The Strongest Dan God Chapter 370: He is in my hands!
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Han Chuang licked his lips, turned his head, looked at Tong Anhu, and questioned.
"Aren't you going to find Brother Xiaole? Why, haven't you found it yet?"
Tong Anhu smiled bitterly and shook his head: "Chuang Brother, we have used all the methods, and the spirit paper has also burned out, that is, without any response from him, it seems to have evaporated from the world."
"Don't bluff, the morale on our side is extinguished in vain." Han Chuang glared at him fiercely.
But he was a little puzzled in his own heart. Even if Shen Xiaole did n’t come back from the Liu Zhenren operator immediately, he would have to give a message anyway.
With Shen Xiaole's style of acting, it makes no sense not to do so.
What happened to him?
At this time.
Ye Zifeng cleared his throat and smiled slightly.
Compared with the excitement just now, he now has become much calmer and has returned to his original look.
"How is it, Han Chuang, I want to face Shen Xiaole face-to-face, but you ca n’t even find the other person ’s figure, what convincing is there? You do n’t always see ... to say him Is it diarrhea? "
Han Chuang smiled embarrassingly; "Diarrhea is not impossible."
"Yes?"
Han Chuang's face was blue and white for a while.
"Okay, do n’t worry, I just made a joke, you continue to wait. Even if he really does n’t come, I will definitely give you an explanation."
Ye Zifeng was a little stunned and could not help laughing out loud, his eyes suddenly became fierce: "You are just a caretaker of a medicine pavilion, can you give me a decent explanation?"
"Since your things are likely to fall in our pharmacy, it's a big deal. I'm going to find the master here and find a way for you to get some compensation." Han Chuang gritted his teeth and couldn't help it. The other party, in his heart, let out cruel words, but he still focused on the word "may".
You know, after all, things fall in the Wuji Medicine Pavilion. Ye Zifeng really wants to hold Shen Xiaole accountable. If he tries his best to retaliate, he can also let Han Chuang and others touch his nose.
So, if you can use some magic weapon to calm down and calm down the anger in Ye Zifeng's chest, Han Chuang is also willing to do so.
"Compensation?" Ye Zifeng chuckled: "Then I have to ask, how much compensation is worth for a true disciple?"
Han Chuang glared at him angrily: "What a true disciple, you just have the places to participate in the battle of the true biography, and you haven't even punished the eight characters ..."
Just halfway through his words, he suddenly looked stunned. The whole figure was poured into a pot of cold water from head to toe, and his body was numb.
"You ... are you talking about me?"
Ye Zifeng laughed lightly and looked at him coldly, without answering.
A person who has n’t even seen Ye Zifeng beforehand knows his story.
This is obviously suspicious.
"Okay, Ye Zifeng, you have to say, you are really a bit of a mind, a little doorway."
"Overwhelming."
Ye Zifeng chuckled lightly, and he pondered for a while: "But then again, the compensation you have put forward has made me interested."
"What do you mean?"
Han Chuang froze a little, swallowed a spit, and continued.
"I made the ugly words clear to you. In view of this situation, I can only find ways to apply for you. Whether it succeeds or how much it becomes, then you have to see the meaning above."
Ye Zifeng smiled slightly: "Yes, I would n’t have a lion ’s mouth. You just tell him. I want a whole set of purple electric equipment, what kind of weapon armor skills, all included!"
"A whole set of purple electric equipment? Are you not a lion?" Han Chuang stared at Ye Zifeng with a stunned expression. The whole person was as if struck by a giant clock.
In the treasure trove of Wuji Medicine Pavilion, the most precious is a complete set of equipment, and some hashed equipment, even powerful, often only has a separate effect.
"Give it or not, it ’s not your business, it ’s the business of the person above you. You just give it up. And I bet he will agree."
"This ... okay."
Han Chuang looked at Ye Zifeng a little bit indifferently, and some didn't understand the other party's confidence, exactly where it came from.
However, the doubts turned into doubts, he still suppressed his temper, touched his head, and walked out.
"Wait."
Ye Zifeng laughed calmly, and then a piece of paper just written was handed to him, and he continued.
"You take this note and do n’t open it until you see your master, do you know?"
"Um ... good."
Han Chuang nodded his head in comprehension, took the paper, and crossed his mind.
"Then Ye Zifeng, you are waiting here, I will go up and ask for instructions first."
After a while, he took Tong Anhu and accompanied him from the second floor of Wuji Medicine Pavilion to a higher place.
