The Demonic Magic Emperor

Guild

The clear sound of the flute resounded in everyone's ears, but no one was relaxed and pleased by this moving melody. Quite the contrary, everyone's heart touched his throat.

The gods who are strong according to spirit can kill people who are invisible to the idea of Yuanshen alone. Such a master attacked, even if Zhuo Fan relied on the blood baby and the evil moon wheel, it would never be his enemy.

A drop of cold sweat slowly slipped down, Zhuo Fan's eyes only had a dignified color within.

Uh!

The flute's voice came to a sudden halt, and with slow steps, Zhuo Fan's three people seemed to have forgotten to breathe, and both eyes were staring in the direction where the sound was coming from.

However, when the figure actually revealed the original appearance of the forest, the fat man with a restless face was suddenly stunned, and the two green bean eyes in astonishment expanded, exclaiming: "Teacher, the, how did you come to this place? ? "

Longkui also subconsciously called out: "Senior Fang, why are you here?"

Zhuo Fan looked at the expressions of the two and seemed to know the person in front of him, so he carefully looked at them.

The man was about sixty years old, wearing a blue robe, beard, and a green sword hanging diagonally behind him. Ever since he appeared, there had always been a faint smile at the corner of his mouth, and an emerald green jade flute kept spinning in his palm.

When he saw the jade flute, Zhuo Fan was startled, and seemed to think of something, saying, "You are one of the five royal guards of the royal family, the jade flute god, Fang Qiubai?"

Zhuo Fan heard Long Jiu mention that now the control of the royal family towards the Seventh Family was not as good as before. The reason why it could be suppressed was because the royal family enshrined five dragon guards and guards, each of whom was a top-tier god lord. None of them, the Seventh Family dared to offend at will.

And one of them claiming to be the first Tianyu sword god, was this jade flute god, Fang Qiubai.

He prided himself on the sword and flute, and the sword was in accordance with the sound, the sword sounded. After being defeated by five masters in a row, the Seventh Family did not dare to try the tip of his sword and became famous throughout the world.

The man raised his eyebrows, stared intently at Zhuofan, and nodded in agreement.

At this moment, a loud laughter suddenly came out, and then the figure of Long Jiu appeared in front of everyone: "Ha ha ha ... I'm right, this kid's eyes are so poisonous. The old man only told him once, he at first glance I recognized you. "

"Nine Uncles!"

Longkui saw Long Jiu appear, with a surprised expression, and immediately ran over, laughing: "When did you and Senior Fang come, why didn't they show up earlier?"

"Haha ... Since Brother Zhuo and the three princes are racing, we are already here."

Long Jiu laughed loudly, then turned towards Zhuo Fan and said, "Sister Zhuo, you really have it. You cannot change your face in the presence of more than a dozen forging bone experts. You rushed alone, even when the old man was young. Brother, you have that kind of guts. Admire, admire! "

Long Kui snorted, and squinted at Zhuo Fan without speaking.

Looking at Zhuofan's appearance this time, he was completely convinced, but his mouth still refused to acknowledge.

“Teacher, since both your senior are here, why don't you shoot early, and the injured apprentice is worried for a while.” The fat man patted his chest full of fat and sighed. “I'm alone, I'm afraid to be tired. Kwai's sister, they. "

"Haha ... If the old man had shot from the start, wouldn't he have missed a good show?"

Fang Qiubai laughed, and then looked at Zhuo Fan, who looked calm, seemingly sincere, "Instead, the old man can't see this young witch."

"The elderly have a reputation!"

Zhuo Fan respected the reverence, but his face was very serious: "I just don't know why his predecessor killed that person, could it be ..."

Eyes narrowed involuntarily, Fang Qiubai had a seemingly unreasonable smile on his face, but his words were extremely cold: "Young man, you are indeed very intelligent, but with your current strength, you are, intelligence may not be anything Good thing. "

Eyebrows shot up, Zhuo Fan laughed lightly, and once again honored the reverence: "The juniors have been taught, and today the juniors will soon forget it."

Zhuo Fan knew that Fang Qiubai was actually warning him. The struggle for power over this was not something he could follow at this level. And kill the killer to protect him.

