Taiwu Xianmen.
The disciples are busy on their own, going back and forth in the sect. In order to obtain better resources, some become people in the mountain peak of a certain true disciple. Of course, there are also many pretentious disciples who have always fought alone.
They believe that one day they will become true disciples.
As Lin Fan walked on the road, he always felt like there were sneaky eyes on him.
"I should be considered half a celebrity now." Lin Fan muttered. Most people can't understand the troubles after becoming a celebrity, but he has already understood it now.
That is, there are always sneaky eyes looking at him.
Some of the disciples around him naturally knew Lin Fan and were discussing in low voices.
"Didn't this guy just kill King Zhao Xian? What is he doing out here now?"
"I don't know. Anyway, this person is also a bold person. If you encounter him in the future, you should not mess with him."
"King Zhao Xian had so many magic weapons, but they were all killed by the opponent in the end. It was really useless."
"Shh! Keep your voice down, he's coming."
When Lin Fan passed by these disciples, these disciples acted very seriously, as if they had not seen Lin Fan.
He doesn't like the current atmosphere very much.
"Hey! Junior brother, do you know who I am?" Lin Fan stopped the passing disciple and asked.
A little bit of anticipation.
He was waiting for the other party to show a shocked expression, and then said with excitement, you are Lin Fan who killed King Zhao Xian of Zhentian Peak, you are my idol, please sign your name.
The disciple who was stopped by Lin Fan trembled slightly and said calmly: "I don't know him."
Then he ran away in a hurry.
It was as if he had seen the god of plague and was afraid of causing trouble.
"Weird..."
Lin Fan looked back at the retreating figure and touched his chin. Why did I, Lin Fan, do such earth-shattering things and still remain unknown
The disciple who was leaving was relieved when he saw that Lin Fan was not chasing him.
He was most afraid of being misunderstood as having something to do with Lin Fan.
The other party offended Ye Zhentian. If they got involved with Lin Fan, who knows what would happen.
Lin Fan shook his head.
never mind.
Excellent people tend to make people feel inferior.
They must be pretending that they don't know themselves.
In fact, it is because of low self-esteem. I think that compared with him, I am like the sky and the earth, and there is no comparison.
In fact, I, Lin Fan, am not such a person.
At the foot of Zhentian Peak Mountain.
Lin Fan walked here unconsciously.
There are many Tianzhen Peak disciples here, and when they saw Lin Fan, they naturally recognized who he was.
Everyone was filled with rage.
Mudd!
He had just killed Senior Brother Zhao and dared to come to their territory. It was obvious that he didn't take their Tianzhen Peak seriously.
Lin Fan felt very comfortable, yes, that was the look in his eyes.
When he arrived here, all the eyes around him turned around, revealing anger and hatred.
He was going to find a disciple who seemed to be sure of his own strength.
Go forward and provoke him.
Then make an appointment to fight on the stage of life and death.
Fuck her hard.
Sudden.
He saw something like bullying happening in the distance.
When you see an injustice on the road, you will roar and do whatever you say without any hesitation.
distance.
Three disciples surrounded a somewhat thin disciple, pushing and shoving him, and said unpleasant words from the mouths of the three disciples.
"Are you blind? If you hit me, can you just say sorry?"
"That's right, you bumped into my senior brother and wanted to end it so easily. What you think is so beautiful."
The thin disciple shrank back, lowered his head, and did not dare to resist. He was just an inconspicuous disciple in Zhentian Peak, but the three old men in front of him were the elders of Zhentian Peak.
Of course he didn't dare to mess with it.
at this time.
Lin Fan came up behind him and patted the shoulder of the guy who seemed to be the leader, "It's a bit too much to bully the weak."
Zhou Long was lecturing the blind thing when he heard the voice of the person behind him. He suddenly became furious, turned around and pushed, "It's none of your business, get out of here."
Just after pushing.
Zhou Long felt that the stranger's face looked familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere.
Lin Fan lowered his head and looked at the chest that was pushed. His expression gradually changed from indifferent to ferocious, "You actually pushed me. I feel humiliated. You must follow me on the stage of life and death. The hatred between you and me must be determined by one person." Death is the only way to end it.”
His current situation is actually a bit too much.
Too false.
It feels like someone is deliberately causing trouble.
Zhou Long was wondering who this person was. When he heard the other party's arrogant words, he became angry and said, "You..."
Just when he was about to say, since you want to die, I will fulfill your words.
The disciples on the side hurriedly grabbed Zhou Long and whispered in his ear.
Zhou Long's angry expression suddenly froze, and then his face turned pale.
He's not an idiot.
If the other party jumps out on his own initiative, he is staring at him and wants to trick him into going to the stage of life and death.
Your sister.
King Zhao Xian got so many magic weapons from Senior Brother Ye but he couldn't do it to you. If I do it to you, I must be mentally ill.
"You or something? You pushed me just now and you made me very angry. My dignity and self-esteem were severely trampled under your feet. If I don't go to the stage of life and death, this matter will never end with you." Lin Fan said angrily.
Zhou Long's throat moved slightly, his little heart went up and down, his angry expression turned into a smile, and he took the initiative to grab Lin Fan's hand and slapped himself, "Senior brother, I'm sorry, I misunderstood, I didn't pay attention just now, It’s my fault that I pushed senior brother by mistake, it’s all my fault.”
"Now that senior brother has pushed, it can be considered even."
"We are all disciples of Taiwu Xianmen. We should love each other and help each other. How can we get into trouble over some trivial things?"
Lin Fan narrowed his eyes.
Oh My God.
This guy is very good at cultivating immortality.
The routine is not simple.
"Then what did you do to him?" Lin Fan pointed at the bullied disciple and asked.
Could it be that if he takes the initiative to provoke for the first time, he will get off to a bad start
"Haha, senior brother misunderstood. He really didn't do anything. This junior brother just fell down because he was not paying attention when he was walking. We helped him up out of friendship and asked him if he was okay." Zhou Long stepped forward and patted the thin disciple lightly. Clothes, he said caringly: "Oh, junior brother, you have to be careful when walking. Look, your clothes are full of dust. Let me pat them for you."
The disciple who had just been bullied stood there with a dazed expression on his face, letting the senior brother who had just bullied him pat his clothes.
"Senior brother, if you have nothing to do, let's take our leave first." Zhou Long clasped his fists, and without waiting for Lin Fan to say any more nonsense, he led his two disciples away in despair.
And he walked very fast, as if he was afraid that the other party would stop him.
Lin Fan habitually wanted to touch his bald head, but hair had already grown on his head.
This girl had a bad start.
It was completely different from what he thought.
Are people today so smart? Isn't it just to kill a King Xian of Zhao? It is necessary to see me scared.
You are disciples of Zhentian Peak.
Senior Brother Ye is your backing.
Can you follow me on the stage of life and death, give me some warmth, and let me feel the love in the world
ps: The calculation of mana in the last chapter was not wrong. I was dazzled and regarded internal power as mana, but the data list in the chapter was not wrong. Why not list the data in full? I am afraid that you will say that I am in trouble again. word count. How uncomfortable.