Chapter 365: Drunkard

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Chapter 365: Drunkard

From the capital of the Fire Emperor, the house given to Xiao Fan by the Fire Emperor.

"Grandpa, why hasn't Xiao Fan come back? Half a month has passed." Qin Mengdie sat at a stone table in a courtyard with a warm and angry expression on his face.

Crazy Wolf brought them here and let it go.

This is nothing, but Xiao Fan just disappeared out of thin air, which made her very upset, this is not a polite way to treat people.

"Maybe senior brother is busy with some things." Qin Mo frowned, he had a bad premonition in his heart.

The last time Xiao Fan offended Emperor An Yao, after which Xiao Fan disappeared out of thin air, it is impossible that there is nothing tricky about it.

Not only were they anxious, Crazy Wolf was even more worried. He secretly went back to the arena of life and death several times, and left after finding out that Xiao Fan had won that day.

He disappeared for half a month, and the Arena of Life and Death will definitely be held accountable. Today is the final deadline, and if he doesn't show up, it will be equivalent to ruining the life-and-death agreement of the Arena of Life and Death.

At that time, the Arena of Life and Death will definitely track down the identity of the ghost, and with the background of the Arena of Life and Death, Xiao Fan will soon be tracked down.

Even if Xiao Fan is still alive, he will definitely die by then.

"My lord, you must come back today." Seeing that the sun had almost risen to the center, Crazy Wolf became more and more anxious.

"Little wolf, Brother Xiao hasn't come back yet?" Yi Yun's voice came from the door, followed by Elder Xiang and Master Wenfang.

In the attic, there was a cyan stone lion. Xiao Fan bid one million middle-grade soul stones and successfully bought it.

"No." Crazy Wolf cherishes words like gold.

"Don't worry, brother Xiao must have something to do. There is still half a month before the assessment of the Battle Soul Academy, and it's still early." Xiang Rong comforted.

He was not at peace in his heart, he was waiting for Xiao Fan to join the Spirit Hall, if Xiao Fan had an accident, it would definitely be a loss to Battle Soul Academy.

Several people had a guess in their minds, that Xiao Fan might have been assassinated by someone sent by Emperor An Yao, but no one wanted to believe this result.

"That's right, with Brother Xiao's strength, it's impossible for anyone to deal with him silently." Master Wenfang also nodded.

At this moment, there were two men in black robes sitting on top of a restaurant next to the attic. If Xiao Fan were here, he would definitely be able to recognize one of them, isn't it An Lan, the apprentice of Emperor An Yao?

"Brother, Xiao Fan hasn't shown up for half a month, so he hid on purpose?" An Lan sat there and looked coldly at the attic opposite, another man in black said.

The man in black is An Hai's second junior brother, An Hai, who is also a sixth-grade pharmacist. He was the other person who followed An Yaohuang that day.

"Perhaps, but he has offended a lot of people, and they may be dead." An Lan's eyes were extremely cold.

"This kid is too arrogant. He deserves his death. It just so happens that we don't need to take action." An Hai said coldly, with a hint of murderous intent in his eyes.

"Keep watching. This kid is very evil. If he appears, we will have to think of countermeasures." An Lan said in a serious voice.

"Brother, why didn't Master let us find someone from the Blood Building to assassinate Xiao Fan? With the strength of the Blood Building, it must be very easy to kill him, and besides, we can't be found." An Hai asked suspiciously.

An Lan held a teacup and trembled slightly. An Hai continued: "I know what Master is worried about. He is afraid that the mission of the Blood Building will fail and that he will lose face by revealing our information. But, with the strength of the Blood Building, do you think Will he still be able to kill Xiao Fan?"

An Lan frowned, obviously a little tempted.

"What's more, the Blood Building never reveals the information of the employer, even if it is dead, otherwise, the Blood Building would not become one of the three major killer organizations in the Soul Continent." An Hai hit the rails while it was hot.

