Volume Four Chapter 531 Mysterious Background

boom!

Zhang Fugui's body fell heavily to the ground, blood slowly flowed out of the seven orifices, and his unwilling eyes were still wide open in confusion, not knowing what to say.

The handyman disciples next to them took a few steps back one after another, silent and trembling with fear.

Kui Lang clenched his fists to Deacon Sun, bowed and said, "Mr. Deacon Qi, the perpetrator has already been executed on the spot, and I hope you will show me!"

He glanced at the man lightly, this Deacon Sun is also an old fox, how can he not know the tricks, but he didn't want to ask more, sneered, and warned: "Yue Lingkui wolf, what small things are you doing in private, old man I don’t want to take care of it, but don’t get involved in the normal affairs of the sect, otherwise…”

Eyes narrowed, Deacon Sun's eyes showed murderousness, and the two hurriedly bowed their heads, trembling with fear, and nodded again and again.

"And..." Deacon Sun continued after pondering for a while, "This old man has followed the sect master for more than ten years. It is rare to see the sect master so angry. But under such rage, it is even rarer to forcibly suppress it. So, for the boy named Zhuo Fan, although he is a handyman disciple, you should have a number in your heart!"

The body couldn't help shaking, and the two sighed in unison, looked at each other, and their faces instantly became solemn.

Who is this Zhuo Fan, and even the suzerain dare not touch him at will. Although this is a small matter, with the suzerain's temper...

Thinking of this, the hearts of the two became heavier.

Seeing that the two of them seemed to be paying attention, Deacon Sun waved his robe sleeves lightly and said lightly: "Okay, since the culprit has been subjugated, the old man will return to the palace. You two, do it yourself!"

As soon as the voice fell, Deacon Sun stepped on his feet and flew into the sky.

The two of them hurriedly bowed and said respectfully, "Deacon Sun, walk slowly!"

After the figure of the old man disappeared, the two of them straightened up, looked at each other, and their faces were full of shock.

At this time, the old Yuan trotted all the way to them and said with a smile: "Hey hey... The old man has already said that Zhuo Fan is not an ordinary person..."

"roll!"

Before he could finish speaking, the two of them spoke in unison, glaring at each other.

Yuan Lao's neck could not help shrinking, and he stepped back.

Afterwards, the two of them had the wealthy corpse disposed of hastily. After the others were disbanded, they quietly waited in front of the utility room, watching the road of return from afar, waiting for Zhuo Fan to come back. Complex color.

But this time, I waited until the sun rises three poles, and then I waited until the evening and dusk. Finally, when it was about to fall into the night, Zhuo Fan carried a large broom on his shoulders, and walked back swaggeringly.

When Yueling saw it from a distance, she couldn't help biting her teeth fiercely. She was so angry that she rushed forward and shouted: "Zhuofan, you came back so late, where have you been? I don't know if you want to come back after cleaning. Assemble?"

"I don't know, no one told me!" Zhuo Fan raised his brows without realizing it, and said confidently.

The tone of voice stagnated for a while, Yueling touched her nose helplessly, and looked at Kui Lang, who was on the side, and the two were immediately speechless. In fact, when he was asked to clean the Sect Master's room, he had no intention of letting him come back at all, and naturally he would not tell him such nonsense.

But now, this bitch not only came back, but also brought back such a shocking fact. This kid not only has a deep background, but also so deep that even the sect master dare not touch him at will, it is simply unfathomable.

At this moment, the eyes of the two of them looking at Zhuo Fan are full of suspicion and horror.

I want to beat this kid hard and teach him a lesson, but I am afraid that the forces behind him will cause trouble. For a while, the two faced Zhuo Fan with his nostrils pointing upwards and his eyes above the top. They were in a dilemma and at a loss.

Forcibly suppressing the anger in his heart, Kui Lang pondered for a while, and said lightly: "Well... this time I miss you for the first time, and you don't know about it, so we won't pursue it. If there is another time, it will be severely punished!"

With Kuilang's temperament, he didn't say that he would pick your head, but only punished him. It can be seen that he has become a little softer and dare not touch Zhuo Fan at all.

Without realizing it, he smiled coldly, and Zhuo Fan knew in his heart that it must have been news from Xie Wuyue, which immediately extinguished their mighty arrogance.

As a result, Zhuo Fan didn't pay much attention to it, and climbed up the pole: "Well, I am waiting for your punishment!"

Saying that, he leisurely passed between the two of them, his white eyes rolled up high, and he didn't even look at them both.

"Hey, this shameless person is obviously one of our handymen disciples, but he actually pulled it up by himself!" His brows trembled, and Kui Lang almost spit out a mouthful of effort.

Yueling also gritted his teeth and stared at his back fiercely, but he forcibly held back and said coldly: "Kui Lang, this kid has a mysterious background. After we know his identity, it's not too late for us to find a way to treat him!"

Nodding heavily, Kuilang's nose spurted two tubes of hot air...

