Xianhong Road

Chapter 164 The Destined Enemy

(The two chapters are put together today.)
"Hahaha……"

A few hooligans laughed obscenely, and forced Yu Wenxin, who was powerless, with malicious intentions.

"This girl is really painful, and the best in the world is nothing more than that. Could it be a fairy bestowed on us by the gods? Hehe, let's go together..."

"If you can get a girl like this, even if you lose ten years of life, it's worth it, hahaha..."

In the eyes of these people, there is only the lonely and helpless beauty of the pear blossoms falling in the rain, with a look of obsession and greed, and their hands trembling towards this stunning beauty that is hard to meet in their dreams.

"No, let me do it!"

"Fuck you, let me go first!"

Soon, the two hooligans had an argument, their eyes were full of red light, and they almost didn't make a move immediately.

"what!"

Yu Wenxin was panic-stricken, with anxiety and despair in her heart, her tender body softened and was on the verge of falling, and she didn't even have the strength to commit suicide.

"Puff puff!"

At this moment, an afterimage flashed across the dark courtyard, and those hooligans were also right on its path.

A cold light appeared faintly, and the blood splattered. The bodies of several hooligans in the courtyard, including the strong man, became stiff.

Swish!
The shadow froze in the yard, glanced at Yang Fan lying on the ground, and then instantly merged into the night and disappeared, like a ghost.

thump!thump……

As soon as the shadow disappeared, four or five people in the courtyard fell to the ground one after another.

Breathless and dead, blood flowing.

When Yu Wenxin saw such a miserable situation, her face turned pale with fright, and she simply closed her eyes and dared not look at it.

At this moment, familiar footsteps came from his ears, and someone was approaching him.

"Yang Yaoshi!"

Yu Wenxin opened her bright eyes, threw herself into his arms, and sobbed softly, as if she was wronged.

After a long time, Yang Fan pushed her away and sighed softly: "You can understand now..."

"Xin'er understands, thank you Pharmacist for your guidance..."

Yu Wenxin wiped away her tears, and there was a little more self-ashamedness in her bright eyes, but it became clearer.

"It's good that you understand." Yang Fan said flatly, "If it wasn't for the secret protection of the masters of the palace just now, your ending would not be better than that of the Baiyue."

When Yu Wenxin heard the words, her expression changed again, and she didn't even dare to think about the consequences...

Yang Fan saw that she was weak, so he put a hand on her shoulder and slowly injected a steady stream of mist of life.

After a while, Yu Wenxin's pretty face showed a bit of rosy luster, as beautiful as Xia Yu, and her complexion improved a lot.

Yu Wenxin said with a little yearning: "I really envy the medicine master's medical skills..."

"You are not suitable for studying medicine." Yang Fan said directly.

Yu Wenxin has the "Nine Sustained Profound Veins" in his body, but he doesn't have any talent for cultivating immortals. If he wants to embark on the immortal journey, he must induce the mysterious power of the blood in his body.

"Let's go back to the palace."

Yang Fan took Yu Wenxin's hand and walked towards Yan Wang's mansion. He had already sensed the masters lurking in the palace.

"Yeah." Yu Wenxin bowed his head in response.

In the night breeze, the two of them arrived at Prince Yan's mansion without walking for a long time.

In the same way, they climbed over the wall again.If you walk from the main entrance, it will inevitably cause some adverse effects on Yu Wenxin.

After arriving at "Xinning Residence", Yang Fan let go of Yu Wenxin's hand, and said calmly, "Today's treatment is over now! Miss Xin'er's injury is not life-threatening, just take care of it carefully in the future."

"I..." Yu Wenxin bit her lip with her teeth white, looking a little helpless.

"What does the pharmacist mean?"

"Miss Xin'er is free from illness, she can live in the palace with peace of mind in the future, live a life like an ordinary person, and enjoy the glory and wealth of the world, which is the envy of thousands of ordinary people in the world..."

Yang Fan calmly stated.

"No, I don't want to..."

Yu Wenxin looked stubborn and resolute, she raised her head, looked directly at Yang Fan, and then looked at the night sky where the stars roamed, her bright eyes shone with wisdom.

"Xin'er doesn't want to be trapped in a cage for the rest of her life. Besides, there seems to be something calling me in this mysterious starry sky and infinite universe..."

