"Just just wander around." Zhuo Bufan said calmly.
Wei Zhongkui smiled and said, "Since you are Xiaoxuan's friend, then you are my friend. Let's go in together."
Zhuo Bufan nodded, and wanted to see what these people wanted to do!
Wei Zhongkui walked ahead, but Zhang Yuxuan and Zhuo Bufan walked side by side and said with a smile: "If you run away from home and don't go back, your family should be worried about you."
Zhuo Bufan looked helpless and finally said, "Who told you that I ran away from home? I came to find Jiaolong."
Wei Zhongkui, who was walking in front, heard his words and turned his head and said, "It turns out that the little brother also came from the news. I wonder which martial arts family you are from?"
These underground strengths know more or less about warriors.
"I am not from the Martial Arts family." Zhuo Bufan said truthfully.
Hearing Zhuo Bufan's words, Wei Zhongkui's smile on his face was a little less, and he didn't say anything. He walked up with his hands on his back. After walking about seven or eight hundred meters, he finally reached a flat bottom on the mountainside, which had been placed here.
OK table and wooden chairs.
Standing on the hillside, there is a white mist storm in front of it, just like a fairyland on earth.
Wei Zhongkui sat on the wooden chair and murmured to himself: "It is rumored that when the camp rafters fell from the dragon, a green rainbow penetrated the world, but I was still young at that time and I don't remember this matter anymore, and I don't know whether it is true or false.
Really, the dragon is on my Wei Zhongkui's territory, and I have no reason not to come and share the soup.”
Zhuo Bufan stood on the mountainside and looked into the distance. The white mist here was wrapped like smoke. The red sun in the east was born, and the clouds were simmering. More importantly, the spiritual energy here was about three or four times higher than outside, and it seemed to be increasing continuously.
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"I see!"
Zhuo Bufan looked at it for a while and had a deep heart. There was a broken formation in the valley below. The formation was arranged based on the Yin and Yang of the Heaven and Earth, the Five Elements and Eight Trigrams. It can usually condense spiritual energy, but every time, the formation is
The ability will be weakened. Do those people wait until this time to come?
There are not only the spirit gathering arrays in the incomplete formations underground in the valley, but also the Five Elements Killing Array. If you break in normally, if you are not at the peak of foundation building, you will probably be at risk of falling.
"I came here specially, and I must see if there are any dragons in the world." Zhang Yuxuan was eager to see, but the clouds were too heavy and she didn't see anything.
Wei Zhongkui knocked on the armrest and said, "Why haven't Master Xie come yet?"
As he was speaking, a loud voice sounded, "Master Wei, I have made you wait for a long time."
Everyone turned their heads and saw a middle-aged man wearing a black training suit and about the same age as Mr. Wei. He walked over.
Wei Zhongkui stood up, showed a bright smile on his face, and bowed to greet him, "Thank you, you are finally here."
"Thank you, Master." Zhang Yuxuan stood beside her and shouted respectfully.
Zhuo Bufan glanced at him. He was just a mid-stage dark energy, and he couldn't even catch his eyes.
"Thank you, this time I'm reliable." Wei Zhongkui said.
"Master Wei, I must do my best, but recently many warriors have come to the camp rafters." Master Xie showed a solemn look on his face.
Wei Zhongkui said, "Thank you, this camp is my territory of Wei Zhongkui. With you thanking you for help, even if those warriors come, are we afraid?"
"Yes." Master Xie nodded and said no more. After all, Mr. Wei is a man in the tragedy and has a gun in his hand. He doesn't know much about the martial arts world, so he is naturally not afraid of warriors.
Standing on the mountainside, everyone was waiting for the clouds to dissipate. During this period, there were many people coming to the mountainside, seven or eight of them together, two people in groups, and one Mavericks. Everyone didn't speak when they arrived at the top of the mountain.
For the sake of the camp, sit or stand, and some people seize the time to practice with their eyes closed.
After all, there is a lot of spiritual energy here, and it takes one hour to practice outside for one day.
Zhuo Bufan also saw the middle-aged man, a man and a woman he saw in the hotel yesterday, as well as the two big beards.
"Wei Zhongkui, you came very early, and you actually brought all the chairs over."
This time, a middle-aged man came up with a group of bodyguards following him, and an old man with black hair and waist beside him, holding a dead tree in his hand, giving people a gloomy feeling.
"Xiangtian, why are you here?" Wei Zhongkui's eyes sterned, and a hint of coldness appeared slightly.
Zhang Yuxuan stood beside Zhuo Bufan and said, "This is Xiangtian. He has never been in a relationship with my uncle. He is also a social gang. Last time, he sent someone to smash my uncle's place."
Zhuo Bufan took a look at the old man beside Xiang Tian. He was actually a magician, but he was only in the middle stage of Qi training.
"Is this your territory of Wei Zhongkui? Can't I come? Don't think that you have experts around you to help me, I'm afraid of you." Xiangtian said carelessly, with an arrogant look on his face.
"Master Wei, the old man around Xiangtian is not weak." Master Xie saw the clue at a glance and said solemnly.
After Xiang Tian finished speaking, he ignored Wei Zhongkui. After all, there were many forces on the top of the mountain, and no one wanted to be the fuse that would touch his whole body.
Wei Zhongkui nodded slightly, "I heard that Xiangtian invited a master from somewhere to come back, and he had the power of unpredictable gods and ghosts."
Speaking of this, Wei Zhongkui glanced at Zhuo Bufan and suddenly said, "Little brother, you should be good at martial arts. If you can help me later, how about I give you 100,000?"
Zhuo Bufan frowned. Before he could speak, Zhang Yuxuan pulled Zhuo Bufan's arm and said, "Zhuo Bufan, just help my uncle, 100,000 yuan, your parents will definitely be happy when they get the money back."
Zhuo Bufan rarely talks to such an ant.
Seeing that he didn't say anything, Wei Zhongkui thought he had agreed, so he looked at Master Xie and said, "Mr. Xie, if you can help me with this time, I will prepare a million for you."
"Thank you, Master Wei." A hint of joy appeared on Master Xie's face, he looked at Zhuo Bufan again, shook his head, thinking that he was the helper Wei Zhongkui had found, but he was far from him, otherwise Wei Zhongkui would not give him only 100,000 yuan.
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As soon as the old man around Xiangtian appeared, the warriors who were closing their eyes to rest all opened their eyes, and a hint of fear appeared on their faces.
There are fewer magicians than warriors and are more difficult to practice. Magicians have strange methods and no one wants to provoke the old man.
At this moment, a loud sound shook the fields, like a big bell:
"It's so lively, don't mind our Huang family coming to join in the fun."
As soon as he finished speaking, five or six people came up. The leader was a middle-aged man, as angry as the sea, with a laugh on his face, and the warriors around him stood up and shouted:
“Master Yellow.”
“Master Yellow.”
Even the Xie Master and the Sword Master who stood beside Xiang Wen and Wei Zhongkui changed their faces and shouted respectfully: "I have met Master Huang." (To be continued)