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But, Chen Fan’s father was Chen Xiaoyao, a master even her father feared of. So Ye Qingcheng could only regard Chen Fan with special respect.
Thinking that she kept expressing her good feeling about him, Chen Fan just chose to ignore it. So she even started to doubt her own charm.
Chen Tianmiao smiled and said, “Miss, that guy even feels shy to look at you, so that’s why he acts like that.”
Ye Qingcheng shrugged and said, “Maybe.”
As he went out of Ye Qingcheng and Chen Tianmiao’s sight, Chen Fan could not help breathing a sigh of relief.
He made a wry smile, the first twenty years of his life was very ordinary. In the face of such an outstanding women Ye Qingcheng, he always felt kind of depressed, especially beside her there was also a Chen Tianmiao. He had ever heard that Chen Xiaoyan had a bastard son, he always doubted that it was Chen Tianmiao.
Chen Fan shook his head and then walked into Mo Fei’s lab.
As Mo Fei saw Chen Fan, he was taken aback.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtHe said surprisingly, “Chen Fan, it’s you.” Seeing that Chen Fan hid by Ye Qingcheng’s side, he could do nothing, but now this guy even offered himself to him.
Chen Fan looked at Mo Fei’s shining eyes, “Mo Fei, want to draw my blood?”
Mo Fei nodded and said, “Of course.”
Xiao Chen moved over, “Mo Fei, be gentle!”
Mo Fei gave him a stare, “Rest assured, I know what I am doing.”
Mo Fei turned his head and looked at Chen Fan, “Fan, you can rest assured. Drawing blood will not have bad influence on your health. Drawing blood often is actually beneficial for your health.”
Chen Fan smiled helplessly and said, “Mo Fei, do it, I don’t mind.”
Mo Fei looked at Chen Fan, full of praise, “I knew you are a real man, and you won’t be afraid of blood drawing.”
He then took three tubes of blood from Chen Fan’s body.
Chen Fan looked at Mo Fei and asked, “Mo Fei, do you have any progress in your research?”
Mo Fei looked at Chen Fan and said, “It’s not going too far right now, but I have an idea.”
“What is it?” Chen Fan asked.
Mo Fei then said, “Turn this kind of cold poison as our own use. As you can see, every time Mo Yi absorbed the cold poison out of your body, he would make progress, if, you can use this kind of poison, maybe, not only you won’t suffer from it, but also your strength would be by leaps and bounds.”
Chen Fan’s eyes were wide open, “Would there be such a good thing?”
Mo Fei chuckled awkwardly, “In theory, yes.”
Chen Fan, “…”
Looking at Chen Fan, Xiao Chen added, “From our current research, the top ten poisons are the top ten poisons, and it is almost impossible to remove it, so we thought of using it.”
Mo Fei nodded and continued, “We’re going to use this cold poison to transform your body into acquired xuan ice body.”
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmChen Fan lowered his head. He knew about that. But that required super talent of the cultivator.
Chen Fan blinked and looked at Mo Fei, “Is this workable?”
Mo Fei nodded. “Yes, but it’s still just a theory. As for how to do it, because there’s no precedent to follow, I’m not quite sure. If we really put it in practice, we need your cooperation.”
Chen Fan looked at Mo Fei, “What would you like to me to do? I can cooperate.”
Mo Fei froze there for a moment, “Chen Fan, you really trust me!” If he said this idea to anyone, he might be taken as a madman.
“Nothing could be worse than my present situation.” Chen Fan said lightly.
Mo Fei frowned and said, “I just have this assumption, but I haven’t thought of how to carry it out. If we do it, there will be risks. Maybe you will…”
“I shall die…” Chen Fan asked faintly.
Mo Fei shrugged. “Maybe it’s not that bad. Maybe your father will find a way to save you before then.”
Chen Fan smiled bitterly and said, “Mo Fei, just do it. I’m not afraid of death…”
Mo Fei looked at Chen Fan’s death-defying expression, thinking: you are not afraid of your own death, but I am afraid!
Mo Fei looked at the smile on Chen Fan’s face, thinking: It seems Chen Fan doesn’t trust Chen Xiaoyao.