Chapter 842: Sweeping Snow Between the Eyebrows

"Who are you?" Ye Zihu said tremblingly with a pale face.

"Who is Ye Zihu?" said a bodyguard.

Ye Zihu looked at the other party, hesitated for a moment, and said, "I am."

"Our young master has something to look for you, come with us."

"Who the hell are you? You came to me to make trouble, do you know who my brother-in-law is, the young king of Jiangnan, the major general of Yanlong!" Ye Zihu said sternly.

"I'm here to look for him, please lead the way." The cartoon-like man said, but his voice was extremely clean and clear.

After all, the two bodyguards directly lifted Ye Zihu up and led them out of the box.

Before Ye Zihu figured it out, he was thrown into a Rolls-Royce Phantom and sat in the back row with the long-haired man.

"Who the hell are you?" Ye Zihu saw that the other party was leading so many people and driving a top-notch luxury car, and he couldn't help but feel a bit weaker. Those who can have this kind of style are probably the sons and daughters of big families .

"Aixinjueluo. July." The long-haired man said lightly.

Ye Zihu's face was full of shock. He was ignorant, but as a native of Longguo, he also knew what Aixinjueluo represented. This was a member of the ancient royal family. The manipulator behind.

"Where is your brother-in-law?" Qiyue asked.

"Now...should we drink at the villa?" Ye Zihu said a little nervously.

Qiyue frowned, and her pursed lips curled into a hint of mockery, "Shadow Killer, number one on the Qingyun list, lost his fighting spirit for a woman, it's sad."

Soon, we arrived at the villa.

Zhuo Bufan stood on the shore of the lake, holding a jug of wine in his hand. During this period of time, he stood here every day, one stop for a day, because of the drunkenness, green stubble grew on his chin, and he looked very decadent.

"Mr. Zhuo, my master really wants to meet you." A woman stood beside him and said with a frown.

"No time." Zhuo Bufan said calmly, looking at the lake.

This woman is Lu Xing who came from Hong Kong Island, but she did not expect that in Japan, the high-spirited, like a god of war, who smashed Yagyu Zongsai and fought against the Japanese special forces, would become what he is now for a woman. The appearance is really embarrassing.

Lu Xing frowned, and wanted to say something, but heard footsteps behind him.

"Brother-in-law, someone was looking for you, and he forced me, so I brought him here." Ye Zihu said quickly.

"Young Master July." Lu Xing was stunned when he saw the long-haired man, his beautiful eyes widened, and he called out respectfully.

"Lu Xing, you are here too, your master asked you to come, right?" Qiyue looked at her and said lightly.

Lu Xing frowned, but didn't answer.

Qiyue led a group of people to the back of Zhuo Bufan, looking at Zhuo Bufan's bleak back, he didn't look like a boy at all, but like a middle-aged man who had been in poverty for a long time.

"You are Shadow Killer?" Qiyue stopped and said calmly.

Zhuo Bufan raised his head and drank his wine without turning his head, "If you want to challenge me, you have already won."

Hearing Zhuo Bufan's words, Qiyue clenched her fists, her dark and slender eyes gleamed coldly, "Yingsha, you let me down so much, I thought that among the young people, only you could Let me look at you differently, now, you have let me down..."

Saying that, Qiyue paused for a moment, and then a ball of light burst out from his eyes, and his voice suddenly increased: "Now, you are no longer worthy of being my opponent."

"To become so depressed for a woman is not qualified to stand on the road of king."

"From then on, there will be no shadow kills in the martial arts world." Zhuo Bufan said calmly, with neither sadness nor joy on his face.

Qiyue clenched her fists and shook her head, "You really don't deserve to be my opponent anymore, I'm very disappointed."

After finishing speaking, Qiyue simply turned around and walked towards the car, her footsteps paused again, "If one day you can wake up, I will come to you again."

Seeing Zhuo Bufan's decadent appearance, Lu Xing also sighed, turned and left.

On the surface of the lake, the breeze passes through the ears, and the lake water ripples.

The world of martial arts was in an uproar, and July went to find Yingsha, but the two did not fight, Yingsha's wife seemed to have left, and Yingsha became a depressed person, which was infinitely embarrassing.

And July even said that Shadow Killer could not be his opponent, and the Martial Dao Forum immediately erased Shadow Killer's name from the Qingyun Ranking. If a warrior loses his will and loses the will to fight and win, he is a Not qualified to stand on the list of kings.

Many people expressed regret at the same time, while those who disliked Zhuo Bufan almost set off firecrackers to celebrate.

"I think Shadow Killer is afraid of Young Master Qiyue, so he doesn't dare to fight at all. I think it's a joke to kill the Japanese Sword Master." The young master of the Wei family jumped out and said.

"Get out!" Yue Luohua only replied one word.

Turning off the computer, Long Geyue in the dormitory had red eyes, closed her eyes, and bit her crystal lips hard, "Zhuo Bufan, you must cheer up."

a month.

two months.

three months.

When winter came, Ye Ziqin still didn't come back. Zhuo Bufan still stood beside the lake every day.

But this morning, white mist rose from the surface of the lake, and snowflakes fell from the sky. Zhuo Bufan's eyebrows were covered with snowflakes, as if they had become two white eyebrows.

"My lord, I want to go out for a while." Shi Jian suddenly walked behind him, who had already packed his bags.

Zhuo Bufan was finally moved, "Where are you going?" Shi Jian has been with him for three years. He has grown from an ordinary little girl to a master-level warrior. It is not a bad thing if he goes out to practice properly. To break through to a higher realm, one must not only rely on exercises and elixir, but also rely on one's own self-cultivation.

The road to martial arts.

"Last time I met sister Yu Ziruo in Japan, and she told me to go to Emei to find her when I was free." Shi Jian said with red eyes.

"Let's go." Zhuo Bufan spat out two words.

Shi Shi stood behind Zhuo Bufan, bowed deeply, and immediately held the long sword, carried the bag, and made a creaking sound when stepping on the snow, "I will definitely find Miss Ye Zi, when the time comes I'll come back and find you."

Zhuo Bufan stood tall, the snow had been falling for a whole day.

In the evening, Zhuo Bufan's gloomy eyes were a little brighter, and with a movement between his brows, the white snow accumulated between his brows was wiped away.

He is now only one step away from the late stage of foundation establishment, but he has already planted a demon in his heart. If the demon is still there, there is no way to break through.

"Should I leave too? I can't just sit and wait like this." Zhuo Bufan murmured to himself, and then finally took a step, stepping on the water surface step by step, spreading waves of ripples, and gradually walking towards the misty water. in the lake.

If someone saw it now, they would find that every time Zhuo Bufan took a step, he aged a little, and finally turned into a middle-aged man and disappeared on the lake.

In February of the same year.

In a small town by the sea, it is less than a few miles away from the coast, but the winter is cold, there are very few tourists, and the business of the nearby businesses is also very bleak.

"Brother, you are so strange that you engrave this thing and don't sell it. By the way, my wife made delicious food at noon. Come to my house to eat." In a tourist souvenir shop, a simple and honest middle-aged man He said with a smile.