With the medicine pill given by the old demon, Zhihe's poison was naturally solved, which made Ning Fan put down a big stone in his heart.
the next day.
Ning Fan was lined with white clothes and a black cloak, with a warm smile on his face. After coming to Qimei City, he walked out of the Sifan Palace for the first time.
Behind him, two steps away, followed Zhihe, who was tiptoeing. His bun had been changed to a girl's bun, and he was wearing a thick fox fur. His little hands were red from freezing in the snow.
"This place is really cold, brother Fan, aren't you cold, wearing such a simple dress? Would you like Zhihe to help you warm your hands?" Zhihe asked with concern, rubbing her red hands.
"Silly girl..." Ning Fan laughed, his figure paused, and he half embraced Zhihe in his arms.
He is a cultivator, so naturally he is not afraid of the cold, but Zhihe is not a cultivator, so he is somewhat afraid of the cold.
Today, Ning Fan left the Sifan Palace in order to give the old demon an antidote, and by the way, he took Zhihe out for a walk. The two had to cultivate and cultivate their relationship.
In the future, most of them will have to cultivate with Zhihe. If there is no emotion, Ning Fan can't do it.
The young man is handsome, the girl is shy, what a good atmosphere, but it was destroyed by the third party, the old demon.
The old demon walked in front of the two and led the way, and the demon cultivator looked at Ning Fan all the way, as if he was looking at the god of plague, hurriedly dodging.
"Haha, the two of you continue to make out, as long as I don't exist. It's good to be young. I think back then, I and your wife... hehe... hehe..."
The old demon didn't know what happened in the past, and the old face smiled so wretched and wretched.
Is this still the murderous and ruthless old demon in black? Ning Fan was deeply suspicious.
The old devil is very happy today, his gloomy face in the past has now turned into a chrysanthemum, and he doesn't know why he is happy.
The demon cultivators passing by saw the old demon laughing, and they all avoided it, terrified. In their impression, the old devil is a dead face all year round. If one day he smiles, someone must be unlucky.
"Cough, cough, that young man is the new apprentice of the city lord? Could it be that he angered the city lord? You see the city lord laughing like this, how angry you must be!" Everyone sympathized with Ning Fan.
"My current status is that of the young master of Qimei. Are these people my subordinates..." Ning Fan looked at the monks he met along the way, thinking about something.
Qimei City is divided into two cities, north and south. The south city is a square city that sells all kinds of medicine pills, magic weapons, and spiritual equipment. The north city is the old demon's treasury and medicine garden.
The medicine garden is called Meizhuang. It uses flames as bricks and is built into four dimensions. The four seasons in the middle are like spring, and the elixir is lush. The zenith is a formation light curtain, people can't enter, the wind and snow can't enter, but the sun can shine. Outside the Meizhuang, there is a black armored army stationed, there are about 400 people, all of them have seven blood plum blossoms embroidered on their shoulders.
The commander of the Black Armored Army was a tough guy with a height of 20 feet. He was a spiritual man. He entered the city to meet the old demon that day. Ning Fan had met this person before.
When the iron man saw the old demon coming, he suddenly bowed, and the four hundred black armored guards bowed down in unison.
"Leader of Meiwei, Yuchi, see the city master! See... the young master..." All four hundred Meiwei were reluctant to bow down to Ning Fan.
"Excuse the courtesy, I'm going to get out of here... Eh, wait, I'm in a good mood today, you don't have to get out. Come here, stand neatly, stand up straight! Give Laozi's apprentice a look!"
The old demon laughed, and this smile fell into the eyes of Si Bai Meiwei, all of whom felt cold in the vest, secretly wondering if he had done something wrong and angered the old demon.
The four hundred black armored guards did not dare to disobey the old demon's order, so they hurriedly assembled and stood in a circular array. Hearts are all uneasy.
The mayor is laughing! The city lord was actually laughing, and laughing so wickedly!
The city lord is trying to kill! Could it be that we, Meiwei, are not good at guarding Meizhuang? !
The circle formation listed by Zhu Meiwei is called 'Two-Yi Chaomei Formation'.
This scene was exposed in the eyes of the old demon, and it immediately turned into a complacent look, an expression he hadn't shown in 40 years.
"Boy Ning, look, this is one of Lao Tzu's three guards, Mei Wei! A leader of the fusion spirit, four hundred and five layers of veins! Drag it out, destroy a mortal country easily, and kick a righteous path at the end. Zong Chuo has more than enough. Although it is not as good as Lao Tzu's men back then, but it is not weak in the lower realm and Yueguo. Ning boy, give me two comments, how is Lao Tzu's Meiwei!"
The old devil's chrysanthemum face was showing off a bit. For some reason, he especially wanted to hear Ning Fan's praise. The cold-faced killing god is just his appearance, and his true temperament is really uncomplimentable.
