Volume 1 Chapter 46 The Alliance

The clear sound of the flute reverberated in everyone's ears, but no one was relieved by this moving melody. On the contrary, everyone's hearts were raised in their throats.

Divine Illumination powerhouses can kill invisible people just by relying on their primordial spirit thoughts. When such a master strikes, even if Zhuo Fan relies on the blood baby and the evil moon wheel, he is by no means his enemy of unity.

A drop of cold sweat slowly slid down, and Zhuo Fan's eyes only had a deep and solemn look.

Swish!

The xiao sound came to an abrupt end, and with a slow pace, Zhuo Fan and the three seemed to have almost forgotten to breathe, and their eyes were all staring at the direction where the sound came from.

However, when the figure really showed his true face from the woods, the nervous fat man was suddenly startled, his two mung bean eyes widened in disbelief, and exclaimed: "Teacher, why did you come to this place? ?"

Nightshade also exclaimed in surprise, "Senior Fang, why are you here?"

Zhuo Fan looked at the expressions of the two and seemed to know the person in front of him, so he took a closer look.

The man was about sixty years old, wearing a blue robe, a goatee beard, and a Qingfeng sword hanging diagonally behind his back. Ever since he appeared, there was always a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, and an emerald jade flute kept turning in circles in the palm of his hand.

When he saw Yuxiao, Zhuo Fan was startled, as if he thought of something, and blurted out: "You are one of the five royal guards, the sword god Yuxiao, Fang Qiubai?"

Zhuo Fan heard Long Jiu mention that now the royal family's control over the seventh family is not as good as before, and the reason why it can be suppressed is entirely because the royal family enshrines the five dragon guardians, each of which is a top-level divine light master. None of them, the Seventh Family dared to offend at will.

And one of them is known as the first sword god of Tianyu, that is the sword god of Yuxiao, Fang Qiubai.

He boasts that the sword and the xiao are one, the sword follows the sound, and the sound transforms the meaning of the sword. He once defeated the five masters of the Divine Illumination Realm with one sword in a row, so that the Seventh Family did not dare to try their swords lightly, and became famous all over the world.

The man raised his brows, took a deep look at Zhuo Fan, and nodded approvingly.

At this time, a loud laugh suddenly came out, and then Long Jiu's figure appeared in front of everyone: "Hahaha... I'm right, this kid's eyes are very poisonous. The old man only told him once, he I recognized you right away."

"Uncle Nine!"

Nightshade saw Long Jiu appear with a surprised look on his face, and ran over immediately and said with a smile, "When did you and Senior Fang come, why didn't you show up earlier?"

"Hahaha... We have already arrived when Brother Zizhuo and the third prince competed."

Long Jiu laughed, then turned to look at Zhuo Fan and praised, "Brother Zhuo, there really is you, you can't change your face in the face of more than a dozen bone forging masters, and rushed up alone, even when the old man was young, he never did. Brother, you have such courage. Admire, admire!"

Nightshade pouted, glanced at Zhuo Fan sideways, and did not speak.

Seeing Zhuo Fan's performance this time, she was completely convinced, but she still refused to admit it.

"Teacher, since both of your seniors are here, why didn't you take action earlier? The disciples were worried for a while." Fatty patted his fat chest and let out a long breath, "I'm fine by myself, I'm afraid of getting involved. Miss Kui and the others."

"Hahaha... If the old man made his move from the beginning, wouldn't he have missed a good show?"

Fang Qiubai stroked his beard and laughed, then looked at Zhuo Fan with a calm face, and seemed to say with deep meaning, "Besides, the old man can't see this young genius show his skills."

"Senior is overrated!"

Zhuo Fan bowed respectfully, but his face was very serious: "I just don't know why the senior wanted to kill that person, could it be..."

His eyes narrowed unconsciously, Fang Qiubai had a faint smile on his face, but his words were extremely cold: "Young man, you are indeed very smart, but with your current strength, being smart is not necessarily a thing. Good thing."

Raising his brows, Zhuo Fan smiled lightly and bowed respectfully again: "The younger generation has been taught, and the younger generation will immediately forget about it today."

Zhuo Fan knew that Fang Qiubai was actually warning him. This kind of upper-level power struggle is not something he can participate in at his current level. Silencing the killer was also to protect him.

