Whew~

The mysterious black whip was silent, like a poisonous snake in the night, stretching out of thin air for a foot or two, hitting somewhere in the artificial river.

Kiss~

The calm surface of the river was pierced by a huge gap, the waves were turbulent, the water splashed in all directions, and a vague black shadow "whoosh", flew several feet away, and then split into four and ran in four directions.

Yang Fan stared intently, aimed at a black shadow, and forced away without hesitation.

Seeing such a scene, the black shadow's speed suddenly increased by a few points, and under the illumination of the moonlight, Yang Fan faintly saw an extremely ordinary face, with a slight surprise on his face, obviously surprised that Yang Fan was aware of his hiding and identified the true body in the phantom clone.

"Two more times. ”

The black shadow was stunned, and his tone was stiff, and a trace of coldness flashed in his eyes, which made Yang Fan feel like he was being stared at by a poisonous snake.

After speaking, the black shadow turned into a hazy phantom, and the speed was so fast that Yang Fan couldn't reach it, and in a few breaths, it escaped his senses.

"This assassin is even so fast, and with his concealment and his fantastic phantom clones, he can defeat even a monk who is stronger than him. ”

Yang Fan's expression became more and more solemn, this silver killer has only shot once so far, and he will assassinate himself twice.

After learning the true strength of this assassin, Yang Fan was not as confident as before.

Seeing the direction of the assassin's departure, Yang Fan walked across the bridge over the artificial river, still not slackening, and came to the palace guest area.

That night, he didn't care about anything and called Hu Fei out.

"I ...... I'm closing ...... Retreat!" Hu Fei said with some displeasure.

Yang Fan's eyes swept over him, revealing a slight color: "You are here to retreat, it is comfortable, you have cultivated to the late stage of concentrating so quickly, but I am being hunted down and killed just now." ”

"You...... You're being chased...... Hunt down?" Hu Fei's expression changed and asked, "Yes...... Who is it?"

"The Silver Killer of the Darkblood Dynasty, an extremely formidable enemy. Yang Fan said lightly: "He has already shot at me, and according to the convention, he will shoot at me twice." ”

He ...... Where is he, let me do it for you...... Kill him!" Hu Fei said with blazing eyes, his eyes revealing a crazy battle intent.

"This assassin is fond of sneak attacks, never strikes head-on, and when he can't do a single blow, he immediately flees, which is very decisive. As for when the next shot will be made, no one can predict. Yang Fan's face had a slight wry smile: "He is still a strong man in the foundation building period, I don't want to kill him, I just want to save my life first." ”

"Building ...... Foundation building period?" Hu Fei's face showed a trace of consternation, and he seemed a little afraid.

Indeed, the strong man in the foundation building period, even if he is one against two, can defeat two monks in the late stage of contemplation.

As early as the thousand-year-old tomb of the Ghost Corpse Mountain, they had seen the strength of the monks in the foundation building period, and the fat ghost Dao at that time could only exert half of their strength because of the exercises, so they forced the two of them into danger.

And at this moment, the "Silver Medal Killer" of the Dark Blood Dynasty is at least twice as strong as the Fat Ghost Dao, and his actions are even more weird.

"Yes, from today onwards, the two of us must join forces to deal with the Assassin in order to increase our chances of victory. Yang Fan said with a solemn face.

Hu Fei nodded and swore solemnly: "I will definitely protect ...... Protect yours. ”

Yanwangfu study.

Swish!

A shadowy man appears indoors out of thin air.

"Report to the prince, Pharmacist Yang went back to the mansion to find Immortal Master Hu, and was assassinated once by the 'silver medal killer' of the Dark Blood Dynasty in the mansion, and was not lightly injured. Then, near the artificial river, Pharmacist Yang discovered the assassin's hideout and took the initiative to resolve the crisis......"

King Yan sat at his desk and muttered, "The Silver Medal Killer has almost never missed a shot in the land of Kyoto, and even the elders of the four major families in the foundation building period have been succeeded by him. This Yang Fan is really not simple, he actually dodged an attack by the 'Silver Medal Killer', and also saw through a lurk. ”

That night, Yang Fan stayed overnight in the palace.

All night, Yang Fan sat cross-legged and meditated, and while cultivating the Immortal Secret Technique, he expanded his senses and locked everything in this area, in case this moment came again.

The next morning, Yang Fan, accompanied by Hu Fei, returned to the Xianhong Medical Hall.

Yesterday's grand opening, the name of the Xianhong Medical Center and the first divine doctor in Kyoto, the mighty medical community, there is an endless stream of people who come to see the doctor, including many immortal cultivators.

Yang Fan inspected the medical hall for a while and found that there was a shortage of manpower, whether it was an apprentice or a pharmacist, they were very tight.

So, Yang Fan sent people to recruit pharmacists and apprentices in Kyoto, and at the same time asked Cheng Laoxian to help him find some candidates.

The first day passed, and the Xianhong Medical Center made a profit of 500 silver and 100 spirit stones.

Yang Fan didn't pay attention to the silver he earned, but on the first day of the official opening, he got a hundred spirit stones, which made him feel gratified.

Of course, the pharmacists in the infirmary have to distribute spirit stones every month.

Yang Fan could imagine that with the expansion of the medical hall's manpower and the rise of its fame, there would definitely be more spirit stones earned at that time.

"It's a profiteering ......"

Yang Fan secretly rejoiced, his original intention of opening the medical hall was just to improve his cultivation, and earning spirit stones was an unexpected surprise.

Spirit stones are the currency of the immortal cultivation world, and if you have enough spirit stones, you can trade more immortal cultivation materials, magic weapons, props, heavenly and earthly treasures, and so on.

In a blink of an eye, more than half a month has passed, and during this period, the business of the medical hall is getting better and better, and the prestige of the first divine doctor has attracted many immortal cultivators.

Yang Fan sat on the fourth floor of the medical hall, waiting for idle injuries, he didn't bother to make a move at all, now, the only ones who could bring him the effect of cultivation improvement were cultivators above the concentration period, or other low-level cultivators who were extremely seriously injured.

For more than half a month, Yang Fan, the only owner, actually earned more than 2,000 spirit stones, not counting the hundreds of spirit stones that were distributed.

Now, Yang Fan also has a little capital, and occasionally goes to Xiuxianfang City in Kyoto to buy some materials and props such as talismans.

However, the only thing that made Yang Fan uneasy was the silver medal killer who was secretly spying.

In the past half a month, there have been several times when he has felt the killing machine out of thin air.

Fortunately, Hu Fei is almost inseparable from him, and the silver killer has never been able to find the best opportunity to make a shot.

But at one point, this peaceful state was broken.

"What? You're going to fight Musou again?"

Yang Fan's face showed a different color.

"Yes...... Yes!" Hu Fei said with a persistent face: "This ...... This is my covenant with him...... Conventions. ”

Yang Fan sighed lightly: "You go and go back quickly." ”

"Why don't you go with ...... Come with me!" Hu Fei hesitated: "I'm afraid of that killing...... The killer will take advantage of ...... Take the chance!"

Yang Fan thought for a while, shook his head and said, "That's it, what should come will come after all." ”

"Okay, you...... You be careful. ”

Hu Fei left the Xianhong Medical Center on the same day.

Yang Fan stood in front of the window on the fifth floor of the medical hall, looking far away, looking in the direction of Kyoto's "Hanyuan Mountain", and muttered: "There are still three months left......

But at this moment, a killing machine flashed in his mind out of thin air, and his vest was cold.

Yang Fan's body stiffened, and his whole body was cold, like being trapped in an ice cellar.

(To be continued)