Xianhong Road

Chapter 190 Terrible opponent
Yang Fan smiled wryly and said, "Xin'er is right, the assassination of the Dark Blood Dynasty has just come to an end, and we have met another even more perverted..."

"It's you, Xin'er, who has changed a lot after taking the 'Xishui Pill'." Yang Fan's face became serious: "Could it be that you have already predicted my bad luck?"

"Foresight is one of Xin'er's instincts. After taking the 'Xi Sui Pill', I can vaguely use the mysterious power in my body, and my foresight ability is several times better than before. However, if I want to foresee the future of Brother Yang, I still need to use it." It seems very powerless..." There was a little surprise in Yu Wenxin's pretty eyes.

"It seems that the power of Xiner's 'Jiusu Profound Vein' is mostly related to divination and deduction... Divination is the most mysterious existence among cultivators."

Yang Fan was greatly surprised, he did not expect Yu Wenxin's ability to be related to such a mysterious lineage.

"It's all thanks to Brother Yang's help. After taking the 'Xi Sui Pill', Xin'er not only awakened her blood power, but now her physique has also increased a lot. Waiting for a few big guys, they can't get close to me."

Yu Wenxin pursed her lips and smiled, in the holiness and mystery, there was a little more tenderness and sweetness, which was not beautiful.

"I'm just a guide." Yang Fan said irrefutably, "I'm completely unfamiliar with the road Xin'er is walking on. How far you can go depends on yourself."

"Thank you Brother Yang for your teaching, Xin'er will keep it in mind."

Yuwen Xin Yingying leaned over, smiling like a flower, which made Yang Fan's heart flutter, and was almost attracted by this woman's mysterious aura.

"You and I are both immortal cultivators now, so there is no need to be bound by these secular etiquette."

Yang Fan raised his hand to let her get up.

"Xin'er often has that strange 'dream' recently..." Yu Wenxin fell into confusion and recalled: "The 'I' in the dream, standing on the starry sky, echoing the brilliance of the stars all over the sky, seems to have become A part of them. The woman in the dream is beautiful, beautiful, like a goddess..."

Hearing this, Yang Fan couldn't help showing a strange look on his face, and said to himself, "Could it be reincarnation, or a unique sign of 'Jiusu Xuanmai'."

Reincarnation is just a legend, and the latter is even more mysterious.

"Xin'er has such abilities, can you try to divination my good or bad luck in the next two months, even some vague information is fine."

Yang Fan suddenly wanted to verify Yu Wenxin's ability.

"Yes, Brother Yang, Xin'er will try his best." Yu Wenxin nodded, "But it's best to wait until evening..."

"Okay, I happen to have something to discuss with King Yan, let's have dinner at the palace tonight."

Yang Fan said with a smile.

That night, Yang Fan had dinner with Yan Wang's family, and also met the princess of Yan Wang's mansion.

The princess is also the biological mother of Yu Wenxin and the little princess. Although she is not young and has crow's feet on her face, she can still see her stunning demeanor back then.

During the banquet, Yang Fan found that the princess looked at him from time to time, as if she was looking at her future son-in-law, which made him a little uncomfortable.

After the dinner, the princess, princess and others retreated, and Yang Fan talked with King Yan.

"Yang Yaoshi is really extraordinary. He actually killed the silver medal killer of the 'Dark Blood Dynasty'. This matter is enough to shock all the dark organizations in the capital. I don't think any organization will dare to announce your mission in the future."

Yan Wang said with a smile.

"My lord misunderstood, in fact, there is someone else who solved the silver medal killer." Yang Fan said bitterly: "That person is Wushuang."

"Wushuang?" King Yan was taken aback.

"Yes, he will leave the capital in about two months." Yang Fan said calmly.

"What! He's leaving the capital?" King Yan asked in disbelief.

"He's going to challenge someone." Yang Fan stated.

"It must be my master Martial Sage." King Yan said in horror: "Does he think that he has no opponent in the capital, and dares to challenge my master?"

"No, he is very strong now. Killing the silver medal killer is an understatement, although this also solved a crisis for me." Yang Fan shook his head and said, "However, in two months, I will also face his challenge..."

"What are your plans?" King Yan regained his composure, "Wu Shuang is generally not merciful when fighting with others. With his current strength, no monks in the Foundation Establishment Stage are his opponents."

"Tomorrow I will go to watch him fight Hu Fei. Is your lord interested?"

Yang Fan looked calm.

"Of course I'm interested in Wushuang's decisive battle." Yan Wang's eyes became brighter, and Yang Fan saw the spark of excitement and anticipation.

After bidding farewell to Queen Yan, Yang Fan came to Xinningju.

At this moment, the sky is full of stars, and the night is alluring.Yu Wenxin was standing pretty on the top of the attic, her quiet and beautiful face seemed to be shining with a faint mysterious brilliance, she was wearing a gorgeous palace dress, her skin was snow-white, faintly shining, holy and flawless, like a goddess.

She raised her head slightly, and slowly raised her elegant and slender arms, looking up at the starry sky that seemed to have existed since ancient times.

Yang Fan stood not far away, staring blankly for a moment, attracted by the mysterious and amazing scene.

rub!
Gently tapping his toes, Yang Fan floated up and landed next to Yu Wenxin, smelling the strange fragrance of orchids, the beauty beside him was as quiet as an angel, seeing him coming, her pretty face burst into a little brilliance, and she greeted him Yang Fan nodded, but did not speak.

