"It wasn't you Holy Light Cult disciples who captured me?"
Yang Fan countered with a question.
At that time, he was seriously injured and fleeing for his life.
He was spotted by disciples of the Holy Light Cult and immediately arrested... What could he do?
"Let me see your true face."
The Holy One did not dwell on the matter and continued.
"no."
"Why?"
"Because... I'm very handsome! I'm afraid that if you see me, you'll fall in love with me."
"roll!"
"Okay!"
"Stop right there!"
"Your Majesty, is there anything else?"
Just as Yang Fan was about to slip away, the Holy Venerable called him back.
He turned his head and looked at the woman in front of him with an innocent expression.
The Holy Venerable's pretty face turned ashen, perhaps from anger at this guy; her delicate shoulders trembled slightly, and her full breasts heaved violently!
"You really think I wouldn't dare kill you?"
Suddenly, the Holy Venerable's face turned cold, and his words were full of threats.
"It's nothing. Last time in the main hall of Tianzun Peak, I almost died at the hands of you, you stinking woman."
"Anyway, I'm powerless against you. You can kill me if you want, no need to threaten me."
Yang Fan couldn't stand the woman, Saint Venerable, who had a sour face and an arrogant demeanor.
It's like someone owes her two million.
Most importantly, they even threatened him!
With whom?
Yang Fan steeled himself and adopted a "what's the use" attitude.
The Holy Venerable blushed instantly when confronted by this guy, and an extremely terrifying aura erupted from his body.
Whack! Whack!
Yang Fan was so shocked by the aura that he took several steps back.
He was injured in a fight with his senior brother Zhang Chao.
At this moment, he was suddenly struck by the domineering aura emanating from the Holy Venerable, which aggravated his injuries, and blood spilled from the corner of his mouth again.
However, Yang Fan showed no fear on his face, and looked at the Holy Venerable with a defiant expression.
Today, he has made up his mind.
There are only two possible outcomes.
Either that wretched woman will kill him.
Either she'll back down first!
You can't expect to treat him like a servant and scold him all you want; he'd have to fawn over you and fawn over you. No way!
The atmosphere was somber and oppressive.
The Holy Venerable's expression was extremely unpleasant!
Neither of them spoke again.
After a long while, the domineering and icy aura emanating from the Holy Venerable slowly dissipated.
Yang Fan secretly breathed a sigh of relief!
Looks like he won his gamble... This woman is cold on the outside but warm on the inside; she can't bear to kill him.
"I'm warning you, if you dare to reveal any secrets about our Holy Light Cult, you're dead!"
Suddenly, the Holy Venerable, with a cold expression, issued a warning.
"The secrets of the Holy Light Cult? What secrets? I don't know anything about them!"
Yang Fan was completely bewildered, utterly clueless.
That stinking woman, the Holy Venerable, is talking nonsense.
Did this woman tell him any secrets of the Holy Light Cult?
How could he not know!
The Holy Venerable's pretty face stiffened, a blush spreading across her cheeks, and she gritted her teeth, saying, "The 'Phoenix Dance Nine Heavens Technique' within your body!"
"Phoenix Dance Nine Heavens Technique?" Yang Fan stared at her with wide eyes.
The Holy One offered no further explanation and stormed off.
Whether intentionally or accidentally, she stepped heavily on Yang Fan's foot as she walked past him.
"Hiss! You wretched woman...you're utterly ungrateful!"
Yang Fan gasped in pain and pointed at her back, cursing.
The Holy Venerable paused, barely suppressing the urge to turn back and kill him, and quickened his pace to leave.
The dignified Holy Light Sect leader was being cursed at by a mere brat who kept calling her a "stinky woman."
If it were someone else... they would have died ten thousand times over!
"The secret of the Holy Light Cult... the Phoenix Dance Nine Heavens Technique?"
"What...does this mean? Didn't she send it to me?"
"Wait! Could it be... could it be... I understand!"
After the Holy Venerable left, Yang Fan pondered the meaning behind her words.
A moment later, he suddenly realized something, his eyes widened in disbelief.
Could it be that the "Phoenix Dance Nine Heavens Technique" in his body was absorbed from her body when he was being ravaged by this vile woman?
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