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"Dean Confucius thinks that I am not qualified, let you spend some time and wait?" Ye Fan asked.
"That's it!" Kong Zhuo said proudly. "Although the old man is just a commoner, he considers himself to be an upright and upright person for the country and the people.
In the face of this kind of big right and wrong, it is absolutely not because of Ye Luma's background identity that he will forbear it! "
Ye Fan nodded with a smile, and didn't say much. He directly took out a Supreme Spirit Tool Grade Flying Sword from the Sword God Ring.
The cold light, the flying sword that circulates, appears in the study room, as if the study room is so beautiful!
Kong Zhuo's gaze condensed, seeing the concentration of the halo emitted from this sword, his face was amazed: "The best spirit weapon-level flying sword, refine the gods seven times!?"
As a spiritual tool that is more advanced than the magical tool, the strengthening method has also changed from refining spirits to refining gods.
The refining of gods must have a powerful demon pill as the material, blending a trace of soul into the spirit tool.
The demon pill that can be used to refine gods is precious.
In general, it is also a top-grade spiritual tool, and even only the top-grade spiritual tool is eligible, and it is used to spend a lot of time to refine God.
Ye Fan's seven-time god-strengthening flying sword is rare in the world, even in the eyes of the four great clans, it is a top collection!
Kong Zhuo, who was born as a commoner, was naturally shocked to see such a peerless soldier.
Even when he was the prime minister, he had never seen a spiritual tool for refining the gods seven times. This is probably a finished product that is nothing in a million!
Kong Zhuo came back to his senses, thinking of something, and said in a deep voice: "Ye Luma, what do you mean, want to have two tricks with the old man? You are too underestimating the old man..."
"President Kong, you have misunderstood, I just hope you will touch this sword," Ye Fan said with a smile.
Kong Zhuo heard it, and he seemed to realize it again. He laughed and said, "This sword is certainly a rare soldier, but if you want to use a sword to buy the old man, you think about it too much!"
"President Kong... You think too much, even if you kowtow to me, I won't give you this sword, I just let you touch it... That's it", Ye Fan was helpless, this old man thought so much.
Although there are as many flying swords in his sword god ring as feathers, there are few flying swords that have been refining the gods seven times at present.
This kind of sword is much more precious than a monk.
Ye Fan is a swordsman, a sword lover, and would never give away his sword easily.
That's why Hua Xiaoluo, a big disciple, was willing to give her a good sword.
Kong Zhuo looked hesitant, but he was frank, and didn't care if it was a trap. He reached out and grabbed the hilt of the sword...
"Boom!"
Kong Zhuo's heart beats wildly!
In an instant, there was a trace of the imperial sword intent attached to the sword and passed to Kong Zhuo!
Although it's only a tiny bit, people outside the room can't even notice it, but it's enough to make Kong Zhuo tremble all over! !
"This... This is!..."
Kong Zhuo opened his eyes wide and looked at Ye Fan in disbelief.
As soon as Ye Fan flicked his hand, Feijian disappeared and said with a faint smile: "Dean Confucius... Now, is there such a trace of patience to wait for me for a while?"
Kong Zhuo swallowed his throat with difficulty, and the look in Ye Fan's eyes turned into a complex and unspeakable emotion, with a touch of deep fear...
Before long, Ye Fan walked out of the study and left the Confucian Mansion.
Kong Zhuo is a wise man, but sometimes he will be disturbed by messy information.
If you listen, you will be dark. Let him know some of the essence of the matter, so he can naturally think clearly how to choose the best.
Although, Ye Fan can completely ignore the thoughts of the leaders of this group of civilians.
However, Ye Fan felt that it was good to be able to use a few words to reduce some unnecessary bleeding.
No matter who will be in charge of the world in the future, people like Kong Zhuo will be helpful to long-term peace, comfort and comfort.
Ye Fan checked the time and planned to return to the National Teacher's House to see how Chu Yunyao's transmission device was doing.
According to the woman, it should be possible to get through today and let the women on the side of Sword God Peak come to the imperial city.
But when I was about to go back, I received a call, which turned out to be the candlelight of the right guardian of Huaxumen.
"Your Sword God, the little girl didn't bother you, right?"
Candlelight asked softly over there, how the voice seemed like a little girl, but the charm was indeed a familiar femininity.
This kind of strong contrast makes women exude a seductive temptation while talking on the phone.
"Say something," Ye Fan said coldly. He was also a master who had seen it before, so he wouldn't be too enthusiastic about it.
Candlelight suddenly felt a little bit of resentment, and said: "Your Sword God is really cold, but I have mastered the key information of Lingmei, and I plan to discuss it with you."
"Oh? Have you found Qing'er?" Ye Fan thought to himself, after all, Huaxumen knew him best, and Shadow Guards and Ghosts hadn't been found yet.
"Your Sword God, if you have time, how about coming over to meet the little girl
It’s safer to say some words face to face, as the saying goes, there are ears on the wall," said the candlelight softly.
Ye Fan frowned, and could only make a trip for Ye Wanqing's sake, and asked, "Where can I meet?"
"Not far away, Caiyunfang, Red Magpie Tower..."
"Why did you go to Caiyunfang?" Ye Fan wondered.
"The Lord of Sword God is joking, this is the property of others, just make some powder money", candlelight giggled.
Ye Fan was speechless for a while. No wonder this enchantress is so obsessed that she still runs Caiyunfang's business? !
Huaxu Sect, as expected, there are three teachings and nine streams, everyone has it!
In order to avoid some unnecessary troubles, Ye Fan simply turned into an unfamiliar face before coming to Caiyunfang.
There are not many people in Caiyunfang during the day, but there are always people coming and going on the road, and they are recognized and passed home, which is troublesome.
When I walked to the entrance of the Red Magpie Building, the gate was closed. After all, in broad daylight, business was not opened here.
The door was also unlocked, and Ye Fan pushed the door directly in.
All the way to the second floor, Ye Fan walked into an incense-curled boudoir, looking for the smell of candlelight.
The air is mixed with the smell of some herbs, Ye Fan can probably tell it is some pungent herbs...
Ye Fan looked at a piece of red veil inside, and saw that he had just finished taking a bath, wearing only a big red nightdress, and the candlelight from the pink neck and jade arms was coming out of it.
A woman can completely dry a long hair with the repair base, but she is using a towel and is carefully wiping it.
A few strands of half-wet black hair stuck to her jade-white face.
The face without Fendai is less seductive than the first time I met, and has a touch of lovely tenderness.
"Your Excellency Sword God, why did you come here with a disguise?" Candlelight smiled lightly, her expression like a girl, but she was still a little pure.
Ye Fan pulled a chair and sat down. He was completely unmoved by this woman's alluring gestures, and asked, "Where is my sister?"