1458: C1458 No One Came to Pick Him up

C1458 No One Came to Pick Him up

At this moment, Ye Fan unleashed a tremendous force. The veins on his body were bulging, and it seemed like his meridians were going to rupture at any moment. The pain of living was worse than death, causing him to constantly roar in anger.

Both of their attacks were just too powerful. The surrounding space was filled with a tremendous amount of energy.

Meng Xincheng stood on the side in a daze.

He wanted to help, but he couldn't even get into the center of the two.

"This... Boss is also fierce!"

"Bang!"

Without waiting for him to think too much.

The two attacks collided.

At first, it was a short period of silence. Then, like a comet crashing into the earth, it exploded.

A huge amount of energy swept out, turning everything it passed into ashes.

Even the void trembled endlessly, as if it was about to be torn apart.

Meng Xincheng was sent flying by the powerful energy, he couldn't even stop himself.

"Boss..."

He called out.

However, he received no reply.

The sky was filled with the light of power shattering, as dazzling as fireworks.

The area was very wide, the Ghost King and Ye Fan's figures were all hidden within, unable to be seen through.

At this time.

One. A small purple cauldron appeared on the ground.

Ye Fan sat cross-legged in the cauldron, eating countless healing pill.

After recovering some of his ability to move.

He wiped the sweat off his forehead.

"No, this move is too powerful. Even with my abilities, I still can't control it!"

"Aiyo, it hurts so much!"

"Zhong Kui, f * ck you, why the f * ck are you still not coming!"

Ye Fan was a little worried about Meng Xincheng, so he ran out from the Primordial Chaos Purple Gold Cauldron.

The light in the sky had already dispersed.

The Ghost King was still standing there, looking for him with its cold eyes.

When he found Ye Fan, a trace of surprise flashed across his eyes.

"You're not dead yet! Hehe, young man, you're not bad."

"That move just now was very strong. If your strength was a little higher, I'm afraid I wouldn't be a match for you."

"Might as well, you haven't grown up yet! Since that's the case, then I won't keep you in this world anymore!"

Ye Fan originally thought that even if the Ghost King didn't die, he would still be seriously injured.

After all, the Yang Yuan Palm was extremely powerful and had a very strong suppressive effect on Yin Spirits.

But he had miscalculated.

The other party was simply fine.

Ye Fan wanted to bring Meng Xincheng with him and hide in the cauldron.

Suddenly, his phone rang.

Zhong Kui: I can feel a soaring ghostly aura. Could it be that the Ghost King has come out?

Always Drilling Wind: That's right, hurry up and come back, we can't hold on any longer.

Zhong Kui: I'm afraid I still need a few more minutes. All of you must hold on! And you can't let him escape, otherwise it'll be hard to catch him.

Ye Fan glanced at him.

The Ghost King appeared, and the black hole on the ground was slowly closing.

He estimated that in about ten breaths' time, there wouldn't be any more ghosts crawling out.

But in a battle between powerhouses, a dozen breaths was as long as three seasons.

Always Drilling Wind: What am I going to hold on for? If I hold on any longer, I'll be burping.

Zhong Kui: I'll teach you a move. Didn't you condense the golden light of virtue? If I use the golden light of virtue to attack him, I'll definitely be able to kill him.

How smart was Ye Fan?

He immediately reacted when he heard this.

Zhong Kui had just returned from Li Hua's place.

And Wakabayashi Rika personally promised Ye Fan that Zhong Kui would no longer take his merit.

He guessed that it should be done.

It was a good time for Ye Fan to gain Zhong Kui's favor if he wanted to establish his character.

Always Drilling Wind: No way, my current merit is thirty thousand. If I use merit, then I won't be able to complete the transaction with you!

Zhong Kui felt a little helpless, and even more distressed.

However, he had to listen to his sister's instructions. Forget it, you and my sister are good friends, and we will be friends in the future! These thirty thousand merit points were exempt.

How could that be?

Who knows if you're trying to trick me?

I haven't even gotten my hands on the Reincarnation Saint Asiatic Apple yet.

Always Drilling Wind: No, I can't go back on my word!

Zhong Kui did not expect Ye Fan to be so principled.

In order to fulfill his promise, he could even put his life at the back of his mind.

Unknowingly, he had overestimated Ye Fan.

Then, Zhong Kui said, This way, I won't be able to fight the Ghost King for the time being. Can you use the golden light of virtue on my behalf to crush him to death? Consider this our deal.

After saying that.

A red packet was sent over.

Ye Fan curiously opened it.

"'Ding... congratulations on snatching Magistrate Zhong Kui's red packet. ' - Reincarnation Saint Asiatic Apple x1.'"

Zhong Kui: Deal completed!

Always Drilling Wind: (Countless fist salute emojis) I won't say much, just watch me hammer the Ghost King.

Ye Fan was excited.

Lin Xiaoxiao could finally be saved.

Now, as long as he could get rid of this scourge in front of him, he would be able to wake Lin Xiaoxiao up.

But it must be said that pear blossoms really have good taste.

Even a dignified Magistrate has to submit in front of her!

"Boss, let us hurry and leave! The next attack of the Ghost King is coming." Meng Xincheng said worriedly.

"It's fine! This time, I will personally hammer him to death!"

Ye Fan circulated his remaining spirit essence and slowly rose from the ground.

A dazzling golden light covered his entire body.

This golden light was even brighter than his Nine Revolutions Golden Art's protective golden light, and it was mixed with endless justice.

