Staring at Zhuo Fan tightly, everyone present was completely confused. After staying for a few breaths, Murong Xue shouted angrily: "I see it, I know he is unreliable, and you still want to believe him like this. He has been restricting us with the Fengtian Sword before. It’s only now telling us that the Divine Sword is in the hands of the Undefeated Sword Sovereign.
Glancing at her lightly, Zhuo Fan gave a sly smile, noncommittal.
Everyone pondered for a long time and looked at each other, but they were also frowning and uneasy. In the end, Ling Yuntian looked at Zhuo Fan with a worried expression, almost begging: "Mr. Zhuo, you promised us that you will come to seal the sky. Sword, how come now..."
"Yeah, I agreed, and I just said that when you meet the Undefeated Sword Master, just ask him if you want it!"
With a twitch of face, he almost burst into tears. Ling Yuntian stomped anxiously, "Mr. Zhuo, are you nonsense? That old monster came to grab the Heavenly Sword. Now that the sword is in hand, we asked him for it. , Will he give it, unless he is a fool!"
"Hey, don't tell me, he might be such a fool, hehehe..."
Unconsciously raising his brows, Zhuo Fan immediately showed a wicked smile and joked.
Unexpectedly, everyone looked at him with weird faces, not knowing why.
Wei Wei beckoned, Zhuo Fan called Ling Yuntian to his side, bowed his head and whispered in his ear: "Didn't you just say that, he came to snatch the Heavenly Sword, but he didn't snatch it back by himself." , When you meet him, just say so..."
After whispering in his ear swiftly for a while, Zhuo Fan raised his head with a confident smile on his mouth. Ling Yuntian frowned and glanced at him suspiciously: "Is this... all right?"
"Don't you believe me, my son's idea, which time have you miscalculated?"
Glancing at him obliquely, Zhuo Fan looked awkward, smashing his fingers and showing him his great achievements: "Baili Yuyu can't get a sword, and he can't get out of your enchantment. Let me give you an idea; Baili Jingwei encircles you. Sizhou, you are as anxious as a dog. It was also Lao Tzu's idea to solve the encirclement; this time I directly encircled Baili Yutian and drove those Baili longitudes and latitudes crazy. Isn't it my idea? Which time didn't work? Do you still doubt me?"
Looking at him deeply, Ling Yuntian thought a little, and finally couldn't help but nodded his head, and said in a daze, "Indeed, Mr. Zhuo is a big killer no matter where he is. The talent of a unicorn can win the world. Fortunately. This time you are on our side, otherwise we might die faster, so lucky. Then... When we go out to search for the undefeated Sword Master tomorrow, we will do as the husband said when we see him, hope as always It works!"
"It definitely works, let's go. By then, the Fengtian sword will be brought back, and your three swords will be one, and you will kill him together!" Waved his hand impatiently, Zhuo Fan was already busy blasting them out: "Now the mission is very clear. Now, you guys hurry up and finish it. If there is any accident, I will take care of it and make my calculations!"
Looking at each other, everyone nodded slightly, then looked at Zhuo Fan and bowed his head, slowly retreating outwards: "If this is the case, I will say goodbye first, and I am very grateful for your hard work, sir!"
Said that everyone had already retired their figures and left the hall.
Suddenly, only Zhuo Fan was left in this place, and Chu Qingcheng, who had always been unable to do without him, lost his mind, and his daughter Queer... Murongxue
"Why are you still not leaving?" His brows flickered, and Zhuo Fan gave her a strange look: "Now it's okay for the time being. Those old guys have retired. What are you doing here?"
"Supervise you!"
"Supervise me?"
"That's right!" Murongxue looked at him coldly on his face, "You have a bad mind, and you have two sides and three swords. You will get together with the undefeated Sword Master for a while, and then you will make suggestions for us. It is really unreliable. This girl just wants to stare at you, lest you do any tricks and cause uncontrollable trouble!"
As soon as the voice fell, Murongxue immediately sat lightly, sitting firmly on a pearwood chair, and stopped moving. But her icy eyes didn't look at Zhuo Fan, she just nailed it firmly to this place, showing her sense of existence!
It means, don’t play tricks, my old lady is always staring at you here!
This woman is really troublesome!
With a sigh of relief in his heart, Zhuo Fan rolled his eyes around, but he sneered, slowly came to Chu Qingcheng's side, and said quietly: "Since Miss Murong is unwilling to leave, she won't drive you out. It's just me and My wife has been parting for a long time, and in the past few days, I have dealt with some trivial matters one after another, and I can’t make time. The so-called little love is better than the newlyweds. I can’t say that we will do some shameful things in a while. If the Murong girl is willing to stay and observe, increase her knowledge. , It doesn’t matter if you go down. Or... if a girl is willing to study together, then down there is even more desirable, hahaha..."
"you… "
Her cheeks flushed suddenly, and Murong Xue couldn't help feeling angry and embarrassed when she heard what he was saying. Two big beautiful eyes stared at him fiercely, but the silver teeth were urgent, and his fists couldn't stop clenching, but in the end he couldn't say a word. Finally, he waved his hand bitterly, turned his head and left here: "Huh, stinky man, there is nothing good!"
