"Hua Bu Laoer, why haven't you come back for such a long time?" The old immortal in the room had waited a little impatient, and finally couldn't help but go out.

"The predecessors and the master of the class have their own arrangements." Hearing the words, the drama just spit out a few words at will, which was answered.

"Hua Bu Laoer, do you say ... Will there be such a possibility?" When the old man saw the old man still closed his eyes, he should not hear the conversation here, sneaky.

"Huh?" The drama gently responded, thinking about knowing what the old immortal was going to speak again.

"You see the strong -eyed guy is strong in his body, will it be that the old man has already found the house in advance, so that Wu Fan's friends sell him ..." Although the old immortal was in the Lingyin stick,

But I can also feel its eyebrows from tone, "So Wu Fan's little friend hasn't come back for so long, it must be discussing the price!"

The ghost thought that Lao Xian could say something amazing, but he heard that there was a headache here. I thought that the old fairy's mind was contained in something.

The wind pockets and brooms on the side heard that they were grinned at the corner of their mouths, but they didn't dare to speak out, and they smiled.

The old man with a calm look was getting deeper and deeper, and finally couldn't bear it anymore. He slammed the table and stood up: "I really regret saving you this monster, how can you be quiet for a while?"

The old man was reprimanded, and the old immortal was naturally a little guilty, and subconsciously shrinking his neck subconsciously. But when it thought of no one saw it, it was a little embarrassing. He whispered: "It's not a strange old man.

I want to trap me here, so or not! As long as you can let me treat this flower with the same treatment, Lao Xianbao will never talk about gossip anymore! "

"Is this true?" The old man frowned.

"Lao Xian never eaten words!" Lao Xian secretly had a play, and it was also bright. It seemed that he could finally taste freedom again.

As soon as the words fell, I saw the old man drawn a cloth from behind him to cover the ghost. Then he saw that the drama seemed to change the trick.

Then, then

Everyone did not see how the old man shot, and saw that the drama was sucked into the tabletop, and he looked at each other.

"Old man, you ... you play!" Lao Xian's original intention was to take off his background with ghosts in the same drama. Where did you think of this situation?

"Anyway, you are the same. I hope you can obey the promise!" The old man sneered, and then sat back in front of the table with his arms.

"I ... you ..." Lao Xian didn't know how to argue, and could only say to the tabletop around: "Huabu Laoer, come and comment!"

Although the drama ghost's heart was aggrieved, but fortunately it was prepared. It no longer wanted to ignore the latter, and sighed: "You villain, it's really my life!"

Mowing

Wu Fan and Azhong were around in the nine streams. I saw that although the surrounding scenery was dilapidated, it revealed the prosperity of Xinxin everywhere.

Here is a serious atmosphere under the Six Hall system. It was unexpectedly a bit of worldly atmosphere, which made people unfamiliar and familiar. Wu Fan remembered that he was uncomfortable when he was all when he first came, but although he was at the beginning

Lai Jiuliu feels a kind of peace from the inside to outside ...

"Then you can stay in Jiuliu..."

Although Wu Fan wanted Zhao Xiaozhong to make his own decision, the latter finally asked the question to him. Seeing the two of them going around in a circle and about to return to the old man's residence, Wu Fan finally gave the answer he had been brewing for a long time.

.

"Azhong, you were involved in this to help me. Once things are leaked and cause misunderstandings, it will definitely lead to disaster! These six palaces are really a place of right and wrong for you. Instead of worrying about me in Fengdu, it is better to stay here.

You should study the exercises carefully so that you can protect yourself when the crisis comes..."

Azhong first came to the underworld without any friends, so he helped Wu Fan when he saw that he had a good relationship with him. Now that he heard the latter's persuasion, he became more awake. Although he felt uneasy, he still nodded and agreed: "Everything is up to you, big brother."

Order!"

Hearing the same words again, Wu Fan really couldn't laugh or cry.

Before that, Wu Fan had curiously asked the old man why he insisted on keeping this person?

The old man said that this man should have died because the Green Ghost King created a barrier in his body to protect his soul, so that he could keep his soul alive after being severely injured. Although this kind of injury does not appear to be serious on the surface, as long as it is

It will recur over time! Fortunately, he has a way to repair his soul. Now that he has seen it, he can't ignore it.

Wu Fan still had doubts in his heart, but if the old man had been harmful to others, there would be no need to help. Wu Fan thought that he was already in a lot of trouble, so it would be a good thing for Azhong to stay in Jiuliu, so he nodded in agreement.

Coming down, at this moment, I have finally fulfilled my senior’s instructions...

Now that the explanation was over, Wu Fan breathed a sigh of relief. Seeing that there was still some time before the destination, and Wu Fan really had nothing to say, he suddenly became curious about the cause of Zhao Xiaozhong's death.

"Azhong, to what extent have you mastered the three Zhao fists?" Wu Fan asked.

"Brother, it's not Azhong's bragging! Although the Zhao family's three punches are just fists and kicks, even if I use two fists to fight against the sword energy, I won't lose at all!" After speaking, Azhong still scratched his head, "Of course.

