Chapter 1731 Bet

Xiao Fan left the Heart Refining Tower and stayed in the ancient city of the Chu family for a few days. What was strange was that after the Purple Thunder Heaven-Slaying Formation was broken, there was no reaction at all from the War God Temple.

Logically speaking, the God of War should send some strong men to deal with the Chu family, but this is not the case. The God of War seems to have completely forgotten the existence of the Chu family.

"Brother Xiao, are you leaving?"

In a large hall, Chu Tianming suddenly stood up and looked at Xiao Fandao with great reluctance.

Xiao Fan nodded and said: "Senior, this junior still has some things to deal with. I will come here to visit my senior someday."

Chu Tianming was helpless, he naturally didn't want Xiao Fan to leave, but he also knew that as the master of Shura Hall, how could Xiao Fan stay in the ancient city of Chu family with peace of mind at this time?

"By the way, senior, my mother and sister will stay in the Chu family. I hope senior will take good care of them." Xiao Fan continued.

When Chu Tianming heard this, his eyes lit up. Xiao Fan allowed Chu Lingwei and Xiao Ling'er to stay in the Chu family's ancient city, which was obviously a sign of trust in the Chu family and a show of goodwill to the Chu family.

It has to be said that Chu Tianming is also an old monster who has lived for tens of thousands of years. He quickly regained his composure and said: "Brother Xiao, don't worry, unless the Chu family is exterminated, there will definitely be no problem with the safety of your mother and sister."

Last time Chu Lingwei was injured, Chu Tianming felt very sorry. If Chu Lingwei and Xiao Ling'er stayed in the Chu family and something unexpected happened, Chu Tianming would probably just find a piece of tofu and kill him.

Xiao Fan smiled and said nothing. After all, he was half of the Chu family, with half of the Chu family's blood remaining in his body.

Among all the ancient clans, for the time being, Xiao Fan believes in the Chu family the most.

"In this case, the junior can rest assured." Although Chu Tianming kept claiming that he was his younger brother, Xiao Fan still regarded him as his senior. In terms of bloodline, Chu Tianming was indeed Xiao Fan's ancestor.

After saying goodbye to Chu Tianming and Xiao Ling'er, Xiao Fan quietly left the Chu family ancient city with Jian Luo and Wu Ruofeng.

Xiao Fan put Chu Lingwei and Xiao Ling'er in the Chu family for his own reasons. He is now under the special care of the War Temple and may be attacked and killed by the War Temple at any time.

With his strength, he can still resist against two or three at the top of the God of War realm, but if he faces more God of War realms, he will be no match for him.

To avoid accidents, Xiao Fan still did not leave Chu Lingwei and Xiao Ling'er in the Chu family. On the other hand, he also eliminated the Chu family's worries about him.

"Xiao Fan, why don't you just give me a break and stop torturing me." Halfway through, Wu Ruofeng finally couldn't help the anger in his heart and gritted his teeth.

Xiao Fan controlled his thoughts. These days, Wu Ruofeng always felt that everything about himself was exposed to a pair of eyes, which was also a kind of torture for him.

"Do you really think I don't dare to kill you?" Xiao Fan glanced at Wu Ruofeng indifferently.

"Then you kill me, I don't want it." Wu Ruofeng sneered, with a trace of disdain on his face, as if he didn't believe Xiao Fan would kill him.

Xiao Fan narrowed his eyes and said, "I know you are not afraid of death, but I just want you to see something clearly before you die."

"Hmph, I can see clearly that Shura Palace is a traitor to the War Soul Continent, and everyone should be punished." Wu Ruofeng snorted coldly, he had unspeakable hatred for Shura Palace.

boom!

As soon as he finished speaking, a slap suddenly came out, knocking Wu Ruofeng away and hitting the ground heavily, causing a mountain to collapse.

Jian Luo, who had been silent all this time, looked at Wu Ruofeng with murderous intent, and said in a cold voice: "If there was no Shura Hall, you people would have died hundreds of times. Do you really think that the War God Hall is your heaven? They are the ones who belong to you. Real traitor!"

