"Two-pronged approach, the peak of the martial god is not a big problem."

"It is extremely likely to be equal to Feng Canyun, sit on the same level, and reach the realm of a half-immortal."

Shang Mengdie sponsored another medicine king ginseng, which was equivalent to spending all the money.

The reputation of Medicine King Valley will be in name only.

The reason why the Yaowang Valley is called Yaowang Valley is because there are two Yaowang ginseng plants.

However, both of them were made by Chen Bufan.

This is a sin.

However, Shang Mengdie made selfless contributions and took them out without hesitation, which is worthy of praise.

Maybe it may not be for the sake of justice, just for Chen Bufan.

That's all.

She hopes that he is good, she hopes that his disciples can become famous all over the world and stand at the peak of Shangwu.

"I'm going to consider this matter." Chen Bufan did not make a decision immediately.

This is a big event! No matter what happens to be passed on or what is passed on, it is something that Chen Bufan doesn't want to see.

Passing Gong died, among them, there were three master's wives.

If something happened to me, I wouldn't have time to say goodbye to anyone.

If something happens, that's even more fucking.

Without Feng Canyun, you will destroy yourself.

This is the biggest unjust species in the history of the martial arts world.

None of them.

There are ones that count ones, and one end is the most unfair species.

"Okay, how about we give you an evening?"

"Okay!" Chen Bufan nodded and nodded.

He knew that time was tight and no more wasted.

Chen Bufan walked out of the house and the pressure was extremely heavy.

Not only him, it should be the case for everyone, everyone is taking huge risks and unknowns.

At his age, just over nineteen years old, he would still be carefree if he were ordinary people.

There will be no big burden on the psychology.

Chen Bufan has experienced many ups and downs, fighting, killing, and suffering. It is not an exaggeration to describe it as the word "lipping blood from a knife".

The more you experience, the more mature your mind.

The appearance of a teenager, the heart of a middle-aged man.

He found a place without any disturbance, and was extremely quiet, and lay down with the flow.

Put a pair of palms on the back of your head and look at the endless starry sky.

At this moment, he wanted to be quiet and didn't want anyone to disturb him.

I don't want to say a word.

Telling the danger to all the girls? Or explaining a certain funeral?

He doesn't want to.

What's the use of explaining too much? If something happens, you will feel uncomfortable, cry, and feel like a knife.

It's better to just do it.

Save them to worry about one more night.

Chen Bufan cherishes this tranquility and the long-lost relaxation.

Slowly, he fell asleep.

In the dream, he was very happy, very happy, and had no worries.

It's like a day back to the mountain.

Time goes against the current, and I miss you beautiful.

I don’t know how long it took, Chen Bufan woke up leisurely.

When I opened my eyes, the sky was hazy and gradually became brighter.

The gray atmosphere is still desirable.

Most young people nowadays sleep late and get up late. They rarely see the first brightness and the sun is still there. They are very happy to cultivate their sentiments.

It's so beautiful.

It's like a girl wearing a tulle, hazy, looming, and fatal attraction.

So beautiful and beautiful.

Chen Bufan stood up, smiled bitterly, and walked towards his residence.

Unexpectedly, as soon as I entered the courtyard, I saw all the girls.

They sat on the steps one by one, as if waiting for their husbands to return.

"you……"

"Husband, you are back."

"My junior brother, your clothes are wet, go take a shower."

"Bufan, I'll prepare hot water for you."

Chen Bufan stopped the girls, "You haven't slept all night?"

The girls looked at each other, looking at me, and looking at you, shook their heads tacitly.

“Why don’t you sleep?”

"Actually... the master's wife told us about you."

"My master's wife is so big-mouthed. She originally wanted to hide it from you."

"Why should we hide it? Do we have no right to know? Or don't we treat us as your wife?"

"What nonsense is it? I'm afraid you're worried."

"We don't worry if we haven't come back overnight?"

"I'm sorry." Chen Bufan lowered his head.

"We are a family, so it's fine to say anything. Hiding it makes us even more nervous."

"You are willing to be quiet for a while, and let's give you space."

"Yeah!" Chen Bufan smiled slightly.

"You are leaving, junior brother, go and take a shower, and let the third and fourth brother help you."

"I'll go and cook for you in person."

"Leave the vegetables to me."

"I'll go wash and pick."

"My aunt is responsible for tasting the salty taste, right?"

"I'll ask my master's wife to come over and eat together."

The teacher's wife is also facing life and death.

They are the real family.

I had a great time eating this meal, very comfortable, talking and laughing, as if I had forgotten what I had to face next.

No one asked Chen Bufan about his choice.

It seems that all the girls have the answer in their hearts.

Know what he should do.

After dinner, Chen Bufan didn't know what to say.

Somewhat depressing and dull.

"My junior brother, go! If you don't say anything extra, you will understand our feelings. You will not live alone, live alone, and never leave." Dan Tai Haoyue's eyes revealed deep affection.

"Yeah! Come on, hug." Chen Bufan took the initiative to stretch out his arms.

He hugged all the girls one by one, but no one left behind, even the master's wife was among them.

Then he left with great strides, firm and decisive.
To be continued...