"Yan Fu?"

Zhuo Fan screamed without realizing it, and a hesitation flashed in his eyes.

Yan Fu was the proud disciple of Yan Song, the king of poisoned medicine, and was loved by Yan Song. When Yan Song was taken under his command, there was part of the reason that he was threatening him to kill his disciple, which made him surrender!

It can be seen how much he, a disciple, is valued in Mr. Yan’s heart!

Therefore, Zhuo Fan once wanted to find an opportunity to pull Yan Fu over, which could be considered as reuniting the master and apprentice. However, such an opportunity never appeared.

Either Zhuo Fan was delayed by other matters or could not find Yan Fu's whereabouts. In the end, he finally met Yunlong City, but it happened to be under the nose of the Seventh Family, so it was hard to explain anything to him.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, the two of them had the first time in close contact in so many years, but in such an awkward situation, they could not explain it to him clearly.

Otherwise, it would be fine to let Huangpu Qingtian and the others know that they were poaching under their noses and holding a grudge against him. Anyway, everyone is the enemy.

But if this boy is implicated and killed him by accident, Zhuo Fan will feel a little sorry for Yan Song!

He never owe favors to anyone in his life, and he is the same to anyone!

Yan Fu saw Zhuo Fan holding him but did not mean to hurt him. Instead, he kept looking at him with a very strange look. His body was shivering, and he stopped shaking. His nervous heart calmed down a little!

Originally, when he saw Zhuo Fan falling down, he was afraid that this man would hold a grudge against the past, so he vented his anger on him, so he hid in the grass in advance. Later, when he heard that he wanted to make fun of killing people, he was even more afraid and hid inside and dared not come out.

I just want him to leave after he kills everyone and will not notice him.

But who knew that everyone scattered, and the big devil did not chase him. Instead, he landed him alone in the grass and was discovered by Zhuo Fan again.

This made him shocked and scared!

But soon, he found that Zhuo Fan seemed to have no intention of harming him. So he came from somewhere, maybe it was the power given by the dead master. Yan Fu actually raised his head, glared at Zhuo Fan with anger, and cursed: "Hmph, you demon, you have killed my master, I swear to kill you and avenge him!"

"Do you do it?" Zhuo Fan raised his eyebrows and said lightly.

The corners of his mouth were sagging, and Yan Fu felt humiliation in his heart, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Yes, with my strength, I am no match for you at all! Now it has fallen into your hands again. Humph, if you have the guts, kill me and send me to see my master! I am useless as an apprentice, and I cannot avenge him. But at least, in the underworld, I can still serve him!"

Zhuo Fan's face moved slightly, and he nodded secretly in his heart.

Although this kid is timid and greedy, he is filial to his master, his filial piety is rare! No wonder Mr. Yan loves him so much!

"Don't worry, I won't kill you, and your master is..." He couldn't help but chuckled. Zhuo Fan was about to explain, but suddenly heard the sound of breaking through the air, his face suddenly became sober and his words stopped.

Swallowing, swishing, swishing!

The four figures suddenly fell a hundred meters away from Zhuo Fan's body. The person who was the leader was the Emperor Zhentian Long and Huangpu Qingtian. The other three were Youyu Mountain, Yan Bangui and Lin Tornado.

When they saw Zhuo Fan appear, the three of them all had a solemn face, only Huangpu Qingtian looked calm, but the fighting spirit in his eyes was burning.

"You are here!" Huangpu Qingtian said lightly.

Turning back to look at him, Zhuo Fan's mouth curled slightly and said evilly: "Young Master Huangpu invites you, how dare Zhuo Fan not come?"

After glanced around at the dozen corpses on the ground, Huangpu Qingtian said with ease: "The Demon Dragon Chongtian is indeed as rumored by the outside world. He will make a big fuss wherever he goes, and he doesn't even let go of a few minions!"

"Hmph, yes, with your strength, you can't get along with them. Isn't it a bit of a loss?" Youyushan also sarcastically sarcastically.

He shrugged indifferently, Zhuo Fan refused to comment: "It's just a casual play. Why, can't bear to leave these little guys?"

"That's not, it's just that I'm here. If you want to play, I'll accompany you!" Huangpu Qingtian shook his head expressionlessly, as if he didn't take these lives seriously at all.

Then he turned around and looked at Yan Fu in Zhuo Fan's hand, and said coldly: "That boy, you want to kill quickly, and I will learn your skills later!"

As soon as these words were spoken, Yan Fu suddenly shook his body and felt sad and angry on his face.

Unexpectedly, since his master's death, he has been like a small minion from a second- and third-rate family in the eyes of everyone. Not only did the eldest son of the Emperor's Sect, Huangpu Qingtian did not value his life or death, but even Yan Bangui, who was a fellow disciple, did not say a word for him and ask for love after hearing this!

Hohoho... My classmates are so indifferent, let alone outsiders!

