Urban Madness

"I'm going! This... how did this happen?"

Ye Fan was confused by the sudden action of Xianjun Wanyao, isn't he already his own family? Why are you still doing it yourself?

"What's going on? It's over now, let's count my precious medicinal herbs."

"Uh……"

Ye Fan opened his mouth to refute, but he was able to speak and argue on weekdays, but today he was a little speechless.

Those precious medicinal herbs were indeed destroyed by himself, and there was no way to explain them.

"You damned stinky brat, you have destroyed the precious medicinal herbs carefully cultivated by this seat, and you will die to atone for your sins!"

"This seat will deprive you of ownership today, and kill you on the spot. If you have any last words, hurry up and say, don't blame the deity for not giving you a chance."

Wanyao Xianjun spoke coldly, and his tone was not mixed with the slightest emotional fluctuation, which was creepy to hear.

When Ye Fan heard these plain words, they were the whispers of the **** of death! My back was soaked with cold sweat!

"Is there nothing to say? That's right, what can you say now?"

"Then die! Don't blame me for being ruthless, everything is brought about by you!"

Immortal Wanyao's eyes turned cold, and he was ready to start immediately, Ye Fan hurriedly begged for mercy!

"Don't, don't, don't be impulsive, don't be impulsive, impulsive is the devil!"

"You think that you have survived for so many thousands of years. You are my senior's senior. How can you attack a junior?"

"That's right, that's it. If you are a peerless boss like you, if you take action against a junior like me, it will be disgraceful if you win, and it will ruin your reputation as a hero for so many years."

"It's not worth it, it's really not worth it, you must believe me!"

Ye Fan's mouth was almost torn, and he kept saying begging for mercy.

If there are other opponents, he may still resist a little, but the Immortal Wanyao in front of him is not an existence that he can fight against at all.

I am now in the hands of others like a little chicken, and the other party can take his head with just one thought.

Now that I can't even move the Dao of Life and Death and Dao of Wuxiang, I can imagine how exaggerated it is!

Wanyao Xianjun sneered.

"Do you want to use this simple trick to get this seat to let you go? You still see this seat too clearly."

"Damaging the reputation of this seat? I'm sorry, the reputation of this seat can't be damaged if it is damaged, and this seat doesn't care about that!"

As soon as he heard this, Ye Fan's heart sank to the bottom in an instant, and it seemed that he could not escape the catastrophe today.

In this case, there is nothing left to reserve, and it's time to play the hilarious trait!

Ye Fan's face was blue, and he roared while pulling his neck.

"Why are you such a small belly? You have lived for so many years, and you are already a peerless boss. Can you be more open-minded?"

"If your mind is wider, your strength will definitely be able to go up a few steps!"

"As the saying goes, the breadth of mind determines the strength of a person. Don't you understand such a simple truth?"

"Isn't it just some herbs? As for making so much fire? As for taking action against your own family? You really can do it!"

Ye Fan sent out a series of soul tortures, and those who didn't know it thought it was indeed the Wanyao Xianjun who did something wrong.

Wanyao Xianjun was slightly stunned, but he didn't expect that this guy could say such words.

As for Rumeng on the side, he didn't say a word from beginning to end, just smiled and watched Ye Fan play.

As if all this was normal enough, nothing to be surprised about.

"What did you say? Feelings are still the fault of this seat? Don't you think it's ridiculous that you say these words?"

"What are some small herbs? Do you know how many years it will take for those herbs to grow?"

"Those herbs are all based on the most precious things. You are too embarrassed to say such a thing now. You are really hard at the moment of death!"

Listening to Ye Fan's hi, the Immortal Lord Wanyao was even more angry, and could not wait to take Ye Fan's life immediately!

He has never been a careful person, but Ye Fan really touched his own inverse scales today!

Not to mention in the current era of the end of the law, even in the era of spiritual energy, those herbs are treasures that countless bigwigs can't reach.

More importantly, the spiritual energy of the cosmos starry sky is now thin, and these herbs are already his last herbs, and they can be called peerless treasures!

Such an important treasure seems worthless in Ye Fan's mouth, how can I endure it!

"It doesn't matter, I don't want to listen to you, this guy, prepare to die!"

Wanyao Xianjun slowly clenched his big hand, Ye Fan's complexion was even more pale, and there was no blood.

Just as Rumeng in the back wanted to stop it, Ye Fan spoke again.

"Isn't it just these herbs withered? What's the big deal? I... Can I help you heal these?"

"What did you say? Say it again."

Wanyao Xianjun was laughed at, for so many years, he had never heard such a funny joke.

"You first...you let go first, or else...or what should I say?"

"Humph!"

Wanyao Xianjun snorted coldly and put away the big hand of fate. He wanted to see what other monsters Ye Fan had.

This is the place he wants, and he only needs a thought to destroy the boy in front of him.

"Cough! Cough! Cough!"

Ye Fan slumped to the ground, coughing blood.

Although Xianjun Wanyao has withdrawn his offensive, his own qi and blood have declined to the extreme. The mysterious power of Xianjun Wanyao has flowed through his seven meridians and eight meridians.

What is even more terrifying is that his own spiritual energy and the power of the avenue cannot reverse all this!

"Wow!"

Then a brilliance power blessed Ye Fan's body, eliminating the exhausting power of Xianjun Wanyao in Ye Fan's body.

Wanyao Xianjun's eyes changed slightly, and he looked at Rumeng behind him in confusion.

Dreamy smiled.

"Let this little guy finish his speech first, don't you want to hear what he has to say?"

"If you don't let you say anything and do it directly, it will appear that you are too impersonal."

Wanyao Xianjun carefully savored the meaning of the words in the dream, and nodded absentmindedly.

If I guessed correctly, it should be a little difficult to move this guy, Ye Fan, today.

"Okay, okay, for the sake of Sister Rumeng today, I'll let you finish the sentence and see if you can say something."

"Humph."

Ye Fan pouted in dissatisfaction.

It sounds better than what I sing every day. If I really look at the face like a dream, then I should not care about myself.

It seems that I have overestimated the friendship between the two before, and some have overestimated the Immortal Wanyao in front of me. It is indeed prudent.