Chapter One Hundred and Thirty Six
The woman was stunned by the macho in front of her, and it seemed that the strength of the macho in front of her should be higher than that of Dark Jin.
"I was controlled by someone, and became a puppet...it's a pity." Zhuo Bufan shook his head lightly.
At this moment, he suddenly turned his head and stared at Zhuo Bufan. There was only endless coldness in his eyes, no human emotion at all, and he said in a deep voice: "Since you don't want to go with me, then I can only take your corpse back. Damn it."
"I'm afraid it can't be what you want." Zhuo Bufan gently shook his head, stretched out his hands, the true essence condensed in his palm, and the frantic airflow instantly gathered into a cyclone.
Suddenly clenched his fists, seeming not to be afraid. This kind of person has no emotions and doesn't understand what fear and fear are. He kicked it violently, carrying this mighty power, the strength of the second rank of Anjin, and Kang Bo The strength is quite.
Zhuo Bufan instantly dissipated the violent cyclone in his hand, and directly used physical close strokes. If he used a spell, the other party would definitely not be able to resist it. Zhuo Bufan would still be useful to keep him.
The foot was heavy and heavy, but Zhuo Bufan escaped easily and hit his thigh with a punch. The fierce man stepped back a few steps, the expression on his face was still indifferent, and he didn't even have the pain of cracking flesh and blood. , Just because of the instinct of the body's reaction, the muscles of the right leg kept trembling.
Zhuo Bufan didn't give him a chance to react at all. He had to beat him up and directly hit the hunk on the ground and couldn't get up. Although the hunk didn't feel pain, his muscles did not change, and he lost his movement after being severely injured. Ability.
"Spirit-clearing curse!" Zhuo Bufan pinched Fajue in his hand, and pressed his eyebrows at the moment when the fierce man rushed over, a spiritual energy burrowed directly into his mind, and Zhuo Bufan saw a black mist directly with his naked eyes. Shattered, dissipated between heaven and earth.
The fierce man shook his whole body, and there was a trace of confusion in his eyes. He immediately retracted his fist, looked at Zhuo Bufan blankly, and said after a long silence: "Thank you."
"Come to'Qinxinyuan Hotel' to find me, and taking this medicine is good for your injuries." Zhuo Bufan threw him a pill and immediately left the alley.
Qianwu turned his head and looked at Qianluo who was knocked to the ground by himself. There was pain in his eyes. There was blood on the corner of his mouth, and his face looked a little horrible. Although someone controlled his body, he knew very well that he had been in control over the years. Have done something, clenched his fists: "Ghost King, I must destroy you."
Because of the injury, Qianwu glanced at the pill that Zhuo Bufan left him, and immediately it didn’t seem to be swallowed in his abdomen. A warm feeling spread in the dantian, and the pain on his body seemed to heal more than half. Walking over to help Qianluo up, there was a hint of gentleness in her fierce eyes, "Xiao Luo, brother, I'm sorry."
After speaking, the man picked up the woman on the ground and strode out of the alley.
When Zhuo Bufan returned to the hotel, Lian Shijian had just woke up from sleep, rubbing his wistful eyes and just came out of the hotel room, seeing Zhuo Bufan had returned, some blushed and said: "My son, you got up so early? "
"Well, just stroll around for a while. By the way, this is breakfast for you." Zhuo Bufan handed the breakfast he bought along the way to Lian Shijian.
Lian Shijian took the breakfast, his white porcelain face was slightly red, "I'm sorry, son, I should have done these things. I slept too hard last night and didn't get up."
"It's okay, don't think of yourself as my servant, you are the princess of the Lian family." Zhuo Bufan said lightly, with a sunny smile on his face.
Lian Shijian thought of something, patted his white forehead and said, "I almost forgot. Young Master Cao and Young Master Lang have already left. They have called me just now. Young Master Cao and Young Master Lang have prepared gifts for you. Yes... they gave me a bag and a necklace, I said I don't want them, but they..."
"It doesn't matter, they just keep it for you." Zhuo Bufan said with a smile, he was willing to take out the formula that can remove scars, and the money he will make in the future is immeasurable. It is reasonable to accept them a little gift.
The two arrived in Lian Shijian’s room, and Zhuo Bufan saw that the gift from Cao Simiao and Jiang Lang was a wild ginseng over 200 years old and a night pearl. The room exudes a faint medicinal fragrance, and the night pearl blooms even more. With brilliant brilliance.
Presumably Cao Simiao has been in contact with people like Chu Tian, otherwise, how can you know that you need medicinal materials? This wild ginseng is worth at least 10 million yuan, and the Ye Mingzhu is not bad, but there is no aura, so I can only watch it. Suddenly, Zhuo Bufan thought of something, put away the gift and returned to his room.
Last time I promised to give Long Geyue a magic weapon for body protection. I was busy coming to Zhongzhou these days to look for the cauldron, but I forgot that this Ye Mingzhu can make a magic weapon for self defense.
Zhuo Bufan portrayed three defensive formations on it, which can resist at least three dangerous attacks. There is also a small spirit gathering formation. As long as the Ye Mingzhu is placed on the body, it will absorb the spiritual energy to moisturize the skin and body at all times. Little problems with regeneration come out.
Zhongzhou EMU exits the station.
Ye Ziqin and Long Geyue came out and stood on the square. A gust of wind blew Ye Ziqin's beautiful hair onto her cheeks. She stretched out her hand to pull her hair behind the crystal earlobe, her movements were gentle and charming, bright. There is a little more complexity in the eyes.
Originally, she planned to call Zhuo Bufan and ask him where he was when she arrived in Zhongzhou, and then went to find him, but after meeting Long Geyue in the car, she hesitated and went to Zhuo Bufan and saw him and other women. Together, what would he think, and he had no right to manage Zhuo's extraordinary life.
"Hey..." Ye Ziqin let out a sigh of relief, and the corners of her soft lips curled up in a self-deprecating arc. It was only when she reached the boundary of Zhongzhou that she suddenly realized that why did she come to Zhuo Bufan because she knew him and goodbye. Of girls come to Zhongzhou to relax, is she a little unhappy in her heart?
Behind her, Long Geyue's same expression was a bit complicated, holding a mobile phone in her hand, can she still call Zhuo Bufan now? Other people's wives have come to him, and if they go to Zhuo Bufan by themselves, Ye Ziqin will definitely misunderstand him.
But my grandfather seems to have said that the relationship between Zhuo Bufan and Ye Ziqin is a family marriage, without feelings, and it is easy for Zhuo Bufan to regret the marriage with Zhuo Bufan’s current forces, but if Zhuo Bufan really likes Ye Ziqin? , After all, even when she stood beside Ye Ziqin, she felt that there was nothing better than her.
"Miss Long, I'll come to Zhongzhou to talk about business, and I'll leave first." Ye Ziqin hesitated for a while, calmed down the mood in her heart, and said with a smile looking at Long Geyue.
Long Geyue's pretty face also burst into a bright smile, "Well, I also came to play with my classmates. It's a female classmate. I'm leaving too."
After that, the two left the station back to back.
Ye Ziqin sighed in her heart, all coming, even if you don’t go to Zhuo Bufan, you can take a break. I heard that there will be a grand antiques trade conference in Zhongzhou tomorrow. She has often heard of it before but didn’t have the opportunity to see it. , This time I came out as a holiday for myself.