Chapter 1259 I'm ready to leave

He naturally didn't know that Yang Fan was stepping on the corpses of the Phoenix Clan and establishing his position in the hearts of countless spirits.

The so-called Phoenix Clan is a thing of the past.

While Lin Shuhao was in a complex mood of doubt, anxiety, confusion, and panic, Yang Fan took him all the way and flew directly into the royal court of the White Dragon Clan.

"Young Master!" The White Dragon King, who received the report, showed up with his men as soon as possible. He happened to see Yang Fan and others flying in, and all bowed in unison.

Such a scene once again made Lin Shuhao tremble physically and mentally, and found that he still underestimated Yang Fan's position in the spirit clan. The latter was not on par with the White Dragon Clan and the Phoenix Clan, but seemed to be above both?

Turning his head to look at the young Yang Fan, Lin Shuhao's eyes were full of fear as if he saw a mysterious and unknown existence.

Then, his expression suddenly stiffened.

Because he saw Liu Jingyu, Liu Zhengde, Xie Xuan, Elder Wu, Jian Xinyi... one familiar face after another, came together.

Liu Jingyu and others were about to speak, but they all lost their voices when they saw Lin Shuhao.

The atmosphere suddenly became weird and depressing.

Lin Shuhao avoided his eyes and did not dare to meet the eyes of Liu Jingyu and others.

In his heart, the person he hated the most was Yang Fan, but he felt more guilty about Liu Jingyu, Liu Zhengde and others.

At some point, Liu Zhengde trembled and walked in front of Lin Shuhao step by step.

Facing Liu Zhengde, Lin Shuhao was even more ashamed and his face turned red.

"Pa!"

Liu Zhengde raised his hand and slapped Lin Shuhao in the face.

Then, another slap, and another slap.

In the silence, there was only the sound of slaps.

Lin Shuhao's face quickly swelled up like a steamed bun, and blood oozed from the corners of his mouth, but he clenched his teeth tightly and said nothing.

Liu Jingyu looked at this scene, his eyes slightly red, and his eyes looking at Lin Shuhao were full of complexity.

Once upon a time, in her heart, Lin Shuhao was her lifelong support. She liked him and admired him, but later, everything changed.

Looking back, she realized that she had never really understood Lin Shuhao.

At this moment, watching Lin Shuhao being slapped by his father, she did not feel relieved or heartbroken, but only sad.

Many things can no longer be returned.

Seeing this scene, Bai Jiaowang and others apologized and prepared to leave.

Yang Fan was not interested in Lin Shuhao's fate. He signaled Bai Xiaoyu with his eyes, called Bai Jiaowang, and entered the Tenglong Tower together.

As for Yang Guanxin, he was even less interested in this kind of thing, and he also left on his own.

In a quiet room in the Tenglong Tower.

After sitting down, Yang Fan took out his pipe, took a puff, and said to Bai Xiaoyu: "How familiar are you with the "Ancestor Demon Control Spirit Art"? "

"I know it like the back of my hand." Bai Xiaoyu said confidently.

She knew the importance of "The Art of Controlling Spirits of the Ancestral Demon", so she did not dare to be careless. During this journey, whenever she had free time, she was thinking about this art.

Yang Fan nodded and threw explosive news to the confused Bai Jiang: "I am ready to leave."

Bai Jiang was shocked and said quickly: "Where are you going, young master? I am willing to follow you and serve you!"

He knew that Yang Fan would not stay in the Spirit Clan Continent for long, so he consciously paved the way for his son Bai Zhen and prepared to abdicate, while he could follow Yang Fan.

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But Bai Jiang did not expect that this day would come so quickly and so suddenly that he was caught off guard.

"It's not like I'm leaving right away. There is something I need you to do." Yang Fan held the pipe and pointed at Bai Xiaoyu: "Help her erect a statue. It doesn't have to be too detailed. A hundred meters high will do. I'll be useful."

Although Bai Jiang was puzzled, he still responded yes.