The Steward Demonic Emperor Chapter 341: Please let go

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"Who... are you?"

The eyelids trembled slightly, and Zhuo Fan calmly looked at the phantom and made a cold voice.

There was another weird laugh, and the phantom showed a hint of evil, and said lightly: "Jie Jie Jie... I almost forgot to introduce myself. This is the Sect Master of Moce, Xie Wuyue!"

"What, the Magic Sect, one of the three sects of protecting the country?"

The pupils couldn't help shrinking, Zhuo Fan was shocked. I heard that these three sects of protecting the country have always only protected Tianyu from foreign invasion, but will never interfere with Tianyu's internal affairs.

Just like three hundred years ago, when the ancient three links made a riot in the sky, the entire royal family was almost taken in one pot, and the three sects did not appear. But now, how could Sect Master Moce suddenly come here and still find himself by name?

This can't help making him confused instantly.

"What...what are you looking for from me?"

"Jie Jie Jie... Didn't this seat have already said it, this seat is about to decide you! Next, it's up to you to make the price!" The ghost smiled evilly.

Brows frowned slightly, Zhuo Fan already understood his intentions, he wanted to win over himself, but he didn’t understand how, this Sect Master of Moce ignored the secular world, and how did he know his existence? Come to solicit him.

As if seeing what he was thinking, Xie Wuyue couldn't help but chuckled: "You don't have to be surprised. At first, I didn't know your existence. Originally, this time, I was the first genius to find Tianyu. Huangpu Qingtian! But, even though that kid is excellent, even within the sect, he is a rare peerless genius in thousands of years. However, since Shengyu, He Shengliang. Your appearance made this lord give up him and choose It’s you. Jie Jie Jie...You should be honored for this, but you have to fight for your life and defeat a strong opponent to be lucky enough to be in this seat!"

Huh, arrogant!

With a cold snort of disdain, Zhuo Fan curled his lips noncommittal.

With his dignified demon emperor's vision, which sect of Fan Tier can enter his Dharma Eye? How can he feel the slightest honour to be looked at by a mere Sect Master of Moce?

It's just the Sect Master of Moce, he is lustful there, he really regards himself as a big man!

Already seeing the deep ridicule in Zhuo Fan’s eyes, Xie Wuyue was not angry and rejoiced, and laughed out: "Hahaha...well, very good, I just appreciate your arrogant posture , There is the style of the king. So, let’s put it another way. As the master of the Moce Sect, we sincerely invite you to join this sect. As for the conditions, you can open it as you like. But there is one thing, you can’t refuse, what this sect master wants If you can’t get something, I’d rather destroy it, I hope you can understand!"

"You and I are both demon cultivators, selfish and self-interested, and I look the same. I know this very well. It's just...I still have something here, I can't get out of it for a while!"

"You are referring to the Luo family. I can't think of you as a cultivator of the magic road, but you are so loyal! But it doesn't matter. I will give you three years to deal with the worldly objects. Three years later, I will come personally. Pick you up. With your ability, you should be able to make a difference in the past three years and arrange everything. If there is any need, this case can also help as much as possible!"

The eyes lit up, Xie Wuyue's proposal was so tempting that Zhuo Fan couldn't help but be moved. This is equivalent to the fact that the entire Moce Sect is behind the Luo Family, and even the royal family may not dare to do anything to them.

When the current situation has become weird, having such a powerful backer appears, which is tantamount to falling in the sky!

However, Zhuo Fan, who is well versed in negotiation, did not show a hint of surprise on his face. Instead, he nodded faintly and sighed: "In this case...I can still think about it!"

The breath was stagnant, Xie Wuyue looked at Zhuo Fan, gritted her teeth with hatred.

You think about it. If you can have our Moce Sect as your support, you don't know the blessings you have cultivated in a few lifetimes. You should have been grateful to Lao Tzu long ago.

How do you look like you are at a loss, with a sad look on your face!

Seeing his pretentious appearance, Xie Wuyue couldn't wait to go up and draw him. This is not in the sect. If there were elders in the sect who dared to treat him in this way, he would have slapped them into prison for a long time.

Like the four ghosts of the magic strategy, those four little things were pushed into the thunder mountain by him like this!

However, in the face of such a cunning man Zhuo Fan, he loves and hates him. If Zhuo Fan was really an honest young man, without such insidiousness, perhaps he would still look down on it.

"Hahaha...well, I like your greed. The more powerful people are, the more greedy you are! Everything I said just now is to welcome you to the clan and is willing to do it for you. Not in the list of conditions. Next, you open the conditions!"

Unconsciously raising his brows, Zhuo Fan chuckled softly: "Don't you already know all the conditions I want to open!"

"Save that little girl?"

Looking at him deeply, Xie Wuyue suddenly laughed out: "Hahaha...Zhuo Fan, Zhuo Fan, with your sinister and cruel treatment of Huangpu Qingtian, I know you must be big A wicked person. But I did not expect that you are still a love sage! However, I hope that your passionate fault will not be brought into the sect. We demon cultivators, once we get emotional, it will be all over. I don’t want to I ruined you, but I don’t want to ruin the entire sect, you know?"

