The Steward Demonic Emperor Chapter 367: You should have died a long time ago

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The cheeks couldn't help but violently twitched, Huang Pu Tianyuan clenched his fists, and had the urge to rush to beat him, and shouted: "High priest, you didn't always say that there is no accident in life, destiny It has already been set, everything is set. Even if there is a difference, it is just a fork in the road. Did you stray into it? How come it is my turn to turn into an accident?"

"The avenue is impermanent, the destiny of the sky turns, and everything in the world cannot escape the control of fate. Like the eight doors of the world, open, rest, live, hurt, do, scene, startle, and die. That is to say, death. Entering the closed door is sluggish and perplexed. Entering the scenic door has a bright future, but it reverberates in the eight doors and cannot escape the flow of fate."

Yun Xuanji took a deep breath, said a bunch of mysterious and mysterious things, but then sighed and frowned: "However, all things live forever, and there are different numbers. There are always people who are not controlled by the fate of heaven. Of..."

The eyelids couldn't help but tremble slightly. The Emperor Pu Tianyuan is still unclear. Therefore, Leng Wuchang has already heard the true taste, and said in surprise: "You mean... that Zhuofan is not controlled by the destiny?"

Unexpectedly, Huang Pu Tianyuan frowned deeply looking at the shocked look of Leng Wuchang.

He didn't understand what the fortuneteller was talking about, not controlled by the destiny, and what it represented.

However, Yun Xuanji no longer speaks much. He remained silent for a long time before exhaling and faintly said: "This is the end of the conversation, I don't want to say more, you two can do it alone, don't give it away!"

This old man has already issued an eviction order!

Emperor Pu Tianyuan didn't realize his breath stagnated, and a dark fire suddenly emerged from the bottom of his heart, and he wanted to rush over to beat the old man. Nothing is clear, they are about to be driven away, they have been here for a long time, I really don't know why they are here!

However, before he acted, Leng Wuchang hurriedly stopped him, bowed slightly to Yun Xuanji, and respectfully said: "Thank you, the high priest, for calling, Leng's heart is clear, so I'll leave and come to visit another day. !"

"Hey, Mr. Leng, you know what, the old man didn't understand anything!" Huang Pu Tianyuan yelled, his face full of confusion.

Leng Wuchang waved his hand and persuaded: "Door, let's go, the high priest has just given us clear instructions. Zhuo Fan is an anomaly, he is not an enemy or a friend, and has nothing to do with us! "

"It doesn't matter. He doesn't know how many of us he killed. How can I not repay this enmity?" Huang Pu Tianyuan's eyes widened and he looked at Leng Wuchang strangely, not knowing why.

How can Mr. Leng speak like that old man today, so weird?

Leng Wuchang smiled helplessly, and pulled him out: "Sect Master, wait for us to go back, and I will give you a better analysis..."

Squeak!

The door opened, and Leng Wuchang accompanied Emperor Pu Tianyuan to go out, but when he met Zhuo Fan who had been peeping outside, he couldn't help being surprised: "Zhuo Fan...you... why are you here?"

"Hey, what a coincidence! Hahaha...Like you, you are here to ask for advice on how to deal with me, and I am also here to let the high priest give instructions on how to get rid of you effectively and quickly."

Can't help grinning, Zhuo Fan provocatively said: "It's just... we are dealing with each other and we all come to ask the same person, isn't it a bit strange?"

"Hmph, ignorant child, the Sacrificial Mansion is based on the heavens for thousands of years, and never participates in the battles between the forces, let alone make suggestions for a certain party. It is just to guide the people of the world and eliminate the doubts on the way of life."

Leng Wuchang's eyes narrowed slightly, and Leng Wuchang smiled coldly: "Besides, you and I know the situation now. Although the Luo family is thriving, it is on the cusp. If you dare to move us, it will only hurt the two families, and the outsiders will get cheap. . People who are as smart as you and me, shouldn't they do such a brainless thing."

Looking at him deeply, Zhuo Fan nodded slightly: "Yes, but... now that you understand this, why did you repeatedly back down outside the imperial city gate at that time?"

The body shook suddenly, Leng Wuchang's eyelids trembled, and his fists clenched tightly.

At that time, Zhuo Fan's persecution of him was the most humiliating moment in his life.

"Hehehe...Mr. Leng, although you know that I don't know how to do it, you still fear me for one reason..." Unable to laugh, Zhuo Fan pointed to the position of his atrium, and said contemptuously:" This is where you are worse off from me. You... Without my courage, you are just a counselor after all, and you can't achieve great things, hahaha..."

Listening to Zhuo Fan's ridicule, Leng Wuchang couldn't help trembling all over his body, his eyes were red, and his nails were in the flesh.

This is clearly Zhuo Fan's naked insult to him.

But he has no choice but to endure it. With Zhuo Fan's current strength, they dare not provoke easily. What's more, he is a person who focuses on the overall situation, how can he step into the realm of immortality because of this little thing?

The boy who had been kneeling outside the door was also completely stunned.

He stayed in the sacrificial mansion for many years, what he saw and heard was the respectful and polite side of people. Even hypocrites would show their hypocrisy in the sacrificial mansion.

So this boy can be said to be a boy who grew up in the sun and has never seen any darkness.

