Urban Madness

After completing the task, Ye Fan returned to Dijiang's office happily, but after returning, he found that Dijiang had not yet returned.

"It must be those old guys who have entangled him again."

Ye Fan couldn't help but shook his head.

There are so many troubles in this Guangming Pavilion. I knew this a long time ago. I should build another faction at the beginning. Although it is a bit more difficult, it won't be as troublesome as it is now.

It didn't take long before Di Jiang came back with a black face.

"How? It's okay to be annoyed by those old guys!"

Ye Fan joked.

Di Jiang looked at Ye Fan solemnly, and handed him what he was holding.

"Those old things didn't make much trouble, but someone else was making trouble!"

Di Jiang rubbed his temples.

"Moreover, it's still your old acquaintance!"

Ye Fan subconsciously felt that something was wrong, and hurriedly looked at what was in his hand.

It was a three-inch-long flying knife with the word "falling" engraved on it.

"I was sent along with this flying knife, and there was a greeting note, which said, the woman you don't want to see will visit in person in three days!"

Ye Fan's face turned green at once.

"Why did she come so quickly? She's a little irritable, but she's not reckless."

"I don't care, anyway, she was brought in by you, this matter is left to you to solve!"

Di Jiang directly threw the pot to Ye Fan.

Obviously, he had just settled Xingtian's matter, and he thought he could rest for a while.

Unexpectedly, such a woman appeared again.

It's so annoying!

Ye Fan had a bitter face and agreed to this errand.

When this flying knife was nailed to the pillar, many high-level members of Guangming Pavilion were on the scene.

They were very indignant about this matter, and they played, asking for a severe lesson to this ignorant person.

Because of this incident, the task of clearing Xing Tian's memory was temporarily postponed.

During these three days, Ye Fan rearranged the guards of Guangming Pavilion.

After all, no one knew what Han Ling Hualuo's so-called visit meant.

Three days were spent in such a tense atmosphere.

However, on the third day, when the entire Guangming Pavilion was waiting, Han Ling, the protagonist of this incident, was not seen for a long time.

"That yellow girl is bluffing, after posting a greeting, she dare not come?"

Because the senior officials of Guangming Pavilion were a little anxious.

"I know, where the evil squad of rat generations have such courage?"

Just as everyone was talking about it, a clear voice came from far and near.

"The evil faction Hanling has blossomed, and the monks will come to visit Guangming Pavilion!"

Han Ling Hualuo controlled her figure and floated from a distance.

That graceful posture and exposed clothing provoked many young cultivators in Guangming Pavilion, but after a few glances, they couldn't hold them anymore.

Ye Fan didn't know that Han Ling was in bloom, or did he know that he was working in Guangming Pavilion, so he didn't show up rashly.

"Huangmao girl! You evil monk, rashly handed a greeting card to my Guangming Pavilion, what do you want?"

An old man with white beard and hair stood up in the high level of Guangming Pavilion, pointed at Han Ling Hualuo and asked harshly.

Han Ling Hualuo smiled, half covering her mouth, looking at the old man with aggrieved expression.

"What the old man said is wrong, but out of politeness, I handed a greeting card to your pavilion. How can you blame me on the other hand?"

The old man was furious, but he couldn't blame Han Ling Hualuo.