"What if the master blames him?" An Lan has always listened to An Yaohuang since childhood, and dared not disobey his master in anything.

"Even if Master blames you, at worst, I found someone to do it." An Hai patted his chest and said, "Brother, you are Master's favorite disciple, and no one in the entire Lihuo Emperor will give you face, so Xiao Fan dares to ride If you piss on your brother's head, he must die!"

Hearing this, An Lan also became angry, the cup in her hand slammed into powder, and said coldly: "Junior brother, you have a way to contact the people in the blood building."

"I know, just let me handle this matter." An Haidan smiled, then stood up, turned around and left the restaurant.

Almost at the same time, tens of miles away from the Fire Emperor's Capital, there was a secluded valley, in the valley, there was a small green lake, and beside the lake was a dilapidated thatched house.

On the boulder in front of the thatched house, a thin figure sat cross-legged, and there was a fierce aura blooming around him.

A dead leaf floated from a distance, when it approached Xiao Fan, the dead leaf stopped suddenly, as if being lifted by a force.

A breeze blew past, and the dead leaf remained motionless, which was extremely strange.

call!

Suddenly, the figure suddenly opened his eyes, and two substantial rays of light shot out, peerless and fierce, the dead leaf suddenly left with a puff, and drifted not far away again.

"It's not bad." At this time, a slightly hoarse voice sounded, and a slovenly figure slowly approached. It was an old man with a stooped figure and a limp while walking, but his eyes were extremely clear.

"Thank you senior for your guidance, Xiao Fan is grateful for your disrespect." The figure quickly stood up and saluted the sloppy old man opposite him.

That's right, the thin figure was exactly Xiao Fan. After being severely injured by Bai Wuchang that day, he was rescued by the sloppy old man, and he was also taught how to control the killing momentum and killing intent. Xiao Fan was naturally grateful.

"You don't have to thank me, if you have time, just give the old man a jug of good wine." The sloppy old man waved his hands, then took the wine gourd from his waist and threw it to Xiao Fan.

Xiao Fan felt weird for a while, although he didn't know why the old man would save him, but he could feel that the old man really had no malice.

"Fill the jug and bring it to me when the time comes. I'll be at the gate of Nancheng." The sloppy old man smiled.

"Senior is good wine, I have a little bit of it, I don't know if senior likes it or not?" Xiao Fan took out the remaining half jar of Ice Fire Snake Scale Wine from the soul ring.

Although he felt that the sloppy old man did not have any fluctuations in soul power, Xiao Fan believed in his own eyesight, this old man was definitely not simple.

If he can give some pointers, there will definitely be fewer bumps in the road of cultivation in the future.

Just as Xiao Fan patted the mud seal open, the wine jug had already appeared in the arms of the sloppy old man. He picked up the jar and poured it into his mouth.

After a few breaths, the sloppy old man hiccupped, with a rosy face, and laughed loudly: "Good wine, I haven't had such good wine for a long time, young man, next time the wine you give me must not Worse than this, remember to fill the gourd."

"Definitely." Xiao Fan smiled and said after a pause: "Senior, I'm going back to Lihuo Emperor Capital, why don't you go back with me?"

"No need, the old man is used to being alone." The sloppy old man refused without hesitation.

Xiao Fan had no choice but to knock sideways and said: "Dare to ask senior's name."

"Is the name important? You go, as long as you have wine, you can find me." A trace of displeasure flashed in the sloppy old man's eyes.

"The junior bid farewell." Xiao Fan saluted slightly, turned around and prepared to leave.

"By the way, you can call the old drunkard." Xiao Fan had just walked a few steps when the sloppy old man called out again.

But when Xiao Fan turned around, the sloppy old man had disappeared, as if he had never appeared before.

"Drunkard? Doesn't the drunkard mean to drink?" Xiao Fan squinted his eyes, feeling more and more that this old man is not simple.