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Chapter 270: The Butterfly Flies

"By the way, please help me break Brother Qiang's other arm..." Zhuo Bufan said with a smile.

The ancient house suddenly became quiet and silent for a while.

"Why don't you do it yourself?" After a while, Mr. Liu frowned and asked.

Brat, you are too cruel. I just gave you the picture directly without agreeing to your conditions, and you slapped off two of my arms. Now you want me to slap off one of my subordinates’ arms myself.

Is this the thrill of your revenge?

"Haha, I have to do what I said! I promised others, but I don't want to break my promise." Zhuo Bufan smiled lightly and agreed to Huang Zhengdong's matter. He has not broken his promise. He believes that Mr. Liu will definitely do what he said.

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In fact, he has given Mr. Liu a lot of face. If Mr. Liu does the shooting himself, I believe Brother Qiang will suffer much less pain. If he takes action, I am afraid that even Mr. Liu will not feel easy. You have not seen Mr. Liu.

Is the tail wagging already?

It was so painful that I could no longer restrain my calm expression.

Old Fox Liu, you don’t have to keep pretending to be a superior person, okay?

"You must slap his arms?" Mr. Liu suddenly smiled, as if he had figured something out.

"From the beginning, I said just snap his arms."

Mr. Liu smiled again: "Okay, it's a deal."

Suddenly the outside of the ancient house became lively, and Mr. Liu's people were dispatched. What Zhuo Bufan didn't know was that because of him, the city of Beijing was about to deal a devastating blow to the entire gang of people on the streets of Beijing. Even Mr. Liu also

Feeling extremely strenuous.

This is not the strength of one family, but the strength of several families united! Even though Mr. Liu is a cultivator, he feels extremely stressed.

But now, with Zhuo Bufan's words, it will be easier to handle. I believe that the Zhuo family, the Song family, and the fifth generation will be relieved. However, when they think of Hu Jun, the son of the number one figure in a certain province, Mr. Liu

They can only laugh, and they can only wish for happiness.

"What are you thinking about?" After explaining the matter, Mr. Liu walked back from outside and asked, looking at Zhuo Bufan who was still staring at the handmade landscape painting.

Zhuo Bufan tilted his head. Reflected by the afterglow of the setting sun, a smile appeared on his face: "I was thinking about what you just said. In fact, I don't believe everything you just said."

"I know." Old Fox Liu's smile appeared again. "But the facts will prove what I said."

Just kidding, let’s not say that Zhuo Bufan is a cultivator. He will believe everything he hears. As a member of the Zhuo family, he will think about everyone’s words for three days. Believe it or not, it never depends on what you see.

What people say, it depends on what the truth is.

Cultivators and emperors are no exception.

"It's getting very late, I'll go back first." Zhuo Bufan looked at the setting sun outside the window and continued.

"Okay! I'll see you off." How could Mr. Liu be willing to keep Zhuo Bufan, the god of plague? The two of them walked outside the door. Mr. Liu waved his hand in a habitual way, trying to make a farewell gesture. But he suddenly bared his teeth and grinned, which he had forgotten.

He realized that his arm was broken by Zhuo Bufan.

"Hahaha!..." Zhuo Bufan laughed, leaving laughter everywhere.

Seeing Zhuo Bufan's disappearing back, Liu Laocai fixed his arm with a click and moved slightly, but still felt very painful. He couldn't help but cursed: "Damn boy, you are so heavy-handed, even if you are so old.

For the sake of my face, please show some mercy. Fortunately, my old man’s body is still strong enough, otherwise... ugh! It’s really painful. Get out, get out, go and harm others!”

Then, Mr. Liu raised his head and stared at the Zhongtian in the sky in a daze, as if he were looking at the stars that shine forever in the universe.

Young people, don’t draw a line in the sky for yourself and just stay there without daring to go on! The outside world is vast and infinite, and it’s very exciting. Mr. Liu said seriously, in his heart.



When I got home, it was getting really late, and a few stars in the sky had slowly risen, hanging in the west, shining faintly.

The cool night breeze blew across the balcony where Zhuo Bufan lived. Sitting on the balcony blankly, Zhuo Bufan stared blankly at the stars in the sky. After five years, there was finally news about Zhuo's father and Zhuo's mother. However,

, upon hearing the news, Zhuo Bufan couldn't feel happy.

If everything Mr. Liu said is true, then what should he do and what happened?

Thinking of Mr. Xu's silent attitude for a long time today, Zhuo Bufan felt a chill in his heart. Usually, if he met a cultivator, Mr. Xu would be so excited that he would jump higher than a grasshopper.

But today, it seems a bit too quiet.

Is it because of that temple? Zhuo Bufan didn't feel very good.

For some reason, Zhuo Bufan looked at the stars in the sky. The originally quiet and dark sky was suddenly stained with a light red halo, like bright red blood.

"Mr. Xu, don't you have anything to say to me?" Zhuo Bufan finally couldn't help but asked.

