Zhuo Yifan really embarked on the path of abandonment and rise to prominence after he obtained the Demon Eye Iron Arm. He once hated his weak strength. Because of his low strength, he was bullied and ridiculed.
But now, he has long been reborn, and he is no longer the same. After harvesting that strange power, the path he pursues is to become the strongest, to enjoy the pleasure of being superior to others and having the power of life and death!
From the beginning, Zhuo Yifan was not a man who could swallow his anger. This week Wu Bing was really unreasonable and would attack without making any sense. Zhuo Yifan could only teach him a lesson. As for Le Shi's surname, it was even more so.
When he is strong, his person is just like his name, full of heroism and passion.
After experiencing this incident, the tacit understanding and trust between the two have grown a lot closer.
Although this battle was more difficult, it also proved that this ring was not only a token left by his father, but also a treasure that must not be exposed, otherwise disaster would be imminent.
"Great teammate! You are so amazing! Can you handle such strong soul pressure from Zhou Wubing?" Le Shi seemed to be meeting Zhuo Yifan for the first time, and even wondered if Zhuo Yifan had also received training in soul meditation.
"Master Lan probably helped him secretly, I don't know." Zhuo Yifan shook his head, as if it had nothing to do with him.
When Le Shi heard this, he nodded repeatedly, "Yes! It must be the fat old man who came to help. I didn't expect that this old man is cold on the outside and hot on the inside, haha..."
Seeing that Le Shi was not suspicious, Zhuo Yifan breathed a sigh of relief. He knew very well that all of this was closely related to the ring his father left for him.
"Is there any connection between "Blood Prison Record" and the ring?" Zhuo Yifan asked himself, these two things gave it a great sense of mystery.
What kind of person is his father? He, a stalwart man who occupies the bottom of his heart, feels extremely curious.
"In the whole village, the only people who dare to openly oppose grandpa are the Zhou family. Brother Yifan, Fatty Hei, you have offended Zhou Wubing, he will definitely come to take revenge." Lan Shuang'er said a little discouraged, obviously he was the same.
A meditator. But at the critical moment, he couldn't help at all.
"Tu Niu! What are you afraid of? Aren't your teammates here?" Le Shi patted Zhuo Yifan on the shoulder disapprovingly, feeling that since he met this guy, he could avert every difficulty.
"It would be abnormal if they don't come to retaliate. We suffered a big loss this time because we don't know how to meditate." Zhuo Yifan said: "I'll ask Master Lan if he can teach us. If we can use this power skillfully,
My ability to protect myself in the Blood Prison should also be a bit stronger."
"Let's go, grandpa should have already cooked." Lan Shuang'er smiled sweetly, holding their arms and walking forward.
"Ah? Can you eat the food cooked by an old man? I think there is a small hotel over there that would be good..." Le Shi muttered.
"Haha, okay, okay!"
Lan Shuang'er's eyes narrowed like crescent moons, and he said with a strange smile: "The fat black man is a rich man, and the rich man treats you."
This sentence immediately blocked Le Shi's mouth.
Moreover, during this trip to the Blood Prison, Le Shi and Zhuo Yifan never thought that money could be useful in a place like this.
Both of them are foodies, and of course they want to have a good meal, but eating in a restaurant will cost hundreds of thousands of taels of silver, which is really not as affordable as cooking it at home.
Apart from his own granddaughter, who else would be lucky enough to eat the food cooked by the village chief himself? Although he didn’t know the reason, Aizen seemed to have regarded Zhuo Yifan and Le Shi as a family.
"I can not eat!"
Zhou Wubing threw away his chopsticks angrily, swept over with one hand, and threw away the bowls and chopsticks on the table with a "crackling" sound, and the food fell to the floor.
In the small restaurant of the Zhou family, Zhou Wubing has been bandaged. His face is still handsome and noble, but it is still bloated and in unbearable pain. Fortunately, Zhuo Yifan and Le Shi are not meditators. They are just simple external attacks. In addition to their souls,
Apart from being relatively weak, there is no other pain.
Next to Zhou Wubing, Zhou Hong and Zhou Qing, who were also wrapped into rice dumplings, were gathered around the table, their expressions even more ugly. Looking at the sumptuous dishes on the table, no one had an appetite.
"Master Wu, these people..." Zhou Qing didn't dare to speak. He knew that Zhou Wubing's self-esteem was really hurt this time.
A local snake who has passed down the family lineage in Shura Village was bullied so miserably by two outsiders. What is this? Although Zhuo Yifan and Le Shi are not so-called "meditators", that mark was applied to Zhou Wubing
fist, but it deeply stung his soul.
"Master Wu, something fishy happened this time and we need to take a long-term approach." Zhou Hong said coldly, "They are not soul cultivators, but they can offset our spiritual pressure. This is really weird!"
"I still need you to teach me how to do things?"
Zhou Wubing glared at Zhou Hong fiercely, and said with hatred in his eyes: "It must be Lan Ran who got in the way and secretly helped the two of them offset our power, so we suffered a big loss."
"Now that Aizen is so protective of them, we can only wait for the master to come out of isolation." Zhou Hong said angrily.
"No!" Zhou Qing's face showed anger: "Our Zhou family is also the local snake of Shura Village, and we are on an equal footing with Aizen. He suppresses us so much that we don't even dare to fart. Isn't it a joke?
"
"Shut up! What a quarrel!" Zhou Wubing was furious: "Dad is in retreat. I have just been running the house and something big has happened. If this matter is not handled well, the spearhead from outside will definitely point at my dad. This makes me
What will dad think of me in the future? I can't disturb him no matter what, I have my own plan!"
"Master Wu, do you have an idea?" Zhou Hong's eyes danced as if she knew what Zhou Wubing was thinking.
"These two people have supernatural powers, so it is difficult to kill them all. We must defeat them one by one." Zhou Wubing took a deep breath and calmed down completely: "I want to host a banquet here to entertain Zhuo Yifan and use the wealth and power of my Zhou family.
Let’s break them up. Hmm, since we can’t play with Ming, then let’s play with Dark. Once we bribe him, won’t it be easy to deal with Aizen?”
"Haha, Master Wu has a good plan!" Zhou Hong said with a smile: "If we start with this kid, maybe we can use his strength to improve the status of my Zhou family in the hearts of the villagers."
"Yes, this person is indeed a top priority." Zhou Wubing nodded: "It is obviously not a wise choice to talk to these two reckless men with fists. I want them to see what it is like to run wild on other people's territory.
Stupid thing."
As he spoke, he shook the bell on the table, and immediately a guard rushed in from the door: "What are your orders, Master Wu?"
"Help me go to the Soul King to get two packs of Soul Eater Powder." After Zhou Wubing finished speaking, the guard nodded understandingly and immediately retreated.
"Haha, it was a wise decision for my father to keep the Soul King. It can always be used by me at critical moments." Zhou Wubing sneered: "I want to let that boy taste the feeling of life being worse than death!"
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