The goddess' personal evil doctor - Chapter 739

Chapter 739

Tonight’s night is a bit more depressing than before.

Gu Fan sat alone under a tree outside the dormitory, eager to enjoy the moon and relax, but the bright moon gradually disappeared, hiding behind the shady scene, and then quietly stunned, a good young man in his twenties, his back was a little lonely and lonely.

It has been nearly three years since the loss of contact with Morley and the others. I think the last three years have been such a long torment. While his strength is getting stronger, he is also feeling the joys and sorrows of the world.

At this time, there was a faint sound of footsteps behind him, accompanied by a gentle breeze, a familiar scent that pours into the nasal cavity.

Gu Fan’s face surged with joy, and he hurriedly got up, seeing Fang Qian, who was wearing a beige tunic, walking slowly.

The first reaction was always a pleasant surprise. He didn’t expect Fang Qian to come to him on the initiative. Could it be that he figured it out?

But seeing that indifferent face, Gu Fan knew he was thinking too much. Remembering the scene in the restaurant a few days ago, he gradually suppressed his fanatical heart, smiled self-deprecatingly, and said: “Dean Fang, what’s the matter? .”

To be in estrus, but only to be courteous.

Fang Qian’s heart trembled, her lips and teeth fluttered, she failed to show any abnormality after all. She was as cold as she was more than half a year ago. , Will be produced among the eight of you, and it must be in place on time.”

“Yuhuoshen bow?” Gu Fan didn’t know why.

Fang Qian was expressionless, and said slowly: “The hunting contest has a bow, ordinary disciples are issued with a unified standard, the first disciple enjoys the honor, and he can use high-level bows and arrows, seven middle-ranked heavenly ranks, and one top-ranked heavenly rank. What are the details? I don’t know about such a form of contention, but you will know if you go.”

Obviously, the Yuhuoshen bow is a heavenly high-grade magic weapon, and it may not be an ordinary magic weapon when it is dubbed such a name!

Gu Fan nodded to himself, and said: “Understand, I will take the No. 8 Courtyard to win the championship, and I will live up to my previous promise.”

Fang Qian nodded suddenly, then turned and left.

When it was approaching, Gu Fan shouted: “Wait.”

Fang Qian stopped and didn’t turn around.

A few seconds later, with a wry smile on Gu Fan’s face, he shook his head and said, “It’s okay.”

Fang Qian bit her lips tightly, took a deep breath without leaving a trace, and finally walked away, her beautiful figure gradually disappearing into the night.

…

At noon the next day, Fengyan Palace.

In the side hall, the eight first disciples gathered here, among them there are several faces that Gu Fan is familiar with, such as Wei Chunyu in No.7 courtyard, Ouyang Chen in No.5 courtyard, and Zhu Qingnan in No.1 courtyard.

When the first two saw Gu Fan, they didn’t dare to look directly at him, but Zhu Qingnan did not conceal the disdain in his eyes from beginning to end, as if Gu Fan’s reputation is still a rubbish in his eyes.

Gu Fan didn’t care about other people’s eyes at all. Anyway, he was only here to pick up items, not to make tea for reminiscences. Why should he care too much?

The first disciples of the eight courtyards gathered together. This is an extremely rare event. The severely unequal status and status gave this partial hall an extremely embarrassing atmosphere. Generally speaking, the first disciples of the first four courtyards are proud of their heads, and the rear four courtyards. The first seat, with his tail sandwiched.

Not long after, a beautiful woman swayed over her plump figure and slowly walked over. This plump figure made Wei Chunyu and other lustful people almost drooling.

The so-called ring is fat and thin, and there is a lot of it. This kind of woman who has meat but does not appear obese can also make people happy to a certain extent.

She is the master of Fengyan Palace, Feng Feiyan, who is in charge of the logistics of the palace on weekdays.

Feng Feiyan stood still in front of the eight people, his eyes swept over everyone one by one, and finally stayed on Gu Fan for a few seconds, revealing ambiguous eyes inexplicably!

This ambiguous look in Gu Fan’s eyes was quite inexplicable. After all, he didn’t know Feng Feiyan at all, and had never been in contact with it before, but in the eyes of others, the two of them were obviously tricky.

Otherwise, for no reason, how could this plump beautiful woman do this to Gu Fan?

This seemed to be a silent signal, quietly passed to the other seven people, but at the moment, they didn’t think much.

Feng Feiyan smiled with great interest, took out eight Xumi Rings, and said: “In these eight Xumi Rings, each put a bow, and one of them contains the Yuhuo God bow!”

Hearing the “Yuhuo Shen Bow”, in addition to Gu Fan, the eyes of the other seven people simultaneously appeared enthusiastic. Before they arrived, they had already done a thorough investigation of the Yuhuo Shen Bow.