Yu Wenxin stared at the stars in the night in Kyoto, the confusion in his eyes gradually turned into a transparent and elegant brilliance, and his expression became more determined.

Hearing this, Yang Fan's heart trembled, his face became serious, and he said in surprise: "You understand the difficulty, but you are still willing to fly to the flame?"

Yu Wenxin pursed her lips and smiled: "Yang Yaoshi said before that if Xin'er still persists after passing the test just now, he will promise to take me on the fairy road."

"Okay, okay." Yang Fan took a deep look at her, feeling a little admiration in his heart.

After the test of talent just now, facing such terrible consequences, if she were an ordinary woman, she might have lost the courage to pursue it long ago.

Yu Wenxin can still persevere, not only because of the mysterious power that is about to awaken in her body, but also a manifestation of her strong will.

"Your father told me earlier that he would let you live the life of an ordinary mortal." Yang Fan said flatly, without answering directly.

"Father..." Yu Wenxin lowered his head, the expression in his eyes dimmed slightly, and asked, "Did the pharmacist agree to him?"

"Hehe, how can others restrict your personal destiny and freedom? How could Yang agree to it?"

The corners of Yang Fan's mouth were slightly pursed. When the Yan Palace mentioned this matter to him, he just explained it clearly, but never agreed.

"So, Yao Shi is willing to be the one who opens Xin'er's cage?"

Yu Wenxin smiled happily.

Yang Fan nodded solemnly: "Yes, since you have passed this test, of course I will fulfill my promise. Besides, if you insist on doing this, no one will be able to stop you. Yang will make an exception again and be yours." Lead the way."

"Guide?" Yu Wenxin was a little curious, with unprecedented anticipation in his eyes, and said gratefully: "Pharmacist, thank you again, Xiner."

After all, she bowed deeply to Yang Fan to express her touch and respect in her heart.

Yang Fan did not stop him, and smiled slightly: "I can only be your guide, Xin'er, you have the 'Jiusu Xuanmai', what kind of path will you take in the future, it is not me who is a low-level immortal cultivator. predictable."

Yu Wenxin looked sincerely and said: "No matter what happens to Xin'er in the future, I will never forget the kindness of Yaoshi today."

"Okay, then I'll wait and see." Yang Fan didn't regret agreeing to this matter.

Yu Wenxin has such a mysterious physique, how far he can go in the future, even he himself cannot predict.And he is just a guide...

At this moment, Yang Fan's expression changed slightly, signaling Yu Wenxin to keep silent, and his eyes swept towards a certain direction intentionally or unintentionally.

Seeing this scene, Yu Wenxin was startled, but soon understood.

Whoosh!
Faintly, a slight wind sound came from the night sky, and then disappeared.

"Okay, let's go." Yang Fan sighed softly, "In fact, your actions and mine are all under the monitoring of the Yan Palace. It's just that Yang can't let them know the specific content of our conversation."

"Father must be worried about my safety..."

Yu Wenxin sighed, "Xin'er doesn't like this feeling either."

"Okay, that's all for today. Starting tomorrow, while I'm healing your wounds, I'll also help you gradually strengthen your physique." Yang Fan mused.

Yu Wenxin understood that Yang Fan was going to leave soon, but she thought of something and smiled sweetly: "Since Yaoshi is my guide, so Xin'er is calling you Senior Yang or Brother Yang?"

Yang Fan couldn't help laughing, and felt that the relationship with this woman was one step closer, and said leisurely: "Our ages are not much different, it doesn't matter if you call me Brother Yang."

"Brother Yang, see you tomorrow night."

Yu Wenxin stared at Yang Fan's leaving back, waved goodbye gently, her pretty face was as gorgeous as a hundred flowers blooming, and she was very beautiful in the night.

call!
Yang Fan seems to be walking, but in fact he is running fast, and his figure moves forward. At first glance, he looks like a ghost.

At this moment, his mind combined with the mist of life, blending into the surrounding environment, capturing every wind and grass in the vicinity clearly and clearly, and Yu Wenxin waved goodbye in the distance, so naturally he couldn't hide it from him.

From Yang Fan's point of view, this is like looking down from all directions. Standing high in the sky, you can see everything on the ground at a glance, which is more powerful than the effect of spiritual glance.

At a certain moment, Yang Fan paused and said lightly, "Come out."