But today, he has seen the most evil side of human nature. Although Zhuo Fan's mockery of Leng Wuchang is only a few words, the arrogant evil spirit and endless killing intent in the words are like the resentment that will kill the other party every minute, but every word shocks the child's purity. soul.

He couldn't stop fearing in his heart.

It turns out that the people outside are so evil and sinister!

Yun Xuanji closed his eyes tightly, but shook his head helplessly, and sighed...

Leng Wuchang took two deep breaths before gradually calming down his restless mind. After that, without saying anything, he took the angry Huang Pu Tianyuan and walked out: "Sect Master, let's go!"

Looking at the backs of the two of them fading away, Zhuo Fan smiled triumphantly, then turned to look at the dumb boy next to him, patted his fleshy cheek, evil He smiled and said: "Little guy, see it, those guys are awkward in front of Lao Tzu, so handsome!"

The child stared at Zhuo Fan dumbly, but did not speak.

"Steward Zhuo, please don't teach my disciples!" At this time, the high priest finally opened his eyes, and his eyes were as deep as stars, looking straight at the opposite Zhuo Fan.

Shrugged indifferently, Zhuo Fan smiled freely, and after squeezing the child's cheek, he immediately walked in.

However, after observation just now, he has no respect for the high priest. This is a liar. When he saw that he was not in the Profound Sky Peak realm, he was even less interested.

Sitting casually on a seat, rhythmically tapping on the wooden table next to him, Zhuo Fan said indifferently: "I wonder if the high priest invited me to come, why?"

Looking at him deeply for half an hour, Yun Xuanji lightly held his long beard and nodded slightly: "Sure enough, as the old man expected, butler Zhuo is really very human!"

"Nonsense, if I were an ordinary person, how could I achieve my current status? How could you personally send out invitations to invite me to come?"

With a cold snort disdainfully, Zhuo Fan patted the table, stood up, and walked out: "If you don't have any new things to fool Lao Tzu, then Lao Tzu will leave first. As for just now What numerology theory you said, sorry, I don’t believe it and don’t understand it, so you don’t have to waste your words anymore!"

Zhuo Fan left with a sneer on his face. Yun Xuanji just watched and said nothing, but just before he was about to cross the threshold, Yun Xuanji finally said, "You...deserved to die!"

Squeak!

Zhuo Fan's body couldn't help but stagnate. He raised the foot he was about to step out, and suddenly stopped in the air, his pupils were full of shock.

Yun Xuanji's words made his heart tremble instantly!

Yes, he really died long ago. Whether it was Zhuofan, the Luo family's slave, or Zhuo Yifan, the demon emperor of the sanctuary, both of them should have died long ago.

The current Zhuo Fan is the remnant of the Demon Emperor Zhuo Yifan, who is reborn in the body and soul of the Luo family slave Zhuo Fan. Whether he is Zhuo Fan or Zhuo Yifan now, there is no such big divide.

He used the secret method in the Jiuyou Secret Record to combine the two into a new existence.

However, this is the deepest secret in his heart. How could this old man see through at a glance? Could it be that...

He stiffened and turned his head, Zhuo Fan frowned and looked at it suspiciously, but couldn't help his pupils shrinking. At this moment, the old man's eyes were completely dark, but there was a little white light flashing and flashing, as deep and blind as the stars in the sky.

Is it true that the rumors are true that the Patriarch of each generation of the Yun Family will really grow a pair of pupils that can see through the fate of people!

This...this is too far-fetched!

Even the saints of the sanctuary, or even the emperor-level masters, may not be able to practice such supernatural powers!

Besides, is there really fate in this world?

Before, Zhuo Fan was totally unbelief, but now Zhuo Fan can't believe it...

With a grumble, swallowing, Zhuo Fan looked at him deeply, with a solemn expression on his face: "Where are you...who are you sacred? Where do you come from?"

He never believed that there would be such a strange family in Fanjie! Damn it, it must be from the saint clan!

Brows were slightly frowned, Yun Xuanji looked at Zhuo Fan with a puzzled face: "Steward Zhuo, I don't know what you are talking about! The Yun family has lived in the mountains and forests since ancient times and is not good at fighting. Since the founding emperor of Tianyu The soldiers were invited to come out of the mountain and have been enshrined until now. You ask where we are from, the old man can only speak bluntly, from Tianyu!"

This time, Zhuo Fan is even more strange. Is a family with such a strange ability actually born in such an ordinary background? Or does it mean that they have forgotten their future history after a long time?

Thinking of this, Zhuo Fan turned around and smiled slightly, and then returned to his seat shamelessly, and said with a shy smile: "High priest, how offended you just now, don't be surprised, where did we talk just now? Yeah, it’s been a long time since I chatted with people so happily, ha ha ha..."

The face trembled, Yun Xuanji couldn't help but laughed out: "Butler Zhuo is not as well-known as meeting, he can bend and stretch, and he looks shameless, and he has the demeanor of an old man!"

"Uh, high priest, are you sarcastic or mocking yourself?" Zhuo Fan couldn't help but said in embarrassment.

He waved his hand with a smile, and the chief high priest sighed: "Who has never been younger, but at this age, this position, he thinks differently from before. That's why the old man wanted to talk to the governor's parents. Fan, do my best for the world..."