Chapter 508 is quite sentimental
When everyone had dinner together in the evening, Qiao Cian and the others already knew about the witchcraft necklace from Xiao Lin and the others.
Knowing that Yang Fan was going to catch the real culprit at night, Qiao Cian was the first to raise his hand, "Master Patriarch, I want to go with you to catch the real culprit!"
Ma Bingliang answered quickly and unhurriedly, "I have been exposed to the art of witchcraft and poison before when I was traveling abroad, and I know how to deal with them."
"Senior brother, you don't need to go to so much trouble, a Sky Thunder Talisman can solve it," Yan Qing looked at Yang Fan, his eyes flashing with fighting spirit, "Master Patriarch, I feel that the Sky Thunder Talisman I drew recently has improved again, I can take advantage of this. Give it a chance to try it out.”
Xiao Lin hurriedly raised her hand, "I'll go too, I'll go too."
Xiao Lin and Fu Cancan looked at each other, with the word "want to go" written all over them.
Although they couldn't help much, they still wanted to see the scene and step on the man when he was caught.
Qi Ming sat next to Yang Fan and glanced at everyone with a calm gaze, "We will act tonight. That place is thousands of miles away. Which of you can go there by yourself?"
Thousands of miles away, except for him and Yang Fan, who could tear apart the space and teleport there, no one could do it.
The dining table fell silent for an instant.
Several people looked at Qi Ming with unwilling and shocked eyes, "Master Patriarch, although this is a fact, is it really okay for you to say it so directly?"
Fu Cancan sighed inwardly. The Taoist priests couldn't go, so she and Xiao Lin couldn't go either.
Although she couldn't go, Xiao Lin felt a little disappointed, but as a CP fan, she couldn't help but look at Qi Ming's expressionless face with a hint of pride, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help rising.
Before she lost control of her expression, she quickly lowered her head and took big mouthfuls of the food in the bowl.
Her behavior seemed to the people on the side that she was disappointed because she could not follow Yang Fan out. Duan Qinghua comforted her softly, "It's okay, we will go together next time we have a chance."
Xiao Lin was immersed in her own thoughts, not hearing what he was saying at all, and nodded randomly.
Taoist priest Xuan Yue glanced at Qi Ming, with emotions hidden in his eyes that others could not understand. He turned his head and smiled to comfort the others, "It's okay. We will go out together later. We are too busy today."
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Xiao Mu looked back at Xiao Xiao and said, "Yes, there will be opportunities in the future."
"Xiao Xiao and Xiao Qiao will go with me tonight, and the others will stay at home," Yang Fan, who had been silent all this time, said while picking up food for the little white tiger next to him, "We will leave after dinner."
Hearing this, everyone's eyes fell on Yang Fan. They were happy, excited, disappointed and disbelieving.
Qiao Cian said excitedly, "Okay, Master Patriarch!"
Xiao Xiao smiled widely and nodded heavily, "Master Patriarch, I will eat quickly!"
Although Yan Qing and Ma Bingliang were a little disappointed that their ancestor would not take them, they were happy that Qiao Ci'an and Xiao Xiao could go with their ancestor.
Yan Qing glanced towards Qi Ming with a hint of schadenfreude in his eyes.
Oh, I think they are not capable enough, but you, old man, are capable enough. It is a pity that the ancestor will not lead you.
Suddenly, Qi Ming looked over at him, his eyes cold. Yan Qing, who was caught, didn't feel guilty at all. He picked up the food in front of him and took a bite as if nothing had happened.
Qi Ming withdrew his gaze and looked at Yang Fan again, with a bit of grievance in his eyes, "Bringing people through space consumes a lot of spiritual energy, so I'd better go with you."
"It's okay," Yang Fan said nonchalantly, "The main thing is that the two of them did it, and I watched from the side."
The injury she suffered last time when she went to the Netherworld Abyss has already recovered to some extent. There is no problem at all in taking the two juniors there. Moreover, she feels a familiar aura from the witchcraft, so she has to go there in person. have a look.
