Chapter Three Hundred and Nine Destroy My Dao Heart
Ye Ziqin returned to Jinling to deal with the company's affairs. Zhuo Bufan looked at her leaving behind and wanted to speak but stopped.
Is it impossible for the two to be together after all?
On the plane, Zhuo Bufan sat against the porthole, looking at the vast sea of clouds and the beautiful scenery of clouds. He couldn't help but be confused. The necklace he gave to Ye Ziqin was broken by Lian Xun. When he returned to Xuzhou, he had to find an opportunity to make Ye Zi again.
Refining a protective magic weapon.
"Actually, I am still a virgin. In the past, Qiu Sihai asked me to seduce those men, but I got them drunk and then just found a woman to accompany them." Qiu Jinse, who was sitting next to him, suddenly spoke out.
Her voice was not very loud, but in the quiet airport, many people still showed strange expressions, and Yu Guang quietly turned over.
"I promise you peace and happiness for a lifetime. As for the others, we are people from two worlds." Zhuo Bufan said lightly.
Hearing Zhuo Bufan's words, Qiu Jinse's face, who was originally laughing, suddenly became much stiffer, his eyes turned red, and he smiled bitterly: "Others say that when you meet Yang Guo, you will be ruined for the rest of your life, but when I meet you, Zhuo Bufan, will be ruined for the rest of your life."
You don't like me, why do you want to save me?
Can people who have seen the sea be excited to see the lake? Just like seeing a young man as energetic as Zhuo Bufan, the dazzling light of the young men in other aristocratic families dimmed instantly.
When he returned to Xuzhou, Zhuo Bufan and Qiu Jinse parted ways.
When I arrived at the room in Siheyuan, I finally took off my clothes, turned my back to the mirror, looked at a black slap mark on my back, and couldn't help but frown.
This is a slap that was sneak attacked by the evil corpse. The demonic skills practiced by the evil corpse gathered the resentment and foul qi of heaven and earth. It is not an ordinary injury. If it is not cured, it will eventually affect the heart of Tao and will be difficult to improve in the future.
If I hadn't saved Ye Ziqin and Qiu Jinse at that time, how could I have been successfully attacked by the evil corpse?
Thinking of this, Zhuo Bufan clenched his fists, his eyes as quiet as ever, "But I, Zhuo Bufan, have never regretted it in my life!"
Suddenly, the little golden color hidden in Zhuo Bufan's hat poked out of his head, looking weak, "Master, I can't hold on anymore, I feel like I'm about to die, I haven't married yet, I still have too many wishes that have not come true
, If I die..."
Zhuo Bufan shook his head, smiled bitterly, and took out three pills and threw them at him, "Don't pretend here, Lian Xun's little strength can't kill you at all."
"These three small Peiyuan Pills are my last pills. After you finish taking them, you can practice the exercises well and wish me a lot of strength in the future." Zhuo Bufan reminded.
The little golden snake got the pill and opened its mouth and swallowed it all into its abdomen. Then it turned into a golden light and drilled into the space ring.
Eating these three small Peiyuan Pills is enough to allow the little golden snake to enter the realm of Taoism.
A ray of light suddenly flashed through Zhuo Bufan's mind. The resentment and foul air of heaven and earth are all born from people. The only way to eliminate the resentment in his body is to gather the power of merit.
"How can we gather the power of merit?" Zhuo Bufan frowned and thought for a moment, "By the way, the best way is to cure the disease and save the person and collect the power of merit."
A few days later.
The entire upper-level circle of Xuzhou was sensational. The Qin family in Xuzhou sold all their industries in Xuzhou for no reason and quietly left Xuzhou.
As for the reason, no one knows the reason, but Zhuo Bufan, who was sitting in Starbucks, looked at the bank card with more than 5 billion text messages on his mobile phone, but his heart was calm and without any turmoil.
Suddenly, a pretty figure appeared at the door, wearing a clean white down jacket, wrapped her petite body inside, her face was red, the weather was cold outside, and scattered snowflakes have been falling these days.
"Young Master." Lian Shijian ran over excitedly and sat opposite Zhuo Bufan.
The oval face was filled with dust and a pair of big purple grape-like eyes. As soon as she got off the plane, she was busy coming over, rubbed her little hands that were red from the cold, and sniffed the white heat.
"Waiter, have a cappuccino." Zhuo Bufan asked the waiter to pour her a cup of coffee.
At this moment, a few young men dressed in fancy clothes came in outside, about in their early twenties, and the leader was a young man in a blue suit.
Where rich people come in and out, they are all high-end clubs, air conditioning and heating, and there are cars to travel when they go out. Although winter has come, they are still wearing very thin clothes.
These people sat at a table on the side of Zhuo Bufan. After ordering a few cups of coffee, a vulgar guy stared at Lian Shijian, "Mr. Tu, that girl is pretty, but unfortunately she has a boyfriend."
Lian Shijian is indeed beautiful, and has a gentle temperament. He has the poetic and picturesque temperament of a ladies in Jiangnan, which attracts men's attention.
"It's just a poor boy." Another person said disdainfully.
The young man in a blue suit stared at Lian Shijian with a bright look. Shijian frowned his cute eyebrows and curled his lips and whispered: "This kind of rich second-generation who is idle is the most annoying. Let's go, my son."
Zhuo Bufan saw that the time was similar, so she had to take Shi Jian to the school to report.
Just when the young man named Tu Shao suddenly walked to the table and suddenly fell out a stack of banknotes, which cost about two thousand yuan. "Beauty, can you have a cup of coffee with me?"
"Sorry, I'm not available." Shi Jian said in disgust.
Just as he was about to walk around him, a few young companions also stood up and blocked their way. "Beautiful lady, this young master, Mr. Tu, is the eldest son of Boss Tu, please give him some face."
"I don't know you, get out of here." Shi Jian said angrily.
Tu Dabao said happily, "This girl has personality. I like this young master. As long as you are willing to follow me, how about I give you 100,000 yuan a month?"
"Who do you think I am? If you don't let go, my young master will be angry." Shi Jian said angrily, looking even more cute and charming, making several young masters stunned.
"Come on, wearing a Clover down jacket is very posing as a rich second generation? I'm custom-made for this dress of 70,000 yuan, which I bought him several times the whole body." said the wretched man.
Tu Dabao stared at Zhuo Bufan with a fierce look, "Young Master? Which young master from a family, does not give me Dabao a face with such a big card?"
"Zhuo Bufan."
"I haven't heard of it before, give him some color." Tu Dabao sneered.
Just as he finished speaking, several friends next to him suddenly covered their stomachs and fell to the ground, and some even foamed at the mouth. Zhuo Bufan raised his foot, kicked him out and smashed him on the table behind.
It happened that a cup of hot coffee rolled onto his crotch, and Tu Dabao covered his crotch with pain and rolled around and over.
"Okay, let's go." Zhuo Bufan didn't want to compete with a few ants, so he left the cafe with Shijian.
"Damn it, you guys wait for me." Tu Dabao covered his crotch and stared at Zhuo Bufan and Shi Jian's backs with resentment. (To be continued)