nyslfriends Chapter 261
Chapter 261
Chapter 261 - Master Can You Bring Me a Message
Guo Fan took a deep breath. Perhaps it was because the situation was too bad, or because his heart had already been trained, he didn't panic much other than feeling a chill in his heart.
“What are you panicking for...” Guo Fan's heart was filled with despair, “If a genuine Tribulation Passing Stage is placed here, even a thought from him would be able to lift my ashes. What's the use of panicking?”
But it was obvious that the purple robed man, “Yellow Spring,” did not intend to kill Guo Fan right now.
Judging from her current words, her original plan was to let that assassin, Feng Gui, use the Devil Casting Dagger to turn Guo Fan into the Devil Clan.
When everyone in the Devil Clan, including Guo Fan, had no other choice but to fight him, she admired Guo Fan's despair, and only after that would she kill him.
The depth of her hatred towards Guo Fan, and the degree of favorable impression she had towards him, could be seen from this method.
But now, Guo Fan had really become a member of the Devil Clan, and it had instantly messed up her plan. Therefore, she had no choice but to step in personally.
Guo Fan was sure that even the master of Snowflake Mansion would be surprised and curious about the fact that a person whom he was once familiar with had suddenly become the Devil Clan.
The reason why she appeared in advance wasn't because of shock or doubt. Guo Fan didn't believe it, especially when she had already planned to turn Guo Fan into the Devil Clan.
In other words, she was most likely willing to listen to Guo Fan's' dying words'.
Guo Fan had tacitly acknowledged the identity of the Devil Clan, and he also wanted to make use of this to make a fuss.
When he first asked Su Feng about it, he had already used the identity of a spy that the Rotten River Tower had placed in the devil religion. Now, adding the identity of a spy to the Devil Clan would not be a big deal.
After gradually getting used to the coldness on his body, Guo Fan had a feeling that a dead pig was not afraid of boiling water. He estimated that he would die anyway, so he might as well give it a try. He raised his head and said with a laugh, “I also did not expect that I, Guo Fan, would be a nobody. I can also trouble the master of Snowflake Mansion to kill me personally.”
At least, Song Na could live.
The long hair of the female crown, which was as cold as an immortal, was loose. A few wet locks were stuck on the side of her fair face. The expression of tears that had fallen not long ago showed that she was in a daze and disbelief.
Yellow Spring's pair of beautiful blue eyes suddenly widened, then he laughed loudly. “I was thinking about how much you love her. So, it turns out that it's the same... Life and death are the same. Are you worthy of this sentence?”
Her tone suddenly turned cold. She raised her hand and spread her five fingers. A void enveloped Guo Fan's figure. She said in disgust. : “Have you seen this person's true face? There are so many sects and even tribes... [He has shown mercy everywhere, just like a game. He only craves beauty, and has no sincerity at all.] When death is near, they still want to drag a guy to die with them. Death is not to be regretted! “
Two more tears streaked across Song Na's face and she closed her eyes, “Yes, yes... I saw it clearly.”
Guo Fan looked at the progress bar above Song Na's head in surprise as it became locked. He thought that there was actually an unexpected harvest at this time.
Guo Fan's control over people's emotions was still very sharp. Yellow Spring's hatred towards him had already reached the bottom of his bones. His eyes were about to burn with anger. He wished that he could dismember his body immediately. The kind that would burn his bones and scatter his ashes after splitting, but he didn't really care about Song Na.
However, because of her hatred towards Guo Fan, if she felt that Guo Fan cared about Song Na's words, Song Na would be in danger. Therefore, Guo Fan said that he did not care about Song Na at all. That was the real way to save Song Na.
But this way, he really didn't have any chance of survival.
Unfortunately...
Guo Fan felt relieved and sighed. Forget it, these few months were much more exciting than the first half of his life. It was worth it.
In the next moment, the gloomy and vast Spiritual Energy came crashing down from all directions. Guo Fan looked at the purple-clothed man wearing the bronze ghost mask and the long hair that was as beautiful as glass beads. Suddenly, he said softly, “Master of Prefecture, can you help me convey a message...”
YellowSprings originally wanted to reject him immediately, but when he saw his difficult but firm expression, he hesitated for some reason.
Guo Fan said nostalgic, “Back then, you asked me which was more important on the outside and on the inside. I didn't answer back then, but now I think...”
He paused, then said seriously, “I think, appearance is still the most important!”
“Is... is it true?”