Volume 1 Chapter 33

squeak...

The two chairs turned slowly, making a harsh sound. After they all turned around, they saw an old man sitting on each of the two chairs.

A head full of golden threads, eyes bursting, and every finger on the thin palm will make a loud bone explosion. A pair of pupils flickered with golden light from time to time, and a casual glance would pierce a person's heart like two sharp swords.

The other was red-haired, flushed, and breathed long and far. The breath he exhaled even made the air in front of him distorted, as if flames were burning in his mouth, and even his breath gave off a strong burning sensation.

Just at a glance, Zhuo Fan can see that the strength of the two is far superior to Longjiu. Moreover, one person has already practiced the body of a vajra, and the other person is also a master of cultivating fire-type exercises.

Even if he still can't see the strength of these two people, he guesses that they should not be far from the realm of the gods. In the mortal rank, anyone who can enter the realm of divine illumination is already considered one of the best powerhouses on the continent.

"It really deserves to be the Qianlong Pavilion, but there are still such strong people sitting in the town." Zhuo Fan secretly praised.

Glancing at Zhuo Fan at random, the blond old man said quietly: "You are the young junior who made the old nine full of praise, Zhuo Fan?"

"Yes!" Zhuo Fan respectfully said.

"I heard that you are a fifth-level formation master?" the blond old man asked again.

Nodding his head, Zhuo Fan didn't dare to be too casual until he could figure out the temperament of these two old men, so he respectfully said: "Junior knows some fifth-level formations, I'm afraid I won't be able to get into the eyes of the two seniors."

"Hehehe... Even if the fifth-level formation master is in my Qianlong Pavilion, it is also a treat. And the two of us are just elders. If you come, we will be more respectful to you." The blond old man shook his head and laughed. His face was kind, but not as rigid as he appeared to be.

At this time, the red-haired old man said in a rough voice: "Hey, boy, I heard Lao Jiu say that you are very arrogant, and you actually made a rhetoric to make a poor family catch up with the seventh family within ten years. I just saw you. You, calling the ninth brother one by one, is indeed crazy enough, other people don't have the courage. But when you saw the two of us, why did you suddenly become cowardly?"

With a faint smile, Zhuo Fan said noncommittally: "I have had a lot of face-to-face meetings with Brother Ninth, and I know his bottom line, but this is the first time I have met you."

Hearing this, the two couldn't help but stunned, and a strange color flashed in their eyes.

Long Jiu shook his face and said angrily: "Good boy, so you are watching people eat. I really thought you were so arrogant when you saw everyone, so it turned out that you were only crazy about the old man, and when you saw someone who was powerful, you would be so arrogant. wilted now?"

"Hey hey, where. I'm crazy about Brother Nine because I treat Brother Nine as my own, and Brother Nine is a big-minded senior who doesn't have the same knowledge as me. If I meet that narrow-minded person, I'll be crazy with him. Isn't it courting death?"

Zhuo Fan shook his head and smiled and said, "By that time, it will no longer be called arrogance, but an idiot."

Hearing this sentence, the three of them couldn't help but look at each other and all smiled heartily. The blond old man and the red-haired old man nodded with admiration.

Sure enough, this kid is as Lao Jiu said, he knows people's hearts, and there is no trace of flattery. After hearing what he said, even Lao Jiu was still angry. But as an old senior, I am too embarrassed to care about the juniors.

"I like this kid, hahaha..." The red-haired old man laughed out loud, and the blond-haired old man nodded, and looked at Zhuo Fan with a light smile: "If you don't know that you don't intend to join our Qianlong Pavilion, the old man will not be a general. You can't get in the door, hehehe..."

He cupped his hands with a smile, but Zhuo Fan sneered disdainfully in his heart.

He has fallen into the mortal world, and no matter how bad it is, he will not be able to worship you, who has not even reached the realm of divine light. On the contrary, if you have any difficulty in cultivation, the old man can give you some guidance.

"By the way, you just said that the people from the Nether Valley are here, is there any such thing?"

After the joke, the blond old man didn't know what Zhuo Fan was thinking at all, his face changed, he looked at him seriously, and got to the point. Long Jiu also turned his head to look, one eye kept shaking.

Nodding slightly, Zhuo Fan affirmed: "More than half a month ago, I found out that besides Elder Jian, the Sun family has two more powerful breaths. It's just that I've been out for a few days and I don't have time to monitor Sun. Afterwards, it is not clear whether they will come again."

"Hey, the more you come, the better! If they come one, I will kill one; come two, kill one pair!" Long Jiu slapped the table with a slap in the face, and one eye was blood red.

"Old Jiu, don't be impatient!" The blond old man frowned, couldn't help but snorted coldly, and then looked at Zhuo Fan: "Little brother, how did you know?"

"The cat has the cat's way, the mouse has the rat's way, I also have my own way, it is inconvenient for others to tell." Zhuo Fan shook his head and smiled.

After hearing the blond old man, he still had doubts, but Long Jiu nodded firmly: "Third brother, Brother Zhuo's information is really credible. Before that bastard Jian Fan came to Fenglin City, our Qianlong Pavilion's intelligence network is all over the place. I don't know, but Brother Zhuo told me. Later, I went to check it myself, and it really happened."

"Oh?"

The blond old man raised his brows, and after looking at the red-haired old man, they all looked at Zhuo Fan in amazement: "little brother, you surprised us so much, I don't know who your teacher is..."

"Nine secluded overlords!" Zhuo Fan blurted out.

The three of them were stunned when they heard it.

The title of "Overlord of Nine Serenities" is domineering but domineering, but is there such a number one person on the mainland?