After that, when the disciples of the utility room went on a mission again, the two dared not to send Zhuo Fan to the room of the suzerain or the elder deacon.

My dear, this grandfather has a deep background and is rampant. It doesn't matter if he is not afraid of the sky. The key is that in the end, the two of them took the blame.

Just like the last time he cleaned the Sect Master's room, he had nothing to do and went out to play for a while. The suzerain directly found the utility room and vented his anger against the people in the utility room.

If the two of them hadn't been clever enough to find a scapegoat right away, it would have been them who lost their heads.

Now Yueling doesn't dare to play with Zhuo Fan anymore, it's good to just hope that Zhuo Fan doesn't cause trouble for her. Therefore, every time he was assigned a task, they sent Zhuo Fan to an inaccessible place, an empty and no-man's land.

Like the cemetery of the suzerain elders of the past dynasties, there are only two squares in front of the mountain gate where the boys from the outer gate welcome guests, the archway, and so on.

It's only here, he can't do anything major, even if he makes some clues, it's just a trivial matter of sesame and mung beans, and it's harmless!

In this way, two months passed by in a hurry, and Zhuo Fan was also happy, but he threw all Xie Wuyue's words into the clouds.

As for the exhortation that he should make great contributions in the sect and participate in the Shuanglonghui, he even ignored it.

In this utility room, he can practice quietly, pretending to have a background, and no one dares to disturb him. There is also an old man with a high mood who visits him from time to time, not to mention how comfortable these days are. It was his dream home.

As for the lack of cultivation resources in the utility room, hum hum... Don't forget, he is a local tyrant, can he be short of money if he lacks anything?

In this way, when Zhuo Fan was already enjoying himself, the biggest event of the Moce Sect, the outer door Dabi quietly kicked off. Although this has nothing to do with him, half a dime has nothing to do with it...

"Cough, cough... Today, our utility room will build the Yanwu stage for the outer door competition. Everyone must take it seriously. If there is a competition in three days, because there is something wrong with the Yanwu stage, if something goes wrong, hum Hmph, be careful you can't eat and walk around!"

In an empty square, Kuilang, Yueling, and Yuan Lao lined up side by side. Looking at the chorus disciples in front, Kuilang shouted loudly.

But as soon as he finished speaking, a disdainful voice suddenly sounded from the crowd: "Cut, if you fight, you will fight, why is there so much attention to it. If you can't do it without a platform, then the outer disciples of our sect should have What a pustule! It's not as good as the Shura field in our utility room, fighting anytime, anywhere!"

puff!

Everyone unconsciously covered their mouths and laughed out loud.

They were all familiar with this voice, and even if they didn't look at it, they knew it in their hearts. People who dare to openly contradict the two bosses in the utility room, and there are more and more people who have the style of second-generation ancestors. Except for Zhuo Fan, whose mysterious background is unknown so far, who else can it be?

It is because this background is so mysterious that these two bosses are really like a dog biting a hedgehog to this arrogant and domineering second-generation ancestor.

And this kind of thing, in the past two months, Zhuo Fan has done a lot, often making the two people's eyes crooked, but there is no way.

"Zhuofan, if you don't complain a little bit, will the mother die?" Gritting his teeth fiercely, Kui Lang burst out in anger.

Shrugging indifferently, Zhuo Fan is noncommittal: "Yes!"

Unconsciously, Kui Lang looked at Zhuo Fan with the urge to cry. Originally, he was the boss of the utility room, but since this young man came, he has lost all face, and in just two months, he has been made domineering by this kid!

This kid is simply his ancestor!

Yueling also supported her forehead, shook her head helplessly, sighed in her heart, and regretted it to the death.

What did she do to trouble this kid when she had nothing to do, but now this kid dangles in front of their eyes every day, making trouble for them, but he is about to piss them off.

I really don't know which elder or the second ancestor of the family, but it was stuffed into their utility room, even if you put it in the outer door!

But they also know that such a second-generation ancestor will be promoted and leave here sooner or later. The key is the question of which year and month to be promoted.

They don't want to be with this kid anymore...

Eyes narrowed slightly, the two glared at Zhuo Fan, but looking at his still indifferent appearance, they let out a long sigh, looked at each other, and shook their heads with a wry smile.

When Yuan Lao saw it, he looked up to the sky and smiled, and the corners of his mouth drew a mysterious arc!

"father!"

"elder sister!"

Suddenly, at this moment, two crisp sounds were made, and everyone was stunned for a while, turned their heads to look, but saw two young figures rushing towards them.

One of them was a young girl, whom Zhuo Fan knew was Yueling's younger sister, Yue'er. The other, a young man in his mid-twenties, with a broad stature, had a seven-point resemblance to Na Kuilang, and he thought he was his son.

Seeing them coming here, Yueling and Kuilang looked at each other and smiled happily. But Zhuo Fan took a deep look at Yue'er's body, especially the swing of the arm, but his eyes narrowed and he thought secretly.

what, not yet...