Liang Miaoke looks like an iceberg beauty on weekdays, but she doesn’t look like a girl at the age of her old age.

Seeing Yang Fan's appearance, Liang Miaoke gradually calmed down, but his face was full of serious expressions, and he no longer looked at Yang Fan.

Seeing that Liang Miao was really angry, Yang Fan would certainly not be so stupid that he would provoke her in anger, so he closed his mouth and stopped provoking Liang Miaoke.

In the later period, Yang Fan took advantage of the game that had not yet begun and tried his best to repair the internal injuries in his body.

As the time for the Poison King Hall inheritance competition was approaching, all the villages inside the barren mountain began to become busy.

In the deserted mountains, the poison gods in the poison king shop are the beliefs of the people. Every poison refiner in the deserted mountains pursues his lifelong pursuit to get the poison king's secrets.

At this moment, the warriors in the barren mountain in every village are taking advantage of the time to prepare for the competition nervously.

Yang Fan was very anxious at this moment, although he knew before leaving that Leng Qingyue would not be in danger of life within one month.

But Yang Fan was very worried. Can Leng Qingyue's body withstand the invasion of toxins? If this game is not played yet, will the best treatment time be delayed?

But no matter what, this is a major event in the barren mountain area after all, and as an outsider, he could not control the process of this matter at all.

However, the people in ** Village were obviously more anxious than Yang Fan, and they were also anxiously waiting for the start of the competition.

With the anticipation of the masters in various villages, on the fourth day after Yang Fan arrived in Wu Fengchun, the inheritor competition in the barren mountain area, which was once every five years, finally slowly kicked off.

Four days later, under the leadership of Liang Miaoke, Yang Fan and his group arrived at the village center of Wufeng Village.

At this moment, Liang Hucheng had already brought all the participating team members from Wufeng Village to gather in the village. Yang Fan looked at it roughly. The strength of these participating villagers was still good, and two of them were even able to match Liang Miao.

Very comparable.

One of them was Du Pengfei, who received him when Yang Fan entered Wufeng Village. Yang Fan did not pay much attention to these young people in Wufeng Village. Instead, it was an old man around Liang Hucheng.

, which attracted Yang Fan's attention.

The old man looked very ordinary and there was nothing very attractive. He was wearing ordinary barren mountain clothes, but Yang Fan felt strong pressure from him.

It seemed that he could also feel Yang Fan's gaze. The old man nodded slightly to Yang Fan, his eyes full of surprise.

"The old man you see is the elder of our Wufeng Village and the elder Hurricane. This time we went to participate in the competition, he led the team."

Seeing Yang Fan's curiosity, Liang Miaoke whispered to him from the side.

Yang Fan's eyes narrowed slightly. Liang Miaoru once told him that the name of the Hurricane Elder was the strongest in Wufeng Village and one of the seven elders in the Poison King Hall. His martial arts strength was unpredictable.

.

Yang Fan could feel that the strength of this Hurricane Elder was not much worse than that of himself.

"Everyone has arrived, let's go."

Liang Hucheng issued an order to set off, and everyone set out toward the destination except for the entrance of the village.

The place for this competition is in the depths of the barren mountains and in a valley not far from each village. When Yang Fan and his group arrived at their destination, many people had gathered here.

"Is this the place for the competition?"

Yang Fan came to a supreme point and looked at the dense forest ahead, and asked Liang Miaoke in surprise.

"Yes, every expert in the village will move forward from here and pass through the jungle in front. Whoever arrives at the Poison King Valley first gets the token of the contestant can get the entry into the Poison King Hall to receive the Poison King secret book

Chance."

Liang Miaoke's face was solemn, and he looked at Yang Fan and continued to instruct: "This jungle was passed down from ancient times, and it was full of dangers. Even if I go in, I will encounter dangers. There are countless poisonous insects and poisonous substances here.

And you have to be careful that people from other villages will attack you, so be sure to pay attention to safety."

Yang Fan nodded gently, and the expression on his face was also very solemn, and he couldn't help but increase his vigilance.

In this competition, Yang Fan seemed to have seen it simply. The ancient jungle was full of murderous intent. In order to seize the secret book of the Poison King Hall, the masters in other villages would do anything, especially the masters in ** Village.

I will take this opportunity to attack him and will never let him succeed easily.

"The people from ** Village are here."

"The elder Bi Hailong came in person, I really didn't expect it."

"The second hall master actually came, and I didn't expect that he would personally stand on the ** Village."

Yang Fan was still thinking about the competition, and the people around him exclaimed.

Yang Fan turned his head and looked in that direction, and happened to see Bi Hailong walking over with the people rushing south. Bi Dalong, who was following Bi Hailong, suddenly looked up and saw Yang Fan.

"Boy, this is a competition in our deserted mountain Poison King Hall. Why are you, an outsider, coming here?"

Bi Dalong's face suddenly became gloomy and he shouted at Yang Fan.

"I think you have something wrong. I actually came here, otherwise I was here to participate in the competition. Would you still come to see you guy?"

Yang Fan had an indifferent expression on his face, spread his hands and said to Bi Dalong as if he was an idiot.

"He is an outsider, and he actually came to attend the grand event of our Barren Mountain Poison King Hall. Liang Hucheng you are simply making trouble."

A sharp light flashed in Bihailong's eyes, staring at Liang Hucheng with a long-lasting look and said coldly.

"Don't talk nonsense. Yang Fan is my husband, of course he is from Wufeng Village. It's understandable that Wu Fengchun will participate in the competition on behalf of Wu Fengchun."

Liang Miaoke straightened his chest and frowned and said to the Bi family father and son.

"All the elders in the deserted mountain, Wufeng Village actually brought outsiders to participate in this competition. Do you want the secret book of the Poison King Hall to escape? And this outsider is still a murderer. A few days ago, he actually killed me.

The youngest son Bi Dabiao, please ask all elders to uphold justice for our ** village.”

Bi Hailong ignored Liang Miaoke, with a hint of cruelty in his eyes and said to the elders of the Poison King Hall present.

"Nonsense, Bi Hailong, please don't frame the people from Wufeng Village casually."

Liang Hucheng's face became gloomy and he snorted coldly.

"Miaoke, have you done this too much?"

An elder of the Poison King Hall present frowned tightly and said coldly to Liang Miaoke.

"As a saint in the barren mountain, I can certainly bring people to participate in the competition. Yang Fan is my fiancé, and I am from my Wufeng Village. Which rule in the Poison King Hall stipulates that my husband is not allowed to participate in the competition? Dear elders,

If you have any unhappy, you can go to my master to complain."

There was no expression on Liang Miaoke's face, and he said coldly to the elder who was talking.

"this..."

After being slapped in the face by Liang Miaoke in front of everyone, the elder of the Poison King Hall was a little embarrassed, but he had nothing to say.

Just like Liang Miaoke said, there is indeed no regulation in the Poison King Hall, and outsiders cannot be brought to the competition. However, Liang Miaoke had never said this before. After saying this today, the elders could not refute it.

"You are our saint in the wilderness. Your marriage is a major event inside our wilderness. How can you marry an outsider at will? After today's competition, I will definitely go to the palace master to report it."

The elder's face turned pale, he looked at Liang Miaoke coldly and said hatefully.

"Is your name Yang Fan?"

At this moment, an old man next to Bi Hailong asked Yang Fan, and a light flashed in his eyes.
Chapter completed!