It is said that this bow is full of fascinating red light, which can only be used by people who practice the law of fire, and the most amazing thing is that this bow does not require arrows, and with the power of the divine bow itself, it can launch a terrible fire. God arrow.

In the rules of this hunting competition, the number of arrows that everyone can bring in is limited. After all, a sacred ring cannot hold endless arrows. This characteristic of the Fire God’s bow is simply so popular.

Although Gu Fan is also very interested in this, he is very sensible. The hunting contest is a battle of rankings. How can such an unbalanced thing appear? If the Yuhuo Shen bow falls into Zhu Qingnan’s hands, isn’t the No. 2 Yard completely devoid of hope of competing for the championship?

Such extraordinary factors gave Gu Fan an ominous premonition out of thin air. He seemed to smell a trace of conspiracy, but at present he couldn’t figure out the intentions of the senior officials of the gods.

While Gu Fan was pondering, Lu Liang, the first disciple of No.2 Courtyard, couldn’t help but ask: “This Vulcan Bow is obviously the most rare and unique existence. How do we fight, is it possible to fight?”

“Good question.” Feng Feiyan smiled charmingly, and his eyes swept over Gu Fan again, and then said calmly: “For the fight, we should leave it to the hunting competition. This time, the task will be given to me. , Let me decide on my own, that is to say, I do whatever I want.”

“Please make it clear.” Lu Liang said frantically.

Feng Feiyan’s eyes fell on Gu Fan for the third time, and slowly smiled: “Come and have fun, draw lots!”

What?

Zhu Qingnan and Lu Liang were a little unacceptable for such an important matter by drawing lots. These two people have always had great confidence in themselves. Now, relying on drawing lots is based on luck. How can you not be depressed?

However, Wei Chunyu and his ilk were secretly happy. They didn’t have any illusions about the God of Yuhuo. Now if the lottery is drawn, the chances are clearly equal.

Even if everyone had different ideas, no one dared to refute anything. Feng Feiyan was authorized to deal with the matter with full authority. It was undisputed. On the contrary, it was Gu Fan who had been watched by Feng Feiyan three times before and after, and he always felt that his heart was getting frustrated.

Soon, Feng Feiyan put a bunch of Xumijie on the table and said, “Come on, you can choose randomly.”

The eight people all took a step forward. Just when someone discovered that there were only seven mustaches on the table, when they wanted to ask questions, Feng Feiyan suddenly said to Gu Fan, “You don’t need to draw lots, and I’ll give this to you.”

What the hell!

When everyone saw that Gu Fan’s treatment was a bit special, they were stunned, even Gu Fan himself was unclear.

When Gu Fan took Xumijie with a blank expression on his face, Liang Zhenxing, the first disciple of No. 3 courtyard, couldn’t help but smiled: “This No. 8 courtyard is so pitiful. I don’t even have the qualifications to draw the Yuhuo Divine Bow… It’s no wonder that everyone is reluctant to make it to the bottom. This kind of treatment is nothing short of it.”

Hearing that, Ding Xiaoyu, the first building of No.4 Courtyard, also echoed: “Unfortunately, one’s own power is ultimately no match for the drag of the garbage group.”

As Dean Lu Jin predicted before, Courtyard No. 4 was also jealous of Gu Fan. At this moment, Ding Xiaoyu’s remarks did not show contempt for Gu Fan, but merely mocked Courtyard No. 8 where he was located, bringing himself a touch of superiority. feel.

Obviously, everyone thought that Gu Fan didn’t even have the qualifications to draw the God of Fire Bow!

With Gu Fan’s astonishment on his face, the other seven people quickly selected Xumijie. The first to take out the contents was Zhu Qingnan. It was a mid-level Heavenly Skill, of good quality, but compatible with Yuhuo Shen’s bow. It’s not in the same class at all.

Failed.

Zhu Qingnan’s face was depressed.

Then Lu Liang from No. 2 Yard also did not draw the Yuhuo Shen Bow.

Until the first six people took out the items, they all found that they had failed. In an instant, Wei Chunyu of Courtyard 7 suddenly became the focus of everyone’s attention.

This Vulcan Bow actually fell to Courtyard No. 7?

OMG!

Wei Chunyu’s hand holding Xumijie and his body were trembling fiercely. He never thought that the first disciple of his own kind of rubbish would be lucky enough to get the Yuhuoshen bow one day. With the magic bow, maybe there is a chance to shine?

Wei Chunyu suddenly became very excited, his Adam’s apple squirmed up and down, and he took out Xu Mijie with excitement. However, in the next instant, a bow that was inferior to the others came into view, and he was stunned.

The others were the same, all shocked and inexplicable.

None of the seven Xumijie bows, so… everyone’s eyes are focused on Gu Fan at the same moment. If the eyes can kill people, Gu Fan is completely different at this moment!