Fang Qiubai took a deep look at him again, the color of admiration in his eyes became stronger, and said solemnly: "You are not only smart, but also know how to advance and retreat. There are young people who exist. If you don't belong to the devil's way and don't fit in with the old man, the old man must bring you back to train for two years, and your future achievements will be limitless."

Hearing this sentence, Solanum nigrum and Fatty were both startled and looked at each other with disbelief.

Who Fang Qiubai is, others may not know, but no one in their seventh family does not know his temper. I would like to ask the patriarch of the seventh family, which one does not want to send his children to practice under his door?

However, the old man was so stubborn that he couldn't even look down on one.

Even if the emperor came forward and asked him to accept his sons as apprentices, he never sold face. And because Fatty knelt in front of his door for three years, Fang Qiubai felt that he had great perseverance, so he reluctantly taught a few tricks, but he never accepted apprentices.

So Fatty kept calling him teacher, not master.

But it never occurred to me that Zhuo Fan was just met by Fang Qiubai and fell in love, and Fang Qiubai took the initiative to invite him. If it weren't for the fact that the two of them had different cultivation methods, it is estimated that Zhuo Fan would be the first person to worship the Sword God.

After that, when you go out, even if the children of the seventh family meet, you have to go around.

Seeing the surprised eyes of the two little ghosts, Long Jiu

Knowing what they were thinking about, they couldn't help shaking their heads helplessly. These little devils haven't reached their level yet, and they can't understand what it means to be hard to find.

A genius like Zhuo Fan, when any master sees it, has the urge to accept him as a disciple. After all, one's own unique skills, a mantle and a mantle, always have to find the best disciple to inherit.

The more expert you are, the more eager you are!

But in this regard, Zhuo Fan shook his head helplessly and couldn't help laughing.

Not to mention that Fang Qiubai didn't accept him because of the devil's way, even if he did accept him, he wouldn't go to apprentice. With his Demon Sovereign cultivation base, only emperor-level masters can be his masters.

Looking at Zhuo Fan again, Fang Qiubai's eyes were full of reluctance, but he still shook his head and cut it off, and took the fat man to leave: "Long Jiu, the third prince still has official business, I will take him away first. "

After speaking, Fang Qiubai and Fatty instantly disappeared.

"Oh, wait..." Fatty wanted to turn around and say something to Solanum and Zhuo Fan, but it was too late. Everyone only saw his anxious face when he turned back, and then disappeared.

"It's so fast, worthy of being a master of the Divine Illumination Realm!"

Zhuo Fan took a deep breath and praised, making up his mind secretly. He had to quickly cultivate to the Divine Illumination Realm, so that he would be guaranteed to walk on the mainland.

"Brother Zhuo."

At this time, Long Jiu came to Zhuo Fan with a serious face: "Come with me to Qianlong Pavilion, I have something for you."

The corners of his mouth twitched slightly, Zhuo Fan seemed to have expected something, and nodded slightly.

A quarter of an hour later, Zhuo Fan and Long Jiu came to the conference room of Qianlong Pavilion. After Nightshade was reluctantly driven out by Long Jiu to guard the door, Long Jiu took out a beast with four dragons on the four corners from the ring. Paper comes.

"This is……"

Zhuo Fan took the paper and opened it, and the word "covenant" appeared in the middle of the beginning.

After reading the contents inside, Zhuo Fan suddenly closed the animal skin paper, and a satisfied smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

That's right, this is what he has always wanted, the alliance letter between Qianlong Pavilion and Luo Family. With it, Qianlong Pavilion can not only become the big backer of the Luo family, but also help the Luo family unconditionally.

Then, in a short period of time, no one will dare to covet the Luo family, and he will be able to develop the family's power with peace of mind.

Looking at Zhuo Fan's appearance, a hint of surprise appeared in Long Jiu's eyes: "How do I feel, you seem to have known about this a long time ago?"

Taking a look at Long Jiu, Zhuo Fan smiled mysteriously.

He didn't know it for a long time, but everything he did before was for this paper contract.

Since he decided to form an alliance with Qianlong Pavilion, he first attracted Longjiu's attention with a picture of an ancient formation, and took the opportunity to let Qianlong Pavilion stand out for himself.

But this is not an alliance, it is a refuge. When there is real danger, maybe Qianlong Pavilion will kick the abandoned child away.

