Chapter 111 The Miserable Zhao Ming

"No problem, no problem..."

"Thank you, sir, thank you, sir..."

The two of them were not reluctant at all, and it was good enough to save their lives...

Xiao Fan smiled lightly and put the two storage bags in his arms. At this time, he looked like an ordinary handsome young man, without any fierce look just now...

Yang Qi and Ren Hao looked up, with a nervous face.

They were afraid that this evil star would turn against them.

"Why don't you get out? Do you want to stay for dinner?" Xiao Fan said lightly.

Hearing the other party's words, Yang Qi and Ren Hao were as if they had been pardoned.

Yang Qi was fine, just his arm was injured and he could walk freely.

And Ren Hao endured the severe pain in his chest, gritted his teeth and climbed up, turned around and ran.

Fearing that this evil star would regret it....

Watching the two leave, Xiao Fan suddenly thought of something and turned his head to look at Zhao Ming who was nailed to the ground by him.

Zhao Ming was a little scared by Xiao Fan's eyes...

He couldn't stop shaking...

"You, don't come over..."

Zhao Ming panicked, because Xiao Fan on the opposite side was walking towards him step by step with a playful look on his face.

"Jixian Sect does not allow fellow disciples to kill each other... You can't kill me..."

"Don't come over, I'm from the Zhao family..."

"If you kill me, the Zhao family will not let you go..."

"..."

Zhao Ming was already talking without thinking, yelling nervously.

Just seeing Xiao Fan defeat two people with half-step Tongtian strength so easily, he couldn't even think of resisting.

"It seems that your brain is far less useful than those two people just now..." Xiao Fan smiled faintly.

Yang Qi and Ren Hao were defeated by Xiao Fan, and they just begged for mercy, and would not threaten Xiao Fan with their family.

Because they could feel that Xiao Fan was not the kind of person who would be threatened, facing such a person. .

The more threats....

The faster you die...

Zhao Ming was already terrified. He felt the murderous aura emanating from Xiao Fan, which was so strong that it was suffocating.

At this moment, he understood that the other party had the intention to kill him.

"I was wrong, Xiao Fan, no... Sir, please forgive me."

Zhao Ming cried miserably. He wanted to kneel down to Xiao Fan, but unfortunately his thigh was nailed by the Panlong Spear and he couldn't even get up.

"Sir, I am just a dog. Please forgive me, please forgive me..."

Zhao Ming regretted it so much that he even wanted to die.

Xiao Fan looked at Zhao Ming coldly. In fact, he did have the intention to kill at that moment.

He hated others threatening him the most.

That's all.

"If this wasn't the Jixian Sect, you would definitely die today."

Xiao Fan looked at him with a calm gaze and said in a calm tone: "However, the death penalty can be exempted..."

After the voice fell, Xiao Fan moved and appeared in front of Zhao Ming.

Zhao Ming's face was full of fear...

Not knowing what Xiao Fan was going to do, he wanted to scream for mercy, but before he could scream.

Veins popped up on his face, and screams resounded all around!

"Ah~~!!"

At this time, Xiao Fan broke Zhao Ming's limbs with his feet, crushing the bones of his limbs.

The sound of "crackling" and "crackling" bones continued to come out along with Zhao Ming's screams.

It was creepy to hear....

Not far away, Yang Qi and Ren Hao, who had just jumped out of Xiao Fan's claws, heard the screams from behind.

They turned pale and looked back.

They were too familiar with this voice, it was Zhao Ming....

The two of them were full of resentment towards Zhao Ming. If it weren't for him, they wouldn't have ended up like this.

But after hearing the other's scream...

The two of them felt a little sympathy in their hearts...

After a while, Xiao Fan stopped and calmly looked at Zhao Ming, who was trembling on the ground like a puddle of mud, with fear on his face and twisted features.

He slowly pulled out the Panlong Spear that was inserted into the other's thigh.

He leaned over and took the storage bag from Zhao Ming and put it in his arms.

"You must cherish the opportunity to live, and I hope you will... not make mistakes in the future."

After saying that, Xiao Fan turned around and left, returning to the cave.

A villain like Zhao Ming was no threat to him.

If this was not the Jixian Sect, Zhao Ming would have been a corpse at this time.

Zhao Ming's face was full of fear... In addition to blood, his lower body was also accompanied by a fishy smell...

At this moment he felt it.

It's so good to be alive...

His limbs were all shattered, and his storage bag was taken away by Xiao Fan...

There was no one around, and the instinct for survival made Zhao Ming grit his teeth and crawl like a snake.

The body of a cultivator is far superior to that of an ordinary person, so this kind of crawling is just slower, nothing else.

As for the shattered bones in his body, he can gradually recover after taking some elixirs...

However, the shadow in my heart will probably never go away in my lifetime.

As for Zhao Ming lying outside the cave.

Xiao Fan was in no mood to care about his life or death.

He returned to the secret room and opened the three storage bags in a good mood.

Yang Qi and Ren Hao had a lot of wealth. The two storage bags together contained two thousand spirit stones, a bunch of magic tools, elixirs and the like.

Zhao Ming was a little poorer, but he also had five hundred spirit stones and some sundries.

After sorting out his things, Xiao Fan counted his wealth.

He already had more than six thousand spirit stones on him.

And the disciple jade cards of Yang Qi and the other two were also here, and the contribution points in them could also be transferred...