Tang Zhen and Patriarch Huo Yun would naturally not believe Xiao Yan's words, because even Patriarch Huo Yun, a one-star fighting saint, could no longer see through Xiao Yan's cultivation.

"Cough, cough." Suddenly, Patriarch Huo Yun coughed violently a few more times, and his face turned even redder. Tang Huo'er on the side stopped talking to Xiao Yan when he saw this, and quickly came up and patted the former's back.

back.

"It's better to be Huo'er." After being patted by Tang Huo'er's hand for a while, the red-haired old man's complexion became a little better. He glanced at Xiao Yan and said: "Xiao Yan, you came here to ask me, Fenyan Valley, to join your Flame Alliance.

"

"It's not impossible to join your Yan Alliance. I will agree to marry Huo'er."

Tang Huo'er, who was patting the red-haired old man on the back just now, heard this, her pretty face suddenly turned red, and she slapped the former's back hard with her jade hand, and said angrily: "Old guy, if you keep talking nonsense, be careful not to do it again.

I’ll send you my last breath!”

But it is a pity that Xiao Yan does not have any personal feelings for Tang Huo'er, and he did not come here to want Fen Yangu to join the Yan Alliance.

Xiao Yan slowly shook his head. Seeing Xiao Yan shaking his head, Tang Huoer couldn't help but curled his lips and murmured: "Am I bad?"

Xiao Yan smiled calmly and continued: "Senior, I came here not to join the Flame Alliance in Burning Flame Valley, but to make a deal with you."

Hearing Xiao Yan's words, Patriarch Huo Yun and Tang Zhen on the side were shocked, and they couldn't help but have a terrible guess in their hearts! This guy is a ninth-grade alchemist?!

"What kind of deal?"

"I can help you, senior, with your internal injuries."

Hiss!!! The eyes of Tang Zhen and Patriarch Huo Yun widened instantly. Damn, this Xiao Yan seems to be only thirty years old! Is he at the ninth level?!!!

Ancestor Huo Yun's own strength is in the early stage of a two-star Dou Sage, but because of the injuries in his body, his cultivation level has dropped to that of a one-star Dou Sage. To deal with the Dou Sage's injuries, he must be a ninth-level alchemist!

Ancestor Huo Yun is also an old man. He knew it was not that simple. After taking a sip of hot tea, he asked with sharp eyes: "What do you want?"

"I want you, senior, to kill someone."

"who?"

"The senior half-saint of Tianming Sect, the old demon Tianming."

I’ll update three chapters first, and I’ll finish another chapter after I take a nap.
Chapter completed!