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685, his woman, he will hurt himself

Mr. Tong immediately turned black and said annoyedly: "Senior Brother Fanyin, why do you want to marry my little disciple when you wake up? What kind of intention do you have?"

The head of Fanyin immediately smiled and explained: "Senior Brother Brahma is gone, there must be someone in charge of the Brahma Sect. Now the Brahma Sect belongs to Bingye and Tianfan, and has the strongest comprehensive ability. The Senior Brother Brahma once told me that the successor leader would choose among these two people. If this little girl marrys them, wouldn't it be that the fat water will not flow to outsiders' fields?"

When Mingwuyan heard this, she secretly agreed that she was not a fat man. This metaphor is really ugly.

Moreover, even if she was, she would have already flowed to Xue Yihan's side.

Alas, what are she thinking about? She can't get married again.

So, she looked at her master, who knew her best.

Mr. Tong stared at the head of Fanyin and said word by word: "If you don't marry, my little disciple can marry better. Is that Tianfan not the prince of the Demon Spirit Continent? He must be the one who takes over the throne of the Demon Spirit Emperor and will not be the leader. Bingye can consider it, but we can't be too arbitrary. Anyone in the top 20 on the rankings can test it."

The head of Fanyin thought to himself that this little girl in Xueyan looks good, but there are really not many better men than Bingye and Tianfan in the world.

In fact, he just said casually, thinking that it would be great if a new leader could be matched with a smart woman Huijie. Moreover, this little girl is Junior Brother Tong and his own disciple. If she could really marry the head of Brahma Sect in the future, the two old words of the two can make the new leader listen to it.

Alas, this is selfish!

"Forget it, let's talk about it later! Let's bury Senior Brother Fantian first. Xueyan girl, you have not yet entered the Fanyin family. You will come to Fanyinju in three days!" The head of Fanyin said seriously.

Ming Wuyan nodded and didn't say much, for fear that the head of Fanyin would have his own ideas again.

Old Tong felt that he had something to warn the head of Fanyin, so he said to his little disciple: "Little disciple, go find Fanhe and the others, and go to Fanyin Sect in a few days."

"Yes!" Ming Wuyan repeated as she let out a sigh, bowed to the leaders and elders, and left immediately.

As soon as she stepped into the Sanskrit medicine gate, everyone who saw her surrounded her and greeted her very intimately. She could hear someone calling her junior sister everywhere.

Ming Wuyan had no choice but to smile sweetly and go to find Senior Brother Fanhe.

Fanhe was shocked when he saw the junior sister coming back alone and hurriedly said, "Little sister, aren't the master with you?"

Ming Wuyan shook her head, "No, the master asked me to come back first. I will go back to Fanyin Sect in a few days."

Fanhe looked at his junior sister nervously, and looked at her carefully for a long time before saying, "Little Junior Sister, I just heard from the people from the Fanyin Sect that your heart and soul were damaged because of alchemy, but it is true?"

Ming Wuyan was stunned for a moment, then shook her head, "I'm not injured, I don't know why the master said that."

Fanhe was also stunned for a moment. Soon, he seemed to think of something and said with a smile: "Master said yes. By the way, junior sister, the Brahma Sect will be busy these days because of the spiritual burial of the head of Brahma Sect, but our Brahma Sect can't help much. These days, you might as well stay in Brahma Sect to cultivate!"

Ming Wuyan didn't understand why Senior Brother Fanhe used the word "cultivation", but she did so.

In the next few days, the people from the Fan Sect were very busy, all the freshmen's courses in the Fan Yin Sect were stopped, and the disciples of the Fan Medicine Sect also became busy due to epidemics.

The master often disappeared, so she was left alone in the Buddhist Medicine Sect to cultivate.

Fortunately, the eldest brother Meng Ge and Fanhe took turns to deliver food to him every day and chatted with her at this time. Only then did she know the current situation in the Fanmen.

After the spiritual burial of the head of Brahma Sect, Brahma Sect became lively because everyone was talking about choosing a leader.

I heard that the one who called Bingye, the one who called the most popular in the Brahma Gate was followed by Prince Tianfan. Ming Wuyan then realized that Prince Tianfan was very powerful in the Brahma Gate. The third in the Brahma Gate rankings, and the second one was the one named Bingye.

That night, Fanhe and Meng Ge both came to Mingwuyan's yard, and the three of them had dinner and chatted together.

Ming Wuyan asked Senior Brother Fanhe who had been in Fanhe for a long time, curiously, "Senior Brother Eleven, why don't you choose the leader of the Fantian Sect choose the number one person on the ranking?"

Fanhe smiled mysteriously, "No one knows who the number one person on the Brahma Sect is. He has never appeared in the Brahma Sect with his true face. However, the number one position was personally sealed by his former head of Brahma Sect. Moreover, that man at that time beat the Brahma Sect's head at that time..."

