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After leaving Seoul International, Wang Xiaofan found that Chen Yu and Zhou Haitian were still waiting for him, he was a little touched, and smiled at them, "Let's go, everything is settled."

"Okay, let's go. I'll treat you tonight. If you don't get drunk, you won't return!" Zhou Haitian hooked Wang Xiaofan's shoulders and said with a smile, "This emerald green jade bracelet is rare even in Yanjing. It was luck."

"You are really lucky, it's time to treat you!" Chen Yu also laughed.

"I don't want to go if I have something else to do." Wang Xiaofan refused with a smile, then straightened his face and said, "Haitian, I see that your complexion is a bit off, give me the jade around your neck."

At this time, the ability of Yulei God Tucao used by Wang Xiaofan has not dissipated, seeing that Zhou Haitian is covered by dark clouds, there must be bloody disasters, so he wants to use Yulei God Tucao's ability to help him prevent disasters.

"Okay, remember not to leave your body, call me immediately if you have anything to do." After carving two evil formations on the jade, Wang Xiaofan returned the jade to Zhou Haitian, and said solemnly.

"it is good!"

Seeing that Wang Xiaofan was so serious, Chen Yu and Zhou Haitian also paid attention to it. After what happened just now, they now have a kind of natural confidence in Wang Xiaofan's words.

After refusing the two to send him back to school, Wang Xiaofan walked alone on the streets of Chuzhou, feeling a little complicated. Since adding Sun Wukong as a WeChat friend, his life has undergone earth-shaking changes, although so far it has been positive direction, but what about the future?Who can say for sure?

"Boy, are you Wang Xiaofan?"

Suddenly a skinny figure stood in front of Wang Xiaofan, with outstretched palms, spots like tree bark, and cold eyes, making Wang Xiaofan feel as if he was being stared at by a poisonous snake.

"I am, who are you?"

Wang Xiaofan narrowed his eyes and looked at the skinny middle-aged man in front of him, with protruding bones, his brows were slightly wrinkled, his heart was not kind.

"It's up to you. As for who I am, you are not qualified to know. I heard that you have a Yang Yu gourd from the Shang Dynasty in your hand? Hand it over!" The skinny middle-aged man glanced at Wang Xiaofan and said lightly , with a contemptuous look, as if he was ordering his servants.

"Oh? If you want Yang Yu gourd, it depends on whether you have the ability." Wang Xiaofan stared at the skinny middle-aged man, with a sneer on the corner of his mouth.

"kindness?"

The skinny middle-aged man's expression turned cold, and he felt a little displeased, in his opinion Wang Xiaofan is just a country bumpkin who got lucky, dare to talk to himself like that.

"Boy, don't toast or eat fine wine. You'd better hand over the Yang Yu gourd honestly, otherwise I don't mind letting you feel the fear of being dominated by the thief Xia Ming!" The skinny middle-aged man is Xia Ming with cold eyes In a blink of an eye, he announced his name, trying to frighten Wang Xiaofan.

But he was wrong, Wang Xiaofan is not a person of the Tao, he doesn't understand what the so-called magic thief hand implies, let alone deterrence, it can only be regarded as a joke.

"The Devil's Hand Xia Ming? I haven't heard of it." Wang Xiaofan shook his head, with a look of disdain, and said mockingly: "But with this little strength, is he worthy of being called the Devil's Thief?"

"Hehe, it's very good. After all these years, no one has dared to talk to me like that. It seems that you won't hand over Yang Yu's gourd easily if you don't suffer a little bit."

Xia Ming's expression suddenly turned cold, with murderous intent in his heart, he slapped Wang Xiaofan, thinking that he would travel across Anhui Province, no matter black or white, he should respectfully call him Geng Ye, but today he was ridiculed by a brat, if he doesn't teach him a lesson , he didn't even know how many eyes Prince Ma had.

"A weakling who hasn't even got a famous teacher yet dares to fight with me!" Wang Xiaofan looked contemptuous, and lightly grabbed Xia Ming's wrist with his right hand, like iron tongs, making it hang in mid-air, moving no.

"Huh? Famous martial arts teacher?"

Xia Ming stared at Wang Xiaofan with a shocked look on his face, his heart was full of turmoil, he never thought that Wang Xiaofan would be a famous martial arts teacher.

"Aw! Aw! It hurts..."

Wang Xiaofan exerted a little force, and Xia Ming screamed like a pig being slaughtered. The strength of a famous martial arts master is not comparable to that of ordinary warriors. Wang Xiaofan can crush Xia Ming's wrist at any time if he wants to.

"Brother Wang, Brother Wang... Uncle Wang... I was wrong, please let me go!" Xia Ming's face flushed red, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead. The inhuman pain completely crushed his state of mind.

What's more, Wang Xiaofan has already reached the realm of a famous martial arts teacher, with his half-step martial arts master's cultivation, he is definitely not Wang Xiaofan's opponent, he has no way out except to beg for mercy.

"It's easy for me to let you go, just answer my question first." Wang Xiaofan said coldly.

"Just ask, don't say one, even ten or a hundred will be fine." Xia Ming nodded hurriedly, not to mention that Wang Xiaofan was just asking him a question, even if he was asked to kneel and kowtow, he would not hesitate do it.

"How do you know I have Yang Yu gourd in my hand? Who sent you here?" Wang Xiaofan asked coldly.

He got the Yang Yu gourd at the Chuzhou Antique Exchange Conference. Except for the people present at that time, even Chu Yun didn’t know that he still had the Yang Yu gourd in his hand. Now that it has been spread, of course he needs to know who spread it. of.

"The news came from Jinling. It is said that Luo Yujie said it when he was drunk." Xia Ming said without any concealment, but when he saw Wang Xiaofan's puzzled expression, he explained: "Luo Yujie himself The Jinling antique rich family is Chen Zhensheng's apprentice."

"It was him!"

Wang Xiaofan realized it, and then sneered in his heart: "It seems that if the tiger doesn't show its power, it will treat me as a hellokitty!"

"My lord, can I go?" Xia Ming looked at Wang Xiaofan expectantly, and asked weakly.

"Want to leave? You came to trouble me, and you expect me to let you go so easily?" Wang Xiaofan asked back with a sneer.

"My lord, my lord, as long as you let me go, I'm willing to be your ox and horse, your little follower, and help you solve many things that are inconvenient for you to come forward." In order to survive, Xia Ming has completely given up his morals, and even more What's more, it's not a shameful thing to be a follower of a famous martial arts master.

"This is a good idea, it can save me a lot of trouble." Wang Xiaofan rubbed his chin, a little moved, then took out his mobile phone and sent a message to Monkey King: "Great Sage, there is something that can make people hate you if you eat it." Loyal herb?"

"Yes, I'll send it to you!" The Great Sage replied almost instantly.

Then Wang Xiaofan received a red envelope reminder.

Ding!
Sun Wukong sent you a WeChat red envelope!
extract!

"Loyal dog grass! It can increase the loyalty of fairy beasts and make them loyal to their masters!"

Looking at the introduction on the phone screen, Wang Xiaofan showed a satisfied smile on his face, thinking that the Great Sage is still reliable, and will send him more snacks in the future.