Chapter 1134 The First Generation Butler

She raised her head and carefully looked at the situation in the sword hut. There was no sign of a fight. Murong Xue calmed down for the time being, but she couldn't help but ask, "What about the blind swordsman? Just cook!"

"As soon as I came here, I encountered the resistance of the ninth-level formation and broke it easily."

Taking a deep look at the small bamboo house, Dan Qingsheng smiled slightly, and said lightly: "It's just that there are only swords and no one in the house. But I have to say that every sword has a profound kendo in it, which is amazing. I don't know that there is such a strange person in the world, I'm afraid he is the number one swordsmith in the world, hehehe..."

Hearing this, Luo Sifan could not help but let out a long sigh of relief. Fortunately, the blind uncle is not here, and he was not poisoned!

However, Murong Xue is not that kind of little girl. She just tried things and continued: "I don't know what the Dragon Slaying Sword King did to find that blind sword master, and what do you plan to do with him?"

"The old man just asked him a question!"

"So simple, just asking questions?"

"If the answer doesn't match the old man's mind, I'm afraid I won't be able to take off his head!" His eyes narrowed slightly, Dan Qingsheng's eyes flashed, and his face gradually became cold.

Hearing this, Murong Xue's heart sank, and she let out a long breath. The Sword King master had the killing intent, and with her strength, she could not stop it, even though she was at the peak of Yuan Yuan.

Luo Sifan was also shocked and even more anxious, praying in his heart, uncle blind, don't come back, someone is waiting to kill you, and this person is a top expert, rare in the world. If you come back, your life will be gone, then I should be ashamed to die!

But obviously, her prayers were of no use...

"Yo, it's so lively today, I haven't had so many guests in my Jianhu for a long time!"

The body couldn't help shaking, and everyone turned their heads to look at the place where the voice came from, but they saw a young man dressed in white with a white cloth covering his eyes, came here slowly, and there was still a trace on the corner of his mouth. Evil smile: "There are still a few familiar breaths, old friends are here, hehehe..."

His pupils could not help shrinking fiercely, Luo Sifan was shocked and shouted: "Uncle Blind, run, someone is going to kill you!"

"Kill me? Who, aren't they all old friends? I didn't provoke you!" Zhuo Fan didn't care at all, and Zhuo Fan chuckled noncommittally, without any worries.

old friend?

A strange look flashed in his eyes, Luo Sifan turned his head to look at the faces of Dan Qingsheng and Murong Xue, but suddenly found that they looked at Zhuo Fan with strange eyes, as if they had seen a ghost.

But it is true, Dan Qingsheng pointed at Zhuo Fan, stiffened for a long time, and then shouted: "You...you are not dead?"

"Of course I'm not dead, otherwise in broad daylight, will I be alive to hell?"

"I didn't expect you to be a blind swordsman!"

Murong Xue's eyelids also trembled slightly. She took a deep breath and turned her head to look at Luo Sifan, who was puzzled. He is lucky if he doesn't harm others, who can harm him?"

"Yes, who can kill me? Hahaha... girl, can you make tea? Boil water and make tea. These two old friends and I need to have a good chat!"

Can't help laughing, Zhuo Fan waved his hand, and he couldn't say anything more freely...

Half an hour later, Murong Xue gave Li Jingtian and the other five medicine pills, and put them into the sword hut to cultivate. Zhuo Fan and Dan Qingsheng set up a small pavilion outside the lu, reflecting the scenery of the lake and mountains, and slowly sipped tea. The tense atmosphere that had been drawing swords and arrows before was gone, there was only endless calm and indifference.

After Luo Sifan filled the three of them with water one by one, he looked at the three of them in surprise and stepped back. Just as they had just retreated into the Jianhu, the two of Longjianshan hurriedly pulled her aside, looked at the movement outside, and asked strangely: "Sister Sifan, what is the sacredness of this blind man, can you see it? How come this Dragon Slaying Sword King was persuaded by him to talk to the table after a few words? He can sit on an equal footing with the Sword King master, what exactly did he do before?"

"how could I know?"

With doubts in his eyes, Luo Sifan also looked out strangely, his eyes brimming with brilliance: "In short, this blind uncle must not be simple. Otherwise, it is impossible for these big men to have such a good relationship with him..."

Feeling the three pairs of quirky eyes behind him, Zhuo Fan smiled and didn't take it seriously, but said to the two of them on the table: "It's been a hundred years, and it's rare to see old friends from before. Miss Murong, recently Are you still meddling?"

"I'm doing things for the heavens, helping those in distress, what do you know, the devil?"

Rolling her eyes helplessly, Murong Xue snorted lightly, but soon became solemn again, and said quietly: "It's just that after all these years, I still don't forget the century-old war, whether your actions are evil or good, right? Wrong... So all these years, I have traveled all over the world, looking at the vicissitudes of life, all wanting to find a clear answer. But until now, I still have nothing!"

The corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and Zhuo Fan nodded lightly: "I am the same, I have read all the vicissitudes of life, but unlike you, I have gained. Maybe it will unravel the entanglement in your heart!"

