Fish swimming around the world

It's doable... If that's the case, if you catch someone who has achieved true heaven, the effect may be very great. To a certain extent, it can almost open up a new situation...

The more I think about it, the more excited I become...

Until a burst of laughter woke him up——

"Hahaha, Jiang Fan! You finally fell into the hands of me, Sikong Yu!"

A cloud of gray mist came to the scene through the forest and rocks, and instantly transformed into Sikong Yu's appearance. Although only a third of his face was left, you could still see the joy flashing in his single eye, and you could even feel his almost madness. carefree.

Jiang Fan was eating chicken. He just raised his head and glanced at him, then shook his head and continued.

In Sikong Yu's view, this move was undoubtedly a sign of great contempt. He immediately became furious and a yellow light flashed in his eyes: "Jiang Fan, it seems that you still don't know your situation."

After saying that, he reached out and grabbed Jiang Fan.

However, Xiang Yinghong popped out a chicken bone and knocked it away.

Sikong Yu was stunned: "Aunt..."

Xiang Yinghong pointed to the side: "Stand there, don't touch a hair on his head without my instructions."

Sikong Yu was stunned: "Aunt, he is..."

Xiang Yinghong's long eyebrows raised: "Huh?"

Sikong Yu seemed to be extremely afraid of her and shrank back: "Yes..."

He turned around and gave Jiang Fan a cold look and stood aside.

Jiang Fan was too lazy to talk to him. He didn't wash his hands until he finished eating the chicken, and lay comfortably on the big rock to watch the stars.

However, he could feel that Sikong Yu's eyes never left him for a moment, full of anger, resentment, and endless murderous intent.

"Sikong..." Jiang Fan didn't look at him and just said lightly: "You hate me?"

Sikong Yu's eyes flickered and he said nothing.

"Haha... I know." Jiang Fan thought to himself: "But do you remember, I said at the beginning, don't provoke me, but you, again and again, endlessly, to be honest, you should be lucky to be able to Live till now.”

"Jiang Fan..." Sikong Yu finally couldn't help but speak: "You took away everything from me and destroyed the hundreds of years of foundation of our Sikong family..."

Jiang Fan snorted softly: "You will not survive if you do it yourself."

"Now, you are the one who cannot survive. If you fall into our hands, your life will be worse than death!" Sikong Yu said coldly.

Jiang Fan sat up, looked at him, and shook his head: "Why are there still no progress at all? Thank you for finding such a powerful person as your master. Mud can't hold up the wall."

"You...!" Sikong Yu was furious and seemed to want to take action, but he did not dare to disobey Xiang Yinghong's order.

At this moment, Xiang Yinghong also finished eating: "It's delicious and rich. I, the owner of this valley, have never eaten such delicious chicken. Xiaoyao Food God is well-deserved."

Jiang Fan smiled: "It's fine if you like me, but your nephew really doesn't like me very much."

Xiang Yinghong looked at Sikong Yu: "Humph! Idiot. Jiang Xiaoyao is right, you are a waste."

Sikong Yu's face turned red and his body was trembling, but he did not dare to argue.

"What, you're still not convinced?" Xiang Yinghong sneered: "I have suffered countless losses from the same person, but I only know how to vent my resentment. Where is my brain? How can a person be successful if he is influenced by his emotions? The Sikong family is in your hands. It’s inevitable to get to where we are today.”

Sikong Yu lowered his head and said nothing.

Xiang Yinghong snorted: "Jiang Fan is useful to me. Remember my words and don't touch a hair on his face. Otherwise, you know the consequences."

"Yes..." Sikong Yu almost squeezed out the word through his teeth.

Xiang Yinghong frowned: "I'm still not angry. In that case..."

She whispered: "Go chop down a tree and make a back chair."

Sikong Yu was stunned.

Xiang Yinghong pointed at Jiang Fan: "Carry him."

Sikong Yu's face suddenly became bloodshot: "Why, why!"

Jiang Fan smiled: "Sikong, can't you tell? Your aunt is trying to temper your temper. This is for your own good. Go quickly, haha..."

Jiang Fan's mocking and teasing made Sikong Yu breathe out fire from one eye, and his whole aura fluctuated, as if he was about to explode.

But in the end, under Xiang Yinghong's cold eyes, he still made two chairs. At dawn, Jiang Fan and Xiang Yinghong sat on one side, while Sikong Yu carried them on their way like a porter.

Jiang Fan has never sat on such an interesting thing in his whole life, so he couldn't help but laugh: "The owner of the valley has ideas and will enjoy it."

Xiang Yinghong chuckled: "Then enjoy it, after all, you don't have much time left."

Jiang Fan hummed: "As long as I have the ability, I can die peacefully."

Xiang Yinghong glanced at him with a strange expression: "Jiang Xiaolang, do you know that you look a lot like him?"

"Who?" Jiang Fan was stunned for a moment, and then realized that she should be talking about the scholar.

"Haha, this can't change my life."

"He is also a very talented, handsome man, but you are a bit different. He is very infatuated, and you suck."

Jiang Fan pinched his nose: "This is called passion..."

"Duoqing? What did you say? Duoqing has been full of hatred since ancient times. It's a pity that those in your family have to live as widowers."

Jiang Fan smiled softly: "If I die, I'm afraid you won't survive. No one can escape the pursuit of Dao Zun, Sun Laoyao and the Empress, not even Taihua Shengzun."

"Haha? Threatening me?" Xiang Yinghong didn't take it seriously: "After this matter is over, the master of this valley will go to the heaven and ask them to go to the heaven to find me."

Jiang Fan scratched his head: "So I was planning to run away. By the way, how do I get up to this heaven?"

"No need to ask, I don't know either, but I can tell you that unless there is a celestial being to guide you to the heaven, no matter how powerful your cultivation is, you can't go up."

Jiang Fan thought for a while: "You know, I have always believed that the so-called heaven outside the sky is just an extremely strange secret realm, and I never believe in the existence of the so-called heaven. In this case, I believe that they can always find a place to live in the world."

Xiang Yinghong shook his head: "Jiang Fan, you know too little about the heaven. It is really... above the nine heavens, not a so-called secret realm."

Jiang Fan's eyes flickered slightly: "You Are you sure you believe this?"

"There is no need for the Peach Blossom God to deceive me, so, Jiang Fan, you die and there will be no follow-up."

Seeing that he could not get anything out of him, Jiang Fan could only sigh: "Well, it seems that this young master will die young, alas, he has not yet married..."

Xiang Yinghong chuckled: "It doesn't matter, aunt, I will kill a few young girls and marry you in the underworld."

Jiang Fan pouted: "Thank you."

Sikong Yu's steps became a little lighter at this moment. He probably understood that Jiang Fan must die, but he is still useful for the time being.

Jiang Fan was very unhappy and swung the bamboo pole to hit him on the buttocks: "Be steady, you are a donkey, jumping up and down."

Xiang Yinghong laughed.

Sikong Yu's cultivation is indeed impressive. The strange art of Nanjiang is very weird, and it actually allowed him to leap to a high position in the holy realm in a short time. Therefore, the journey was also very fast.

Fourteen days later, the three arrived at the coast of the South China Sea.