Zhuo Fan saw it, but secretly laughed. If people in the Sanctuary heard this name, they might be able to associate it with the Nine Nether Demon Emperor, but in the mortal rank, no one knew it.

Way.

After all, the people here are still too far behind to hear the names of the ten ancient emperors.

"Well... Master Ling must be a reclusive master, otherwise he wouldn't be able to train a young fifth-level formation master like Brother Zhuo." The blond old man saw that Zhuo Fan didn't want to say it, so he didn't force it.

"By the way, Brother Jiu, do you have a recovery pill on you?" At this moment, Zhuo Fan suddenly looked at Long Jiu.

Nodding, Long Jiu took out a porcelain bottle and handed it over: "Anyone in your Luo family injured?"

Recovery Pill is a third-grade pill, not too precious, but not cheap, at least one hundred thousand spirit stones. But if Zhuo Fan wanted it, Long Jiu naturally gave it without a word.

Let's not talk about the increasingly close relationship between the two, just the debt of 10 million is a fart to give a medicine pill.

After taking the medicine pill, Zhuo Fan didn't answer, but just clasped his fists to the three of them: "Thank you Ninth Brother and the two seniors, I'll leave now."

"Hey, stinky boy, it turns out that this is your purpose." Long Jiu was stunned and cursed, "This is a trivial matter the size of sesame seeds. If you disturb our meeting, this old man will not let you go."

Zhuo Fan smiled and waved his hand: "I'll send you another piece of information. It is estimated that the Nether Valley will start in the next two days, so step up your defense."

After that, Zhuo Fan walked out the door with a big smile.

Nightshade and Long Jie watched him come out triumphantly, not knowing why, they only knew that they were having a good time talking. At the same time, my heart became more sour.

Neither of them were qualified to participate in such an elders meeting, but this kid was the first to discuss matters with the three elders. This made the two of them, especially the nightshade, unpleasant no matter what they thought.

The blond old man held his beard and watched Zhuo Fan's back disappear gradually, his eyes flickering: "The ninth, the fifth, this young man looks smart and smart, but in fact every word is insightful and scheming. I really don’t know which master’s disciple is because of his technical skills. In the future, we must make good friends at Qianlong Pavilion.”

The two listened and nodded deeply.

On the other hand, Zhuo Fan got out of the gate of Qianlong Pavilion and went straight to the small courtyard. Along the way, he had clearly felt that there were several suspicious people wandering outside the gate of the small courtyard.

He knew very well that the war was imminent and it was imminent, so he stepped faster.

Soon, Zhuo Fan returned to Luo Yunshang and them.

At this moment, Luo Yunshang had already understood the ins and outs of the whole thing from the old man. For a time, the two sides can be said to have the same disease and pity each other, and they both feel sorry for each other.

The tragic situation on both sides and the common enemy made the two companies form the most solid alliance.

Seeing this, Zhuo Fan felt more relieved, and threw the bottle of recovery pill to the mountain master of Heifeng Mountain: "Eat this, I hope to restore your strength as soon as possible."

"What is this?" Lei Yuting asked.

"Restoration Dan!"

"What?" Lei Yuting was startled and looked at the bottle in surprise.

She also knew that the recovery pill was a third-grade pill, one hundred thousand spirit stones. Even if they grab Heifengshan for a year, they may not be able to grab thousands of spirit stones. But the Luo family threw out such a precious medicinal pill.

Is the Luo family so rich?

Seemingly seeing what was on her mind, Luo Yunshang patted her hand and said with a smile: "Sister Yuting, don't worry, Qianlong Pavilion owes us 10 million yuan. A third-grade medicine pill will be paid as interest. It's gone!"

Hearing this, Lei Yuting was so shocked that her chin almost dropped.

Ten million?

Qianlong Pavilion owes them so much, no wonder they have to protect them for free.

Wait, did Guiyun Village have so much money? How can they get richer the more they rob?

Only Zhuo Fan looked at Luo Yunshang's mouth-to-mouth smile and rolled his eyes helplessly.

Women, they are all the same, never forget to compare wherever they go...

At the same time, there were four people sitting in the Sun's house in a dark secret room. One of them was the eighth elder among the ten elders of the Nether Valley, Vulture Jian Fan. The other three were wrapped under a black trench coat and could not see clearly. But the whole body exudes a powerful and strange evil spirit.

In front of them stood a young man with a faint evil smile on his handsome face. It was Yang Ming.

"You Ming." At this time, Elder Jian said, "You have been hiding in Heifeng Mountain for more than ten years, and you have done a good job! It's just this operation, why didn't you hand it over to a little girl."

"There was a temporary accident, it's not in the way!" With a faint smile, You Ming said to himself.

Swish!

A azure light swept across You Ming's face, leaving a trail of blood. Bright red blood flowed down slowly along the bloodstain.

You Ming couldn't help being startled, and looked at Elder Jian who suddenly shot at him.

Staring closely at his eyes, Elder Jian said coldly: "This dark moon plan has been arranged by the family for more than ten years. If your arrogance fails and ruins the family's plan, the old man promises to call you. Life is better than death."

"Yes!" You Ming bowed, cold sweat dripping from his forehead.

"Go on." Elder Jian waved his hand and said lightly, "Act in three days."

You Ming bowed again and was about to step back, but just as he walked to the door, Elder Jian's gloomy voice came from his ear: "Luo family, you must not let anyone go, especially..."

"Zhuofan!" You Ming said word by word.

Nodding his head, Elder Jian's eyes filled with killing intent: "Although Qianlong Pavilion borrowed his hand to kill Youquan, his hand was stained with your younger brother's blood.

Blood, then he must not live in this world! "

"Yes!"

You Ming gritted his teeth and showed a bloodthirsty smile...