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C130

"Ding!" Killing Class 6 Magical Beasts.

Experience gained: 10,000

Strength + 3

Constitution + 3

"Soul force + 3"

"Ding!" Congratulations on killing a Class 6 Magical Beast.

Reward:

Experience: 10,000

Strength + 1

Constitution + 1

"Soul force + 1"

"Congratulations to the Host for achieving success: Strength as an Emperor (This achievement requires the killing of an expert of the Dou Huang Realm to be accomplished)

Experience gained: 10000

Strength + 2

Constitution + 2

Soul force + 2

Obtaining Skills: Absolute Defense (Able to defend against all battle skills below the Heaven Ranked level of a Dou Huang. In the future, it can be strengthened according to one's physique. It can be followed by a Heaven Ranked Dou Technique!)

"Ding! Host's body is damaged, soul is damaged, start automatic recovery!"

One month later!

Yang Fan woke up from his deep slumber with a blinding light in front of his eyes. He was completely dumbfounded by his surroundings.

Looking at his whole body, which was wrapped in bandages, Yang Fan looked around, but there was nothing he was familiar with.

The surroundings were dazzling in gold and jade. The decorations on the walls were actually all of the best quality jade.

Furthermore, the bed underneath him was actually a bed made of Sky Worm Silk. He looked at the three wooden pillars in the room.

"Am I dead?"

Yang Fan's lips were dry and cracked, and his neck was incomparably sore. As long as he moved his body, he would feel a heart-wrenching pain.

"Dong!"

The sound of an iron weapon dropping to the ground came from the door. The other party looked at Yang Fan with disbelief in his eyes, and then quickly rushed over.

"You ? "You ?!"

He covered his mouth, too excited to speak.

"Your Highness, didn't I just sleep? Is there a need to be so agitated?"

Long Xueyin threw herself at Yang Fan's chest, her hand slightly raised. She originally wanted to give him a palm, but she suddenly stopped.1

"Do you know how long you slept? They all say that you will become a cripple ? "

Yang Fan stretched out his hand with difficulty and caressed Long Xuejian's back. He could clearly feel her body continuously twitching.

"I've already been a trash for two lifetimes, how can I become a cripple again?"

"Royal sister, is young master Yang better?"

A young man dressed in a yellow robe walked in from the door once more. He looked extremely imposing.

However, when he saw the scene in the room, the young man's eyes widened and he froze on the spot.

"I didn't see anything, I didn't see anything!"

The young man covered his eyes and quickly left the room.

Long Xuejian stood up from Yang Fan's body. Her face was full of tears that caused others to feel pity for her.

After wiping away Long Xuejian's tears, Yang Fan powerlessly fell asleep.

"Yang Fan, Yang Fan!"

Long Xuejian continuously shouted, but no matter what, she couldn't get any response from him.

Long Xueyin nervously leaned close to Yang Fan, her lily-white hands probed his breath, and her head slightly leaned towards him.

Yang Fan suddenly pulled her into his embrace, and Long Xueyi pressed down on his body.

Their eyes met, and Long Xuejian maintained her silence while looking at Yang Fan, "You ?"

[WU ~ WU ~ ~]

With the two lips touching, Yang Fan continuously swallowed the nectar, and his body began to show some sort of normal reaction.

"Father, you ? You can't go in there! "

"I'm just going in to see my daughter's benefactor."

The door was pushed open once again, and a dignified man in the middle was followed by a bunch of people.

"Let me see my daughter's benefactor. He really is a young hero."

"This ?"

Even the Emperor was stupefied. The middle-aged man licked his lips as he looked at the storm on the bed with a dumbstruck expression.

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