The Steward Demonic Emperor Chapter 32: Visit from headquarters

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Ten days later, Zhuo Fan secretly sneaked back into the courtyard of Qianlong Pavilion with Lei Yuting.

They came back and forth, and half a month passed. Fortunately, Lei Yuting, according to Zhuo Fan's instructions, stabilized the Black Wind Mountain bandits in the city before leaving, otherwise they would have done it a long time ago.

And those bandits have been slow to notice, and there is no way to act on the side of Nether Valley.

Back to the small courtyard, Longkui and Longjie were not here, Zhuo Fan had to ask the guard to arrange a room for the old man, and then went to find Luo Yunshang.

A quarter of an hour later, in a small room, with Xiao Cui's scream, the door suddenly opened. Xiaocui ran to Lei Yuting with tears in her eyes, "Miss."

Drying the tears in front of her eyes, Lei Yuting shaved her little nose and smiled: "Silly girl, they can do you right."

Shaking her small head, Xiaocui said excitedly: "Miss don't worry, everyone in the Luo family is pretty good except the bad housekeeper with the surname Zhuo."

"Cough cough cough...Little girl, you can't speak bad words in front of others, be careful I clean you up."

Immediately afterwards, Zhuo Fan accompanied Luo Yunshang in, followed by Pang Commander and Luo Yunhai. When the three of them heard Xiao Cui's words, they all snickered.

Luo Yunhai said in the same way: "Little girl, you're done. My brother Zhuo likes spanking most, you dare to offend him, be careful of your ass."

When she heard this, Xiao Cui couldn't help being surprised, and hurriedly hid behind Lei Yuting.

Zhuo Fan rolls his eyes helplessly, is he in the eyes of these two little guys like a vicious image? Luo Yunshang and Pang Commander looked at each other, both laughed, but their eyes were full of warmth.

Zhuo Fan has always been his own way, and the impression of others meeting him for the first time is definitely not good, even very bad. The two of them didn't like Zhuo Fan at first. But after getting along, they discovered that Zhuo Fan was the one they could really rely on.

"You are... Yunshang?"

Suddenly, a somewhat excited voice sounded, and everyone looked for their reputation, and saw an old man behind Lei Yuting looking at Luo Yunshang with excitement. Then, he looked at Luo Yunhai: "Then you...are you Yunhai?"

"God, brother Zhennan's two children are safe and sound!"

"Senior, I don't know if you are..." Luo Yunshang looked at the old man, wondering.

After Zhuo Fan came back, he just hurriedly brought her to see the Black Wind Mountain Master, trying to understand the relationship between Black Wind Mountain and the Luo Family, and why he was being targeted by Nether Valley at the same time. Along the way, it was too late to explain the situation.

Seeing this scene, he hurriedly introduced: "This is the lord of Heifeng Mountain, the leader of the band of bandits who destroyed Guiyun Village."

"What?"

Hearing this, Luo Yunchang was unconsciously surprised, his face gradually gloomy, the calm and dignified face showed a strong killing intent for the first time, and his whole body's vitality could not stop radiating.

When Lei Yuting saw this, she hurriedly guarded her foster father, for fear that the young lady would kill the foster father.

Slowly stretched out a hand, the old man pulled Lei Yuting away, with tears in his eyes, forcibly twisted his body, knelt in front of Luo Yunchang with a thump, and slowly closed his eyes: "Yun Chang, The Luo family’s affairs are all my fault, so you can kill the old man."

"Foster father!"

"Mountain Lord!"

Lei Yuting and Xiao Cui yelled together, but the old man shook his hand and murmured: "This is what I owe to the Luo family. For a while, none of you are allowed to take action."

Luo Yunchang was startled, looking at this old man with inconvenient hands and feet, he was so angry that he couldn't express his anger again.

Zuo Fan patted her on the shoulder, and said quietly: "This old man has suffered from Yang Ming's way long ago. Relationship!"

"Why didn't you say it earlier?" Luo Yunchang gave Zhuo Fan a bitter look, and blamed him for almost killing good people by mistake.

Zhuo Fan touched his chin, and said lightly: "This old man has dim eyes and led the wolf into the room, which led to the tragedy of the Luo family. So you should kill him for revenge."

Reluctantly rolling her eyes, Zhuo Fan's logic always makes her unacceptable.

Although what he said is somewhat reasonable, the blame is too far-fetched. Luo Yunshang is not a person who angers others. What's more, listening to this old man's words seems to have a connection with his father.

So he hurriedly helped him up and said, "Senior, you are also a victim. You can't be blamed for this."

"No, brother Zhennan and I had a good relationship, but the Luo family died because of me. The old man is sorry for his spirit in the sky." The old man wiped the tears from his eyes, his expression distorted in pain.

Luo Yunshang was shocked again when he heard it. After looking at Luo Yunhai, he shook his head in confusion before eagerly asking: "Senior, why have I never heard my father mention you?"

Taking a deep breath, the old man calmed his excitement a little, and said quietly: "The Luo family is a well-known family, but the old man is a bandit, how can he be able to afford it. It's just that my father and I met each other and ended up. For the sake of brothers. Later, fearing that it would affect the reputation of the Luo family, we went back and forth secretly. Besides, my Lei family has ancestral training, so we must not be enemies with Luo and Cai."

"Huh?"

Suddenly, Luo Yunhai screamed and murmured: "Daddy told me before that no matter what happens, he must coexist and die with the Lei and Cai families. I know the Cai family, but I just don't know that the Lei family is you? "

Luo Yunshang was taken aback and looked at Luo Yunhai: "Why did my father never tell me?"

