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Chapter 338 Guilt

Ning Fan lowered his head, silent, and did not speak.

At this time, everyone's eyes would be gathered on the strange Ning Fan.

Ning Fan lowered his head, his eyes were covered with bloodshots, his eyes were constantly flashing with a glimmer of light, his face was expressionless, but his extremely gloomy cheeks looked particularly stiff and rigid.

However, although his face was expressionless, it could be seen from the corner of his slightly trembling mouth and the extremely unnaturally arched cheeks on the other side that Ning Fan was in a very uneasy mood at this moment.

"Young Master..." Qinglin saw Ning Fan's appearance, and his beautiful eyes were not sure what it was, and tears instantly burst into tears.

Immediately, the usually dumb little maid understood something, moved her lotus steps lightly, came to Ning Fan's side, and shouted softly.

At the same time, a pair of jade hands gently held Ning Fan's right arm and leaned Zhen's head gently on Ning Fan's shoulder, as if he wanted to comfort Ning Fan with this move.

At this time, Hai Bodong also came over. Seeing Ning Fan's appearance, a hint of surprise flashed in his old eyes, and then asked with an ugly expression.

"Didn't the strange fire be found?"

Hai Bodong looked around Ning Fan, but no trace of the strange fire was found. The strange fire could not be accommodated by the ring, so Hai Bodong had an answer in his heart.

"Well, I got the first to get there."

Ning Fan whispered, making a low and hoarse voice, which was completely different from the usual gentle tone.

Seeing this, Qinglin felt even more distressed, and his little hands tightly surrounded Ning Fan's right arm.

"Go ahead first? Who?" Hearing this, Haibodong was surprised and subconsciously asked.

Ning Fan did not answer. With his hand turned, a colorful stream of light flew towards Haibodong. Haibodong directly caught it with one hand, and immediately felt a familiar aura.

Then his eyes were frozen in the scales in his hand, and his pupils suddenly expanded, and he said in shock.

"This is! Queen Medusa's scales?!" Haibodong's eyes were filled with incredible expressions.

"Is the Alien Fire taken away by Queen Medusa?!"

"Yes." Ning Fan nodded, his face gloomy and uncertain.

I immediately sighed a long time, raised my head, and a look of melancholy appeared on my face, but my eyes showed a firm and determined look, and I continued.

"It seems that deep in the Tagor Desert, the Snake Human Tribe, I have to go there..."

"Are you crazy? Do you want to go to Queen Medusa to grab the strange fire?! You know, when I met Medusa with my full strength, I almost couldn't escape in the end! Aren't you going to die?"

When Hai Bodong heard Ning Fan's words, he instantly understood Ning Fan's intention. In addition to being surprised, he also advised Ning Fan.

Although he and Ning Fan had no relatives and no reason, they started fighting when they first met.

But after getting along for the past few days, he gradually discovered that Ning Fan did have the idea of ​​using him, but he did not have any bad intentions.

Therefore, he had no disgust towards Ning Fan.

Therefore, he was also trying his best to advise Ning Fan about his behavior that was equivalent to dying.

"Old Hai doesn't need to worry too much. Since I have this idea, it means I have certain confidence. I'm not going to die."

"And, I'm going to go deep in the desert anyway, please rest assured Mr. Hai. If I come back safely, I will definitely refine elixirs and contact seals for you!"

Ning Fan's eyes were full of determination and said in a deep voice at Haibodong.

The erect young figure inexplicably seemed a little determined to move alone.

Seeing this, Haibodong shook his head and did not continue to persuade Ning Fan.

Although he did not agree with Ning Fan's behavior of dying, he expressed his admiration and appreciation.

He didn't know how sure Ning Fan had, but this courage to fight and dare to take risks is already comparable to that of an extraordinary person!

Moreover, although this kid seems to be thinking a lot, he unexpectedly pays attention to promises, which is undoubtedly what makes Haibodong truly appreciate Ning Fan.

After seeing Ning Fan's words and deeds, Haibodong was inexplicably alerting Ning Fan for himself, feeling a hint of guilt...

Since the strange fire was not obtained, the group naturally returned without success.

After Ning Fan took Qinglin to leave the ground, the group waited for Hai Bodong and Xiao Ding to come up, and then returned to the site of the Motitani Mercenary Group along the original route.

Along the way, it seemed that Ning Fan did not obtain the strange fire, and the atmosphere seemed a bit solemn and no one said anything.

In order not to expose a trace of fucking, Ning Fan also accompanied the atmosphere, and forced himself to hold his face and remained silent along the way without saying a word.

This look made Qinglin, who had been holding Ning Fan's arm tightly, and his little face was filled with worry along the way.

After returning to the headquarters of the Motien Mercenary Group, Ning Fan returned to his room alone, locked the door, and finally breathed a sigh of relief after seeing that there was no one around.

Although he thought he was very good at acting, he was not at all awkward along the way. After acting for so long, he still felt a little mentally exhausted.

However, when he quickly thought of today's gains, Ning Fan was shocked and before he could rest, he quickly took out the Qingliantai in the ring.

Looking at the crystal clear lotus platform in front of him, Ning Fan immediately sat up and started practicing. He wanted to try the auxiliary effect of this lotus platform for cultivation. Is it really so powerful?

Immediately, Ning Fan directly entered the state of cultivation!

Half an hour later, Ning Fan suddenly heard a slight sound of footsteps outside the door, slowly opened his eyes and said softly.

"Oh? What did this girl come here suddenly?"

As Ning Fan finished speaking, Qinglin's soft voice slowly came in from outside the door.

Hearing this, Ning Fan also finished his practice, looked outside the door and got the beautiful figure, and put away the lotus platform under him.

When he got up and opened the door, he saw Qinglin coming with a basin of clear water. He stood at the door in a pretty way. After seeing Ning Fan open the door, he walked straight through Ning Fan.

"Qinglin, why do you make me a basin of clean water?"

Seeing Qinglin bringing a basin of clear water and putting it on the shelf beside it, Ning Fan shook his head and said softly.

"Young Master, you have been in the desert for so long today, so you might as well clean it. Look at your face, there are sand and sweat mixed together." Qinglin turned around and whispered to Ning Fan.

Then, when he saw the stains on Ning Fan's face, he gently stepped on his feet and wiped away the stains made of yellow sand and sweat on Ning Fan's face without any disdain.

Ning Fan also looked a little embarrassed when he looked at the black stains on the green scales and slender jade fingers. Today, in order to act in front of Haibodong, he did not care about his image at all and subconsciously ignored these things.

"Young Master has never been like this before. It must be because he didn't get the strange fire today, so he was very sad."

While talking, Qinglin put the towel on the wooden rack into clean water to wet it, and gently rubbed the towel in the water with his jade hands.

Then he took out the soaked towel from the water, and used a little force to dry the excess water, and whispered to Ning Fan.
Chapter completed!
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