"I have something to say." Mr. Xu replied lightly.

"Have you long felt that my parents' affairs are not simple, so you have always disagreed with me looking for them." Zhuo Bufan finally asked his doubts. Mr. Xu had always been strongly opposed to finding Zhuo's father and Zhuo's mother. He originally thought

, is due to the divine punishment of soul merit. Now it seems that things are not that simple.

"What do you think?" Mr. Xu was noncommittal.

"Afan..." Mo Xiaoye was a little worried. Although Zhuo Bufan behaved very calmly in Mr. Liu's ancient house today, how could their three souls not feel the excitement and uneasiness of Zhuo Bufan's heart?

If it weren't for some scruples, Zhuo Bufan would have thought of killing someone and stealing the handmade landscape painting. This was the first time Zhuo Bufan had real murderous intent!

Even Zhuo Bufan himself was surprised and scared. He did not expect that he would have such a strong murderous intention one day.

He just endured it in front of Mr. Liu. Otherwise, you would think that Mr. Liu would still hold the wine bottle in his hand when he was fine.

"La la la, what I eat is grass, what I milk is milk..." A vague singing voice came from the bathroom. It was Jiuwei who had just come out of a hot bath. He is now a cow and is about to become a ruzi cow.

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After wiping his wet body, Jiuwei jumped onto the balcony, shook his body, and a burst of water mist hit Zhuo Bufan.

"Damn!" Zhuo Bufan's eyes suddenly flashed, and a faint white light rose up from his palms. The sparks were like fireflies in the dark night, shining with dazzling light. The water mist had already turned into water before it even got close to him.

The air is void.

"What are you doing!" Zhuo Bufan roared. He was in a very bad mood today, but Kyuubi came to mess with him at this time, which made him feel very angry.

"Boy, I've been busy all day and I'm almost exhausted. It's better for you to hide here and watch the stars. Aren't you too free?" Jiuwei cursed angrily.

"You've been busy all day!?" Zhuo Bufan was angry and funny. How can you, a fox, be busy enough to produce a flower?

"What else are you busy with? Just call the police and call the pretty girl." Zhuo Bufan smiled, a little impatient.

"Poof!" A water arrow spit out from Jiuwei's mouth and hit Zhuo Bufan's face as fast as lightning, spraying all over his face.

"Hey!" Zhuo Bufan's throat trembled, and he couldn't help but burst out, Jiuwei, you are so bullying!

With a sound of "Teng", two white icy flames spurted out, burning fiercely in Zhuo Bufan's palm. The flame dragged a long tail flame, floating from the palm to Zhuo Bufan's chest.

However, in Kyuubi's eyes, the white ice flames shone with an unnatural yellow light, as if they were an extremely brilliant golden yellow, and looked brilliant against the light red background.

Kyuubi seemed to be startled and took a small step back.

"Damn! Damn old guy, why did you call me to come out? It turned out that you turned into a butterfly! Old Xu is immortal! I'm not done with you!" Kyuubi roared, opened his mouth, and spat out several strange light blue things.

character.

Those characters were very strange, like earthworms or millipedes. They didn't look like normal characters of a language anyway. Zhuo Bufan was stunned. He had never seen such unusual characters.

Sanskrit?

No! That's the mantra, the mantra!

With a flash between his eyebrows, a butterfly finally flew out impatiently. Its colorful wings looked like beautiful silk and satin under the starlight, with golden veins shining brightly. A pair of light blue tentacles were as slender as brocade, enchanting and beautiful.

The starlight seemed to have broken free from the shackles of the universe, squeezing out with red eyes, and reflected an ethereal light on the balcony where Zhuo Bufan lived. Zhuo Bufan seemed to have jumped into a pool, splashing water all over the pool.

He didn't feel the strangeness of the butterfly, nor did he notice the strangeness of the starlight.

Therefore, when the starlight shone on him and gently brushed against him, he felt a sharp pain in his chest and heart.

That's Tanzhong Point! Zhongdantian, where the Zhongdantian Xudan cyclone formed by Tulong Neidan is located!

The starlight kept converging on his chest, and then penetrated inside. Zhuo Bufan felt as if something was being torn apart and squeezed into his chest.

As soon as Zhuo Bufan lowered his head, he saw that the Spring Water Butterfly, which he had always cared about and even tried to burn with Chaos Soul Fire but did not burn to death, was actually squeezing in on his chest!

Seeing this scene, Zhuo Bufan couldn't help but be startled. He was about to call Mr. Xu, but when he opened his mouth, he realized that he couldn't make a sound at all, and the environment he was in was like a different place.

a place.

"Where is this? Didn't I just make a fuss with Jiuwei on the balcony?" Zhuo Bufan thought to himself with severe pain in his chest.

"Don't forget, one of Chun Shui Die's great magical powers is illusion! It allows all living things to involuntarily enter the illusion they want!" Mr. Xu's voice seemed to come from a very far away place, whispering softly in his ears.
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