"No, I have something to do, I'm leaving first." Zhuo Bufan smiled, very calm and deliberately kept the distance.

"Boy! What do you mean? Our Brother Zhao invites you to drink, that is to give you face. Do you dare not give us Brother Zhao face?" A very young guy stood up and said, feeling very disgusted with Zhuo Bufan's push and blocking appearance. Just kidding, in Beijing, there are still people who dare to reject our Master Zhao Si? Isn't that asking for death?

"Bang!" Zhao Yu slapped in the face loudly, "***, what is your identity? How dare you talk to Bufan like this!"

Zhao Yu was angry, did he get in his head? Didn’t you see that I look so flattering? You are so good, what kind of "evil" person is pretending to be kind!

Zhao Yu was angry. At that time, these people were all intrigue and incompetent dramas?

Low-level! Insulting!

It seems to be nothing to do with the vulgarity...

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry!" The very young guy now understood. Zhuo Bufan in front of him was not an ordinary person, and even Zhao Yu wanted to please him.

"Shuyun is here too." Zhao Yu then changed the subject and seemed to see Huang Shuyun's appearance. He wanted to re-recognize the relationship between Zhuo Bufan and the other two. Maybe he made a mistake at the beginning.

No wonder Huang Zhengdong was the first to call me. It seems that I missed something. Zhao Yu thought that as a political family, they always thought too much.

"Brother Zhao." Huang Shuyun said coldly, as if the word "Brother" was not said in his mouth.

She is already very proud of her face. We are not from the same circle, let alone she is also a cultivator.

"Do you have something to do? Then you go first. If you have time in the future, we friends will gather together, so everyone will have a happy time." Zhao Yu glanced at Huang Shuyun, and then told Zhuo Bufan.

What he cared about the most was Zhuo Bufan, but if the "Huang family" could also take care of it, he wouldn't mind.

"Okay! Let's talk about it when you have time." Zhuo Bufan said perfunctorily. He has always been unsociable, and Zhao Yu also knew about it.

"Okay, you guys go slowly." Zhao Yu also said politely.

"Brother Zhao, who is he? He is so arrogant!" Another young man in the crowd said as Zhuo Bufan and Huang Shuyun walked out of the club.

"Zhuo Bufan, a member of the Zhuo family!" Zhao Yu nodded.

"Zhuo family? Zhuo San Gongzi and their family!"

"Scared! It's Zhuo Er's monster!"

Several voices sounded at the same time. Recently, the Zhuo family was the most popular. I don’t know why, the Zhuo family has been pushed very high recently, but strangely, the Zhuo family members have become more and more low-key.

But this is nothing, it is very consistent with the Zhuo family's usual style.

Tsk! Zhao Yu could only say bored in his heart that the Zhuo family has been so popular recently, not because of other reasons, but because of the guy you just saw.

That guy is really amazing!

The Zhuo family’s two monsters! Everyone only hears about one thing, but not the other!

Even his old man warned him that he could offend anyone and never offend the Zhuo family's two monsters, especially Zhuo Bufan's monster!

Zhuo Bufan?

This is a weird one?

Zhao Yu smiled.

...

I was sure that it was time to go to her house, so Zhuo Bufan broke up with her. The two of them had basically nothing to talk to. This time Zhuo Bufan was willing to come out to see her, which was already a huge face.

However, when they were separated, Zhuo Bufan always felt that the ugly bird on Huang Shuyun looked chilling, and his eyes seemed to be staring at him. Is it an illusion?

"It's not an illusion." Veteran Xu turned his nightmare into reality.

"Can it really sense the Huiling Tower?" Zhuo Bufan said in surprise.

"Although it's not very real, there must be one thing. The 'old bird' has a very smart nose and is not a good thing!" Mr. Xu said very disgusted, as if he had a relationship with the ugly bird.

"But it's a bit strange. The skills that the little girl practiced were not exactly the same as those of the Divine Water Palace. It seemed to be a lineage, and it seemed to have some connection with the Divine Water Palace. Even the old bird was controlled." Old Xu paused for a moment and frowned and said, it was strange. When he first met, he thought it was the Divine Water Palace, but after this meeting, the existence of the crow made him feel a little different.

"Forget it, as long as you don't get old, it's good to cause trouble for me." Zhuo Bufan said, and then his face suddenly darkened, "It seems that someone is following us."

"Oh, have you made progress! It's different to enter the agility period." Mr. Xu's smile made Zhuo Bufan feel the urge to punch him in the nose.

"Who is it?" Zhuo Bufan asked, he couldn't tell who it was.

"Chinese." Mr. Xu said in a lesson.

"Go to die!" Zhuo Bufan cursed back.

No matter who is behind him, Zhuo Bufan rushed to his home. Anyway, with Mr. Xu and Jiuwei, and they were holding him back when the sky fell. What's the point of fear?

"It seems that a guest is coming." As soon as he entered the house, Zhuo Bufan felt that the people who were following him were also here. His strength has improved recently and he has become more sensitive to things and things around him. No wonder Mr. Xu slowly no longer reminds himself, but wants to discover it by himself.

