Leng Qingxuan's heart is full of trepidation, holding his broken wrist and following him step by step. She couldn't figure out what the young man wanted to do. Did she really have any special hobby?

"Sit down. How long have you been burning your birthday?"

After finding a comfortable seat to sit down, Lin Fan motioned to the ground next to him: "don't be too nervous. I don't mean anything. I just want to talk to you about your Tsing Yi sect and our Maoshan sect. As far as the current environment is concerned, it is better to have more friends than to have more enemies. What do you think? "

"Thank you for not killing." After understanding Lin Fan's words, Leng Qingxuan quickly hugged his fist to thank him, and then sat down on the ground beside Lin Fan: "my Shouyuan has been burning for 20 years, in exchange for my medium-term strength."

"Twenty years' worth of life is wasted in a blink of an eye." Looking at Leng Qingxuan with fishtail lines in the corner of his eyes, Lin Fan narrowed his eyes: "is it worth doing this?"

Is it worth it? Is it worth it?

It's worth it.

This question Leng Qingxuan once asked herself whether it was worth burning 20 years of life yuan in exchange for everything she wanted. In this cruel world, human life like grass will be harvested at any time, but the hard work is in vain. Under the circumstances of growing despair, let alone twenty years of life, she would like to burn for a lifetime.

"Senior, when a person is at a low point in his life, when his mind is full of desire for success, when he only wants to live and not want to die, I think the answer to this question is no longer needed by me."

If it was not for fear of Lin Fan's strength, Leng Qingxuan would have been angry. When you don't know the situation of others, it's better not to ask questions with arrogance. Such people should be struck by thunder.

"What would you think if I told you now that your lost twenty years of life could be regained?"

Seeing Leng Qingxuan's gesture in his eyes, Lin Fan didn't go on, but changed his voice: "do you want to get it, or do you want to continue burning twenty years after getting it to get more?"

Leng Qingxuan finds that she doesn't know how to answer this question. People's desire is infinite. When they don't get it, they want to get more.

"If God wants to destroy it, he must first make him crazy. I think you know this truth. Otherwise, you can't lead so many disciples of the Qingyi sect." Looking at the silent Leng Qingxuan, Lin Fan lit a cigarette: "what do you want and what do you want to get? I don't need to say more about it."

Exhale ~

spit out two rings of smoke from your mouth and float up slowly into the air. Slowly spread and fade, and finally disappeared. Lin Fan didn't speak any more. Leng Qingxuan didn't speak any more, only the sound of smoking and puffing from time to time.

"Master, please help me. I don't want to die."

Finally, Leng Qingxuan broke the silence, knelt down on her legs and knelt down in the direction of Lin Fan: "I don't want to die, I don't want to die, I really don't want to die, my body has problems, and the side effects of Qianyuan burning blood work are too great."

The premise for her desire to be satisfied is to sacrifice her birthday yuan. Leng Qingxuan originally thought that was all, so she could live with it. But did not expect that things are not as simple as she thought, the side effects continue to erode the body function.

"The price is too high. The skill you cultivate is very evil. It is a magic skill in the Wulin, which is a taboo."

Looking at Leng Qingxuan who kowtowed repeatedly, Lin Fan held out a finger: "we'd better make a deal. I can make your body recover as before, but your strength still remains the status quo."