Chapter 592 Poison!

"No! I don't want to try!"

The woman shook her head quickly.

"Young hero, please tell me, no matter what orders I will obey the orders."

If a person is not in a certain degree, he cannot experience a certain degree of terror.

If a person who has committed suicide has no mental illness, he will generally not commit suicide for a second time.

Same thing!

Those who have felt death know the darkness before death will not think about dying for the second time.

"Okay, that's it..." Chen Bufan whispered in the woman's ear.

Not long after, the two rushed to the town, bought some things, and returned again.

Chen Bufan drove the car, and the woman sat in the carriage.

It was too late when I arrived at the Popular Sect.

"Madam, are you back?"

Under the mountain gate, several disciples respectfully said.

"Um!"

The woman pulled open the curtain, exposed her head, and then jumped out of the carriage.

“Huh?

Who is this person?"

"This is the waiter of the shop. I helped me deliver Yanzhi. The person in Fudashan is unreliable. I can't find anyone when I arrive in the town."

"When he comes back, my wife will definitely punish her heavily."

The woman made up the reasons.

"If this guy hadn't been kind-hearted and helped me carry the carriage, I wouldn't know if I could come back today."

"Is Fu Dashan so stupid?"

"No, relying on my cousin's courage from afar, I have something to do. Let me see if the sect leader can spare him."

Chen Bufan packed up his things and held the "cosmetics" used by women in his arms.

"Let's go, brother, help me to take it up the mountain."

"yes!"

"Madam, let's help you. This little brother is an outsider after all, so it's not good to go up the mountain."

"Go on the side!"

The woman glared fiercely, "What do you know? How could the waiter be an outsider?"

"What if my wife was killed without him?"

"How come back?"

"I can't drive."

"The waiter is not only not an outsider, but I also want to invite him to stay in the mountain for two days to express my gratitude."

The woman said in a series of words.

"Yes, yes, the lady is right."

"Shopkeeper, come with me."

"yes!"

Chen Bufan's attitude was extremely low and he shrank, and he seemed to have never seen the world.

It's very similar, and it won't make people doubt it.

His identity is now a commoner and a small shop assistant. When he met the ancient martial arts sect, he would not dare to deal with it elegantly, and he would not look calm.

The two of them met many disciples halfway through the way.

Chen Bufan bowed, didn't raise his head, and even had fine sweat on his forehead.

Arrive at the top of the mountain and enter a luxurious courtyard.

“This is my separate residence.”

"Don't you live with the sect leader?"

"He has a wife from the sixth house, and I am just one of them."

The popular sect leader is also a rude person.

The concubine of the sixth room.

Tsk tsk, something interesting.

Men have succeeded and developed. Do they all want to have multiple women?

The answer is yes!

What is the purpose of men's success?

ideal?

I'll go to his grandma's whistle!

Nothing more than fame, profit, and woman!

The rest are all cat tricks!

Some words are too official, you can listen or not.

All for hypocrisy!

"Awesome, will he come here tonight?"

"I don't know, he hasn't been here for many days."

Chen Bufan sat on the main hall chair, crossing his legs, like a second uncle.

"Is the Popular Sect's meal open?"

"Are you hungry?"

"I'll talk too much nonsense, I'll ask if you have it."

Chen Bufan emphasized.

"It shouldn't be. Popular Sect won't be that early, and it will be almost half an hour."

"knew."

"Young man, if you are hungry, I can send someone some here."

Low emotional intelligence!

Chen Bufan asked, is it necessary to have a meal?

"No, I'll go and take a walk first."

Chen Bufan stood up.

"Do you want me to follow?"

“No need!”

Chen Bufan took two steps and suddenly turned around, "Don't think about playing tricks, let me know, you..."

Chen Bufan gestured to wipe his neck.

The threat is full.

"Don't worry, I will listen to you."

The woman promised, "Although you don't know what you are doing in the Popular Sect, as long as you don't let me die, everything will be fine."

"Ok!"

“o…k?

What is it?"

This is the difference between the world of monks and martial arts.

"You talk so much."

“…”

“Where is the kitchen?”

"Southwest corner."
To be continued...