The Steward Demonic Emperor Chapter 33: Four directions move together

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The two chairs turned slowly, making a harsh sound. After they all turned around, they saw an old man sitting on each of the two chairs.

A man with a head full of gold threads, his eyes bursting, and every finger on his skinny palm makes a loud bone pop. A pair of eyes flashed with golden light, and a random glance pierced into people's hearts like two sharp swords.

The other has red hair, flushed face, and long and deep breathing. The breath that he exhaled made the air in front of him begin to twist, as if flames were burning in his mouth, and even the breath exuded a strong scorching sensation.

Just a glance, Zhuo Fan could see that the two of them were far better than Long Jiu. Moreover, one person has already practiced the Diamond Body, and the other person is also a master of the fire system.

Even though he still couldn't see the strength of these two people, he guessed that they should not be far away from the Divine Illumination Realm. In the Fan Tier, anyone who can enter the realm of Divine Illumination is already one of the best on the mainland.

"It really deserves to be Qianlong Pavilion, there is such a strong man sitting in town." Zhuo Fan praised secretly in his heart.

A casual glance at Zhuo Fan, the blond old man said quietly: "Are you the young man who made the old nine full of praise, Zhuo Fan?"

"Yes!" Zhuo Fan respectfully said.

"I heard that you are a fifth-level formation division?" The blond old man asked again.

Nodded, Zhuo Fan didn't dare to be too casual before he could figure out the temperament of the two old men, so he respectfully said: "The younger generation knows some five-level formations. "

"Hehehe... Even if the fifth-level formation master is in my Qianlong Pavilion, he is still worshipping. The two of us are just elders. If you come, we will treat you respectfully." The blond old man shook his head. He let out a laugh, his face was kind, not as hard as his appearance.

At this time, the red-haired old man said gruffly, "Hey, boy, I heard Old Nine say that you are so arrogant, you even made a bold statement to let an inexperienced family catch up with the seventh family in ten years. .I just saw you, and shouted at Old Jiu one by one. It’s really crazy enough. Others don’t have the courage. But when I saw the two of us, why did you become cowardly all of a sudden?"

With a faint smile, Zhuo Fan said non-committal: "I have had a lot of meetings with Brother Jiu, I know his bottom line, but this is the first time you and I have met."

Hearing this, the two of them couldn't help but froze, and a strange color flashed in their eyes.

Long Jiu shook his face and said angrily: "Good boy, it turns out that you are watching people eat. I really thought you were so arrogant when you saw anyone. Turns out that you are only crazy about the old man. The powerful ones will wither right away?"

"Hey hey, where. I'm crazy about Brother Nine, because I regard Brother Nine as my own. Brother Nine is a broad-minded predecessor and will not be as knowledgeable as me. If I meet someone with a narrow-minded mind, I Isn’t it mad with him to look for death."

Zhuo Fan shook his head and smiled and said: "By then, this is no longer called arrogance, but an idiot."

Hearing these words, the three of them couldn't help but glance at each other, and they all smiled heartily. The blond old man and the red-haired old man nodded with admiration.

Sure enough, this kid is as insightful as the old nine said, and there is no trace of flattering. Hearing what he said, even if Old Jiu was still angry. But as an old senior, I am too embarrassed to care about it with juniors.

"This kid, I like it, hahaha..." The red-haired old man laughed boldly, and the blond old man also nodded and looked at Zhuo Fan with a faint smile: "If you didn't know that you didn't intend to join our Qianlong Pavilion, The old man must take you under the door, ha ha ha..."

He smiled and arched his hands, but Zhuo Fan sneered in disdain.

He has fallen into the mortal world, even if it is unhelpful, he will not be able to worship you in a door that hasn't even reached the gods. On the contrary, if you have any difficulties in cultivation, the old man will give you some guidance.

"By the way, you just said that the people from Nether Valley are here, but what's the matter?"

After laughing and talking, the blond old man didn't know what Zhuo Fan was thinking, his face changed, he looked at him seriously, and got into the topic. Long Jiu also turned his head to look, his one eye was constantly shaking.

Nodded slightly, and Zhuo Fan affirmed: "More than half a month ago, I discovered that in addition to Elder Jian, the Sun family had two more powerful auras. It’s just that I’ve been out on errands in the past few days. I watched the Sun’s house, and it’s not clear whether they will come again."

"Hmph, the more you come, the better! They come one, I kill one; come two, kill one pair!" Long Jiu slapped the table fiercely, one eye was already covered with blood red.

"Old Jiu, don't be arrogant!" The blond-haired old man frowned, couldn't help but sneered, then looked at Zhuo Fan: "Little brother, how did you know?"

"The cat has the cat way, the mouse has the mouse way, I also have my way, it is not convenient for others to tell." Zhuo Fan shook his head and smiled.

After hearing this, the blond old man still had doubts, but Long Jiu nodded firmly: "Brother Zhuo’s intelligence is indeed credible. Before that **** Jian Fan came to Fenglin City, our Qianlong Pavilion’s The intelligence network didn’t know it, but Brother Zhuo told me. Later I went to check it myself, and it was true."

"Oh?"

The blond old man raised his brows, and after looking at each other with the red-haired old man, he looked at Zhuo Fan in amazement: "Little brother, you surprised us too much, I don't know who makes the teacher..."

"Jiuyou Overlord!" Zhuo Fan blurted out.

The three of them didn't realize they were taken aback.

The name "Jiuyou Overlord" is domineering but domineering, but is there such a person on the mainland?

When Zhuo Fan saw it, he secretly chuckled. If this name is heard by the people of Sanctuary, it may be associated with the Nine Nether Demon Emperor, but in the ordinary rank, no one knows it.