Yuchi and the four hundred Meiwei were all astonished when they heard the old demon's praise. You know, they have followed the old demon for 40 years, but they have never received any praise, and today is the first time!
As a result, the body of the four hundred black armored guards no longer trembled, and their hearts were no longer afraid, all of them stood upright. In their opinion, the old devil is definitely going to show his hand to the newly recruited disciple. The old devil wants face, and as their subordinates, they have to help the old devil earn face!
As for how Ning Fan evaluated them, they didn't care at all.
mighty? powerful? Or hot? vicious? It should be a compliment anyway. They didn't think that Ning Fan, who was on the first floor of the mediocre vein, dared to say a few ugly words in front of the four hundred masters and the old demon.
"..." Ning Fan was a little helpless. He was here to get medicine, not for a military parade. What was the old devil doing here
"Fairy Wood"
Suddenly, I understood the painstaking efforts of the old demon. Does this old devil want to show himself to many subordinates? Showing off your identity as the Seventh Plum Young Master
If that's the case, then you can't just give a comment to the black armored guards casually, but you can't let these rebellious black armored guards look down on themselves.
"Master asked me to evaluate you, I'll just say a few words..." Ning Fan's tone was flat, but his eyes were very serious, and he swept over each of the black armored guards.
His cultivation level is obviously only one level of pulse protection, but for some reason, when his eyes swept over, the four hundred black armored guards felt nervous, as if they were being scrutinized by an old monster!
This young master doesn't seem to be as simple as the rumors say...
"The four hundred battle guards here are all elites, proficient in battle formations, and even commanded by the spirit of fusion. If they are properly commanded, they can even make the old monster Jindan fall into a hard fight..."
Ning Fan's evaluation was very pertinent and very pleasing, but the second half of the evaluation made everyone unacceptable.
"However, there seems to be less hatred in this group of guards..."
As soon as these words were uttered, the faces of the four hundred masters were ashen, and a junior in their hearts dared to speak nonsense, saying that they were not ruthless enough!
When they followed the old demon slaughtering sect to destroy the sect, Ning Fan didn't know which sour jujube tree they were picking sour jujubes from! It's such a big tone, a pulse-breaking level, how dare to look down on their four hundred battle guards!
The old demon nodded slightly, and seemed to agree with Ning Fan's point of view.
Today, he took Ning Fan out, and the medicine was second, mainly because he wanted to show Ning Fan's face. No matter what, Ning Fan is now also the young master of Qimei, so he can't help but be convinced!
"I think what Ning said is very reasonable, you are really not ruthless..." As soon as the old demon spoke, all the black armored guards were stunned.
They dared to question Ning Fan's words, but they dared not ignore Old Demon's words.
"If you are ruthless enough to be humiliated, you should draw your swords and face each other!" The old demon continued.
Wait, when did I humiliate them? Ning Fan was speechless, but the black armored guards brightened their eyes, revealing their fierceness.
"If you don't agree with each other, draw your swords to face each other, this is the devil! Come on, if you are dissatisfied, repair this stinky boy! But we can't go together, we have to go one by one!" What does the old devil mean!
oooooooo!
Among the black armored guards, there were already quite a few big men roaring, and there was even a big man with a fifth-level pulse, who rushed out of the queue and threw a fist at Ning Fan rudely.
"My subordinates don't agree with the young master's evaluation. I hope I can discuss with the young master some tricks, maybe I can figure out something!"
"..." Ning Fan rubbed his forehead, how did things develop like this under the guidance of the old demon
"Young Master, how dare you accept the challenge of your subordinates! If you don't dare, get out of Qimei City!" The big man spit on the ground and said proudly.
For a time, the four hundred black armored guards roared in unison.
"Accept the challenge now!"
"Otherwise, get out of Seven Plum City!"
"We don't need a scumbag young master!"
"Show him some color!"
oooooooo!
Zhi He was angry. Although she was usually stupid, she knew that the four hundred black armored guards looked down on her brother Fan at all.
The old devil's chrysanthemum face became even more joyous. He wanted to see how Ning Fan would deal with the situation and stand out in front of these four hundred black armored guards.
Yes, it's Liwei!
As his disciple of Han Yuanji, if he can't handle this situation, he might as well kill him with a piece of tofu!
Thinking of the many changes that Ning Fan has undergone since he obtained the jade lock, the old demon is looking forward to seeing how Ning Fan can overcome the current difficulties.
It's a pity that Han Yuan extremely selectively forgot Ning Fan's first-level cultivation. Is Ning Fan just cultivating, is it joking
Ning Fan let go of Zhi He's hand and patted her blue silk, indicating that she didn't need to be angry.
Then, step by step, he walked towards the big man who challenged him. He was clearly a rookie who had just cultivated, but there was an indescribable calmness in his steps.
"I accept your challenge! Let's do it!"