Chapter 167 Tingyu's Gamble
Duan Fan's killing of Elder Qin and Elder Cui was in his eyes, and even Meng Hongchen was beside him, but no one came out to stop him, and no one even said a word.
There can be such a situation, because Duan Fan already has the strength to ignore the rules of Kuntong Mountain, or the potential to ignore the rules.
Duan Fan has not ignored the strength of Kuntong Mountain's rules at present, but his potential has been shown in the battle with Ye Haoyu. It can be said that his talent and potential are not weaker than Ye Haoyu, and even better than Ye Haoyu in some aspects.
Since ancient times, the strong have been respected.
Although Duan Fan does not have respectable strength, his potential is there, and others have to be afraid. At this time, if he comes out to offend Duan Fan, he will undoubtedly cause himself a big trouble.
The people present are all human beings, and they will definitely not do such a stupid thing.
Meng Hongchen came to Duan Fan, glanced at the bodies of Elder Qin and Elder Cui on the ground, and then said to Duan Fan, "Duan Fan, you must be extremely tired after a long journey. You'd better go back to have a rest so that you can completely recover from your injuries."
"Hmm!"
Duan Fan nodded and arched his hand to Meng Hongchen. Duan Fan was very grateful for his rescue before.
"Ha ha, it's a small matter. You don't have to worry about Duan Fan."
Meng Hongchen waved his hand and didn't care at all, but a big stone in his heart was put down. He was really worried that Duan Fan would hate him for what had happened before.
Although he is not afraid of Duan Fan, he is afraid of the people behind Duan Fan.
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Three days later, Duan Fan and Ting Yu sat cross-legged in the hall of Long Yinfeng and Ting Yu's cultivation.
Ting Yu's face was solemn, and Duan Fan's eyes were also full of worry.
Ting Yu knew that since she helped Duan Fan and became the enemy of Ye Haoyu on that day, she had been tied to a line with Duan Fan. Duan Fan died, she died, Duan Fan died.
I don't know if it's right to do this.
But it is obvious that on the surface, Ting Yu's decision is wrong, because everyone thinks that Duan Fan will die at the hands of Ye Haoyu in half a year.
It's just that life is like a gamble. If the bet is right, it will be red. If the bet is wrong, then there will be nothing.
And Ting Yu's big bet is not money, but his life.
If Duan Fan can defeat Ye Haoyu in half a year, then Ting Yu will definitely fly, and the future road of practice will certainly be unimpeded; if she gambles wrong, her life will also be put up.
Although Ting Yu's cultivation qualification is good, even in Donghuangzhou is the top group of people, but compared with Duan Fan and Ye Haoyu, it is not worth mentioning, even slightly worse than Mo Shang.
It is already a great thing that a cultivation qualification like Ting Yu can be cultivated to the dragon realm. It is absolutely impossible to go further.
At this time, Tingyu has begun to notice that his cultivation is slow to improve. Every time he rises a small level, it takes a lot of effort.
Ting Yu knows that this is the reason for his cultivation talent. If there is no opportunity in this life, he can only stop at the dragon realm at most.
This made Ting Yu feel panic from her heart. She had a strong heart and a dream of becoming a strong man, but all this slowly left her.
Ting Yu's appearance is outstanding, and he is ranked in the whole Purple Emperor Star.
If Ting Yu is willing, she can find a divine realm at any time, or even a master of the king's realm. In this way, her future cultivation will become more frank, and it is not a luxury to break through the dragon realm.
It's just that Ting Yu seems gentle and has no airs, but she is arrogant in her heart. She doesn't want to find a strong man to rely on and lose her body and dignity like other ordinary women.
Ting Yu believes in her eyes. She feels that Duan Fan is by no means a thing in the pool and will definitely stand at the peak of the world in the future.
Therefore, after countless thoughts, Ting Yu decided to tie his fate to Duan Fan, both gloriously and damaged.
Although this is extremely dangerous and may die at any time, if the bet is right, the reward is extremely huge.
Duan Fan's potential is endless, and he is also an affectionate and righteous person. One day, if Duan Fan becomes strong, Ting Yu believes that Duan Fan will never let him down. After all, he is the woman standing beside Duan Fan in the most inconspicuous and most dangerous times.
In fact, saying so much is just a flash in Ting Yu's mind.
Ting Yu looked at Duan Fan's handsome face. I don't know when the childishness on Duan Fan's face has receded and become more mature than ordinary adults.
Looking at it, Ting Yu's pretty face turned out with a touch of shyness, which felt incredible.
However, after so many years in Kuntong Mountain, Tingyu has seen many strong winds and waves, and soon his face returned to normal.
At this moment, he said to Duan Fan solemnly, "Brother, I ask you, are you sure to defeat Ye Haoyu in half a year?"
"No." Duan Fan wants to shake his head.
