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The first thousand three hundred and eighty-four chapters do not use the hidden dragon

Zhuo Bufan split a ray of divine thought and directly penetrated into Chen Tong's sea of ​​divine thoughts. Chen Tong's eyes immediately showed a hint of confusion. After a moment, he took back his divine thoughts.

This girl did not tell anyone about the Fire Island, and even used the technique of self-divine sealing to avoid accidentally letting go.

After a moment, Zhuo Bufan withdrew his mind.

Chen Tong's confused eyes suddenly returned to the clear and clear expression. She glanced at Zhuo Bufan and knew that Zhuo Bufan had just used soul searching techniques on her.

You should know that with the strength of Zhuo Bufan's soul's divine consciousness, the cultivator who was infinitely close to the Golden Pill stage, under the investigation of Zhuo Bufan's divine consciousness, Chen Tong had almost no power to resist.

"You're smart."

Zhuo Bufan smiled and continued to walk along the tree-lined path forward.

Chen Tong pinched his palms slightly, and someone was exploring his divine consciousness. It was like taking off his clothes naked. Although she was dissatisfied and even angry, in the cultivation world, the strong are the most respected, and her strength is weaker than Zhuo Bufan, and even The entire Shen family is weaker than Zhuo Bufan and has no power to resist at all.

"call!"

Chen Tong breathed a long sigh.

I was secretly grateful that Chen Tong avoided the important things about her encounter on Fire Island and made up a story to deceive her family. If she told her about Fire Island and Zhuo Bufan, she would likely anger Zhuo Bufan, thus The Shen family is in danger of overthrow.

Even for the ancestor in the family, Chen Tong did not reveal any of Zhuo Bufan's affairs.

Withdrew his mind, Chen Tong raised his head and continued to lead Zhuo Bufan towards the interior of the villa.

...

"Old ancestor, I am Chen Tong."

Chen Tong and Zhuo Bufan stood at the door of a quiet room with black tiles and wooden beams, with a hint of awe on Chen Tong's pretty face.

"Come in!"

An old sound rang in the room.

Zhuo Bufan and Shen Tong entered the room. The room was very empty. There was almost nothing except a futon, and there was not even a light bulb. The only thing that was illuminated was the candlestick placed in the four corners of the room, with fiery red lights burning. Fragments of strange fragrance spread.

"Fire Winter Stone."

Zhuo Bufan glanced and found that the burning object on the candlestick was a common lighting material in the cultivation world. No matter whether it was windy or rainy, the fire and winter stone would not be extinguished, and would emit waves of fire. The strange fragrance has the effect of concentrating the mind and calming the energy, and it will have auxiliary effects when practicing.

"Old Ancestor."

Shen Tong stood quietly, bent down slightly, and said very respectfully.

Zhuo Bufan just saw an old man with white hair and a childish face sitting in the quiet room, his eyes closed and his breath was extremely weak, as if he was about to die.

However, under this faint breath, there is a kind of explosive power as lightning as lightning.

The old man in front of him was the mid-stage cultivator whom Zhuo Bufan discovered with his divine thoughts before he came to Shenjia Villa.

Chen Qianlong, the founder of the Shen family and the ancestor of the Shen family, can be said to be the grandfather of the grandfather of the Shen Tong...

Even the Shen family doesn’t know exactly how old they are.

But Zhuo Bufan knew that the life span limit in the middle of the elixir was eight hundred years, and Chen Tong's grandfather was obviously almost at the life span limit. If he could not break through, he would definitely be transformed in another two hundred years.

"Yeah, here it's here."

Chen Qianlong opened his eyes, and there was a faint splendor blooming in his seemingly turbid eyes.

"Old ancestor, this is Mr. Zhuo. I have had some fate with me in Japan, and I also need his help." Chen Tong said softly.

"Well, Mr. Zhuo, a hero is a boy!"

Chen Qianlong raised his head and his eyes fell on Zhuo Bufan's body, with a hint of admiration.

"Class Shen is over-reputable."

Zhuo Bufan said modestly.

"Since you help me Chen Tong, that's my friend of the Shen family. I already know what happened just now. Chen Guanyang was wrong first. I will ask him to apologize to you. As for Chen in the past few days, I'll let Chen go. Tong is with you nearby to play."

After Chen Qianlong finished speaking, he immediately closed his eyes.

Zhuo Bufan frowned. The old guy asked Chen Tong to invite him, but there was nothing wrong.

"Mr. Zhuo, let's go out and chat first."

Chen Tong spoke.

Zhuo Bufan nodded and left the quiet room with Chen Tong.

After the two left, Chen Qianlong opened his eyes again, and this time there was a brilliant light flashing through his eyes.

"Isn't it him?"

Chen Qianlong frowned.

Just as the villa banquet began, he felt a trace of the exploration power of divine thoughts. At first, he thought it was his own illusion, and then he realized that with his cultivation and state of mind, how could he have illusions for no reason?

Therefore, he asked Chen Tong to invite Zhuo Bufan over, and then carefully observed that Zhuo Bufan's cultivation level was in the middle stage of the innate stage. With his age, he could reach that level. Either there was a powerful family or sect behind it, or It is with the help of a powerful master.

But just having the middle stage of innate cultivation, he could not avoid his divine consciousness to explore himself. Therefore, Chen Qianlong felt that the person who had just investigated his Shen family was not Zhuo Bufan.

As for a middle-level innate cultivator, although he is powerful, Chen Qianlong has not taken it seriously. After all, the Shen family also has the existence of a innate cultivator.



"Mr. Zhuo, I promised you that if you can rescue me from Akito Inoue, I will give you a treasure."

Chen Tong suddenly spoke.

"Do you remember?"

Zhuo Bufan smiled and said, he really didn't care. After all, with his knowledge, he had never seen any treasures. Besides, what kind of treasures can a small Shen family come out?

"Although I am just a little girl, I am not bad compared to your men. I still understand the truth that I believe in my words."

Chen Tong glanced at his lips and walked towards a room in Dongyuan, "That's my room, come in with me and take a look."

Zhuo Bufan frowned and a hint of curiosity rose in his heart. He didn't know what "super treasure" Chen Tong would take out.

The outside of the room is classic, but the inside is very modern, with the unique fragrance of my daughter's boudoir.

"Mr. Zhuo, look at this thing, can it be worthy of your kindness to save me!"

Chen Tong bit his little silver teeth, as if he was reluctant to let go. When he opened his palm, a strange fragrance suddenly spread out and filled the entire room.

"This is……"

Zhuo Bufan glared and pinched a formation to cover the entire room to prevent the strange fragrance from leaking and to prevent other people from exploring their divine sensations.

I saw a small earth-yellow flower in Chen Tong's white and tender little hand, covering the earth-yellow halo, as if it was a lifelike flower carved from stone, with three petals in total, and the strange fragrance came from it. Emitted. (To be continued)


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