Urban Madness

When the group of little monks was so scared that they were crying and crying, Ye Fan was already sitting in Dijiang's office comfortably.

And beside him, there was a huge bucket with a black and white dumpling floating in the bucket.

"Wash yourself well! I asked you to kill someone, but didn't let you make yourself so dirty, with a **** smell!"

Ye Fan looked at the iron-eater with disgust.

As soon as the iron-eater heard this, he immediately rubbed it with his two small paws.

After soaking for an hour, Ye Fan graciously fished him out of the bucket.

The iron-eater felt too comfortable at the moment it was fished out, and at this hour, it was almost soaked.

After Di Jiang took one person and one bear back to the office, he hurriedly left. Now that the news of the war has just been announced, he still has many things to make arrangements.

Ye Fan stayed bored in Dijiang's office, so there was the scene of the iron beast taking a bath.

After the Iron Beast had dried itself, Dijiang just opened the door and entered.

"How is it?"

As soon as Di Jiang entered the door, he couldn't wait to look at Ye Fan.

"I'm doing errands, don't you worry about it?"

Ye Fan squeezed the iron-eater into his sleeve, saving him from obstructing Dijiang's eyes.

"The scene is more tragic, but I still stay alive, just wait for them to come back and report to you."

Di Jiang exhaled, finally there was a smile on his face.

"Very well, then our next step will be Mr. Qingqiu."

The iron-eater stayed in Ye Fan's sleeve, listening to the conversation between the two.

In fact, he was particularly curious, why did Dijiang, as the head of the Guangming Pavilion, send him to kill the high-level members of the Guangming Sect?

He wanted to break his head, but he couldn't think of a reason.

But he dared not ask.

Di Jiang didn't like him at first, if he asked casually and touched some secrets, it wouldn't be cool.

In order to save his life, the iron-eater chooses to close his mouth, don't ask if you shouldn't ask, don't care if you shouldn't.

"Okay, when will we leave?"

Ye Fan nodded.

He just obeyed Di Jiang's arrangement now.

Di Jiang thought for a moment.

"In two days, wait until the news of Bi Yi's death comes back and you will do it again."

"In the Guangming Pavilion, how are your arrangements?"

Ye Fan asked.

What he did was simple, as long as he killed people. The real problem lies in Dijiang.

Di Jiang rubbed his brows, his brows distended.

"It's okay, there is a sentence, with the cooperation of Shebi Zi and the others, everything is going well."

Ye Fan patted Dijiang on the shoulder.

"If I can help, just tell me, don't make yourself too tired, I believe Jiuyin doesn't want to see you like this."

The bronze mirror on the side reflected Di Jiang's tired face.

Zhu Jiuyin's spirit seemed to have some induction, suddenly appeared beside Dijiang, the blue flame gently rubbed Dijiang's hand.

Di Jiang chuckled twice, and stretched out his hand to touch the head of the scarlet dragon in the cold fire.

The temperature of the cold fire was very high, but Dijiang stretched out his hand to touch it without being scalded. This was the gentleness that Zhu Jiuyin gave to Dijiang.

"I will take care of myself, I have to wait for you to come back to me, don't worry."

Di Jiang whispered to the scarlet dragon.

The faint blue flame dissipated in the air after turning around Dijiang twice.

Ye Fan, who was standing on the side, looked sour. He suddenly missed Nan Yu...