"This Zhuo Bufan looks quite honest, and he actually takes care of his mistress?" Zhang Xiaocui frowned and snorted coldly, "No, I have to remind Xiaohuan."
"Hey, young heroes like Zhuo Bufan are destined to achieve brilliant achievements in the future. Like an emperor of all ages, there are more confidants around you, so what's the point?" The Nine Gate Admiral carried his hands behind his back, shook his head, and said calmly.
"Haha, straight male cancer." Zhang Xiaocui glanced at him coldly.
Zhang Xiaocui stayed with her granddaughter all day, bought a smartphone and often surfed the Internet, and understood many Internet terms.
On the mountain floor, except for a group of people led by the Admiral of the Nine Gate, standing together, seven or eight meters away, a group of men in black uniforms stood seven or eight meters away. The leader was wearing long centipede braids, black long gowns and black cloth shoes, his heels were not on the ground, and behind him was the elder of the Sun family in Zhonghai.
The two groups of people formed an opposition. If the Nine Gate Admiral took action to help Zhuo Bufan, Elder Sun would definitely restrain him. The two of them were both mastering warriors at the same time. Even if their strength was different, it would not be a problem for a while. The Nine Gate Admiral had no chance to help.
At this time, the cliffs on both sides of the Qing River are towering, with vast trees and rolling rivers, giving people a feeling of vastness. It is separated from the urban steel buildings and is a completely magnificent natural landscape.
It was already spring, the trees sprouted, the grass leaves were fresh, and the green scene was like Li Taibai chanting on a boat crossing the river - the monkeys on both sides could not stop crying, and the light boat had already passed thousands of mountains.
An old man sat cross-legged on the grass on the bank of the river. There was a pear blossom and tree table in front of him, and black and white chess pieces were placed on it. The old man frowned and thought hard, as if he was hesitating where to put the black spots next.
The strangest thing is that the plants and trees around him are declining one after another, just like the scene of autumn and winter, with a faint black mist squirting out of his body, giving people a very strange feeling.
"Mr. Zhuo is here." Yang Wenshan opened his eyes and said loudly.
Everyone looked in the sound and saw a white mark on the river surface, dragging out its long tail. A figure was running on the river surface. Then, her feet stepped on the water, and her whole body stomped in the air, and her posture fell on the shore with a graceful posture.
"Xingxiao, I have been waiting for you by the Qing River for a long time." The old man didn't even raise his head, his lips tightly pursed, but the sound spread throughout the entire Qing River, with constant echoes, startling the birds on the trees on both sides and flew into the sky.
"Are you the fifth elder of Hehuan Sect?" Zhuo Bufan said lightly with one hand.
"You killed my grandson and my junior brother Jile in Lop Nur, and killed me in Xifeng Town and Xuzhou in Xuzhou. Actually, I underestimated your strength. I should kill you before going to retreat." The old man shook his head and sighed.
"Then aren't you going to kill me now?"
The old man then slowly raised his head, revealing a thin face, with deep eye sockets and protruding cheekbones, like a dead tree that was about to die. But Zhuo Bufan felt the aura surging like the ocean in his body.
"When you and me are at the same level, the world's money, reputation, power, and women are not at your fingertips?" the old man said slowly.
"You said it right, but don't you want to avenge your grandson?" Zhuo Bufan chuckled.
The old man slowly dropped the chess piece in his hand, "At the point of my life, I have become indifferent to the affection of the mortal world. What I pursue is eternal life, and they eventually turn into dust, it is just a matter of time.
Zhuo Bufan simply sat cross-legged on the grass and smiled and said, "You are right. When you reach your level, you are naturally not pursuing things like the mortal world. Then why did you call me here today?"
"Although that's the case, you killed my grandson and killed a few of my subordinates, which caused me to lose a lot of people. If you are willing to follow me, all this can disappear. And if you want money, I can give you women, and even the first-tier domestic actresses. If you want, I can catch them for you to play."
In his opinion, Zhuo Bufan was young. Although he heard that he was only seventeen or eighteen years old, when he actually saw him, Sun Zhiliangcai was still a little surprised. This was simply a monster. He had already made up his mind to pay attention that if he could not get it for his own use, it could only be eliminated.
Otherwise, if Zhuo Bufan grows up, I'm afraid there are few people in this world who can restrain him.
Zhuo Bufan laughed silently.
In his previous life, he followed the Immortal Junhe from the Earth, practiced in the starry sky, destroyed the ancient holy land, and killed the Nine Nether Kings. I don’t know how many geniuses he killed to destroy many sects and demon sects, but this is the first time someone actually wanted to make him surrender and accept himself as his servant.
"If you don't want to, that's what you do." Sun Zhiliang picked up a black chess piece, and then the chess piece turned into powder in the air and dissipated with the wind.
Zhuo Bufan shook his head and looked indifferent, "You have too little vision. I think you can be invincible in the world in a mere foundation-building period?"
"Although I can't be invincible in the world, I'm more than enough to kill you." After Sun Zhiliang finished speaking, the chess pieces on the chessboard rose out of thin air and then flew towards me like bullets.
"presumptuous."
Zhuo Bufan suddenly punched out, shaking the air trembled, and his fist emitted a ball of white rings. The black and white chess pieces flying in the air were shattered into powder, and his fist suddenly hit Sun Zhiliangcai's chest.
Even if Sun Zhiliang is a foundation-building practitioner, he dare not beat the master's fist. After all, the practitioners practice mental power, magic power, and physical body are just equivalent to ordinary internal martial artists.
In an emergency, Sun Zhiliangcai pinched the magic trick in his hand, and a ball of black mist blocked his chest, and he flew backwards in the air and landed on the surface of the river.
Zhuo Bufan broke away the black fog with one punch and then jumped into the river.
The Yangtze River, about fifty meters wide, flowed from the mountains. It seemed to be flat, but in fact it was undercurrent. The two of them stood on the flowing river water like walking on flat ground, with a gesture of a master confrontation.
"This guy angered the fifth elder. Today is the day for him to die." On the mountain, Elder Sun shook his head, and a trace of viciousness appeared in his eyes.
The Nine Gate Admirals and others held their breath and concentrated. This kind of showdown between real masters is not something you can see just by wanting to see, and no one wants to miss this wonderful battle.
Two brilliant lights shot out from Qiu Jinse's eyes. She had seen Zhuo Bufan's heroic figure on the Ximalaya peak with her own eyes. She was full of confidence in him. He was a legend and would never be defeated.
And at this time, in a hotel.
Ye Ziqin was wearing a thin white turtleneck sweater, tall and charming, and wearing cropped jeans and a pair of white slings, dressing very casually.
She has been traveling with Zhuo Bufan in Xuzhou these days, but today Zhuo Bufan said that there is something to do in the school, so she was planning to go out for a shopping trip by herself.
But at this moment, the door of the hotel room suddenly opened and two men in black uniforms appeared in the hotel. (To be continued)