Chapter: 1359
Seeing these three thousand-year-old elixir, Ji Fan's heart was overjoyed.
Mountain darkly, vista.
Originally, I heard Mr. Qiao say that there are no elixir of ten thousand years on the market, but I never thought that in a blink of an eye, I got three plants from this guy.
At this moment, Ji Fan squinted his eyes and looked at Paul. In his eyes, light flashed constantly, making Paul tremble with fright.
"Mr. Ji, I... can I leave now?"
Hearing this, Ji Fan smiled faintly:
"I can let you go today, but I want you to send me 30 thousand-year-old elixir within a month. If you lose one, your fate will be miserable."
While speaking, Ji Fan flicked his fingers, and an aura penetrated Paul's forehead.
Paul was so frightened that he almost collapsed to the ground.
"You... what did you do to me?"
Ji Fan smiled lightly:
"It's nothing, just planted a gadget in your head. Within a month, if you don't come to me, just go to your dear Holy Angel."
Hearing this, Paul's face became extremely pale.
"Thirty...I..."
"how?"
Ji Fan raised his eyebrows.
Paul didn't dare to say anything more. He immediately called for the next person and carried him away sullenly.
Seeing Paul leave, Mr. Qiao hurriedly came to Ji Fan and said:
"Mr. Ji, let him go like this, in case he..."
Although Mr. Qiao hasn't finished speaking, the meaning is obvious.
He was afraid that Paul had called the Church of the Holy Angels to take revenge.
Ji Fan heard the words and smiled faintly.
"No, this kind of person cherishes his life, and those who cherish his life will not make fun of their own life."
"Take 10,000 steps back, if he really brought people here, then it's just right, kill them, and the elixir I want will be there."
"..."
Hearing this, Mr. Qiao was dumbfounded.
...
On the other hand, after Paul left Qiao's house in embarrassment, he asked his subordinates to carry him directly into a church on the outskirts of Bacheng.
"Help me, save me..."
Paul growled loudly.
Hearing Paul's roar, several magicians in robes hurried out.
A white-haired old man headed among them said with a look of surprise.
"Vice President, who are you?"
"Don't fucking talk nonsense, save me first, my leg is broken."
Paul growled.
Hearing this, the white-haired magician nodded quickly and began to cast magic.
As the recovery magic penetrated into Paul's legs, his broken bones began to recover at a speed visible to the naked eye.
As the pain in his body disappeared little by little, Paul's eyes were scarlet.
"Damn people of the Dragon Kingdom, I want you to pay a painful price. I want you to become a sacrifice to Lord Green Goblin and spend eternity in torture."
"Vice President, your legs are already healed."
At this time, the white-haired magician came over and said respectfully.
Hearing this, Paul moved his legs, and sure enough, his legs had completely recovered.
At this time, Paul closed his eyes and used his mental power to start to investigate his head.
Soon, he found something like a water drop in his head.
This thing was the spiritual seed that Ji Fan had shot into his head.
After finding this thing, Paul immediately motivated his spiritual power to annihilate this spiritual power seed.
However, after a tossing, he only felt that his head was about to explode, but the spiritual power seed remained motionless.
In desperation, Paul quickly pointed to his head and said to the white-haired magician:
"That damned Dragon Country man also got a little something in my head, get it out for me."
Hearing this, the white-haired magician hurriedly started casting spells.
However, half an hour later, the white-haired magician was sweating profusely.
"Vice President, with my ability, I can't clear that thing."
Hearing this, Paul roared.
"waste!"
"Where's my cousin? Please come over."
"Master President is not back yet."
"Fake!"
"As soon as my cousin came back, he immediately told him about my situation and asked him to save me."
"Yes Yes Yes……"
The white-haired magician quickly agreed. JrNovels.com
Mountain darkly, vista.
Originally, I heard Mr. Qiao say that there are no elixir of ten thousand years on the market, but I never thought that in a blink of an eye, I got three plants from this guy.
At this moment, Ji Fan squinted his eyes and looked at Paul. In his eyes, light flashed constantly, making Paul tremble with fright.
"Mr. Ji, I... can I leave now?"
Hearing this, Ji Fan smiled faintly:
"I can let you go today, but I want you to send me 30 thousand-year-old elixir within a month. If you lose one, your fate will be miserable."
While speaking, Ji Fan flicked his fingers, and an aura penetrated Paul's forehead.
Paul was so frightened that he almost collapsed to the ground.
"You... what did you do to me?"
Ji Fan smiled lightly:
"It's nothing, just planted a gadget in your head. Within a month, if you don't come to me, just go to your dear Holy Angel."
Hearing this, Paul's face became extremely pale.
"Thirty...I..."
"how?"
Ji Fan raised his eyebrows.
Paul didn't dare to say anything more. He immediately called for the next person and carried him away sullenly.
Seeing Paul leave, Mr. Qiao hurriedly came to Ji Fan and said:
"Mr. Ji, let him go like this, in case he..."
Although Mr. Qiao hasn't finished speaking, the meaning is obvious.
He was afraid that Paul had called the Church of the Holy Angels to take revenge.
Ji Fan heard the words and smiled faintly.
"No, this kind of person cherishes his life, and those who cherish his life will not make fun of their own life."
"Take 10,000 steps back, if he really brought people here, then it's just right, kill them, and the elixir I want will be there."
"..."
Hearing this, Mr. Qiao was dumbfounded.
...
On the other hand, after Paul left Qiao's house in embarrassment, he asked his subordinates to carry him directly into a church on the outskirts of Bacheng.
"Help me, save me..."
Paul growled loudly.
Hearing Paul's roar, several magicians in robes hurried out.
A white-haired old man headed among them said with a look of surprise.
"Vice President, who are you?"
"Don't fucking talk nonsense, save me first, my leg is broken."
Paul growled.
Hearing this, the white-haired magician nodded quickly and began to cast magic.
As the recovery magic penetrated into Paul's legs, his broken bones began to recover at a speed visible to the naked eye.
As the pain in his body disappeared little by little, Paul's eyes were scarlet.
"Damn people of the Dragon Kingdom, I want you to pay a painful price. I want you to become a sacrifice to Lord Green Goblin and spend eternity in torture."
"Vice President, your legs are already healed."
At this time, the white-haired magician came over and said respectfully.
Hearing this, Paul moved his legs, and sure enough, his legs had completely recovered.
At this time, Paul closed his eyes and used his mental power to start to investigate his head.
Soon, he found something like a water drop in his head.
This thing was the spiritual seed that Ji Fan had shot into his head.
After finding this thing, Paul immediately motivated his spiritual power to annihilate this spiritual power seed.
However, after a tossing, he only felt that his head was about to explode, but the spiritual power seed remained motionless.
In desperation, Paul quickly pointed to his head and said to the white-haired magician:
"That damned Dragon Country man also got a little something in my head, get it out for me."
Hearing this, the white-haired magician hurriedly started casting spells.
However, half an hour later, the white-haired magician was sweating profusely.
"Vice President, with my ability, I can't clear that thing."
Hearing this, Paul roared.
"waste!"
"Where's my cousin? Please come over."
"Master President is not back yet."
"Fake!"
"As soon as my cousin came back, he immediately told him about my situation and asked him to save me."
"Yes Yes Yes……"
The white-haired magician quickly agreed. JrNovels.com
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