As an older generation of monks in Shura Hall, he naturally does not allow others to insult Shura Hall. There are few people who know the history of Shura Hall better than him.

"It's ridiculous. The War Temple has existed for tens of thousands of years. If the War Temple is a traitor, will the War Spirit Continent still exist?" Wu Ruofeng walked out of the ruins and looked at Jian Luo with bared teeth, and a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

"Hmph!" Jian Luo snorted coldly, and was about to teach Wu Ruofeng a lesson again, but was held back by Xiao Fan.

"Palace Master, this person is so hateful!" Jianluo is not a talkative person, but today, he was really angry. In his heart, Shura Palace is an extremely holy existence that cannot be defiled by others.

"It's not that he is hateful, but that the Temple of War is hateful." Xiao Fan shook his head, with a look of helplessness on his face.

From Wu Ruofeng, he has seen more, that is, there may be many people like him in the Temple of War. It is impossible for these people to change their ideas in a short time.

Wu Ruofeng, for example, has probably lived for thousands of years. For thousands of years, the greatness of the War Temple has left an indelible memory deep in his soul.

Similarly, the concept that Shura Hall is a traitor to the War Soul Continent is also deeply rooted and will be difficult to change in a short period of time.

In this regard, Xiao Fan also admires Zhan Samsara very much. Regardless of whether people are controlled by him or not, they all worship and believe in him from the bottom of their hearts.

Xiao Fan kept Wu Ruofeng by his side just to give it a try, hoping that one day he would be able to see the hateful face of the God of War.

"Dian Shura is a traitor to War Soul Continent. This is an unchangeable fact. No matter how much you say, it's useless!" Wu Ruofeng sneered.

Xiao Fan glanced at him and said nothing more, because he knew what Wu Ruofeng was thinking.

In Wu Ruofeng's heart, what he is doing now is not for the War Temple, but for the War Soul Continent, which is something he has always been proud of.

This is also the reason why Xiao Fan didn't kill him. Wu Ruofeng may be a little stubborn, but he did consider the War Spirit Continent, but he was just deceived.

There are countless people in the War Soul Continent who have been deceived like him.

Thinking of this, Xiao Fan felt helpless in his heart. I have to say that this is the tragedy of the War Soul Continent and the tragedy of this era.

After a long time, Xiao Fan took a deep breath, calmed his thoughts, looked at Wu Ruofeng and said: "Wu Ruofeng, how about I make a bet with you, the master of the palace?"

Wu Ruofeng frowned and remained silent, not saying much.

"It won't take long, as fast as half a year, or as slowly as three years, you will know that the so-called War Temple in your mind is the real traitor of War Soul Continent." Xiao Fan narrowed his eyes and said.

"Huh!" Wu Ruofeng snorted coldly, obviously not believing what Xiao Fan said.

"We will do it for one year. If I win, you will join the Shura Hall." Xiao Fan said again.

"What if you lose?" Wu Ruofeng obviously didn't believe Xiao Fan could win.

In their opinion, if it were not for the God of War Temple guarding the God's Calamity Land, the War Spirit Continent would have fallen long ago. How could such a War God Temple be a traitor?

"I lost, it's up to you, director of this palace, to deal with it." Xiao Fan said with great certainty.

"Palace Master!" Jianluo heard this, with a look of worry on his face. Within a year, it would not be an ordinary difficulty to prove that the Temple of War was a traitor to the War Soul Continent.

Otherwise, it would be impossible for the Temple of War to maintain the image of justice in the hearts of the monks from the War Soul Continent for tens of thousands of years.

"Haha, are you afraid before you even start gambling?" Wu Ruofeng looked at Jian Luo sarcastically, "You, Lord Shura, are not afraid, so what am I afraid of?"

Jian Luo's face was extremely gloomy. He was not afraid of anything else, but worried about time.

"Don't worry, one year is enough." Xiao Fan smiled confidently, looked up to the sky, and a glimmer of light flashed deep in his eyes.