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Chapter 191: Female Ghost Illusion

Everyone standing in the inner hall watched the boy leave the yard, and suddenly felt like a dream. Now Chen Jiamu understood Zhuo Bufan's meaning, "Thirty years of people and cows and horses, sixty years of Buddhas and dragons and elephants, don't bully the boys' poor."

The Young King of Jinling.

Seventeen years old and major general!

Such achievements are not as good as those in the venue, even if you are in the venue, just like Li Baihe thought. The two looked at each other and then turned their eyes to their daughter Chen Qingai. In addition to regret, they could do it.

What's left.

Everyone in the Wang family was relieved when they saw Zhuo Bufan leaving. It was obvious that Zhuo Bufan no longer regarded the Wang family as his opponent, otherwise the Wang family would not be able to escape this disaster.

Shangguan Liuyun smiled with a smile on his lips, "The leader is wise and Zhuo Bufan's strength, he will first take the position of major general. He can make contributions in the future and convince the people in the army."

For half a month, Zhuo Bufan hid in the villa and never left the house.

As for Chu Tian and others who came to visit each other for a week, they didn't even come to the door. The psychedelic array arranged outside the villa could not come in at all.

"We are rich and noble than me, and only immortality is in my heart." Zhuo Bufan stood on the balcony of the villa, looking at the aura that was as smoke as fog, and shook his head and said.

In the past half month, he has consolidated his strength in the Foundation Establishment Period. Even if he met the person behind who sent someone to grab the tripod last time, Zhuo Bufan was confident of killing him, but in the past half month, the other party seemed to have been there.

No action.

Shaking his head, Zhuo Bufan didn't think about this matter, and took a look at the villa that was vaguely visible to the other party in Shaohua Lake. Ye Ziqin had not contacted him again for half a month.

"Calculate the time, school has already started. It seems that I have to go to school to report quickly." Zhuo Bufan murmured to himself, and suddenly the ringtone of his cell phone rang.

It was my mother's call.

"Xiaofan, school has already started. Have you gone to school?" Zhou Biyu's voice was filled with a hint of complaint: "You have a wife and forgot your mother. I came back to play for a few days last time, but I don't know if you have a school anymore.

Come back once.”

"Mom, I'm busy lately. I will definitely come back to see you when I have time. Don't be angry, otherwise your son will feel guilty." Zhuo Bufan said with a smile. He also wanted to be by his mother's side to make up for the past three hundred years.

It’s a pity that he has the path of cultivation of immortality, and he will sail against the current, and if he doesn’t advance, he will retreat. Moreover, he also wants to practice to a higher level, which may allow his mother to live for decades more.

Zhou Biyu said happily: "Okay, okay, I know you have grown up and have your own affairs. Take good care of yourself outside. Don't worry about your mom, do you know? If you don't have enough money, just speak up."

"I know, mom, I still have money on me, don't worry." Zhuo Bufan nodded, and his mother gave me a few more instructions before hanging up the phone.

Last time in Zhongzhou, Zhou Boxiang paid a billion yuan to his bank card, bought a lot of medicinal materials and consumed almost all the money he had left in Tianmei Company, leaving only a little money as living expenses,

His current strength is just something outside his body if he wants money.

Besides, with his current cultivation level, the most important thing is to hone the mind of Tao and realize life. It is already a slight effect to simply improve his skills with elixirs. Unless he can get a real spiritual herb, it’s a pity that this spiritual herb on earth

Existence is rare, so it is not easy to obtain.

Zhuo Bufan did not apply for top universities such as Tsinghua University and Yan University this time, but applied for the Qingke University in Zhejiang Province, the top ten top universities in Longguo. He wanted to be closer to his mother. If there was any accident, he could also be in time.

go home.

"I'll report to Zhejiang University tomorrow." Zhuo Bufan murmured to himself. He had another regret in his heart that he had never been to college in his previous life. If he returned to this life, he must go through a complete life step by step, otherwise the heart would be in a difficult situation.

remove.

Zhuo Bufan, who calmed down during this period, also thought about many questions. He practiced bravely and diligently in his previous life, but he left many regrets under the earth and became inner demons. He usually did not notice them, but when he passed the tribulation, these inner demons suddenly appeared and disturbed them.

The heart of Tao has never transformed into a mortal, how can one cultivate the path of immortality?

After packing up the things, Zhuo Bufan did not intend to remove the spirit gathering array in the villa. Instead, he arranged a formation to transport all the spiritual energy in the villa to Ye Ziqin's villa. Now his cultivation level is only absorbing these things.

The spiritual fog can no longer be improved, so it is better to stay and help suppress the cold air in Ye Ziqin's body.

After booking a plane ticket for tomorrow morning, Zhuo Bufan did not practice tonight, but lay in bed to prepare to have a solid sleep.

Before he knew it, Zhuo Bufan suddenly opened his eyes. There was a vast white place in front of him, as if the thick fog in winter. Suddenly, a breeze blew up, and the thick fog gradually dispersed. There was a green bamboo forest garden around him.

The wind blows layer by layer of thin bamboo leaves, and these beads are beautiful and upright. A beautiful woman wearing red clothes and holding her hair in the bamboo forest suddenly comes out. Her every move is full of charm and her eyes are captivating.

There are thousands of charms in my eyes.

She was far away, and it seemed impossible to see clearly, but after two or three lotus steps under her feet, the person had already arrived in front of Zhuo Bufan, and she danced with her long sleeves. She squinted her eyes and put her nose on Zhuo Bufan's neck.

After sniffing it, a scent of intoxicating musk and orchid penetrated Zhuo Fufan's nostrils.

The woman kept stroking Zhuo Bufan's face with her long sleeves. Any man would probably be confused by such a woman, but Zhuo Bufan's eyes were still clear.

"Young Master." The woman suddenly stood behind Zhuo Bufan, and a light voice sounded like a spring water: "Young Master stood there like a wood. Is it because the little woman has no charm at all?"

When he spoke, the woman's tone actually had a faint sadness and disappointment, which made any normal man feel a desire to protect him.

"Who are you?" Zhuo Bufan said lightly, unmoved.

Suddenly the woman's feet were windy and floated toward the back, almost ten meters away from Zhuo Bufan. With a wave of red sleeves, there was a thin-necked white porcelain bottle with a cuckoo in it, and a burning incense rose up.

Scented white silk.

The woman sat on the ground, her slender jade fingers tweaked the strings of the piano with the sound of the wind, and a piano sound spread out in all directions, and was gentle and long, like a mountain stream and spring hitting a pebbles, or like a fine breeze blowing through the bamboo forest, rustling, but with a few

Saving sorrow.

Zhuo Bufan had learned some music, so he closed his eyes and listened carefully, and nodded.

Suddenly, the sound of the piano became like a storm, like a heavy rain and howling wind. The woman raised her head and as she fiddled with her fingers, several invisible rhymes turned into blades and flew quickly towards Zhuo Bufan.

"It's a pity that this wonderful piano sound also wastes this quiet artistic conception." Zhuo Bufan opened his eyes suddenly and waved his hand. The blade that was as powerful as a bamboo suddenly condensed in the air, and finally collapsed and dissipated like smoke. (To be continued)


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