Ming Wuyan said in surprise: "So amazing!"

As soon as she finished sighing, a figure suddenly appeared in her mind. She knocked on her head and was stunned again.

It's hard to come by, the mysterious person ranked first is...

After a while of silence, she suddenly thought of another question, "Then, if someone challenges the people on the rankings, including the number one person, does he have to appear?"

Fanhe smiled and said, "Yes! The Fan Gate has the rules of the Fan Gate. The top twenty people on the ranking list must appear in time once the Fan Gate has a summoning. However, there are exceptions, and the person who is the first person in the Brahma Gate is an exception. Also, the number one in our Fan Yin Gate is also quite powerful, mysterious and powerful."

Ming Wuyan nodded, "Senior Brother Mo Xin is quite powerful, but is his cultivation method different from ours?"

She remembered that Mo Xin once said that the method of practicing Sanskrit in his practice was not suitable for her practice.

Fanhe thought about it and said, "There are many ways of practicing Fanyin. After entering the Fanyin Sect and becoming a formal disciple, it takes a long time to choose the direction he wants to practice. Everyone is different. As for what Brother Mo Xin is practicing, I don't know."

Meng Ge, who sat next to him, suddenly whispered: "Ming Xiu, there is a yin and dark aura on his body, and his magical instrument of Sanskrit is the Netherworld Flute."

Fan He was a little surprised that Meng Ge could even see these things.

Ming Wuyan was also shocked, but she was not that curious, because Mo Xin was Xue Yihan's person. If she wanted to know about him, just ask Xue Yihan.

"Junior sister, you go to the head of Fanyin Sect tomorrow. If he wants to teach you some Fanyin techniques, you must not learn Mo Xin." Meng Ge gave a serious reminder.

Ming Wuyan smiled and nodded, "Well, I understand."

Mo Xin also told her before that she was not suitable for what he practiced.

I don’t know what he will let himself practice when he meets the head of Fanyin tomorrow.

The three of them chatted for a while, and after late at night, Fanhe and Meng Ge left.

Ming Wuyan thought for a while, then lay on the bed and took out the immortal book divine mud and prepared to chat with her husband.

"What are you doing? Do you meet me anytime?"

After saying that, she also drew a smiley face on the immortal book divine mud.

A few days ago, she had a very nervous breakdown, but now she has been much more relaxed and has been in a much better mood.

Xue Yihan replied without any tacit understanding, "You go to bed first, I will hold you to bed later."

Ming Wuyan was depressed a little, and she threw away the immortal book god mud and ignored him.

Xue Yihan didn't wait for the Chaos Baby's answer, and a helpless smile streaked across the corner of his lips, and he also put away the immortal book divine mud.

Mo Xin, who was sitting opposite, was full of surprise when she saw her boss's gentle and helpless expression.

However, he had seen the eldest son spoil his wife before, and even he was recalled for the sake of that little girl.

"Boss, everyone will be held in March next year. At that time, it will be a biennial ranking open challenge. Do we want our people to participate?"

Xue Yihan glanced at Mo Xin, "Look at it then, I'll send someone to keep an eye on Nie Landuo. This woman is so weird recently..."

"Yes. Fanyi's side?"

"Find something for him to do, don't let him run to Fanmen all day! Other things will follow the original plan!" After Xue Yihan said this, the person disappeared.

It was getting late, and the Chaos Baby might have fallen asleep.

Seeing that the boss disappeared in a blink of an eye, Mo Xin left immediately.

A moment later, Xue Yihan appeared at Fan Yaoju, and the person sitting opposite him was Mr. Tong.

The two faced each other with a chessboard, one black and one white were already fighting, and both of them looked calm.

Seeing that the boy in front of him was quite calm, he held it in a long time before saying, "Boy, have you heard the plays of the head of Fanyin? Come and ask me?"

Xue Yihan raised his eyebrows, "I'm going to help my woman find a man, is this a joke?"

Old Tong laughed, "You kid, why are you anxious? Didn't I refuse for you? Who dares to steal a woman from you?"

"After playing this game, you can go to bed! I still have something to do!" Xue Yihan said lightly.

Old Tong smiled, "Finish it first, that girl is asleep, so let her have a good sleep!"

Xue Yi had a cold face and didn't say anything. He would hurt his woman himself!

However, Mr. Tong slept for too long a few days ago and had no sleepiness these days. According to what he thought, this game of chess should be able to play for three days and three nights.

However, the stinky brat in front of him took him a quarter of an hour, and there was no way, so he had to let him go.

Back at the residence of the Chaos Baby, Xue Yihan's mind suddenly relaxed. He gently removed his coat, went to bed, and carried the dazed Chaos Baby into his arms.

Ming Wuyan murmured unconsciously, "Senior Brother..."

Xue Yihan's movements paused, and a chill seemed to burst out from his heart...
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