God-Level Recovery: Starting From The Twin Martial Soul

"If this kid wasn't a student of your academy, I really want to slice him up and study him."

Old man Nangong snorted coldly.

"Nangong, if you really dare to do that, I will never be done with you."

Ye Jiuji looked serious.

"okay."

"It's not easy for you, Ye Jiuji, to find a disciple."

"This kid is a good prospect."

Nangong said calmly.

"Okay, stop talking nonsense."

"Clean up the corpse of the soul beast."

"Go and see those boys you brought."

"A few were seriously injured."

Ye Jiuji rolled his eyes at the old man Nangong.

"Dean Ye."

"Well, I'm going to absorb some of the power of destruction."

"Let's see if anything changes."

"Okay?"

Lin Fan said to Ye Jiuji.

"You kid, be careful."

"Don't let any accidents happen because of the power of destruction."

Ye Jiuji looked serious.

But when he saw that Lin Fan could really control the power of destruction, he smiled crookedly.

"Lin Fan."

"You are so lucky."

"Six level 65 spirit beasts didn't even kill you."

Just when Lin Fan absorbed the power of destruction.

Nangong Xuan whispered to Lin Fan with a sneer on his face.

"The six level 65 soul beasts attacked me just now. I remember this."

"When the time comes, I will pay you back double the amount."

Lin Fan returned with cold eyes.

"hehe."

"With your rubbish strength of three rings, you want to deal with me who is six rings?"

"With your rubbish strength, do you have the qualifications?"

Nangong Xuan said with disdain.

"Lin Fan, I'm warning you, stay away from sister Wenwen."

"Otherwise, I will still look for opportunities to kill you."

Nangong Xuan threatened in a cold voice.

"Sister Qingzhiwen."

"Can you, come here for a moment?"

Lin Fan called to Qing Zhiwen.

"Lin Fan, what happened?"

Qing Zhiwen asked with a puzzled look.

Lin Fan held Qing Zhiwen's delicate hand in front of Nangong Xuan.

Qing Zhiwen was stunned for a moment and quickly tried to break away.

But thinking about Lin Fan saving her twice, she still let Lin Fan hold his hand.

"Lin Fan, what are you doing?"

Qing Zhiwen said a little unnaturally, with a slightly red face.

Qing Zhiwen's identity is that she is the princess of the former royal family.

Her body had never been touched by another man.

Now Lin Fan is holding her hand, which makes Qing Zhiwen a little unnaturally nervous.

When Nangong Xuan on the side saw such a scene, his eyes turned red with jealousy.

Qing Zhiwen is his goddess.

He had never been in close contact with Qing Zhiwen, let alone touched Qing Zhiwen's delicate hands.

He saw Lin Fan touching Qing Zhiwen's delicate hands.

A look of jealousy instantly appeared on Nangong Xuan's face, and the look in his eyes made him want to kill Lin Fan.

"I just want to sense whether Sister Qingzhiwen, you have been contaminated by the power of destruction."

"I can control the power of destruction, but most people cannot bear the power of destruction."

"There will be some danger."

Lin Fan said quickly.

"Oh, so that's why."

"Don't worry, I'm fine."

"You saved me just now, and I didn't encounter the power of destruction."

Qing Zhiwen nodded.

She thought Lin Fan was caring about her at this time.

This moved Qing Zhiwen very much.

"Then, it's okay."

"As long as there's no danger."

"Sister Qingzhiwen, go and do your work."

Lin Fan nodded.

"Um."

"Be careful yourself and don't be in danger because of the power of destruction."

"I'm going to prepare food. Come over later to eat."

Qing Zhiwen said very gently with a smile on her face.

Qing Zhiwen left with a smile.

Lin Fan, on the other hand, deliberately looked at Nangong Xuan.

"Sister Qing Zhiwen's hands are so soft."

Lin Fan said to Nangong Xuan in a bit of a mean way.

At this moment, Nangong Xuan's expression suddenly became terrifyingly gloomy.