"Could these so-called secret realm monks be the same people who massacred my Dongfang family?"
Dongfang Yanran spoke in a deep voice, with a hint of coldness in her tone.
"probably not."
Lu Fan shook his head: "Based on my understanding of the people in South China Sea Wonderland, it should not be their style to act separately."
"Moreover, the Lu family in Shangjing and the Dongfang family in Yanjing are too close. If they attack at the same time, their interests will inevitably be involved. They should be monks from other fairylands."
He looked at Dongfang Yanran's unwilling expression: "But it's also possible that those people want to bloom more in the Middle-earth at the same time and take over the northern region in one fell swoop."
"It's just that before I meet these people, it's just speculation and I can't make a conclusion yet."
"Then go and have a look."
Dongfang Yanran said in a deep voice: "Anyway, I have arrived in Shangjing, and I happen to know how strong these overseas monks are."
"Know yourself and your enemy, and you will be able to fight a hundred battles with no danger."
"What's more, sooner or later we will have a battle with them. There is nothing wrong with wiping out their details as soon as possible."
Lu Fan nodded: "Well, it's also important to find out what Lu Jianping is doing now."
He looked at Lu Pianpian: "When is the competition?"
Before Lu Pianpian had time to speak, Lu Xiaochen had already finished making the phone call and came back.
His face was gloomy, but after seeing Lu Fan, he apologized and said, "Cousin, I'm really sorry."
"There are some things going on in the family. I'm afraid I can't have dinner with you."
"What's wrong?"
Lu Fan asked curiously.
Lu Xiaochen hesitated for a moment and explained: "The clan called just now and said that Lu Jianping sent three secret monks to the station to personally select candidates to participate in the next competition."
"Only the people they value are eligible to participate, and the decision is in their hands."
"What we said is useless."
"Asshole!"
Lu Pianpian gritted her teeth: "We are not their playthings. Whatever they say is what they say. Even the candidates who are qualified to participate must be decided by them!"
"This is too bullying!"
"Don't be angry either."
Lu Fan smiled: "These overseas monks are used to being aloof. They are used to controlling other people's lives and deaths. I guess the selection of candidates this time is fake, and the power to give you seven houses is real."
Under Lu Xiaochen's surprised gaze, Lu Fan stood up and said, "I'm not going to eat anymore. Let's go to your seventh room to eat."
Lu Xiaochen was overjoyed and hurriedly arranged a car to take Lu Fan and Dongfang Yanran to Qifang Station.
The Lu family in Shangjing has flourishing branches, and each head of the family can be called a huge family, distributed in various areas of Shangjing.
Qifang Residential Area is located in the suburbs of Shangjing. It is a geomantic treasure land, shrouded in the aura of wealth, power and wealth.
Dozens of villas are built against the mountains, with bright lights, and warriors standing in front of the doors, which are heavily guarded.
Lu Xiaochen personally drove the Bentley through the gate of the manor and into the main venue.
At this moment, hundreds of people are gathering in the martial arts field in the middle. Everyone is wearing black uniforms and has a gloomy face, but their bodies are full of true energy, and most of them have cultivated to the realm of grand masters.
When Lu Fan got out of the car, he saw a few old men with reserved spirits and full of vitality. Two of them looked very familiar. Just when Lu Fan wanted to see who they were.
"Lu, Lu Fan?"
An extremely surprised voice suddenly sounded behind Lu Fan.
Lu Fan turned around in shock and saw a dark-faced middle-aged man standing behind him, looking at him with red eyes.
"Uncle Seven?"
Lu Fan was surprised when he saw the middle-aged man.