Forget it, it would be considered as a matter of death if we master and disciple died together at Zhuo Fan. At least, Zhuo Fan is our enemy. If one day he dies at his own hands, that would be the real injustice and unwillingness!

His heart was dead, and Yan Fuchang breathed a breath of turbid air and closed his eyes tightly, but his teeth were biting hard. Although he wanted to let go, how could this unwillingness to be abandoned by his fellow disciples be settled so easily?

At this moment, the person he hated the most was not Zhuo Fan, but the family that gave birth to him and raised him...

He looked at him deeply, Zhuo Fan nodded secretly, then slowly grabbed his neck and raised him high, but he turned his body halfway through his body, and after stopping, he had already turned his back to Huangpu Qingtian and blocked their sight.

"Yan Fu, a tragic character like you seems to be more painful than death! Hehehe... I like to watch the enemy the most, living in the world with all the torture. So this time, I won't kill you! But if you still want to die, come to me and I will definitely be able to do it! Take you to hell and see your dead ghost master!"

Zhuo Fan bit the last sentence very hard and patted Yan Fu's chest at the same time. But what no one saw was that in this moment, Zhuo Fan had secretly stuffed a jade slip into his arms.

His eyes couldn't help but open suddenly. Yan Fu looked at Zhuo Fan with a strange look, but saw a mysterious smile between the corners of his mouth: "Remember, if the world is too hard, you can come to find me at any time! I will definitely take you to hell and see your master!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhuo Fan shook his hand and threw Yan Fu out.

After Yan Fu landed on the ground, he fell to dust, but his pupils were stunned and he covered his chest tightly with one hand, not knowing what Zhuo Fan meant.

Huangpu Qingtian seemed to be confused, narrowed his eyes and said coldly: "Zhuo Fan, the duck I got was released. This kind of thing is rare in you!"

"There is no way, I'm kind!" I couldn't help but shrugging, and Zhuo Fan laughed shamelessly.

But as soon as he said this, everyone rolled their eyes and complained endlessly. If you are kind-hearted, there will be no demons in the world!

His eyes couldn't help but narrowed, and Huangpu Qingtian said teasingly: "You are just a tight hand, and you don't want to work hard? Then, let me do it for you!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Huangpu Qingtian suddenly rushed towards Yan Fu and slapped him out with a palm.

Yan Fu was shocked when he saw this, and the other three were confused and screamed in surprise.

Even if Yan Fu is useless, he is still their own. Why did this young master suddenly attack him?

However, just as Yan Fu was so scared that he was about to pee, the palm suddenly stopped and stopped a centimeter in front of his forehead. The strong palm wind blew his black hair, which made him sweat in his forehead in an instant. His whole body was already stiff.

His eyes couldn't help but narrowed again. Huangpu Qingtian turned his head to look at Zhuo Fan, but he saw that he was looking at his palm with interest, and there seemed to be a little excitement in his eyes.

From time to time, he nodded, as if encouraging himself to chop this palm down. As if he was saying, he was still waiting to see this good show of fighting in his own nest and dog biting!

Taking a deep breath, Huangpu Qingtian withdrew his palm and stared at Zhuo Fan's face again, with a puzzle flashing in his eyes.

Could it be that this young master guessed wrong?

"What's wrong? Why don't you chop it down?" Zhuo Fan raised his head with interest and said with a smile.

Unconsciously chuckled, Huangpu Qingtian said lightly: "Although this kid is useless, I want to deal with him very much. Fortunately, I am very kind-hearted and can't do anything!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the two looked at each other again and laughed out loud.

There were only the other four people, and I felt a chill in my heart!

These two most vicious emperor tyrants are so shamelessly praising themselves for being kind. So can we be a saint?

Hum, what a shameless person!

Of course, they can only think about such complaints in their hearts, but they will never dare to say them. Otherwise, if one of the emperor dragons that shakes the sky and the demon dragons that soars into the sky, these two ferocious beasts will pounce on them together, then why wouldn't they tear them to pieces?

The Winged Dragon Forest Tornado is the best example!

He glanced at the man who had only one hand now. The other three were very conscious of the times and remained silent. He let Zhuo Fan and Huangpu Qingtian compete and brag there, and never complained!

However, what everyone didn't notice was that just outside of them, a gray phantom was staring at the place without moving, and he even commented with interest.

"Oh? This is the opponent that the Emperor Dragon of the Sky, Huangpu Qingtian has to pay attention to? Hahaha... It's interesting, indeed extraordinary! Even compared to Huangpu Qingtian, this boy called Zhuo Fan, is more in line with my magical taste! It's good to have good skills and good methods, but I don't know which one of them is stronger! After all, I'm not a trash pickup, and I'll pick up the loser back!"

There were another burst of dark smiles, and the phantom emitted a strong aura of evil, as if he was selecting animals, staring at the figures of the two, motionless.

"I didn't expect that Tianyu has produced many good people over the years. This trip is not false, hahaha..."
Chapter completed!