Although there was no sound, Zhuo Bufan still felt that the other party was coming, two people, and the target was his own home.

really.

"Lingling..." The doorbell rang.

Very polite.

Nodded, three flying swords flew out from above with a flash of inspiration, and Zhuo Bufan walked carefully to the door.

This is called very polite? Mr. Xu almost burst into laughter.

"Don't be nervous, we have no malice." A voice came from outside through the crack of the door, and the sound was clear and familiar.

Nangong.

"Is it you?" Opening the door, Zhuo Bufan took back three flying swords and his eyes were fixed beside Nangong.

There was also a middle-aged man with Nangong, but the middle-aged man's eyes were very sharp, like a sharp sword unsheathed.

"Yes, it's me. This is my friend. I want to talk to you about something." Nangong said, but the middle-aged man walked in without any scruples.

It seems inappropriate to say that walking in, and it should be said that he broke in, because when he broke in, he knocked Zhuo Bufan away a few steps.

"Damn it! Mr. Jiu Tai! Where are you going at this time? You are always not here when you need it!" Zhuo Bufan roared in his heart.

"Haha, my friend rarely comes out. I'm a little rude. Please don't be surprised." Nangong saw Zhuo Bufan's face look bad, and couldn't help but explain, and then whispered in Zhuo Bufan's ear: "This is one of my brothers. I haven't gone out for decades. If you know, please forgive me."

Decades? Zhuo Bufan now understands that this is autism.

"Damn! You are autistic, they are in seclusion!" Mr. Xu was ashamed of Zhuo Bufan's lack of knowledge. When the people who were in seclusion came out, they were usually a little stiff because they hadn't spoken for too long, but they would be fine if they stayed for a few more days.

Tell! Zhuo Bufan just pretended not to hear it.

Shaking his head and turning around, Zhuo Bufan suddenly saw the middle-aged man holding the yogurt he put in the refrigerator.

How did he discover this?

"This is mine." Zhuo Bufan decided to take back what he said just now. They were very rude.

On the table, there were already a few cups of empty boxes of yogurt. Haven’t the old guy ever drunk yogurt? Or have you never eaten anything in your life!

"Have he not drunk this thing?" Zhuo Bufan asked Nangong.

"Drink, just drank it." The middle-aged man drank the last cup of yogurt, then turned around and said, his voice was very old.

I just came out of seclusion and didn't eat anything, so I was driven to find this kid like garbage. What kind of world is it! Middle-aged people are also full of anger.

Fortunately, this is delicious, but unfortunately, this is the last drink.

Well, after finishing the business, Nangong asked him to bring these things back for a big push. Unexpectedly, there was such a delicious thing in this world.

Nangong could only nod helplessly and glanced at Zhuo Bufan, and Zhuo Bufan immediately understood that he would welcome a night without yogurt.

"What's wrong with you here?" Zhuo Bufan asked knowingly.

"We are here to ask you about Xingguang last time." Nangong said. This was something he had planned long ago. The only thing he didn't expect was that Zhuo Bufan used the Tongbao Art, which is a bit tricky now.

"Who is your master?" the middle-aged man suddenly interrupted. Those who can transform into gods and take away spiritual treasures are not ordinary people. I should ask clearly first.

Old guys are usually more worldly, first look at the other person’s background and strength.

"Master? I don't have a master." Zhuo Bufan said, Mr. Xu is not his master yet, at least he has never served the ceremony of apprenticeship.

"Without a master, how can you enter the world of cultivation?" The middle-aged man didn't believe it.

"I learned from an old friend of the 'dead ghost'." Zhuo Bufan said with a laugh. He is really an old friend of the dead ghost.

The middle-aged man obviously didn't believe it and frowned. He thought it was Zhuo Bufan and didn't want to say it.

After thinking for a while, the middle-aged man said, "My name is Gong Fanyue, I have the chance to talk to your master."

Gong Fanyue obviously regarded herself as a big shot.

After all, he was one of the people who participated in the Spark Plan in the early stage of the Golden Pill.

Peripheral.

Damn! Fortunately, Zhuo Bufan doesn’t know.

"You must hand over that ball of starlight." The middle-aged man then said in an unquestionable tone.

"Tsk! A little guy who has just entered the early stage of the Golden Pill dares to be so arrogant. Slap him twice!" Boss Xu shouted. He was very angry. He was originally angry with Zhuo Bufan, but now he has shifted his target.

A person like ant is so arrogant in front of me. I wonder if I am a soul alchemist?

If you want the Huiling Tower, there is no way! Mr. Xu roared.

"I can't give you that thing." Zhuo Bufan told the truth. He was thinking about the other party, which was the lifeblood of Mr. Xu.

"Can't you give it?" The middle-aged man's eyes began to shrink. He didn't know that Zhuo Bufan said this on purpose or that he said this. Didn't he see his own realm?

Golden elixir stage!
Chapter completed!