Chapter 2400: desert

One day, Su Fan noticed that the trace of aura he had left on Wang Xu had changed, and he left the residence.
"Hello Master Su!"
The guard who guarded the gate of the first Yan Wang's mansion, saw Su Fan walking out of the mansion, and immediately greeted him.
"Ok!"
Su Fan nodded, and a flash moved out of the Palace of the Lord of Gods.
He didn't see that the guard who greeted him just now had a sly smile on his face.
After that, the guard greeted his companions, and hurried to the center of the block of the Yan Wang Temple.
It didn't take long for the guard to walk into the secret room where the nine Hades met last time.
"Several Lord Yama, then Su Fan is out of the city!"
After the guard entered the secret room, he reported to the nine Yan Wanghui in the room.
"Huh, that guy finally left!"
"Hey, I have already inquired that Master Shuling has been in retreat a few days ago, and now is a good opportunity for us to solve the first Hades Palace!"
"Haha, without that kid and Shu Ling intervening, Qin Guang shouldn't worry about it!"
The nine Hell Kings looked at each other and smiled. They have been waiting for this opportunity for a long time. Now that their strength has recovered, it is time to some oil and water from Qin Guang!
In the ghost realm, although most ghost cultivators have no desires and desires, these power-holders are all lustful generations.
Otherwise, how could the official titles such as Hades, Judge, and Black and White impermanence appear in the ghost cultivation?
The rules set by those in power can often only restrain others, but not themselves.
At the other end, Su Fan searched for his breath and found Wang Xu in a desert.
At this moment, Wang Xu's condition was very bad. His whole body was soaked with blood, and he was limp in a small dirt pit.
Doraemon! Doraemon!
At a position five meters away near Wang Xu, You Yan was shirtless, and was beating with a hammer in front of an anvil.
Next to the anvil, a two-meter-high fiery furnace was erected, and hot molten iron flowed out of it from time to time.
At this moment, You Yan seemed to have noticed, and looked towards Su Fan.
Seeing Su Fan, You Yan first looked stiff, and then smiled dryly: "Are you here to kill me?"
"No, I came to see him!"
Su Fan shook his head, looked at Wang Xu, who was covered in blood, and walked over step by step.
You Yan's complexion slowed down, and she continued to raise her hammer to clink against the metal object on the anvil.
Wang Xu raised his blood-stained face, and after taking a look at Su Fan, he immediately lowered his head, shaking his whole body.
He feared Su Fan from instinct.
This kind of fear was attached to Wang Xu when he betrayed Su Fan for the first time several years ago, and it has never disappeared.
"What? Didn't even have the courage to face me directly?"
Su Fan walked up to Wang Xu and coldly looked down at the former betrayer: "Wang Xu, it's not bad to run away these years, right?"
"Hehehe, Su Fan, you kill me, I tell you, I never regretted my choice back then!"
Wang Xu cracked his mouth open, revealing his teeth and smiled wildly: "You just value the potential of my brother and me. You want us to serve you. Essentially, you and the gangsters back then are a little bit more. There is no difference! You just pretend to be very good, far less vicious and ferocious than an air thief!"
"It's a pity, Brother Mo still listened to your nonsense and thought you were a good master like no other in the world!"
"At the beginning, I did my best for you sincerely, without any false words!" Su Fan said lightly.
"Shit! If you are really good to us, you should leave us a training resource and set us free!"
Wang Xu screamed, maybe because of the blood flow too much, his voice seemed a little dry.
"Let you be free? Haha, it sounds good, Mo'er has an excellent talent for swordsmanship. If you continue to live a life of wandering with you, wouldn't this potential be ruined?"
Su Fan sneered and said: "You are just a villain who is greedy for money, why should you imagine yourself so great?"
"Yes, I am indeed a greedy villain. I don't deny this! How powerful you are. The monks all over the country know you. You are rich and capable, but have you ever cared about the feelings of us poor people?"
"My brother and I, we haven't had enough food and clothes since we were young, and sometimes we can't even find a place to sleep!"
"And you? The famous Wushuang Sword Sovereign, on which day will he live a life that is not as good as food and clothes?"
"Ahem! In the final analysis, if it weren't for my brother and me to have a little use value, would you kindly take us in?"
Wang Xu sneered, a long string of bloodshots spilled from the corner of his mouth, and he kept venting his dissatisfaction with Su Fan. In the end, he coughed up blood.
"It used to be..."
Su Fan was silent for a while, but soon he said, "However, since Mo Er worshipped me as a teacher, I have regarded him as my most important relative!"
"Family? Haha... Su Fan, others don't know you, am I still not sure about you?"
"You cultivated my brother as an heir, is that really good for him? No, you are for yourself, for the power of your faith, you just use my brother as a tool for you to gather the power of faith!"
"Moreover, you still want to let our brothers kill each other!"
Wang Xu's lips slowly turned white, and his voice became trembling: "Unfortunately, brother, he won't hurt me, he is different from you..."
"Yes, you are right!"
Su Fan saw Wang Xu exposing his inner thoughts: "I really need Moer to help me gather the power of faith, but I also treat him sincerely!"
"You said Moer will not hurt you. I believe that, after all, he has always been a very kind child!
"What's more, even if you won't die in Mo'er's hands, I'm afraid you will live soon?"
While talking, Su Fan suddenly squeezed Wang Xu's right shoulder. The flesh and blood on Wang Xu's right shoulder was squeezed and squashed, and the blood kept flowing.
"what!"
Wang Xu howled on the spot, and the pain of torn flesh and blood caused tears to flow from his nose and eyes.
"Hey, you are too cruel like this?"
You Yan put down the hammer in his hand and said with some dissatisfaction: "I just cured him the injury on his shoulder two days ago!"
"Cruel? Are you embarrassed to say me?"
Su Fan shook Wang Xu's sparse left shoulder: "Look, there is no bone on this shoulder. Did you goug it out?"
"No way, who called him the Golden Bone Eucharist?"
You Yan pointed to the long metal on the anvil and said: "The fragments of the Nether Demon Sword have been refined by him. If I don't use his bones as the refining material, how can a new Nether Demon Sword be made?"
"So that's why you brought him by your side!"
Su Fan suddenly said, letting go of Wang Xu's shoulders: "This Wang Xu has great potential in physical cultivation. I used to be surprised that his aptitude is mediocre. Why does he have a huge improvement in physical cultivation? Unexpectedly, he has grown a good bone!"