Fang Qiubai gave him a deep look again, and the appreciation in his eyes became even stronger, solemnly saying: "You are not only smart, but also know how to go forward and backward, that's very rare. I did not expect that there would be such things among the world unless the Seventh Family of Young Men existed. If that is not your magic path, and the old man does not agree with him, the old man should take you back to training for two years, and future achievements will not be limited. "

Hearing this sentence, Long Kui and the fat man were shocked and looked at each other, full of incredible colors.

Who Fang Qiubai was, the others might not know, no one in their Seventh Family knew his emotions. I want to ask the Seventh Family owner, which one does not want to send his children to his door to practice?

However, the old man was so stubborn that he did not even care.

Even if the emperor came forward and asked him to take some of his sons as disciples, he never sold face. The fat man knelt before him for three years, and Fang Qiubai felt that he had great perseverance, so he barely taught him a few tricks, but he never refused.

So the fat man always called him a teacher, not a master.

But I never imagined that Zhuo Fan had just been seen by Fang Qiubai, and he liked, and Fang Qiubai took the initiative to invite him. If the two were different ways of practicing, it was thought Zhuofan was the first to worship under the sword god.

After leaving, even if the children of the Seventh Family met, they would have to wander around.

Looking at the eyes of those two shocked little ghosts, Long Jiu knew what they were thinking in their heads and could not help but shake his head. This group of imps had yet to reach their level, and it was impossible to realize what it meant to be hard to come by.

A genius like Zhuofan had the desire to become a disciple when any expert met. After all, he was the ruler of the world, and he always found the best disciple to inherit.

The more masters, the more such wishes!

But Zhuo Fan shook his head helplessly, and could not help but laugh.

Not to mention that Fang Qiubai did not accept it for demonic reasons, even if he was truly accepted, he would not go to a teacher. With his Devil, Emperor Xiu was the only master who could become his master.

Looking at Zhuo Fan again, Fang Qiubai's eyes were reluctant, but he still shook his head and cut off, and took the fat man to leave: "Long Jiu, the three princes are still on duty, I'll take him away first. "

After speaking, Fang Qiubai and the fat man disappeared instantly.

"Ah, wait ..." The fat man wanted to go back and say something to Longkui and Zhuo Fan, but it was too late. The crowd only saw an anxious face as he turned around and disappeared.

"It's so fast, it's the master of God's vision!"

Zhuo Fan took a deep breath, exclaimed, and made a discreet decision. He had to quickly cultivate to divine light, so walking on land would be considered a guarantee.

At this moment, Long Jiu came to Zhuo Fan with a serious face: "You follow me to Qianlong Pavilion, I have something for you."

The corner of his mouth tilted slightly, Zhuo Fan seemed to be anticipating something, and slightly nodded.

A quarter of an hour later, Zhuo Fan and Long Jiu came to the Qianlong Pavilion meeting room. After Long Kui was reluctantly chased by Long Jiu out of the gate, Long Jiu took out a ferocious beast with four dragons imprinted on all four corners of the ring. Paper's coming.

"This ..."

Zhuo Fan took the paper and opened it. The word "covenant" appeared in the middle of the beginning.

After reading the contents inside, Zhuo Fan suddenly closed his hiding paper, and a satisfied smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

That was right, this was what he had always wanted, the alliance book between the Qianlong Pavilion and the Luo Family. With that, the Qianlong Pavilion could not only become a huge supporter of the Luo family, but also subsidize the Luo family unconditionally.

Then, in a short period of time, no one dared to covet the Luo family, he could also feel comfortable to develop family strength.

Looking at Zhuo Fan, Long Jiu couldn't help but look surprised: "How do I feel, you've known about this for a long time?"

After glancing at Long Jiu, Zhuo Fan smiled mysteriously.

He had not known it for a long time, but all he had done before was for this paper contract.

From the moment he decided to form an alliance with the Qianlong Pavilion, he first drew Long Jiu's eyes with the ancient formation map and took the opportunity to let the Qianlong Pavilion replace him.