In the beginning, Xie Wuyue looked at Zhuo Fan with ridicule, but as he went back, the words became colder, as if to warn him. Zhuo Fan knew what he meant, to let himself abide by the rules of the clan, and he was not emotional, so he nodded clearly, and faintly said: "I know this point better than you. Only this time, it won't be anymore!"

"That's good!"

Shoo!

With a sound of breaking through the air, a pill pill flashing with cyan light suddenly shot towards Zhuo Fan. Zhuo Fan stretched out his hand and took a look, but he couldn't help but uttered in surprise: "Nine-Rank Spirit Pill, Hui Ling Pill!"

"Yes, you are very discerning, I didn't see the wrong person!"

Nodded slightly, Xie Wuyue said lightly: "This time the spirit pill can repair the damaged soul, strengthen the soul, and prevent the soul from collapsing. For the cultivator of the virtual world, it can be regarded as another life, very Precious. Even if it is this seat, there is only this one. Now give it to you, as a show of sincerity, I hope you can serve the sect in the future and live up to what this seat does today!"

As soon as the voice fell, the phantom flashed away and disappeared, leaving Zhuo Fan with his eyes scorchingly staring at the pill, and his eyes were full of blazing fire of hope.

Taking a deep breath, Zhuo Fan squeezed the pill in one hand and ran to the Huayulou resident. Soon, in the surprised eyes of all Huayulou disciples, they broke into Chu Qingcheng's boudoir again.

"Why, have you found a way to save Ning'er?" Chu Qingcheng seemed to have expected it earlier, watching Zhuo Fan running back breathlessly, and couldn't help but chuckle.

Looking at her deeply, Zhuo Fan frowned slightly and said lightly: "Did you know that Xie Wuyue will come to me?"

"Xie Wuyue, who is he?" His eyes trembled unconsciously, and Chu Qingcheng's eyes were full of doubt.

Zhuo Fan stared at her closely. Seeing that she didn't seem to be cheating, he was a little strange: "Xie Wuyue is the Sect Master of Moce, why, you don't know him? Then how can you be sure, I must be very Find a way to save Ning'er soon?"

"Someone told me, but I can't tell you who he is, don't ask!" Chu Qingcheng smiled: "But the best thing now is that Ning'er is finally saved, nothing else matters. No, isn't it?"

Looking at her deeply for a long time, Zhuo Fan pondered a little, nodded slightly, and smiled: "You are right, as long as Ning'er can be rescued, I will sign a contract for sale, what's the big deal, hahaha... …"

Unable to laugh, Zhuo Fan hurriedly came to Xue Ningxiang’s bed, helped her up, took the soul-fixing beads from the mouth, and put her spirit back into the body before giving her back the pill. .

In an instant, an invisible wave swelled beside the bed, and waves of ripples rippled on Ning'er's body, and the aura around her also rushed into her body, reshaping her soul.

Zhuo Fan exhales, and his face is filled with relief. In this way, Ning'er will probably wake up soon.

But what he didn't realize was that just as he watched Xue Ningxiang's recovery gradually with full of joy, Chu Qingcheng on the side was staring in his direction, with infinite nostalgia in his eyes.

"Qingcheng, you can let Ning'er's family be notified. I think she will wake up soon, and she should really want to see her relatives!" Zhuo Fan said to Chu Qingcheng, but his eyes were still fixed on Xue Ningxiang, no Moved.

Chu Qingcheng gave a bitter smile, mouth full of sourness, nodded and said: "Well, I'll let you pass it, you are so thoughtful!"

I don't know if this sentence is true or ironic, Chu Qingcheng bit the last half sentence very hard. But Zhuo Fan was already so excited by Xue Ningxiang's recovery, he didn't even notice the slightest difference.

Just nodding his head hurriedly, the corners of his mouth grin almost to the back of his head.

Chu Qingcheng sighed secretly and walked out.

About a quarter of an hour later, the three generations of the Xue family came here together, and Xie Tianyang also rushed here in sweat. Everyone looked at Ning'er, who was already shaking her fingers, with excitement and tears in her eyes.

At first, they heard that Ning'er could be saved, but some didn't believe that people without spirit and soul could be saved? However, Chu Qingcheng must take away Ning'er's body. Everyone did not dare to stop him, and there was a trace of hope that a dead horse could be a living horse doctor in his heart, so he obeyed.

But I never expected that people who have been dead for almost a month still have a chance to come back to life, which makes them happily fainted.

Ning'er is the baby of their family, and she is naturally a great happiness to them if she can survive.

Zhuo Fan is also excited, smiling like a child. And with such a cheerful smile, even though he has been a human for two lives, he did not know how long before he had laughed so excitedly.

The ancestor of the Xue family, Schrödingtian, took a deep look at him, then hesitated for a while, then moved lightly, came to him, and whispered: "Steward Zhuo, can you take a step to speak?"

Zhuo Fan was taken aback for a moment, not knowing why, but seeing that she was for Grandpa Ning'er's sake, he nodded slightly, gave him a face, and left with him.

However, when the two of them were ten meters away from the door of the room, Schrödingtian's body suddenly stagnated, and then suddenly turned around, gave Zhuo Fan a plop, knelt down, and said with tears: "Steward Zhuo, Please let go..."

The body couldn't help shaking, Zhuo Fan looked at the old man on the ground inexplicably, and said nothing for a long time.

What does he mean...