As for how to go and which direction to go, Zhang Xiaofan has already figured out.

As the saying goes, the immortal is everything. He is not only a man who seeks the immortal, but also a worldly mortal who travels in the world of mortals.

If you want to be born, you must first enter the world.

Experiencing all kinds of life, ups and downs, is it not a kind of practice?

Thinking of this, Zhang Xiaofan turned off his computer, walked out of the dormitory building and rode on a shared bicycle. Then he rode leisurely towards the siheyuan, No. 66, Nanchang Street.

After returning home, Zhao Yinger, like a virtuous and gentle wife, came forward and took over Zhang Xiaofan's Zhongshan suit.

"Yinger, after breakfast, you and Xiaoqiang clean up, we can start."

Zhang Xiaofan, on the other hand, laughs.

"Xiaofan, where are we going?"

Meng buting heard from Zhang Xiaofan that she had to pack her luggage. Zhao Ying'er couldn't help but feel a little surprised. She asked curiously and said.

"It's nothing. It's just a distraction."

In this regard, Zhang Xiaofan also responded with a smile.

For a moment, Zhang Xiaofan decided to go out for a walk. Maybe he would meet the Anqing Gang on the way. At that time, he would try his best to wipe it out.

For him, Zhang Xiaofan, the Anqing Gang is no trouble.

However, just as Zhang Xiaofan was about to say something more, his sword eyebrow twisted slightly, then he opened his mouth and said.

"Ying'er, it seems that an old friend has come."

"You wait for me here. I'm going out to meet you."

When Zhao Yinger heard Zhang Xiaofan say that an "old friend" had suddenly come to visit her, she was stunned.

"What old friend is coming here?"

Now, Zhang Xiaofan and I are in the main room of siheyuan. There is no movement in the courtyard, and Zhang Xiaofan's mobile phone in his pocket of Zhongshan suit doesn't vibrate.

So, by what means did Zhang Xiaofan know that he had a friend coming? That's strange.

But just as Zhao Ying'er was thinking about it in her heart, a silver haired old man suddenly appeared in the courtyard of the siheyuan and walked towards the direction of the main room.

"Who are you?"

At this time, Zhang Xiaoqiang was practicing in the courtyard. When he saw the uninvited guest, he quickly stood up and gave a cold voice.

Looking back at the silver haired old man, he looked at Zhao Xiaoqiang, who was also slightly stunned.

The child's eyes in front of him were fierce and aggressive.

However, the silver haired old man's eyes did not stay on Zhang Xiaoqiang for too long, but directly to the point.

"I'm here to find Zhang Xiaofan."

But at this time, the door was suddenly pushed open from inside. Zhang Xiaofan and Zhao Yinger came out of the room directly.

And Zhao Yinger just felt a bit surprised in her heart. She didn't expect that as Zhang Xiaofan said, someone really came.

Zhang Xiaofan's perception ability is simply too incredible, far beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

And this old man is no other than Nie Zhengyuan from the dragon's scale.

After Nie Zhengyuan met Zhang Xiaofan, a touch of anger appeared on Nie Zhengyuan's old face.