Yang Fan felt that the atmosphere was a bit strange. At this moment, an incomprehensible force rippling from Yu Wenxin's body. The mysterious fluctuation centered on her and transmitted to the world. The stars in the sky seemed to become brighter.

In Yu Wenxin's quiet eyes full of wisdom, there are actually stars all over the sky, and there is nothing else besides them.

During this period, Yang Fan felt the rapid loss of power in Yu Wenxin's body, and a blush first smeared on her pretty face, and then gradually turned pale.

At a certain moment, there was a faint starlight around her, the brilliance in her bright eyes condensed into one point, and her jade hand gently drew a wonderful trajectory around her.

Yang Fan entered the omniscient mode, and with the mysterious fluctuations blooming from her body, she faintly touched the mysterious existence between the movement of heaven and earth.

It's just that it feels very vague and mysterious, and it has similarities with my own model of heaven and man.

call!
Suddenly, Yu Wenxin breathed out the orchid air, and the mysterious fluctuations between the heaven and the earth disappeared, and the bright eyes returned to their original colors, and there was a sense of tranquility.

"What's the result?" Yang Fan saw that Yu Wenxin looked a little weak, put his hand on her fragrant shoulder, and injected a steady stream of sick mist.

Yu Wenxin's face was pale, her delicate body softened, and she fell into Yang Fan's arms.

"Xin'er, are you okay?" Yang Fan held Ruanyu Wenxiang in his arms, and quickly checked the situation in the woman's body, and found that Yu Wenxin had suffered some minor soul trauma.

"Brother Yang...Xin'er did her best."

With the help of Yang Fan, Yu Wenxin's complexion recovered a lot. At this moment, her pretty face was blushing, and she was unbelievably beautiful. Her breath was like orchid, with a fragrant fragrance, and her soft and slender body froze slightly.

Looking at the self-blame and shame on Yu Wenxin's expression, Yang Fan couldn't bear it: "It's fine if you can't succeed, how complicated the fate of people is, you are a girl, and you have just entered the immortal way, how can you control it?"

"Brother Yang, although I can't predict your good or bad luck in the past two months, I have caught some clues..."

There was a bit of panic in Yuwen Xinxiu's eyes.

"Brother Yang, I feel that your fate seems to be entangled with some kind of forbidden existence. Xin'er's mind will be damaged if you force her a little bit. Maybe it's because I'm not capable enough." Yu Wenxin said quietly, staring at the Fantastic man.

"Then have you ever predicted other people's bad luck? For example, your father." Yang Fan asked curiously with a strange expression on his face.

"Yes, but the stronger the person, the more difficult it is to foresee. Like my father, I can succeed occasionally. But when facing Brother Yang, it is more than ten times more difficult than my father's. It can capture some vague feelings." Yu Wenxin replied.

Yang Fan was shocked when he heard this. In terms of strength, he was about the same level as King Yan. It can be said that he was on the same level, but in terms of difficulty of prediction, he was more than ten times more difficult than King Yan.

Invisibly, there seems to be an invisible and intangible taboo, which makes it more difficult to foresee.

"Could it be because of the heaven-defying technique "Xianhong Jue"?"

Yang Fan guessed in his heart.

He didn't stay at the palace that night, bid farewell to Yu Wenxin, and Yang Fan returned to Xianhong Medical Center.

This time, he did not meditate immediately, but entered the "Xianhong Dimension".

With the progress of cultivation, the area of ​​the green land in Xianhong space has expanded a lot, from the original three feet to the current five feet.

Yang Fan felt that his "territory" had expanded again, and that feeling was very strange, as if wherever the green land touched was his territory, his own domain.

The puppy lay lazily in front of the warehouse, and when he saw Yang Fan coming in, he was refreshed: "Master, you haven't come in for a long time."

"You also feel bored?" Yang Fan walked into the warehouse with a strange expression on his face.

The warehouse is not as big as it appears on the surface, but the interior space is huge, even a huge monster like "Tian Xing Zhou" can be accommodated.

"Since I have a master, I feel bored. In the past, I fell asleep once, and I don't know how many years it will take..."

The puppy said confusedly.

Yang Fan smiled slightly. He didn't expect that the puppy, who exists as the spirit of Xianhong, has such a side.

Stepping on the green land, infinite vitality is injected into the body, flows through the limbs, cools the heart, and even cleanses the soul.

Yang Fan pondered for a moment, then secretly said: "As long as I leave half of my mind in the Immortal Space, even if my body is destroyed in an instant, I can still save my life."

However, this also requires skill. If the reaction is slow and the mind does not penetrate the Immortal Ring or the Immortal Space, once the body is destroyed, the low-level monks will have no chance of survival.

Thinking of this, Yang Fan already had a plan in mind. In the decisive battle with Wushuang two months later, if this son is merciless, then he can only save his life through this method.

Of course, this is a strategy that will only be implemented as a last resort.

If there is a big breakthrough in these two months, Yang Fan will have the strength to fight, and at worst he will show his killer weapon such as Nether Demon Flame.

At the same time, tomorrow is the deadline for Wushuang and Hu Fei to fight. If Yang Fan wants to know the strength of his opponent, he will naturally watch it.

(End of this chapter)