Chapter eight hundred and thirtieth Southern extraordinary Northern Dynasty sect
After the small flowers in his palm bloomed, Zhuo Bufan buried the flowers in the ground. This was not a magical magic, but just relying on the wood-type spiritual energy in his body, a seed can take root and sprout and grow flowers.
"Are you worried about your grandfather?" Zhuo Bufan turned his head to look at Liao Wen with his hands on his back.
"Um."
Liao Wen nodded vigorously, "They haven't appeared for so long, I wonder if my grandfather is in danger."
"Don't worry, they are here." Zhuo Bufan said a strange pronunciation, and then the fog around him dissipated like the wind, and the psychedelic array and defense array were all lifted.
Although Zhuo Bufan has been in a state of cultivation, his spiritual consciousness is paying attention to everything around him. Yesterday, several not weak auras appeared nearby, and these auras were very dark. It was obvious that the disciples of the Black Witch Sect came.
It was just because of the formation that these people could never get close to him and Liao Wen.
"Since you're here, just come out. Do you want me to find you?"
Zhuo Bufan said coldly.
Sure enough, several figures quickly passed through the forest and soon arrived in front of them. Several men in black robes looked at the old trees around them and the tangled branches, like the appearance of a primeval forest, and couldn't help but look surprised.
"I've seen Master Ying Killing."
Several disciples of the Black Witch Sect looked at each other, but shouted respectfully.
After all, Zhuo Bufan’s reputation for shadow killing is too great. Although they have the support of the Black Witch Cult behind them, they dare not be rude to Zhuo Bufan.
"You are from the Black Witch Sect, where is your old leader?" Zhuo Bufan said indifferently.
"The old leader will ask you to meet in Nujiang tonight." A disciple of the Black Witch Cult said.
"Where are the people from the White Witch Cult?"
Zhuo Bufan asked in a cold voice.
"Master Ying Killing, the old leader has given instructions. The people of the White Witch Sect are very safe, so they will naturally be released at that time."
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In the evening, Zhang Mengmeng followed the group to a magnificent mansion. The mansion was located between the hillsides. There were no other buildings around it, only a wide road leading directly to the city road.
If you can build a mansion here, there are not even other buildings around it, it shows how high the owner status and how big the work is.
On both sides of the road are tall ginkgo trees. These ginkgo trees have a history of at least a hundred years. They are transported from all over the country, and the freight alone is unimaginable to ordinary people.
"I don't know what the reason why Mr. Mu invited everyone here. Could it be that the eldest lady of the Mu family was going to get engaged? But it seems that she didn't hear any rumors."
"Who dares to marry her home with the eldest lady of the Mu family?" A girl who was thirteen or fourteen years younger said with a lip.
As soon as he finished speaking, a woman next to him changed her face and hurriedly covered her mouth, "Xiao Nan, you can't say this, otherwise if the eldest lady hears it, not only you, but our family will suffer."
The little girl was frightened, her eyes turned slightly red, and she nodded seriously.
This group of men, women, young and old, about a dozen people, were the clans of the Zhou family in Linzhou.
"Xiao Meng, remember not to talk nonsense when you go, otherwise you will offend someone accidentally." A woman with a pretty face but already had wrinkles in her years spoke.
"Mom, I understand." Zhang Mengmeng was absent-minded.
The people in the Zhou family are her mother's parents' home. The people who come to this journey include uncles, aunts, grandpa, grandma, etc., as well as some cousins.
Although the Zhou family is a big family in Linzhou, it is only a little different from the Fu family and is a world-class difference from the Mu family.
Moreover, Zhang Mengmeng's mother originally married his father and her life was pretty good, but her father's business investment failed in the past two years, which made her and her mother have no status or say in the family. Others also looked cold when they saw them.
face.
Fortunately, Zhang Mengmeng has become accustomed to it.
"Miss Mu family, wasn't it the girl who made Zhuo Bufan kneel down at the auction that day?" Zhang Mengmeng felt a little upset.
There were many luxury cars in the Mu Mansion, and all the famous figures from Jiangbei came, including several wealthy people in Jiangbei who were ranked high in Jiangbei.
But soon, Zhang Mengmeng's grandfather Zhou Mingbo discovered some strange things, "Hey, what's going on? Not only are the big guys in Jiangbei arrived, but also many big guys in Jiangnan have come."
Zhang Mengmeng's uncle also frowned and said, "The party that Mr. Mu held was a bit loud. Could it be that he wanted to order the princes?"
After his words, Zhou Mingbo also showed a solemn look.
The Mu family has been in Jiangbei for more than ten years. They have long wanted to go to Jiangnan to develop, but for some reasons, they have never been able to do so. This time, Jiangbei and Jiangnan’s big names gathered here. It is obvious that the Mu family is going to make a big move.
"What is the command of the princes?" The person who spoke was the thirteen-year-old girl, who was very cute, was the little daughter of Aunt Zhang Mengmeng.
A young man in a suit next to him said, "I ordered the princes to be the bosses of Jiangbei and Jiangnan. I have heard from my friends that there is a big man in Jiangbei and Jiangnan, and Jiangbei is naturally Mr. Mu."
This young man is the son of Zhang Mengmeng’s uncle, Zhou Yue.
"Who is the boss of Jiangnan?" the little girl said curiously.
"There is a saying called Nan Bufan, the Northern Chaozong. Someone has been circulating in the circle before. I heard that the boss in Jiangnan was a teenager, but it was just a few rumors in the clouds. Who would believe a big man?
He's only a teenager."
Zhang Mengmeng opened her mouth slightly, and a surprised expression appeared on her face, which had carefully put on makeup. It turned out that Zhuo Bufan was so awesome before he went to college!
"I seem to know that person is indeed only in his teenage years old and is my classmate." Zhang Tongtong whispered.
Zhou Yue said with a funny look: "Mengmeng, when did you learn to brag? You are still in high school and college as a teenager. How could you dominate the party? As for you, she is your classmate? Haha, why don't you say he is you
What about my boyfriend."
Even Zhang Mengmeng's grandfather, uncle, aunt, and others frowned slightly, revealing a hint of displeasure.
Zhang Mengmeng's family has a low status in the Zhou family. Zhang Mengmeng said this simply because she wanted to be too high in her family's status, but sometimes it backfired and offensive.
"Okay, you guys are playing slowly outside. Your uncle and I will go in and take a look. Remember not to make trouble." After Zhou Mingbo gave in, he immediately took the core figure of the Zhou family toward the inner hall.
Zhang Mengmeng curled her lips helplessly, "Mom, Zhuo Bufan is really my classmate."
"Okay, you play by yourself, I'll go see my friend." Zhang Mengmeng's mother also showed helplessness, obviously not believing her words.
At this banquet, almost all the big families in Jiangbei and Jiangnan came, but they were all close to each other and stood together to chat.
Tong Ling and Fu Shengjie have also come to this point. When they see Zhang Mengmeng, they stand together to drink and chat.
"Mr. Fu, Tong Ling, Mengmeng, it's been a long time since we met." Suddenly, a crisp laugh rang out. (To be continued)