Taking a deep look at him, Murong Xue pondered a little, nodded slightly, and was no longer as repulsive as it was a hundred years ago.

"Zhuofan, is this sword yours?"

At this time, Dan Qingsheng pressed the Changqing sword on the table, stared at his face, and said coldly, with a lot of meaning to question.

Knowing what he meant, Zhuo Fan didn't deny it, and nodded lightly.

"How come

Why, why does Qingtian Kendo appear in this sword... When did you realize Qingtian Kendo? "

"It's a hundred years!"

After a long sigh of turbidity, Zhuo Fan was relieved, and said quietly: "Old Dan, there is actually something, I lied to you for a long time, when the Shuanglongyuan battle..."

With that said, Zhuo Fan took out all the things that happened when he stole the Qingtian Sword: "Sorry, you were all deceived at that time. The Qingtian Sword was already in my hands, you and the two Supremes thought the sword was in your hands. The opponent's hand. This knot... has been tied for a hundred years!"

"what?"

His body couldn't help shaking, but Dan Qingsheng looked at him deeply, but his face trembled. He never imagined that his dignified No. 1 master in Xizhou would be fooled by this kid for a hundred years without knowing it, and he would carry the blame for him? It really makes no sense!

Murong Xue could hear the ins and outs, took a deep look at him, and couldn't stop laughing softly: "You are really kind, you were nothing a hundred years ago, and you dared to play the number one expert in Xizhou. I'm afraid the entire five State, can't find another daring madman like you!"

"Yeah, I really took too many risks back then, and it made me feel uneasy all the time!"

"Are you uneasy? If you are uneasy, you won't accept the sword with peace of mind. Where's the sword?"

"No!"

When Dan Qingsheng raised his hand, Zhuo Fan also shook his head in a bachelor: "This sword has been with me for more than a hundred years, there is no reason to give it to others! If I say this today, it will solve a knot for you, and also for myself. Anyway, you saved my life before, and it seems a little wrong for me to hide this from you!"

"The old man saved your life long ago. You don't think it's right. Why did you tell me now?"

"I used to be afraid that you would kill me in a fit of anger!"

"Aren't you afraid now?"

"Well!" Zhuo Fan is very honest, and he has never nodded his head so honestly. Dan Qingsheng looked at it, but his beard was shaking violently, his body trembling with anger.

His grandmother's wings are really hard, and he can't take care of him!

In fact, since Dan Qingsheng felt the Heavenly Sword Dao on the Evergreen Sword, he had already understood it. The swordsman's kendo comprehension is probably no longer under him. Later, when he saw that this person was Zhuo Fan, he completely understood.

Zhuo Fan used to be a monster, and now after a hundred years, it is naturally even more different. I am afraid that even if they fight head-on, even he can't clean up.

So, after shivering with anger for a while, Dan Qingsheng knocked on the table and was about to get up and leave.

But just as he was about to leave, Zhuo Fan also hurriedly stood up and stopped in front of him: "Wait, Mr. Dan, we haven't seen each other for many years and haven't spoken freely, where are you in a hurry?"

"Speak freely, the old man has nothing to say to you, the old man is going to kill now. The old man has never been so eager to kill people like he is now, you go away!"

He pondered a little, but Zhuo Fan remained still: "Old Dan, it doesn't matter if you kill anyone, it's just the people of Luomeng, especially the leader of Luomeng, Luo Yunhai, can you look at the little brother's thin face and do it? Convenient, let him go?"

"Convenient? The old man said that it is difficult to chase after the horse, and people took the painting to the old man and asked for his head, how could the old man not go and get it?"

"But Mr. Dan, don't you think it's strange? The news of your shot spread all over the world in an instant, and everyone knows it. I'm afraid there is a fraud!"

"So what if there is fraud, the old man can't control so much!"

With a ruthless wave of his hand, Dan Qingsheng resentfully said: "The old man has the rules of the old man, don't say that the old man has turned your face with you now, even if you don't turn your face, we are all righteous people. You have your principles, and I have mine too. The way must be followed. The oath of the year, the old man is not white-haired, as long as he is able, the old man must help others to do this!"

Nodding clearly, Zhuo Fan expressed his understanding. After thinking for a while, he said quietly: "As far as the ability can reach... What if this is not within the reach of the old Dan?"

"What do you mean?"

"That is to say, you are doing this, and you will be killed in the middle before you go to Luo Yunhai's side. This is beyond your ability!"

His brows couldn't help shaking, Dan Qingsheng took a deep look at Zhuo Fan: "Intercept the old man? Who?"

"I!"

With a sudden stern look on his face, Zhuo Fan made a firm voice.

Staring at him tightly, Dan Qingsheng clenched his fists and narrowed his eyes: "You come to kill this old man? Why?"

"Because I am... the first-generation butler of the Luo family, Zhuo Fan!"

boom!

As soon as the voice fell, a chilling air burst out from Zhuo Fan, sweeping the whole world, cold and biting...