Ye Fan who was standing outside.

"Ye Fan, go to the ninth floor to find Sun Simiao, let him come to me immediately."

Ye Fan nodded, leaving behind the group of alchemists who were scared like quail, and walked away in a stride.

With the jade pendant given by Dijiang, Ye Fan reached the ninth floor unobstructed.

Originally, he was still thinking about how to find this Sun Simiao, who he had never seen before.

But when he arrived on the ninth floor, he was relieved, because there was only one room on the entire ninth floor.

"Is Master Sun Simiao here?"

The situation was urgent, Ye Fan couldn't be etiquette anymore, and as soon as he reached the ninth floor, he shouted loudly.

Hearing Ye Fan's shout, a young man with white hair walked out from the ninth floor.

"Who are you? What can I do?"

Ye Fan respectfully bowed to him and took out the jade pendant given by Dijiang.

"My name is Ye Fan, Lord Dijiang. I asked me to come to you. The situation is urgent, so I won't say more. Please come with me."

After Ye Fan finished speaking, Sun Simiao asked, frowning.

"What's wrong? I need to prepare something."

"My lord, please move faster. I'll explain it to you on the way."

Sun Simiao returned to his room, took out a medicine box and threw it to Ye Fan.

"Take it, it's all things to save people."

Sun Simiao glanced at Ye Fan lightly, a little surprised.

From the outside, Ye Fan’s age will not be more than 30, and in Guangming Pavilion, a monk under 30 years old, no matter who it is, it will be a bit difficult to help him carry a box, but Ye Fan does it lightly. In the hand, you know that the inside of this box is much larger than it looks.

"That's a nice boy, he picked up my suitcase so easily."

Ye Fan thought that Sun Simiao was joking, so he frowned.