Ting Yu was shocked, but before she had any action, she heard Duan Fan say, "But I'm sure that I won't lose to Ye Haoyu's hands in half a year."
"Wow!"
Hearing this, Ting Yu was also relieved. She was really afraid that Duan Fan was only angry for a moment before, and she made an appointment with Ye Haoyu.
In that case, everything Ting Yu has done will be in vain.
"Why do you think I will die at the hands of Ye Haoyu in half a year?" Duan Fan's slightly joking voice sounded in Ting Yu's ear.
Ting Yu glanced at Duan Fan angrily. This look was charming and amorous. Even Duan Fan, who was used to seeing beautiful women, couldn't help but be stunned and almost blurted out, "Senior sister, you are so beautiful!"
"Hmm!"
A trace of shyness flashed on Ting Yu's face and was happy in her heart, but she was not a twisted character. She looked directly at Duan Fan and said angrly, "How old are you, brother? You don't learn well."
Duan Fan smiled awkwardly and wanted to make fun of Ting Yu, but Ting Yu's image of the eldest sister in Duan Fan's heart had taken root, and he did not dare to talk casually for a while.
Ting Yu didn't seem to want to continue the topic just now, so he asked again, "Brother, the treasures you gave to me before have basically been sold in the past three days and have gained a lot."
With that, Ting Yu handed several storage rings to Duan Fan's hand.
I don't know whether it was unintentional or intentional, Duan Fan gently scratched his white jade finger when he took over the storage ring.
Ting Yu's hand trembled slightly, and immediately pulled back his hand. He couldn't help but glance at Duan Fan.
Duan Fan didn't care about smiling. After touching Tingyu's fingers just now, he only felt that Tingyu's fingers were soft and boneless and slippery, like the best satin, which made him a little linger.
However, Duan Fan also knows the reason that Tingyu is not Meng Ningxue. Meng Ningxue has already had a physical experience with him and made fun of Meng Ningxue. Although Meng Ningxue is angry, she will not do anything to him.
And Ting Yu is different. Until everything is clear, Ting Yu will never let Duan Fan do anything out of the ordinary.
Throwing away the distracting thoughts in his heart, Duan Fan couldn't help but be shocked by the several storage rings he had in his mind.
Duan Fan has five storage rings in his hand, three of which are actually full of spiritual stones, and they are also top-grade spiritual stones. This is not included. Even Duan Fan saw hundreds of the best spiritual stones in it, which made Duan Fan very happy.
When the cultivation reaches the realm of Duan Fan, the top spirit stone is no longer very useful. Only the best spirit stone and Wangpin spirit stone can ensure his cultivation speed.
It's just that the best spirit stone and Wangpin spirit stone are rare, and it is very difficult to get.
"Haha, I didn't expect that my sister had brought me so many elixirs and elixirs. I really want to thank my sister this time."
Not bad, Duan Fan saw full of elixir in the other two storage rings, as well as elixir to improve his cultivation.
Duan Fan's chaotic holy body is extremely powerful. As long as there is something with aura, whether it is an elixir or a spiritual stone, he can easily refine it without any side effects.
Duan Fan is really happy that Ting Yu can help him get these things. In a short period of time, he can't worry about cultivating resources.
"You also said that now that you have become a rich man, even my senior sister is not as good as you."
When Ting Yu said this, he was still slightly jealous. Obviously, he was very envious of the huge harvest of Duan Fan's trip to the Pavilion.
"Haha, senior sister laughed. How can Duan Fan compare with senior sister?" Duan Fan played ahaha, but he felt that he was much closer to Ting Yu.
"Hee, senior sister is just talking." Ting Yu smiled and then said with a serious face, "It's just that what you took out are all treasures and some ordinary refinery materials, and you can't get any precious elixir."
"Senior sister, it's not a pity. I can have such a great harvest this time, and I also have great luck. If I'm still not satisfied, I don't want to swallow the elephant." Duan Fan smiled.
This trip to the Tianbing Pavilion is not included by Meng Ningxue, and the harvest should be the greatest. Although the level of treasures obtained is not high, the number is large enough to match the two top-quality Taoist utensils that Meng Ningxue snatched from Dantai Mingxuan and Xia Yuanchi.
And this trip to the Tianbing Pavilion surprised Duan Fan the most, and what surprised him the most was the Thousand Magic Mask.
For some reason, the thousand fantasy masks are not placed on the top floor of the Tianbing Tower, but on the 60th floor of the Tianbing Tower, together with a pile of elixir, which is a little illogical.
So far, Duan Fan has not figured out the grade of the Thousand Fantasy Mask. While he is curious about the Thousand Fantasy Mask, he is more interested in the Tianbing Pavilion.
And the obscene Taoist, I don't know what kind of person the obscene middle-aged man was before his life?