Chapter 829: Nan Bufan Bei Dynasty Sect

Chapter 830 The Southern Bufan Northern Dynasty Sect

After the small flower in his palm opened, Zhuo Bufan buried the small flower in the ground. This was not a magical spell, but the wood aura in his body alone could make a seed take root and grow a flower.

"Are you worried about your grandpa?" Zhuo Bufan carried his hands and turned his head to look at Liao Wen.

"Ok."

Liao Wen nodded vigorously, "They haven't appeared for so long. I don't know if my grandfather is in danger."

"Don't worry, they are already here." Zhuo Bufan uttered a strange pronunciation, and immediately the surrounding fog dispersed like a wind, and the psychedelic array and the defensive array were all lifted.

Although Zhuo Bufan has been in a state of cultivating, his divine consciousness is paying attention to everything around him. There were a few strong auras nearby yesterday, and these auras were very gloomy, obviously a disciple of the Black Witch Cult came.

It was just because of the formation that these people couldn't get close to him and Liao Wen.

"Since it's here, come out, do you want me to find you?"

Zhuo Bufan said coldly.

Sure enough, a few figures swiftly passed the forest, and soon arrived in front of them. Several men in black robes looked at the surrounding old trees and the intertwined branches, just like the appearance of the virgin forest, and they couldn't help showing their surprise.

"I have seen Lord Shadow Killer."

Several disciples of the Black Witch Cult looked at each other, but exclaimed respectfully.

After all, Zhuo Bufan's current name of Shadow Killer is too big, although they are backed by the Black Witch Cult behind them, they dare not be rude to Zhuo Bufan.

"You are members of the Black Witch Cult, where is your old leader?" Zhuo Bufan said with an indifferent expression.

"The old master invited you to meet in Nujiang this evening." A black witch cult disciple said.

"Where are the white witches?"

Zhuo Bufan asked in a cold voice.

"Master Shadow Killer, the old master has ordered it. The people of the White Witch Cult are very safe, and they will naturally be released when the time comes."

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In the evening, Zhang Mengmeng followed a group of people to a magnificent mansion. The mansion was located on the mountainside. There were no other buildings around. There was only a wide road leading directly to the city highway.

It is possible to build a mansion here, and there are no other buildings around it, which shows that the master of this mansion has a high status and great handwriting.

On both sides of the highway are tall ginkgo trees. These ginkgo trees have at least a hundred years of history. Transported from various places, the freight alone is unimaginable for ordinary people.

"I don't know why Master Mu invited everyone over here. Could it be that the Mu's eldest lady is going to get engaged? But it seems that I haven't heard any news."

"Miss Mu's character, who would dare to marry her and go home." A little 13-year-old girl said with her lips.

Just after he finished speaking, the face of a woman next to her changed and she hurriedly covered her mouth, "Xiao Nan, you can't talk nonsense, otherwise if the lady hears it, not only you, our family will suffer."

The little girl was frightened, her eyes flushed slightly, and she nodded seriously.

This group of men and women, old and young, about a dozen people, is the clansmen of the Zhou family in Linzhou.

"Xiaomeng, remember not to talk nonsense when you go, otherwise you will accidentally offend others." A woman who was pretty beautiful but wrinkled for some years said.

"Mom, I know." Zhang Mengmeng was absent-minded.

This week’s family is her mother’s natal family, and there are uncles, aunts, grandpas, grandma, etc., as well as some cousins ​​and cousins.

Although the Zhou family was a big family in Linzhou, it was only the same as the Fu family, and it was a world apart from the Mu family.

Moreover, Zhang Mengmeng’s mother was originally married to his father, and life is okay, but his father’s business investment failed in the past two years, so that she and her mother have no status and voice in the family. Others see them also coldly. face.

Fortunately, Zhang Mengmeng is used to it.

"Miss Mu family, isn't it the girl who made Zhuo Bufan kneel at the auction that day?" Zhang Mengmeng was beating a drum in her heart.

The luxury cars in Mu's Mansion are like a cloud, and all the famous top powerhouses in Linshi, including several top-ranked tycoons, have arrived in person.

But soon, Zhang Mengmeng’s grandfather Zhou Mingbo discovered something strange, "Hey, what's going on? Not only the top powerhouses of Linshi have all arrived, but even the top powerhouses of Jinjiang are here. Less."

Zhang Mengmeng's uncle also frowned and said, "Master Mu's gathering this time is a bit big. Is it because he wants to give orders to the princes?"

When his words came out, Zhou Mingbo also showed solemnity.

The Mu family’s palm city has been in the palm of the hand for more than ten years. I have long wanted to go to Jinjiang for development, but due to some reasons, I still couldn’t. This time the top powerhouses of Linshi and Jinjiang gathered here, obviously it is the Mu family. There is going to be a big move.

"What is the order to the princes?" It was the 13-year-old girl who was talking, she was very cute, and she was the little daughter of Aunt Zhang Mengmeng.

A young man with a straight suit next to him said: "The order to the princes is to be the boss of Linshi and Jinjiang. I have heard from my friends before that there is a top powerhouse in Linshi and Jinjiang. Naturally, Linshi is Mu. Lord."

This young man is the son of Uncle Zhang Mengmeng, Zhou Yue.

"Then who is the strong Jinjiang?" the little girl asked curiously.

"Someone has heard in the circle before that the boss of Jin Jiang is a teenager, but it's all rumors in the cloud. Who would believe that a top powerhouse is only a teenager."

Zhang Mengmeng opened her mouth slightly, and her face with a carefully put on makeup showed a surprised expression. It turned out that Zhuo Bufan was so good before going to university!

"I seem to know that that person is indeed only a teenager, and that he is my classmate." Zhang Tongtong whispered.

Zhou Yue laughed and said: "Mengmeng, when did you learn to brag? You are still in high school and college when you are a teenager. How can you dominate one party? As for you say she is your classmate? Hehe, why don't you say he is you? Where's your boyfriend."

Even Zhang Mengmeng's grandfather, uncle, aunt, aunt, and others frowned slightly, revealing a hint of discomfort.

Zhang Mengmeng’s family status is very low in Zhou’s family. Zhang Mengmeng’s saying this is nothing more than trying to raise her family’s status too much, but sometimes it is counterproductive and disgusting.

"Okay, you play slowly outside, my uncle and I will go in and take a look, remember not to make trouble." Zhou Mingbo ordered, and immediately led the key figures of the Zhou family toward the inner hall.

Zhang Mengmeng pouted helplessly, "Mom, Zhuo Bufan is really my classmate."

"Well, you play by yourself, I'll meet my friends." Zhang Mengmeng's mother also showed helplessness, obviously not believing her words.

At this banquet, the big families of Linshi and Jinjiang, celebrities and wealthy people gathered, but they all stood together and chatted in close circles.

Tong Ling and Fu Shengjie arrived now, and when they saw Zhang Mengmeng, they stood together drinking and chatting.

"Fu Shao, Tong Ling, Mengmeng, it's been a long time." Suddenly a crisp laughter sounded.