Throughout the whole process, Liu Bingqian watched all this with amazement, and she stopped talking several times. However, when her eyes were in contact with Ye Zifeng, she seemed to have been electrocuted and quickly shrank back.
She originally wanted to help Ye Zifeng say a few more words, but looking at the Ye Zifeng's rhetoric, it seemed as if she was the same or not.
If she hurries to export, she might even break Ye Zifeng's calculations.
That's why she made that decision in her heart, and her beliefs became more and more firm.
"Bingqian ..."
Ye Zifeng saw Han Chuang leave and looked back to Liu Bingqian.
"What ... what happened?"
The Liu Bingqian, who is still dazed and spontaneous, was suddenly called by Ye Zifeng, and his heart was like being struck by lightning.
"Forget about things between us."
Ye Zifeng looked back at the full magic weapon and said indifferently.
"Have you ... what suit do you like?"
"What?" Liu Bingqian raised her eyebrows and opened her mouth slightly, following the action of selecting weapons, and stopped directly.
......
On the stairs of Wuji Medicine Pavilion.
Han Chuang and Tong Anhu stopped in the middle of the seat, smiled at each other, and Han Chuang spoke first.
"Hehe ... he Ye Zifeng is also really young and simple. He asked us to open this note after seeing the principal. Does he think of us as such a honest person?"
"Alas ... It ’s cheap to go and leave. Are we still rare? You know, the magic weapon of our Wuji Medicine Pavilion, placed in a rural place like Leizhou City, is enough for him to use for a lifetime."
Tong Anhu passed a sly smile in his eyes, and continued: "In addition, I guess, whether Brother Xiaole has divided too many benefits from Liu Zhenren, and is still counting, so I have no time to take care of us. "
"It's possible, but I don't know. After this time, have we got the qualifications of inner disciples? Xiaole Brother should talk to the jointer, please mention this requirement."
Tong Anhu smiled, and then looked at the note in Han Chuang's hand: "Okay, don't say anything else. Brother Chuang, what are you waiting for? Take the note apart now. Look. Look at this guy who didn't open his eyes, what did he write. "
"Okay!"
Han Chuang did n’t sell anything, he smiled and opened the note.
However, seeing the words on the note, the smile on his face only lasted for a moment, and then suddenly changed, stiffened on the spot, like a piece of black ice.
Tong Anhu patted him on the shoulder and walked forward with a smile: "Chuang Brother, you are really, you always like to joke."
He immediately glanced at the note in Han Chuang's hand, but this time, even he himself froze on the spot.
I saw a line of strong words on the note.
"Shen Xiaole, in my hands."
The two looked at each other, and they could see the surprise in their eyes, almost beyond words.
"This ... is it fake?" Tong Anhu almost blurted out.
Han Chuang shook his head with a solemn look, and pointed to a line of small characters under the note.
"Look, there is another sentence here: Three sheets of spirit paper are all on my side."
The first sentence indicates the current situation, and the second sentence explains the authenticity of the situation.
Because, the three sheets of spirit paper are what Liu Zhenren handed over to Shen Xiaole for communication.
"I understand, it seems that the Ye Zifeng and his note are not intended to be shown to our principals, but they knew that we would peek at the beginning, so they specifically asked us."
Tong Anhu took a sigh of relief: "No wonder Brother Xiaole hasn't come back now, is it possible that it was calculated by Ye Zifeng?"
"However, our plan for this time was decided to steal his beast refining token temporarily. It is impossible for someone to whistle. How could Ye Zifeng be prepared early? Wait, unless he ... doesn't need to prepare at all.
"What do you mean?" Tong Anhu still didn't get it.
Han Chuang's eyes gleamed, and he looked back towards the lower edge of the stairs, which was the direction of the two floors of the medicine pavilion.
"Maybe he, as early as the beginning, put a set on the beast refining token. No matter who made the shot, when, and where, as long as the beast refining token was taken against him, It is equal to his suit. "
He pursed his lips, frowning like a knot.
"So, from the beginning, when we watched him beast tokens, in fact, we have lost half ..."
Tong Anhu was shocked, and said anxiously: "Then ... Brother Chuang, what do you do now? I got so scourge, I'm afraid, even if he doesn't get the qualification to fight for true transmission Will easily let Xiaole brother and us. "
Han Chuang's mouth twitched: "One way, or give up Brother Xiaole ..."
Tong Anhu frowned: "Then how to do it, Brother Xiao Le has been with us for so many years. If I give up his words, Tong Anhu will not be a human being."
"I know, there is another way, or just give him a ... purple electric suit as he said?"