Swish!
From the eaves above his head jumped up and down a young man dressed in white and carrying a sword, with an extraordinary temperament but an ordinary face.

"Wushuang, why are you following me?" Yang Fan said slightly displeased, "Did you forget the agreement between us?"

Wushuang had a ferocious face, with a trace of grief in his eyes, and struggled to utter a few words: "I... am very sad."

"You are..." Yang Fan didn't understand, but he caught something vaguely.

"You are sad, what does this have to do with me?" Yang Fan was puzzled, and said flatly: "Yang doesn't care about curing heart problems."

"why why……"

Wushuang stared fiercely at Yang Fan, his hands were almost trembling, and an indescribable breath emanated from his eyes.

Yang Fan's heart trembled, and through Wushuang's eyes, he saw a hazy "sword", looking down on the world and looking down on the world, as if it had condensed the endless power of heaven in the universe.

"What's the matter, please tell me clearly!" Yang Fan hurriedly distanced himself from him, and said with a look of guard on his face.

"For the past 16 years of my life, I have been immersed in martial arts, and I have never heard of other things. I only hope that one day I can shatter the void and leave..."

Wushuang took a deep breath, her hands were trembling, and one of her hands was reaching for the ancient sword behind her.

Yang Fan faintly felt a crisis, and was ready to fight, but he was still a little puzzled: "Could it be that someone as arrogant as Wu Shuang will not keep his promise?"

"However, since I came to the capital, I challenged King Yan that day, and after meeting her..."

Wushuang's expression was slightly dull, as if he had entered some kind of memory.

Yang Fan stood beside him, but he didn't dare to move rashly. At this moment, he could feel the locking of that powerful aura.Once there is any change in oneself, it may cause unimaginable consequences.

"Her? Does it mean..."

A flash of light suddenly flashed in Yang Fan's mind.

I remember that when I was in the "Hall of Heroes", Wushuang once bowed to himself in public to thank him: "Thank you, the pharmacist, for curing the illness of the second princess. Wushuang thank you here."

Is it...

A possibility suddenly appeared in Yang Fan's mind.

"Since I met her, my heart has changed because of her, and my heart has also undergone a wonderful change because of her..." Wu Shuang's eyes were deep and blurred, and his voice trembled slightly.

"You mean Yu Wenxin?" Yang Fan asked.

Wushuang didn't answer him, and continued: "That day, I almost hurt her... For the first time in my life, I felt self-blame and remorse. You must know that before that, I had hurt thousands of innocent people by mistake. , but never had such emotions.”

"So, from that day on, I would sneak a look at her almost every night."

"One look, I'm satisfied with just one look. I never expected to have her..."

Complicated and bitter emotions were revealed in Wushuang's eyes.

"However, ever since I saw you getting along with her intimately, my heart has lost control..."

Wushuang's hands trembled constantly, and there was a strong murderous intent in his eyes: "I...I want to kill you!"

His hand moved towards the sword behind his back.

"He wants to draw his sword!"

Yang Fan's complexion changed drastically.

Wushuang's strength itself is tyrannical and perverted. If he draws his sword, he will explode with twice as much strength...

However, even though Wushuang's killing intent was so strong, there was still some clarity in his heart, the hand that drew the sword was struggling and trembling non-stop.

It is conceivable that he is struggling with great pain in his heart.

Yang Fan sighed lightly, and said to himself, "I never thought that this incomparable genius would have such a side."

From the intermittent words, it can be analyzed that Wushuang likes Yu Wenxin, and it is very likely that it was love at first sight.However, although he is a rare genius, he is still an ignorant boy of fifteen or sixteen years old. He only dares to silently glance at the one he loves and is satisfied in his heart. He dare not approach him, let alone confess his love...

At this moment, when he saw the sudden intimacy between his beloved and Yang Fan, his heart was filled with grief.

"Perhaps you have misunderstood. I am just her pharmacist and her guide."

Yang Fan sighed lightly.

Looking at Wushuang who was constantly struggling and trembling, the grief in the depths of his eyes made him feel sympathetic.

"No." Wushuang shook his head, regained his sanity, and said sadly, "Because I saw happiness in her eyes..."

Yang Fan couldn't deny it with a smile: "I cured Miss Yuwen's illness, so she is happy."

"No." Wushuang took a long breath, his body returned to normal, and he withdrew the hand that only had to draw the sword.

