Rebirth: Return of the Abandoned Young Man

The night was as black as ink.

"Brother Xiaofan, why don't you tell uncle about this matter." Zhuo Shanshan looked worried.

"No need, don't tell anyone about this." Zhuo Bufan said absently.

Zhuo Shanshan frowned and bit her lip, "But Zhuo Huan wants to send someone to kill you, why don't you tell uncle and grandpa?"

"My current strength is enough to protect myself, so don't worry." Zhuo Bufan smiled and rubbed her hair, "Okay, if you don't come home so late, it's time for my aunt to call me. "

"Okay then, brother Xiaofan, be careful yourself." Zhuo Shanshan sighed inwardly, and drove away in the car.

Zhuo Bufan hesitated for a moment, and there was a wave in his mind, and soon a golden light shot out from the farmyard in the distance and landed on his shoulder, "Master, are you looking for me?"

"Do me a favor." Zhuo Bufan said.

"Is there any benefit? I will not do anything that is not beneficial." The little golden snake bargained.

"The advantage is that I won't kill you to take your demon core." Zhuo Bufan said coldly.

The little golden snake drooped its head, honestly jumped into the hat behind him, and muttered to itself, "I think I'm the crown prince of the golden snake, but I was threatened by a little kid... hey."

Zhuo Bufan's toes touched the ground, and his whole body turned into a black shadow. He jumped up and walked tens of meters in a second. He might go to the Olympics and crush Bolt at will, shocking the whole world.

Finally, he jumped into the Zhuo family's manor, jumped onto a lush tree like a cover, and stared at a room with lights on, which was Zhuo Luo's study.

The little golden snake turned into a golden light and walked up, lying on the window of the study.

Through the power of the contract between the monster and the immortal cultivator, Zhuo Bufan can clearly see and hear the situation inside through the little golden snake. The little golden snake seems to be an incarnation of him.

The study room was dimly lit and looked very warm, but in fact it was already chilly outside.

Zhuo Luo was wearing a black overcoat and sitting on the table in the study, correcting some documents, and checking the performance of various companies under the Zhuo Group. At the end of the year, things were quite busy at the end of the year.

Suddenly Zhuo Luo coughed violently, bent down, took out a small bottle from the drawer, took out two pills, put them in his mouth and ate them.

Zhuo Bufan frowned, and inspected it intently, Zhuo Luo's body seemed to be on the verge of death, like a tree that looked strong on the surface, but the center had been filled with insects and might fall down at any time.

"Master." At this moment, the cavalry came in.

Zhuo Luo raised his head and glanced at him, then said lightly, "Yes."

"Master, your illness can't be delayed. I have already contacted the doctors in the United States, and they said they want to arrange for you to go to the hospital for treatment." Tieqi frowned with a worried look on his face.

Zhuo Luo shook his head, "If I leave, who will I pass on the huge family business of the Zhuo family?"

"Second young master will definitely understand you...why don't you tell him the truth, Zhuo Wanli has been sending people to assassinate him, and you have been sending people to protect him." Tie Qi said with a sigh.

Zhuo Luo smiled wryly and said: "This is not important. I have lost too much money to Xiaofan and his mother these years, and he will not forgive me. It is better to let him live a happier life and not let so many things bother him. .”

"Well, but the family annual meeting will be held soon, Zhuo Wanli will definitely object to you continuing to be the head of the family."

"If the position of Patriarch is really given to him, he can give up assassinating Xiaofan, but it doesn't really matter." Zhuo Luo said lightly.

At this time, Zhuo Bufan, who was standing on a big tree tens of meters away, clenched his fists and gritted his teeth.

He hated Zhuo Luo since he was a child, abandoned himself and his mother in Jinling, let himself be bullied and ridiculed by his peers since he was a child, and even took him home in the end to marry him, and he always thought that Zhuo Luo secretly sent someone Kill him.

It now appears that I misunderstood.

The marriage was just to gain a foothold in Zhuo's family, and the person who assassinated him was also sent by Zhuo Wanli and Zhuo Huan.

"But, can I forgive him?" Zhuo Bufan shook his head.

In any case, it was Zhuo Luo who let him and his mother down and made her suffer for so many years.

Tie Qi chatted with Zhuo Luo for a few words and exited the study room. After some time, Zhuo Luo got tired and fell asleep on the desk.

"Master, your father is very kind to you... I have never seen my father since I was born, hey." The little golden snake sighed.

"It's none of your business." Zhuo Bufan scolded coldly, and jumped into the study, landing silently.

Seeing that several white hairs appeared in Zhuo Luo's black hair, and he was still frowning tightly while asleep, Zhuo Bufan's heart softened, no matter what, this man was his father.

Thinking of this, Zhuo Bufan formed a seal with his hands, and the spiritual energy in his body was continuously input into Zhuo Luo's body.

He checked Zhuo Luo's body and found that it was the five declines of the celestial beings. The five declines of the celestial beings were completely exhausted. With his current strength, Zhuo Bufan still had the ability to cure them. He only needed to inject more It's enough to let all the body's functions return to normal with your own aura.

For a day and a night, Zhuo Bufan left the study only after a trace of fishy white appeared on the horizon.

With his current cultivation base, even if he doesn't sleep, he can still maintain a state of vigour.

Zhuo Luo slowly opened his eyes, and a ray of warm sunlight poured in from the window, which made him feel warm. He stretched for a while, and suddenly froze. He felt his body was full of vitality, as if he was recovering. As in youth, the feeling of exhaustion is also swept away.

"What's going on here?" Zhuo Luo frowned, then smiled wryly, "Could it be a flashback?"

As the Chinese New Year approaches, the train station and the airport are in the state of Spring Festival travel, and every day is crowded with people, waiting for the return of their loved ones,

Although the weather is very cold, everyone is full of excitement and joy. Chinese New Year is a tradition of Longguo people. It is an annual big festival, and it is natural to be able to reunite with family members.

"Mom, what kind of car is that? It's so cool." A six or seven-year-old boy looked at a sports car parked by the side of the road with clear eyes.

It wasn't just him, many passers-by were staring at the sports car, with sharp edges and corners, exaggerated colors, and cool shape, which attracted the attention of many beauties.

Standing beside the car was a young man wearing a gray long and wide down jacket. He was 1.78 meters tall, with fine bangs, a handsome face, fair skin, and a pair of eyes that were as bright as stars.

"Wow, it looks like the male lead in an idol drama." A nympho girl stared at her eyes.

"Yes, he's even more handsome than those Korean oppas, isn't he a star?" The girlfriend next to him simply took out his phone and took a photo secretly.

Zhuo Bufan felt a little helpless, as he practiced, his body gradually transformed towards perfection, even inadvertently.

"The leaves should have arrived, right?" Zhuo Bufan muttered to himself.