Qiao Cian was full of fighting spirit, "Master Qi Ming, don't worry. He is just an evil cultivator who knows the art of witchcraft. Don't worry."
Xiao Lin said firmly, "Yes, Grandmaster Qi Ming, don't worry, we will protect Grandmaster Qi Ming!"
Hearing her talk about protecting Yang Fan, several elders couldn't help laughing and looked at her with a smile.
Yang Fan raised his eyebrows proudly, "Did you see that? Xiao Xiao said he would protect me."
Xiao Xiao's face turned pink shyly, but her eyes remained firm. She would protect her master!
Qi Ming laughed angrily, and the words of complaint were already on his lips, but seeing the girl's determination and bravery and Yang Fan's unconditional trust, he swallowed those words back.
There was a sour feeling in her heart, she believed that none of them believed him.
As soon as this sour feeling arose, Qi Ming's heart trembled suddenly.
No, why does he feel this way? ! He looked at Yang Fan's side face with an incomprehensible expression.
At this time, Yang Fan suddenly turned his head to look at him, and their eyes met unexpectedly in the air.
"Eldest nephew, don't be too sad. You will have a chance to perform next time."
Yang Fan kindly picked up the chicken legs from the plate of chicken in front of him. The eyes of everyone else at the dinner table unconsciously fell on Yang Fan's chopsticks.
Watch as she picks up the chicken legs and sends them in the direction of Qi Ming Bowl.
Qi Ming's eyes followed her movements, and the corners of his mouth rose unconsciously. She gave him... vegetables? !
The chicken legs that were about to fall into his bowl suddenly changed direction and quickly fell into Yang Fan's bowl.
Others: "..."
Qi Ming: "???"
"The chicken legs are still delicious!" Yang Fan took a big bite.
The little white tiger next to him let out a cry, his eyes staring straight at the drumstick in Yang Fan's hand.
Yang Fan ruthlessly pushed its head into the bowl, "I'll eat yours, and you'll still be thinking about my chicken legs."
The little white tiger whimpered unconvinced and accepted his fate and ate the vegetables in his bowl obediently.
Yang Fan seemed to notice something. He raised his head and saw everyone looking at her with complicated eyes, looking confused.
"Why are you looking at me? Are you not going to eat?"
If she doesn't eat it, the rest will be hers.
The corners of Qi Ming's mouth twitched crazily, "...I thought you would give me this chicken leg."
Yang Fan glanced at him in surprise, "Nephew, you are quite capable of being sentimental."
Qi Ming:……
Is it because he is being sentimental or is she teasing him on purpose? !
ah!
Qi Ming clenched the chopsticks in his hand angrily, and with a click, the wooden chopsticks were broken into two halves.
"Break my chopsticks!" Yang Fan's eyes suddenly turned cold, "Pay money!"
Qi Ming gritted his teeth and said, "It's just a pair of chopsticks, I'll pay you."
"Here, a pair of chopsticks is fifty, pay in RMB."
Yang Fan quickly placed the payment code in front of Qi Ming.
"..." Qi Ming took a deep breath, "I have no money."
Others noticed something was wrong in the atmosphere and did not dare to watch the excitement. They quickly lowered their heads and began to eat their own meals.
They were afraid that a fight between the two bosses would affect them.
Although Xiao Muhui had just arrived, he could feel that Yang Fan and the others were arguing, not really angry.
Like the others, he lowered his head to eat, still holding back a smile.
Ma Bingliang couldn't bear to see his idol being treated like this. He was about to say that he helped Qi Ming pay for it, but the next second he had a chopstick stuffed in his mouth.
"Brother, try this dish, it's delicious." Yan Qing said.
Ma Bingliang: "...???"
"How dare you break my chopsticks when you don't have money? You're so mean." Yang Fan snorted coldly, "I will wash dishes for a day tomorrow and I'll treat you as compensation."
Qi Ming: "...Okay."