He had a clear face, but said bitterly: "The loneliness and confusion in her heart disappeared because of you..."

Yang Fan was silent.

"I'm an abnormal person, I only know swords, I don't know how to take care of people..." Wushuang's figure flashed, flew to the opposite eaves, and then said indifferently: "I won't kill you now, wait a few days The decisive battle in a month's time! Take your dog's life again!"

After saying that, he showed a ferocious expression again, trembling all over, and flew into the distance.

Yang Fan looked at his leaving back with a complicated face, and understood Wushuang's words before leaving: "I am an abnormal person, I only know swords, and I don't know how to take care of people..."

For some reason, he vaguely grasped something from Wushuang's words, but it was so vague.

"Forget it... Maybe this is the helplessness of a genius..."

Yang Fan shook his head and returned to his room, pretending that this hadn't happened.

That night, Yang Fan sat cross-legged and began to practice the poison technique of "Thousands of Dry Silence". The mysterious and gloomy flame dancing in the dantian was also slowly condensing.

For some reason, when Yang Fan was condensing the "Ghost Demon Flame", he faintly sensed something. There seemed to be a vague fluctuation between the sky and the earth, calling him.

What is this... what the hell is it?
It is difficult for Yang Fan to understand that the Nether Demon Flame is a major trump card he has at the moment, so he naturally has to study hard.

So, he completely immersed his mind in the "Ghost Demonic Flame", and followed that subtle fluctuation, rippling between the heaven and the earth.

call!
In an instant, Yang Fan entered an ethereal state, with the whistling wind in his ears, and a dark and deep space in front of his eyes.

At the end of the space, there was a man standing faintly, with a burly figure, exuding a magical power that looked down on the world from top to bottom.

Yang Fan couldn't see the man's appearance clearly, he could only see a vague outline.

However, what shocked him so much was that there was a flame similar to his own beating in the palm of the man's hand.

Then...is that also true?

Yang Fan seemed to see a smile on the corner of the man's mouth, his mind was shocked, and he fell out of this uncertain state in an instant.

"Who is that person? Could it be that he also practiced the 'Nine Nether Demon Art' and mastered the 'Nether Demon Flame'."

Yang Fan was terrified in his heart. He could sense that the man's strength was far superior to his. If he was in Yuyang Country, he would definitely be a high-level monk standing on the top of a golden tower.

At the same time, Yang Fan also had an intuition in his heart that that person must have sensed his own existence in Yuyang Country.

Moreover, that person must be his destined enemy!
Who is... who could he be?

Yang Fan began to recall those legendary big figures in the upper level of the Yuyang Kingdom and the upper level of the Immortal Cultivation World.

The first is to start the search from the magus.

In an instant, a terrifying existence that had frightened Yuyang for hundreds of years appeared in Yang Fan's mind.

Sanyou old devil!

Besides, Yang Fan couldn't think of another person.

As we all know, "Sanyou Old Demon" is the No. 1 Demon Dao in Yuyang Kingdom, and "Sanyou Demon Flame" is his famous stunt. Once this flame is released, no one in Yuyang Xiuxian world can match it.

The other monsters in the Nascent Soul stage were extremely afraid of him.

Yang Fan recalled the grading of "Ghost Demon Flame" in the Nine Nether Demon Art: each level is distinguished by "Ghost Light", which is the magic flame heart.

At this moment, Yang Fan has just refined the magic flame not long ago, so he is naturally in the Yiyou realm, that is, "Yiyou magic flame".

If he can cultivate the "Three Nethers" realm, isn't that the so-called "Three Nethers Demon Flames"?
After coming to this conclusion, Yang Fan was even more afraid for a while, secretly said: "It seems that we must be careful in the future, and do not use this magic flame unless it is absolutely necessary."

Fortunately, when he used magic skills, he appeared as "Shi Qianhan" most of the time.

Who would have thought that Shi Qianhan, a cruel and merciless demon who kills people without batting an eyelid, is the gentle and gentle Yang Yaoshi who saves lives and heals the wounded?
One night passed, Yang Fan walked out of the room just after dawn, and murmured, "I never thought I would face such a powerful enemy, even my life would be threatened all the time..."

Invisibly, he felt even more urgency and crisis.

(Chapter two in one, complete!)
(End of this chapter)