Zhu Zhengqi was also looking at Yang Fan seriously.

This young man who looks a little pretty, has no other characteristics, but he can't tell the depth at a glance.

Although he was not old, his eyes were filled with different melancholy and vicissitudes. The old man who was one hundred years old was like an old man.

It felt like an old monster who had lived for hundreds of years was covered with a young skin, which made people feel a little scary.

Also, the aura on his body seemed to be vague, standing there was extremely relaxed and natural, as if it had merged with the surrounding environment, impeccable.

"Young man, I see that you breathe for a long time, your breath is restrained, and there are occasional divine lights flashing in your eyes. Can you be a warrior of the innate level?"

Zhu Zhengqi looked into Yang Fan with some uncertainty.

All the characteristics of Yang Fan are very consistent with the external manifestation of the unity of man and nature by the innate power. Zhu Zhengqi's feelings also tell him that this is the same martial arts innate as him.

But judging from Yang Fan's age, he was only twenty-five or twenty-six years old. Even if he started practicing martial arts at the age of three, he would never have achieved such a high achievement in just about twenty years.

Therefore, Zhu Zhengqi asked this question because he couldn't believe that someone could become innate when he was only over 20 years old.

If this is true, then will all of them become innate warriors who are in their forties, fifties, or even eighty or ninety years old, live to dogs over the years?

"innate?"

Yang Fan was stunned, and then suddenly realized that there were indeed some records of the innate realm in some memory fragments of Zhu Huanan. It was another name for the realm of the mortal world by Chinese warriors before the revival of spiritual power.

Only those warriors with extremely high talent and martial arts practice have the opportunity to reach the innate realm. Such warriors are extremely rare, and it is a blessing that one innate among the same generation of warriors is already there.

In an era when the spiritual power was extremely thin and even had no spiritual power at all, these people were able to spend decades of hard work on the internal energy they nurtured, and once they lost their mortality, their martial arts talent was definitely not in a million.

If such people were in the Xichu City period, in the end of the world where the spiritual concentration was extremely strong, they would definitely be powerful beings that could surpass the level of the master!

"I can barely be considered half a congenital warrior." Yang Fan nodded and said modestly: "After all, compared with those real innate martial arts predecessors, my Taoism is still far behind. I just took a quick look and barely stepped into the innate threshold. I am really ashamed."

The innate at the third level of martial artists should be the weakest and most at the bottom in the eyes of the innate martial artists of this era?

"Take a trick?" Zhu Zhengqi thought about it and asked in a singular voice: "Is it because of the spiritual fruits you discovered with Caiwei yesterday? I heard Caiwei say that you actually ate three of them in a row, right?"

As he asked this, Zhu Zhengqi was almost sure that Yang Fan's innate realm must have been piled up with the three cherry tomatoes. Otherwise, there would never be a congenital warrior in his twenties in this world.

Zhu Zhengqi has personally experienced the shocking energy contained in the spiritual fruit, and he has no doubt about it.

This is definitely a huge opportunity!

Unfortunately, a large part of it was cheaper to the young man in front of him.

Yang Fan did not explain too much, but just nodded slightly to express his approval. This is a good explanation and can save him a lot of verbal talk.

"Is that kind of spiritual fruit still there?"

A trace of greed flashed in Zhu Zhengqi's eyes. No one could still maintain a normal mind when facing such treasures.

Yang Fan shook his head slightly: "It's gone for the time being."

"However," Yang Fan changed his words, and Zhu Zhengqi's eyes became eager again: "The cherry tomato tree is still there, and maybe new fruits will bear in a while."

"Also, there is not only a magical plant that has awakened mutantly in this world. If Mr. Zhu is interested, he might as well go to another place to look for it. Maybe there will be some unexpected gains."

Zhu Zhengqi took a deep breath, and the greed in his eyes gradually faded away. Yang Fan said it was right that there was not only the cherry tomato tree in Dongcheng in this world, and there was no need for him to hang himself on a tree.

With the human and financial resources of their Zhu family, it is not a problem to obtain the ownership of these mutated spiritual plants in a short period of time.

"Hahaha, thank you little brother for reminding me that Zhu has recorded this favor."

Zhu Zhengqi solemnly hugged Yang Fan. This was a unique etiquette among warriors. "Also, Zhu will remember the fruit gift from the little brother last night. If the little brother encounters any difficulties in the future, he can come to me directly."

"Mr. Zhu, you are polite. That cherry tomato belongs to Miss Zhu. It is your own business if you want to use it. I dare not take credit for it."

Yang Fan smiled and shook his head slightly, not taking Zhu Zhengqi's promise seriously.

In the end of the world, the most unbelievable thing is commitment, and the most unbelievable thing is human heart.