This is not what he wants.

So after that, he fought side by side with Qianlong Pavilion, and he did not hesitate to kill two elders of the Sky Profound Realm in a row, risking offending the Netherworld Valley, and showing them the potential of the Luo family.

What he wants is this fair alliance contract.

Otherwise, if he was alone, he would rather make a fortune in silence than show off the corpses of two Tianxuan masters.

If the pavilion owner of Qianlong Pavilion is really a discerning person, then it is time to choose an alliance. Forming an alliance now is better than the icing on the cake in the future.

So this time, Zhuo Fan made a big gamble, betting whether the pavilion owner of Qianlong Pavilion is a hero of a generation, whether he dares to be informal and form an alliance with an unruly family.

As a result, he bet right.

Of course, if the bet is lost, the Qianlong Pavilion will also be permanently excluded from the alliance list by Zhuo Fan. Just because their leader has no courage and is not a general.

Taking a deep breath, Zhuo Fan rolled the animal skin and said with a smile, "I'll take it back now and ask the eldest lady to sign it right away."

"Wait!" Long Jiu grabbed Zhuo Fan's arm and said solemnly, "Sign here, sign now!"

Brows could not help but lift, Zhuo Fan said with a smile: "I am not the head of the Luo family, just a housekeeper. My signature may be invalid in the future."

With a treacherous arc on the corner of his mouth, Long Jiu took a deep look at Zhuo Fan and said with a smile: "Our pavilion master means that this alliance agreement is not signed with the Luo family, but with you Zhuo Fan."

Brows could not help but lift, Zhuo Fan looked at Long Jiu fixedly.

"Where Zhuo Fan is, is where I formed an alliance with Qianlong Pavilion!" Long Jiu said with a serious face, "This is the original words of our pavilion master!"

Hearing this, Zhuo Fan shook his brows unconsciously and nodded with a smile.

"You pavilion masters are really a generation of heroes, hehehe..."

In the middle of the night, Zhuo Fan returned to the small courtyard, and when he met Commander Pang, he immediately asked, "Old Pang, what about the girl, I have something to look for her."

With a sigh, Old Pang glanced at him resentfully, and murmured, "I'll take you there."

Zhuo Fan was stunned for a moment, not knowing why, so he followed.

After a while, the two came to the front of the kitchen. Zhuo Fan looked at Commander Pang with a puzzled face, but saw that he shook his head and pointed inward.

Zhuo Fan probed and saw that there was chaos in the kitchen, like an earthquake. And beside the stove, Luo Yunshang had already fallen asleep by the stove, and her face was still covered with clumps of charcoal black.

"Ah, Miss has been busy from morning to night, and even asked the cook in the courtyard for advice, and now she is tired." Commander Pang sighed and glanced at Zhuo Fan with some reproach.

"The Butler Zhuo

, I know that you have the ability, and you never put the young master and the young lady in your eyes. But do you know, Miss has been working hard day and night for a month in order to be able to cook a delicious meal when you leave the customs. But who knows, in exchange for your harsh evaluation. Don't say it's a lady, even any girl can't stand it..."

Without listening to Commander Pang's nagging, Zhuo Fan went straight to the stove, where Luo Yunshang just made a few side dishes. Compared with the few in the morning, it is still mostly black.

Zhuo Fan picked it up and chewed it in his mouth, then shook his head lightly: "She really has no talent."

"Oh, even if you don't have talent, you have to take care of the young lady's face." Commander Pang came to the dish while scolding, grabbed a handful and put it in his mouth, "It's so hard to swallow like me. Disaster?"

However, as soon as he chewed a bite, he spat it all out with a puff.

"Okay, Butler Zhuo, Miss, she really doesn't have talent. I wrongly blamed you before." Commander Pang wiped his mouth and walked out with a blushing face, but Zhuo Fan didn't keep up.

Looking back, I saw that Zhuo Fan was still chewing bite by bite, as if he was chewing every taste in the dish.

"Uh, Butler Zhuo, don't force yourself too much. What I just said, you should fart, I've only eaten Miss's food, indeed..." Commander Pang snorted, his entire face contorted.

"It's nothing, I just happen to be hungry!"

Zhuo Fan raised a small smile at the corner of his mouth and ate it bit by bit until he ate all the dishes...