But this is not an alliance, but an asylum. Waiting for the real danger to come, perhaps the Qianlong Pavilion would kick the abandoned child.

This isn't what he wanted.

So after that, he fought side by side with the Qianlong Pavilion, and he did not hesitate to kill the two elders of the Profound Heavenly Realm, risking offending the Ghost Valley, and showing the potential of the Luo Family to them.

All he wanted was this fair alliance contract.

Otherwise, if he was the only one, he would rather make wealth and make wealth, than flaunt the bodies of two Tianxuan masters.

If the owner of the Qianlong Pavilion is really a smart person, it is time to choose an alliance. It is better to form an alliance in the snow now than to add a icing to the cake in the future.

So this time, Zhuo Fan risked whether the owner of the Qianlong Pavilion was a generation of owls, dared not hold on to the details, and formed an alliance with an unaffected family.

As a result, he bet correctly.

Of course, if you lose to gambling, the Qianlong Pavilion will also be excluded from the alliance list forever. Just because their leader doesn't dare, not the general.

After taking a deep breath, Zhuofan rolled up his skin and rolled it up, laughing: "I'll take it now and let the woman sign it immediately."

"Wait!" Long Jiu grabbed onto Zhuo Fan's arm and said seriously, "Sign here, sign now!"

Eyebrow raised, Zhuo Fan smiled: "I am not the owner of the Luo family, but the butler, I might not be able to enter in the future."

With a dangerous arch at the corner of his mouth, Long Jiu looked at Zhuo Fan deeply and smiled: "Our patriarch means that this alliance agreement was not signed with the Luo Family, but with you Zhuo Fan."

His eyebrows shot up, Zhuo Fan looked at Long Jiu.

"The place where Zhuofan is is the place where my Qianlong Pavilion is allied!" Long Jiuyi said solemnly, "These are the original words of our patriarch!"

Hearing this, Zhuo Fan's brows flickered and nodded with a smile.

"Your patriarch, really a generation of heroes, ha ha ha ..."

In the middle of the night, Zhuo Fan returned to the courtyard and met Pang Tongfang directly, and immediately asked, "Lao Pang, what about the girl, I have something to find her."

Sighing, Lao Pang looked at him in annoyance and muttered, "I'll take you."

Zhuo Fan was stunned, so he did not know why.

After a while, the two came to the kitchen door. Zhuo Fan looked at Commander Pang suspiciously, only to see that he shook his head and pointed inside.

Zhuo Fan looked at the probe and saw the chaos in the kitchen, like an earthquake. Beside the furnace of fire, Luo Yunshang fell asleep near the furnace, and his face was still stained with black carbon.

"Okay, the woman was busy from morning until night, and also consulted the chef in the courtyard. He was tired now," Pang Tongling sighed and blamed Zhuofan.

"Zhuo Butler, I know you have the ability, never to see Young Master Miss in your eyes. But do you know, Miss has been training hard for a month and night to make delicious food when you get out of customs? ... But who knows, in exchange for your harsh criticism. Not to mention Miss, not even any girl can stand it ... "

Without listening to Commander Pang's nagging, Zhuo Fan walked straight to the stove, where Luo Yunshang had just made some small dishes. Compared to them in the morning, it was still half burnt.

Zhuo Fan took it and put it in his mouth to chew, shaking his head lightly: "He really has no talent."

“Aduh, even if you do not have talent, you must take care of the young lady's face.” Pang Tongling came to the plate while picking it up, picked it up and put it in his mouth. “Like me, how difficult is swallowing Difficult? "

However, he simply chewed and spat out all of it.

"Well, butler Zhuo, miss she really has no talent. I blamed you before." Pang Tongli wiped his mouth and blushed, but Zhuo Fan did not follow.

Looking back, I saw Zhuo Fan still chewing bit by bit, as if every bit of flavor was in a chewed dish.

"Uh, waitress, don't push yourself. As I just said, you're good for farting, I just ate that lady's dish, indeed ..." Commander Pang jerked his mouth and his entire face twisted.

"No, I happen to be hungry!"

Zhuo Fan provoked a small smile at the corner of his mouth and ate it little by little, eating all the dishes ...