, also during his lifetime..."

I heard from Azhong that the current Zhao family's three punches are really not powerful enough and cannot use their full strength. I think back then, his ancestors could even block thousands of monsters by themselves with the farmer's three punches!

Wu Fan nodded slightly when he heard the words. He had seen what Azhong said before from the strange book he got by chance, so he was not unfamiliar with it. Moreover, he had also seen the "Farmer's Three Fist" book by chance, but it was just that

There are many language barriers in this technique. Even I could find abnormalities at the time, so it doesn't look like the ancestral technique in Zhao Xiaozhong's family...

"Brother, I also know that this matter is a bit mysterious..." Seeing Wu Fan standing still and silent, Azhong's face became more embarrassed.

"I'm not questioning you, I just suddenly remembered some old things..." Wu Fan smiled.

Wu Fan was indeed not doubting Azhong's words, but suddenly felt that it was too much of a coincidence that the farmer's three punches happened to appear in front of him, and they happened to be obtained by Zhao Xiaoyi, whose pseudonym was Zhao Xiaozhong, through his own hands.

"By the way, Azhong, let me take the liberty of saying, since your boxing skills are so good, why are you here? I wonder if it's convenient for you..." Wu Fan tried his hand.

"Brother, it's not that I deliberately concealed it, it's just that the cause of my death is strange, and I'm still a little confused until now..." Azhong said with a bitter look on his face.

"Oh?" Wu Fan heard the words, "Are you being counted behind people?"

"It's not like ..." Azhong was puzzled, "If you are calculated by others, there should always be traces to follow, but when I came to Wangxiangtai, I saw that there was a yellow sand and left ..."

"Yellow Sand?" Wu Fan scratched his head, secretly he saw a fog in front of Wangxiang Tai, and Azhong saw a yellow sand in front of Wangxiangtai. What else is it called Wang Xiangtai?

The cover is simply renamed the riddles more in line with the reality ...

"Yes ... Actually, I have been unwell during that time. At the beginning, I doubted whether I was seriously ill, but there was no serious illness that could make people bones disappear ..." Azhong murmured.

"Wait ..." Wu Fan suddenly noticed something, "You say you are unwell, but your limbs are stiff and the skin is dark?"

"Big brother is really a god! Zhao is so symptoms!" A Zhong was surprised, and then took a breath: "Big brother, is it really because of serious illness?"

Wu Fan did not answer, but frowned: "Have you ever been to the Northwest Desert?"

"This is not." Azhong cherished the railway: "Because of the reasons of her brother, I have always only moved in a lot of people. The only remote place is the Linlang market ... and I am clean, I should not be stained with any strange weird.

Fault ... "

"I don't have this meaning ..." Wu Fan saw Azhong wanting to be crooked, and hurriedly shifted the topic: "Okay, don't say this, what do you go to Linlang market?"

"Well ... this matter is also a coincidence ..." Azhong sighed.

"I still remember that I met a friend on the road that day ... By the right brother, you still remember that I just said that double punch can reach the sword qi, this sword qi is about him!" Speaking of this, Ah, Ah, Ah, Ah, Ah

The loyal tone was a little more excited. "At that time, the years were approaching. My Zhao's boxing method never grew again. If I continued, it would disappoint my father's expectations ... and at this time, he appeared!"

"Thanks to his dialing, it made me break through the hurdle in my heart, and finally let Zhao's three punch reach a new peak!" After excitement, Azhong lost a while. "I originally wanted to go with him this time.

Help him, but did not expect that the situation in Linlang market at that time had far beyond my imagination. Before I had time to shoot, I was hit by a strange figure ...

... "

Hearing here, Wu Fan was happy. In fact, he was not gloating, but he didn't expect the cause and effect of this ring to connect the strict seams. I did not expect that Zhao Xiaozhong in front of him was also involved in the original chaos ...

Although Azhong did not explain, how could Wu Fan not guess that in the time that he could be related to the sword qi and he was in that time, only Jiang Yang of the sword valve ...

"At that time, when I saw my friend was beheaded, I wanted to get revenge for him! Who knows that the guy under the five -color thunder found me and split me a knife.

Flying to the smoke, there will be no soul left! Brother? What happened to you? "

"It's okay, it's okay, you say you ..." Wu Fan heard that he was embarrassed for a while. At first, he only wanted to remove the edge of Wu Hao, where would you worry about others ...

"There is nothing to say about it next ..." Azhong shrugged, "The murderer was also subject to the sanctions he had, and he was stabbed to death ..."

"Uh..." Upon hearing this, Wu Fan felt as if his brain had been torn apart, and the dark memories before his death began to loosen...

Seeing that Wu Fan looked even worse than before, Azhong could not continue to say: "Brother, are you really okay? Otherwise, we should go find the senior first..."

Wu Fan already had a splitting headache, but he also knew that he was getting closer and closer to the truth.

"Don't worry about me, just keep talking... I can hold on!"
Chapter completed!