Bu Fan looked towards the sky to the west and narrowed his eyes slightly.
Don't these people look like they are passing by?
This was Bu Fan's first feeling.
With the cultivation level of a monk in the Nascent Soul stage, the speed at which these breaths flew could be described as a turtle speed. It didn't look like they were passing by at all, but more like they were searching for something.
Bu Fan looked in the direction of the kitchen and suddenly disappeared.
"Daddy eats fruit!"
Not long after Bu Fan disappeared, Xiao Xibao ran out of the kitchen with small steps, carrying a fruit plate.
"Hey, where is daddy?"
Little Xibao tilted his head and looked at the little white donkey, female goat, big ox, toad, little ginseng, and big turtle.
These six guys shook their heads in unison as if they were rehearsed.
Um.
They didn't know where Bu Fan had gone.
it is true.
"Do you want to go back to the house?"
Xiao Xibao thought for a while, "Then I'll go inside and have a look!"
With that said, Xiao Xibao ran into the house carrying the fruit plate.
Dani also came out of the kitchen.
I saw little Xibao coming and going in a hurry, and I was still a little confused.
But after a while, Xiao Xibao walked out of the room feeling a little depressed.
"What's wrong?" Dani said with a smile.
"Daddy, you're not at home!" Xiao Xibao pouted and said
"Aren't you here?" Dani asked doubtfully.
"Hmm, I didn't see anyone in the room!" Xiao Xibao nodded.
"Then I think your dad is out!" Dani smiled, "Let's eat the fruit first, we don't have to wait for your dad!"
"Okay then, let's leave a little for daddy!" Xiao Xibao said "hmm" obediently and quickly placed the fruit plate in his little hand on the stone table.
"Daddy doesn't like to eat this, and daddy doesn't like to eat this, and this, and this..."
In the end, Xiao Xibao very obediently left a jujube for Bu Fan, and looked at Dani sweetly, "Mom, these are ours, let's eat them!"
Dani smiled sweetly, "Okay!"
…
And at the same time.
In the night sky, Bu Fan, wearing a mask with a weird smile on his face, stood in front of five Nascent Soul monks.
These five Nascent Soul monks were dressed in black robes, and they also wore masks on their faces, but their masks looked like the faces of some kind of wild beasts, and they looked extremely terrifying and ferocious.
The five Nascent Soul cultivators just looked at each other and took action one after another.
Bu Fan originally just wanted the five Nascent Souls to go elsewhere, but he didn't expect that these five people would take action without any explanation.
Then...
One of the five Yuanying monks survived.
"Aren't you a Jindan monk?"
The surviving Nascent Soul cultivator was knocked to the ground by Bu Fan's palm, and the ferocious mask fell off his face. He was a middle-aged man about forty years old.
At this moment, the man's pupils shrank, as if he had seen something frightening.
Bu Fan walked slowly to the Yuanying monk.
He is not a murderous person.
But these people took action first, and he was just defending.
Stretch out your hand.
Put your hand on the man's forehead and perform the Soul Searching Technique.
After a while, the Yuanying monk's eyes were empty and lifeless, Bu Fan withdrew his hand, and the Yuanying monk fell straight to the ground.
No wonder these people are wearing masks.
I bet these people are not monks from the Wei Dynasty, but wizards from Southern Xinjiang.
Their purpose was to find Marquis Ding'an and kill him.
"A wizard again?"
Bu Fan sighed.
If he remembered correctly, the poison that Wu Xuanzi brought last time to the emperor's grandson Cao Xiaodi was voodoo.
And these wizards dealt with a general of the Wei Dynasty.
Um.
It should be said that the assassination of Marquis Ding'an last time was also related to these wizards, because the poison in Marquis Ding'an's body was also voodoo, which was similar to Cao Xiaodi's poison.
"puff!"
Bu Fan flicked his fingers.
A ball of faint blue flame fell on the Yuanying monk, and a raging fire immediately ignited.
In less than a moment, the flames gradually became smaller, leaving only a burnt mark.
"Maybe these wizards are planning something, but it doesn't seem to have anything to do with me!"
"What we should consider for our current plan is whether Marquis Ding'an should stay?"
The day before yesterday, Zhou Zhongshan, the head of the school, came over personally to say that Marquis Ding'an taught well in the school. He also said that the students in the big class of the school are now much more active and united than before.
Of course, it is also indispensable to admire and compliment him for his sharp eyesight.
But if Marquis Ding'an is left behind.
This time we come to the Nascent Soul stage, will we come to the Divine Transformation stage, the Void Refining stage, and the Fusion stage in the future?
Although these cultivation levels are not enough in front of him.
But he doesn't like trouble coming to his door.
What's more, from the memory of the wizard just now, there are wizards in southern Xinjiang who are no less than those in the Tribulation Stage, and there are even witch ancestors who are above the Tribulation Stage.
Although people with this level of cultivation generally don't take action, just because they don't take action doesn't mean they won't.
What if it really happens?
Let Wu Xuanzi bear it.
When things got bad, he took his wife and children and ran away.
Um.
This is a good idea.
"Forget it, let's stay with Marquis Ding'an for a while and take a look!"
With his hands clasped behind his back, Bu Fan appeared outside the courtyard gate out of thin air, and then slowly stepped into the courtyard.
"Dad, where have you gone?"
Seeing him coming back, Xiao Xibao ran over happily.
"The town has some business to take care of!"
Bu Fan smiled and touched Xiao Xibao's head.
"Well, daddy, you were not here just now, so my mother and I had to eat the fruit first, but don't worry, I left one for you.
!”
Xiao Xibao's little face was smiling crazily.
"Deng Deng, look!"
Xiao Xibao suddenly stretched out his little hand from behind.
Open your palms.
There is a big and juicy dick in the palm of my hand...
Jujube.
"Well, she is indeed my father's daughter!"
Bu Fan picked up the jujube and put it into his mouth without any care, chewed it, "It's quite sweet!"
"Daddy, aren't you angry?" Xiao Xibao tilted his head.
"Why should I be angry?" Bu Fan suddenly laughed.
"Is it because Xiao Xibao didn't leave anything delicious for you?" Xiao Xibao glanced at Bu Fan again.
"Didn't Xiao Xibao leave a jujube for dad?"
Bu Fan smiled and hugged Xiao Xibao, "Actually, no matter what Xiao Xibao leaves for daddy, daddy will be very happy!"
"Daddy is the best, little Xibao will definitely leave a lot of delicious food for daddy next time!!"
Xiao Xibao's voice was as clear and sweet as an oriole's, and she gently kissed Bu Fan's cheek with her small mouth.
Looking at the scene of deep love between father and daughter, Dani smiled and shook her head. Why did she feel like she was a third party?
…
Early the next morning.
Marquis Ding'an slowly opened his eyes on the bed in a very strange and cunning way.
The reason why it is said to be weird and cunning is because Marquis Ding'an pressed his chest against the bed, raised his feet like an arch, and clasped his feet tightly with both hands.
If Bu Fan were here, he would definitely feel familiar when he saw this scene, but it was missing a rope to tie it up.
But in fact, Ding'anhou was practicing seriously.
After simply freshening up and dressing up, Marquis Ding'an went out and walked towards the school.
On the road.
Marquis Ding'an met many students who went to the academy, and each of these academy students exuded an air of elegance.
Suddenly, the students in the academy all said hello to an old man.