"This is? Merit golden light? You're only a Nascent Soul Stage cultivator, how could you possibly condense virtue? "

The Ghost King was slightly panicked.

To him, this thing was an existence that was heaven defying.

As long as there were enough of them, not to mention a Nascent Soul cultivator, even a Qi Cultivating Stage cultivator would be able to kill them.

Ye Fan smiled slightly. "Because I was sent by the heavens to hammer you!"

"Bang!"

Ye Fan condensed the golden light of virtue around his hands, imitating the action of 'Wukong facing the wave king' and muttered to himself.

"Ha, no, ha, no!"

"Go to hell! Pikachu!"

The golden light of virtue was like the Turtle Sect's qigong as it was blasted out by Ye Fan. A golden pillar of light appeared in the void and quickly drilled into the body of the Ghost King.

The two energies not only canceled each other out, but also canceled each other out.

The merit of Ye Fan's soul was also constantly decreasing.

-500.

-1000.

'-2,000. '

...

Ye Fan felt a little heartache. This was too much of a waste.

But the Ghost King was an enemy that must be killed.

No matter how much he wasted, it was still worth it.

Finally.

After consuming another 10,000 merit points, the Ghost King disappeared and turned into a wisp of dust.

As for Ye Fan, he also collapsed to the ground, exhausted. There was not a single trace of spirit essence in his body.

But the only thing that made him happy was that killing the Ghost King actually rewarded him with 20,000 merit points.

In the end, not only did he not lose anything, he even made a profit.

This deal was too worth it.

Looking at the fifty thousand merit points, Ye Fan felt that his body no longer hurt.

"Boss, are you alright?"

Ye Fan waved his hand. "I just used up too much. I'm fine!"

At this moment, Zhong Kui arrived late.

He sensed some of the aura around him and nodded silently.

"Mm, you did well! The mission completion rate is very high."

"Are there any rewards?" Ye Fan forced a smile.

Zhong Kui glared at him. "I already gave you the Reincarnation Saint Begonia, and you still want a reward?"

"But Meng Xincheng's performance was not bad. I will send you to hell and let you help people reincarnate, so that you can condense the golden light of virtue as soon as possible."

Meng Xincheng smiled happily. "Thank you, Magistrate."

"You are welcome! Alright, it's almost time. Let's hurry back to the Underworld."

"But Boss is injured, I want to send him home."

"Send my a * s! He's just a cultivator, and he needs you to take care of him. Hurry up and come with me."

Ye Fan smiled. "Xincheng, you go first! I'll be fine. "

"Really?"

"Yeah. Besides, I just need to make a phone call. Countless people can come and pick me up," Wang Yao said.

Meng Xincheng thought about it and agreed.

After all, Ye Fan still had a lot of energy.

"Alright, then I won't have to worry about it! We'll contact each other on WeChat when the time comes."

"You must cultivate properly. Don't drag Boss down, understand?"

"Don't worry!"

Meng Xincheng and Zhong Kui walked not far away. Together with their spirit energy, they instantly burrowed into the ground and disappeared without a trace.

Ye Fan, on the other hand, was lying on the ground, breathing heavily.

Now that he was injured, his foundation had already been damaged.

If he couldn't find an effective healing medicine, he was afraid that he wouldn't make much progress within a year.

To Ye Fan, this was like a bolt out of the blue.

The night of a hundred ghosts had ended.

The darkness in the sky quietly faded away.

Ye Fan looked at the starry sky. He rarely experienced a moment of silence and calm.

It was better to go home.

He sat up with difficulty and took out his phone.

But something awkward happened!

There was no signal on his phone!

Ye Fan:... ""

Hehe.

Who should I contact now?

Hm?

Who can pick me up?

Heavens, you don't have to play with people like this, right?

But it was obviously not possible to let Ye Fan drive back by himself.

His meridians were very fragile right now. If he still couldn't rest properly, he might suffer even more serious injuries.

What should he do?

Just like that.

Ye Fan was lost in thought along with the moonlight.

Suddenly.

He had an idea.1

He had come up with a good idea!

Help! Help! Could anyone hear him? Help!"

He shouted for ten minutes.

Ye Fan's throat was about to go hoarse from shouting, but there was no response.

There was really no one around.

"Forget it, let's find them."

Ye Fan's body was injured, but the strength of his soul was still strong.

He used his soul force to contact Wang Guifen, who had been planted with his soul seed.

"Where are you?"

Who?

Wang Guifen was stunned at first, but she immediately realized Ye Fan's existence.

"Boss, I'm sleeping!"

"Come and pick me up."

"Where are you going?"

"「 The east outskirts of Jiang City. 」"

" But I'm overseas! "

The old man said, "Take a plane and come back immediately."

Wang Guifen smiled bitterly as she looked at the girl in his arms, unwilling to part.

In the past, he was a fugitive killer. It was not easy for him to enjoy life, but he still wanted to stay in a warm and soft place for a while.

"Boss, can I ask Thousand Faces to pick you up? He is in Jiang City."

Ye Fan slapped his head and almost forgot about him.

"Contact him quickly. Tell him to arrive within an hour. Otherwise, I'll kill the both of you!"

"I asked you to buy demon cores. You went overseas to pick up girls. You really have it!"

Wang Guifen was so scared by the cold voice that her scalp went numb. She quickly explained, "Boss, I'm here to talk about customers! A foreigner said that he had a high-level demon core and asked me to come and take a look personally. That's why I..."

"Stop wasting time. Hurry up and contact Thousand Faces..."

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