Hearing this, Luo Yunhai raised his head proudly and said with a smile: "Daddy said, this is a man's secret, don't tell you women, let alone outsiders."

Hearing this, Zhuo Fan frowned slightly, and muttered: "Could it be that...this ancestral motto of the Lei and Luo families is only passed on to the Patriarch?"

"Yes, this ancestral instruction is indeed passed on by generations of Patriarchs, but the old man has no children, so he has not passed it out. Besides, the old man has made friends with Brother Zhennan, how can he harm the Luo family?"

When I thought of this, the Luo family died because of him, and the old man shook his head in shame.

"Old man, does your Lei family have family martial arts?" Zhuo Fan asked suddenly.

Nodded, and the old man said lightly: "My Lei family’s low-level spirit-level martial arts, Shocking Thunder Finger, passed it to Ting'er because there were no children under his knees. Unfortunately, this jade slip for storing martial arts was later used by Yang Ming. The beast was taken away."

Slap!

Zuo Fan clapped his hands, as if thinking of something: "That's right, they are here for this."

Then he hurriedly walked out the door, "Stay here and wait for me to come back."

Everyone was startled and looked at each other, not knowing what he was going to do...

Qianlong Pavilion Fenglincheng Branch, still the tall gatehouse, or the two guards, Zhuo Fan walked straight into it, no one dared to stop it.

"Brother Nine!" Zhuo Fan shouted as he walked, looking for Long Jiu's location.

At this moment, he saw a closed door. The two guarding the door were Solanum and Longjie, and he knew that Long Jiu must be inside. So, he hurried forward and said loudly: "Brother Nine!"

Shhh!

Solanum hurriedly hurriedly said, "Shut up, Jiu Shu is not seeing guests today, please get out of here."

"Hmph, I'm not a guest. I have important things to talk to Long Jiu, so I get out of the way." Zhuo Fan waved his hand and tried to break through, but was stopped by Dragon Kwai and Long Jie together. Come down.

"What important things can you do? Don't think that Jiu Shu takes you seriously, just push your nose to your face! This is Qianlong Pavilion, and you can't tolerate your arrogance." Solanum glared at Zhuo Fan, his feet like nails. Bang sticks to the ground.

"Brother Zhuo, Uncle Jiu will never see you today. You should come back." Long Jie also said firmly.

Seeing this scene, Zhuo Fan knew that it was useless to break through, so he couldn't help but chuckle: "Little girl, do you know where I have been these days?"

"Huh, where can you stinky men go? Last time I took them back. This time I guess they died in which gentle country." Solanum rolled his eyes and sneered.

Can't help laughing, Zhuo Fan shook his head helplessly: "Hehehe...I think too, but I am not as free as Miss Long. To be honest, I went to check the movement of Nethergu. Soon, they will. Will come to raid Qianlong Pavilion, don’t blame me for not reminding you then!"

"Hmph, bragging. You can know the whereabouts of those people in Nethergu, unless the cow can fly into the sky." Solanum curled his lips and smiled disdainfully.

Shaking his head helplessly, Zhuo Fan pretended to turn around, but he still said loudly before leaving: "Tell Jiu Shu for me, saying that I took the Luo family out to hide, so that you won’t be implicated in us after the Nether Valley is completely wiped out." /

After speaking, Zhuo Fan strode back.

When Solanum heard it, she wanted to curse. We are not mean to you, did you curse us before you left when you crossed the river and demolished the bridge?

However, she hadn't scolded yet, as the door squeaked, the closed door slowly opened, and Long Jiucang's voice came from inside: "Brother Zhuo, please come in!"

Solanum and Long Jie were startled, and hurriedly bent over and said respectfully: "Yes!"

However, before they get up, Zhuo Fan has already ran past them: "No need to ask, I came in by myself, hehehe..."

Looking at Zhuo Fan’s triumphant look, Solanum suffocated his mouth angrily: “What’s so good about this kid? Isn’t he a fifth-level formation master? Uncle Jiu actually values ​​him so much.”

With a wry smile, Long Jie closed the door again and looked at the nightshade reluctantly.

This is a typical sour grape if you can’t eat grapes. If you, Miss Long, become a fifth-level formation master, then Uncle Jiu will not only value you, it is possible to hold you up to the sky...

On the other hand, he didn't care about Solanum's growing dissatisfaction with him, so Zhuo Fan walked straight into it. This room is so huge that even the long corridor has been walked for five or six minutes.

When I saw the light, I saw Long Jiu sitting on a tall chair, looking at himself with a smile. And behind him, there are also two identical chairs. It's just that the chair is facing him, and from Zhuo Fan's direction, only the tall back of the chair can be seen.

"Hehehe...Brother Zhuo, why are you looking for an old man?"

Just when he arrived in front of Long Jiu, he smiled, but soon the smile changed color and gradually became gloomy: "But the old man wants to remind you, if you talk about trivial things today, the old man can Never be merciful."

Can't help touching his nose, Zhuo Fan smiled noncommitantly: "The master of Nether Valley has arrived, and he will raid here soon. Is it a major or minor matter?"

"If it is true, of course it is a big deal!"

However, before Long Jiu spoke, a more vicissitudes of voice suddenly sounded from the chair behind him, and then the two chairs slowly turned, and two auras more terrifying than Long Jiu were directed at Zhuo. Where pressure comes.

Suppressing him until his breath is stagnant, he can't help but back more than ten steps back and forth.

A drop of cold sweat slowly shed from his shocked face...