"Hey, your eldest brother was scolded by what you said. By the way... Do you really plan to stay and practice it in advance? It will be good for you in the future!"
"roll!"
Zhuo Fan was not ashamed, shook his head to the door, yelling in a loud voice, but a voice of shame and anger came from a distance outside the door.
With a let out of laughter, Zhuo Fan shook his head noncommitantly, and then turned his head to look at Chu Qingcheng, whose eyes were empty, a sadness arose in his eyes: "Quer, go call Wu Qingqiu, Shui Ruohua and the others. Don’t let people discover it!"
"Yes, father!"
Nodding slightly, Que'er looked solemn and left immediately. And Murongxue, who had been lying in ambush outside the main hall door, did not go far, still watching the movement inside Zhuo Fan, when she suddenly saw that the little girl Que'er had come out so quickly, she couldn't help feeling stagnant, but believed Zhuo instead. Fan said the nonsense just now, gave the hall a fierce look, gritted his teeth and said: "Sepi, your wife is like that, and still thinking... huh, something shameless!"
He snorted and shook his hand. Murongxue stopped watching and left on her own.
For a time, there were only Zhuo Fan and Chu Qingcheng left in the Sect Master's Hall.
Seeing her jade-like face, but her pale hair, as if he had been heartbroken for Ning'er before, Zhuo Fan's eyes could not help being foggy again, the light in his hand flashed, and he took out a handful Aoki comb, slowly stretched out the long hair that fell like a waterfall.
"Qingcheng, although we are husband and wife, I have never confessed everything about me to you."
He combed his long hair like flowing water, but Zhuo Fan’s eyes were full of tears: "I am not here, and I shouldn’t even appear here, in front of you. I am the Demon King, and I have a lot of sins on my body. Wherever I appear, I don’t know if it’s a destiny, it will bring endless disasters. Ning'er is like this, you are like this. I originally foresaw the disaster and wanted you to stay away from my right and wrong place, but why did you go again My old way back then? Ha ha... No, today you have a deep love for me, much heavier than I did for Ning'er back then. At least I did not have a mental disorder back then!"
"I just don't know I, Zhuo Fan, an executioner whose hands are stained with blood, how can He De, can you treat you so affectionately?"
The hand combing her long hair trembled slightly, and Zhuo Fan's tone was a little choked: "I, Zhuo Fan, have gone through two lives, and I have never tasted that anyone is willing to treat me sincerely. One is Ning'er, but she has forgotten me, although I I feel lost, but I am also relieved. This is a good thing, because she will not have another disaster. The second is you. You have forgotten me now, but there is only pain in my heart. Qingcheng, although I hope you forget me, But I don’t want you to forget me, really! Qingcheng, tomorrow I’m going to Beihai, my life will be fixed. I hope you can remember me before I leave. Although this may make you sad again, but as My selfishness, I really hope that I am in your heart, not a blank, really..."
The comb in his hand stopped gently, and Zhuo Fan slowly knelt down in front of her, buried his head in her knees, his body was shaking uncontrollably, and his voice was choked and speechless. .
call out!
The breeze blew, and the pale long hair was lifted, Chu Qingcheng's eyes gradually became radiant, and a little bit of tears slowly rolled in his eye sockets. The white hands moved slightly, Chu Qingcheng stiffened his head and slowly lowered, looking at Zhuo Fan's constantly twitching body, but he had never had it in five years, with a soft color in his eyes.
One hand couldn't help but gently lifted, and touched Zhuo Fan's head...
"Brother Zhuo!"
However, at this moment, a loud shout suddenly sounded, as if shocked, Chu Qingcheng's body suddenly trembled, and his raised palm suddenly fell, his eyes hollowed out again.
Without noticing this anomaly at all, Zhuo Fan raised his head, stood up, tried his best to hide his face, calm down, and looked out, but he saw that Wu Qingqiu, Ye Lin and Shui Ruohua did not know when. When people had already arrived, they came to this hall. What followed was the Queer who called them.
Holding a fist solemnly, Wu Qingqiu couldn't help but chuckle: "Brother Zhuo is now the Grand Marshal of the Four States. We can't even see it in the past few days. I wonder if the Marshal is summoned this time, what's your order?"
"Ha ha ha... Brother Wu was joking. In front of all these old friends, all the four states’ marshals are all imaginary names. I just ask for one thing. Brother Wu, don’t forget, you lose a bet in jail. Give it to me, do things for me, don't make a mistake!"
"Hahaha... That's it, Brother Zhuo is about to settle the gambling account so soon!" Unable to laugh, Wu Qingqiu nodded fixedly: "Okay, Brother Zhuo, what do you want to say, but it's okay, brothers must do it!"
As soon as the words came out, the others also fixed their heads firmly, and their eyes flashed with respect.
Slowly lifted Chu Qingcheng up and handed it to the coming Shui Ruohua, Zhuo Fan said with a solemn expression: "Now Beizhou is unstable, you help me send Qingcheng back to Xizhou. Now the army attacking the three states should have been It quickly withdrew, so now it is the safest choice for you to use the teleportation channel to return to Shuanglongyuan!"