After all, not all of humans are traitors who are righteous and fearless, who choose to surrender to the demon clan and stab their compatriots in the back, as well as those bandits who only care about themselves and no matter how they live or die.

Yang Fan's heart was bright. Zhu Zhengqi's eyes were a little abnormal when he just looked at him, especially when he mentioned the Spirit Fruit, the greed in his eyes flashed by. God knows whether he will repay his kindness with grudge and want to kill people and seize treasures?

Yang Fan never puts his own safety on the kindness and compassion of others.

He deliberately threw information about the cherry tomato tree and other demon plants to Zhu Zhengqi, in order to eliminate Zhu Zhengqi's covetousness in his heart. Now it seems that the effect is pretty good.

On the one hand, he is a congenital warrior who is not inferior to him, but on the other hand, he is a masterless demon plant that can be obtained easily. As long as Zhu Zhengqi is not stupid, he knows what choice is the most beneficial to him.

At present, Yang Fan does not want to cause trouble. Before the end of the world comes, his most urgent need is to quickly improve his own strength.

Of course, if Zhu Zhengqi really doesn't have any eyes and insists on being unable to get along with him, Yang Fan doesn't mind giving him a profound lesson. Even if he is the grandfather of the South China Grandmaster, he can't be spoiled.

Zhu Zhengqi said: "Young brother, please be polite. Caiwei has already told me in detail about the cause and effect of the matter. If it weren't for the little brother's actions, Caiwei might have encountered an unexpected situation. No matter what, this is the kindness of the little brother to my Zhu family, and we must not forget it."

Zhu Zhengqi spoke very enthusiastically, and he looked proud of being able to thrust Yang Fan, but he did not make any specific statements in his actions.

Yang Fan expressed his disappointment.

It’s useless to be grateful. If you are sincere, wouldn’t it be better to directly discount it?

Unfortunately, he is still a shameless person, and he can only think about these words in his heart.

The crisis in the villa was temporarily lifted, and Zhu Zhengqi informed the helicopter to land, and Zhu Caiwei and Zhu Huawu went to the living room one after another.

As soon as he came in, Zhu Caiwei trotted towards Yang Guo, hugged the little girl in her arms, and said excitedly: "Guoguo, I'm so scared that my sister is so scared. It's so good that you're fine!"

When Yang Guo saw his acquaintance, he also hugged Zhu Caiwei intimately, "Don't worry, Sister Caiwei, I'm fine, don't you think I'm fine now?"

Zhu Caiwei suddenly let go of Yang Guo and circled around her twice, making sure she was not hurt at all, so she really calmed down. She took her little hand and sat down next to her, and asked in a singing voice: "Tell me quickly, what happened? Why didn't I answer the call you before?"

Yang Guo's smartwatch is still wearing it well on her wrist, and it doesn't look like there is any problem.

Hearing Zhu Caiwei's inquiry, Yang Guo raised her right hand and looked at it. She found that there were indeed two missed calls on the watch. So she scratched her head embarrassedly and said, "Maybe it's because I was too scared at the time and didn't notice the vibration of the wristband at all."

"Sister Caiwei, you don't know how terrible things happened in our family today!"

Yang Guo said with lingering fear: "First, your little turtle suddenly grew up and even learned to walk with two feet. It was so scary!"

"Then my fat suddenly went crazy and rushed over and ate your little turtle. Then the fat began to grow bigger and bigger, and eventually they all grew taller than me. It grinned at me and wanted to rush over and bite me!"

"As soon as I was scared, I squatted on the ground and shouted, and then Brother Yang Fan arrived. He beat Feifei to death and saved me."

Upon hearing this, Zhu Caiwei couldn't help but turn her eyes to Yang Fan, with gratitude in her eyes: "Yang Fan, thank you, thanks to you today!"

Yang Fan shrugged and said, "You don't have to be polite, this is my scope of responsibility. But that fat cat actually... forget it, I won't say it."

Yang Fan originally wanted to explain the cause of the fat cat's death, but in the end he gave up. If Yang Guo knew that she had actually killed the cat herself, she would probably scream in fear again.

Not everyone can resist the lethality of this primary school student.

"You need to say nothing, I understand!"

Zhu Caiwei nodded hard at Yang Fan and said, "I blamed you wrongly in the police station before. You are right. It turns out that those pets may really turn into human-eating monsters and fight back on their owners!"

"What's ridiculous is that I was actually laughing at you for having persecution at that time. Now it seems that the real ridiculous person is me!"

The facts were in front of her, and Zhu Caiwei couldn't help but believe it, especially when she saw the giant black Tibetan mastiff that was nearly three meters tall that suddenly stood up from the sofa behind Yang Fan, she was so scared that she almost wanted to pee.

She knows this dog.
Chapter completed!