"Can I not save Nuoyan?"

"No.()    |   (8)bsp;O    M"

"I can't remember the little loli, so I can't summon it, that promise..."

"Since you can't summon, go to the dragon clan in person."

Go to the Dragon Clan in person?

"It may be difficult and time-consuming, but this is the last resort."

Ye Xiyue's eyes fluttered, and a trace of coldness flashed, "The dragon clan is not that easy to find."

Everyone knows that the dragon has only been heard in legends, and even the evil emperor of the god clan has never seen it with his own eyes. The dragon clan has always been mysterious and its geographical location is even more unpredictable. They are undoubtedly looking for needles in a haystack.

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Qingshi Town, close to the headquarters of Skynet, was already a dead city a hundred years ago. Unexpectedly, a figure in blue-clothed appeared in the dead city, like a breeze blowing past his face.

In the dark night, if anyone could see her appearance, he would know that she was a good-looking woman.

She galloped in the darkness and stopped at the entrance of Qingshi Town.

On the moonless night, Wu Fan always seems depressing and deep, and he is standing at the entrance of the town.

Feng Ya came and saw Wu Fan, bent her lips, "Junior brother."

Wu Fan turned around and looked at her, speaking straight to the point, "The Lord has an order to help Ye Xiyue collect the top ten spiritual weapons and not to hinder them."

Feng Ya's face turned extremely ugly when she heard this.

"What? Want to disobey the Lord's orders?"

"Didn't the Lord want to kill Ye Xiyue at the beginning? Why do you want to help her now?"

"So you want to say that the Lord is so confused?"

Feng Ya took a step back, "Don't dare."

"Just dare not." Wu Fanton said, "The master is about to break through the locket and urgently needs ten spiritual weapons. Time is tight, and only Ye Xiyue can find the ten spiritual weapons. Who else can I help her?"

"The master wants to wait until Ye Xiyue has collected the spiritual weapon before killing her? Isn't that too late? If Ye Xiyue finds the spiritual weapon, she will be able to open the door of the Divine Realm and obtain all the inheritances from the Eternal Emperor. How can we deal with her then?"

"The Lord has his own plans, and you do whatever you ask you to do without worrying about it."

Fengya felt a little unhappy.

Wu Fan saw what she was thinking at first glance, "Your injury is just right. Do you want to seek revenge on Ye Xiyue?"

Feng Ya hesitated for a moment, lowered her head, and made a decision.

"It seems you still don't have a memory!"

"Junior brother, I have an irreconcilable grudge with Ye Xiyue. If you ask me to help her, it would be better to let me die!"

Wu Fan raised his eyebrows lightly and took action quickly.

Feng Ya took a step back and avoided his attack, "What are you doing?"

"If you can't cooperate with the Lord, then you can die!"

Feng Ya saw the black air surging in Wu Fan's palm, and was stunned and was already grasped by Wu Fan's wrist.

"Wu Fan, let go!"

"Aren't you going to die?"

"What power did you use just now?" She seemed to see the black gas just now?

What?

Although Wu Fan's power is very strong, it is comparable to her. How come he has made so fast in just a few months?

"Wu Fan, what power did you use just now?"

Wu Fan smiled cruelly, "A dead person doesn't need to know."

He raised his hand, and the black air surging in his palm. This time Feng Ya could see clearly.

Seeing that he was about to smash her head with a palm, Feng Ya suddenly said, "Wait! I was just kidding just now, why should you be serious?"
Chapter completed!