After all, the people here are still too far away, and they are not up to the level of hearing the names of the ancient ten emperors.

"Well...Lingshi must be a hidden master, otherwise he wouldn't be able to train a young fifth-level formation teacher like Brother Zhuo." The blond old man saw that Zhuo Fan didn't want to say it, so he didn't force it.

"By the way, Brother Nine, do you have a recovery pill?" At this moment, Zhuo Fan suddenly looked at Long Jiu.

Nodded, Long Jiu took out a porcelain bottle and handed it over: "Is anyone in your Luo family injured?"

Restoration Pill is a third-class pill. It is not too precious, but it is never cheap. At least one hundred thousand spiritual stones are needed. But Zhuo Fan wanted it, and Long Jiu naturally gave it without saying a word.

Let's not talk about the relationship between the two people getting closer and closer, just the debt of 10 million, it is a fart to give a pill.

After taking the pill, Zhuo Fan did not answer, but just clasped his fists to the three of them: "Thank you, Brother Nine and the two seniors, I will leave now."

"Hey, brat, it turns out that this is your purpose." Long Jiuyi was taken aback and cursed, "This is a small matter the size of a sesame. You interrupted our meeting, and the old man will not let you go."

Zhuo Fan smiled and waved his hand: "I'll send you another piece of information. Nether Valley is about to do it in these two days. Step up your defense."

After speaking, Zhuo Fan laughed and walked out the door.

Longkui and Longjie watched him come out proudly in the spring breeze, but they don't know why, they only know that they talked very happily. At the same time, my heart became more sour.

Neither of them are eligible to participate in a meeting of elders like this, but this kid is the first to discuss matters with the three elders. This makes it unpleasant for the two of them, especially the nightshade.

The blond old man held his beard and watched Zhuo Fan’s back gradually disappear, his eyes flickered: "Old nine, fifth, this young man has a clever appearance, but in fact, every sentence is insightful and scheming. At a young age, But he is a thaumaturgical skill, I really don’t know which disciple of an expert it is. In the future, we in Qianlong Pavilion must make good friends."

After listening, the two nodded deeply.

On the other hand, Zhuo Fan walked out of the gate of Qianlong Pavilion and went straight to the courtyard. Along the way, he had clearly felt a few suspicious people hovering outside the courtyard.

He knew very well that the battle was about to start and it was urgent, so he accelerated his pace even more.

Soon, Zhuo Fan returned to Luo Yunshang and the others.

At this moment, Luo Yunshang has already understood the ins and outs of the whole matter from the old man. For a time, the two sides felt sorry for each other.

The tragedy of the two sides, the common enemy, made the two companies form the most solid alliance.

Seeing this, Zhuo Fan felt more relieved, and threw the bottle of recovery pill to the owner of the Black Wind Mountain: "Eat this, and hope to restore your strength as soon as possible."

"What is this?" Lei Yuting asked.

"Restore Dan!"

"What?" Lei Yuting was startled, looking at the bottle in surprise.

She also knows the healing pill, the third-grade pill, one hundred thousand spiritual stones. Even if they grabbed one year from Heifeng Mountain, they might not be able to grab thousands of spiritual stones. But such a precious pill, the Luo family unexpectedly threw it out.

Is the Luo family so rich?

It seems that she has seen her heart, Luo Yunchang patted her hand and smiled: "Sister Yuting, don't worry, Qianlong Pavilion owes us 10 million. A third-grade pill, It's all interest!"

Hearing this, Lei Yuting was even more shocked that his jaw was about to fall off.

Ten million?

Qianlong Pavilion owes them so much, no wonder they have to protect them for free.

Wait, did Guiyunzhuang originally have so much money? How come they get richer the more they grab it?

Only Zhuo Fan looked at Luo Yunchang's mouth-to-mouth smile, and rolled his eyes helplessly.

Women, all the same, don’t forget to compare wherever you go...

At the same time, there were four people sitting in a dark secret room in the Sun's house. One of them was the eighth elder among the ten elders in Nether Valley, Jian Fan the Condor. The other three people were all wrapped in a black trench coat and couldn't see their appearance. But the whole body exudes a powerful and weird evil spirit.

In front of them, stood a young man with a faint smile on his handsome face. It was Yang Ming.

"You Ming." At this time, Elder Jian said, "You have been hiding in Heifeng Mountain for more than ten years, and you have done a good job! It's just this action, didn't you leave it to a little girl to do it."

"There was an accident temporarily, it's not in the way!" With a faint smile, you said quietly.

Huh!

A cyan light flashed across Youming's face, leaving a bloodstain. The bright red blood flowed down slowly along the bloodstain.

You Ming couldn't help being surprised, and looked at Elder Jane who suddenly shot at him in amazement.

Staring tightly into his eyes, Elder Jian said coldly: "This Dark Moon Project has been arranged by the family for more than ten years. If your arrogance and your merits are broken and your family plan is broken, the old man promises , Telling you that life is better than death."

"Yes!" You Ming bowed, cold sweat oozing from his forehead.

"Go down." Elder Jian waved his hand and said lightly: "Action in three days."

You Ming worshipped again and prepared to retreat, but just as he walked to the door, Elder Jian’s cold voice came from his ear: "Luo Family, never let anyone go, especially..."

"Zhuo Fan!" You Ming said all the words.

Nodded, the killing intent in the eyes of Elder Jian was everywhere: "Although Qianlong Pavilion borrowed his hand to kill Youquan, his hand was stained with the blood of your junior brother. If someone's hand is stained with my Netherworld Valley Human blood, then he must not live in this world!"

"Yes!"

Youming gritted his teeth and showed a bloodthirsty smile...