Rebirth: Return of the Abandoned Young Man

"This Zhuo Bufan looks quite honest, but he still takes care of his mistress?" Zhang Xiaocui frowned, and snorted coldly, "No, I have to remind Xiaohuan."

"Hey, a young hero like Zhuo Bufan is destined to be brilliant in the future, like an emperor through the ages, what's the point of having a few confidante around him." The admiral of the Nine Gates put his hands behind his back, shook his head, and said calmly.

"Hehe, straight male cancer." Zhang Xiaocui gave him a cold look.

Zhang Xiaocui stays with her granddaughter all day long, buys a smartphone and frequently surfs the Internet, and knows a lot of Internet terms.

On the hillside, apart from a group of people headed by the Admiral of the Nine Gates standing together, a group of men in black clothes stood seven or eight meters away, the leader of which had a long centipede braid, a black gown and black cloth shoes , with his heels on the ground and his hands behind his back, was the elder of Zhong Hai's Sun family.

The two groups of people formed a confrontational situation. If the admiral of the Nine Gates came to help Zhuo Bufan, Elder Sun would definitely restrain him. Even if there was a difference in strength between the two at the same time, it would not be a problem if the admiral of the Nine Gates was involved. A chance to help out.

At this time, the cliffs on both sides of the Qingjiang River are towering, the trees are vast, and the river is rolling, giving people a feeling of vastness, separated from the steel buildings in the city, and it is a magnificent natural landscape.

It was already spring, the trees were sprouting, the grass leaves were new, and the scene was lush and green, just like what Li Taibai recited in his boat crossing the river-the apes on both sides of the bank couldn't stop crying, and the light boat had already passed the Ten Thousand Mountains.

An old man sat cross-legged on the grass by the river bank, with a pear wood table in front of him, and black and white chess pieces on it. The old man frowned and thought hard, as if he was hesitating where to put the sunspots next. .

The strangest thing is that the vegetation around him with a radius of tens of meters has decayed one after another, just like the scene in autumn and winter. There is a faint black mist gushing out from his body, giving people a very strange feeling.

"Mr. Zhuo is here." Yang Wenshan opened his eyes and said loudly.

Everyone followed the sound and saw a white mark on the surface of the river, dragging out a long tail, and a figure was galloping on the surface of the river, and then stepped on the water with the soles of his feet, and the whole person stepped on the air, and landed on the bank in a graceful posture.

"Shadow Killer, this old man has been waiting for you by the Qingjiang River for a long time." The old man didn't even lift his head, and his lips were tightly pressed together, but his voice spread throughout the entire Qingjiang River. The birds on the twigs fluttered into the sky.

"You are the fifth elder of Hehuan Sect?" Zhuo Bufan said calmly, standing with one hand behind his back.

"You killed my grandson and my junior brother Bliss in Lop Nur, and you killed a few of my guardians in Xifeng Town and Xuzhou. In fact, I underestimated your strength. I should kill you before going to retreat." The old man shook his head and sighed. tone.

"Then you don't plan to kill me with me now?"

Only then did the old man slowly raise his head, revealing a thin face with sunken eye sockets and protruding cheekbones, like a dying tree. But Zhuo Bufan felt the aura in his body surging like an ocean.

"When you and I are at a stage like this, money, fame, power, and women in this world are all within your reach?" The old man said slowly.

"You're right, but don't you want to avenge your grandson?" Zhuo Bufan chuckled lightly.

The old man slowly dropped the chess pieces in his hand, "At my stage, the family affection for the mortal world has already become insignificant. What I pursue is eternal life, and it is only a matter of time before they will eventually turn into dust.

Zhuo Bufan simply sat cross-legged on the grass, and said with a smile: "That's right, when you reach your level, what you pursue is naturally not the mortal things. Then why did you call me here today?"

"Although you say that, you killed my grandson and a few of my subordinates, and I lost a lot of people. If you are willing to follow me, all of this can disappear. And if you want money, I can give it to you. , and even domestic first-line actresses, if you want, I can catch them for you to play with."

In his opinion, Zhuo Bufan was young, although he was only seventeen or eighteen years old, when he actually saw him. Sun Zhiliang was still a little amazed, this is simply a monstrosity, and he has made up his mind to pay attention, if he can't get it for his own use, then he can only destroy it.

Otherwise, let Zhuo Bufan grow up, I am afraid that there are not many people in the world who can restrain him.

Zhuo Bufan couldn't help but laugh.

In his previous life, he left the earth with Junhe Immortal, practiced in the starry sky, destroyed the ancient holy land, and killed the Nine You Hades. To make him submit, accept yourself as his servant.

"If you don't want to, that's it." Sun Zhiliang picked up a black chess piece, and immediately the chess piece turned into dust in the air and dissipated with the wind.

Zhuo Bufan shook his head, with an indifferent expression, "Your vision is too small, do you think that you can be invincible in the world during the foundation building period?"

"Although I can't be invincible, it's more than enough to kill you." Just after Sun Zhiliang finished speaking, the chess pieces on the chessboard rose out of thin air, and immediately flew towards them like bullets.

"presumptuous."

Zhuo Bufan punched out suddenly, the air trembled, his fist released a ball of white rings, the flying black and white chess pieces were all shattered into powder in the air, and the fist suddenly hit Sun Zhiliangcai's chest .

Even if Sun Zhiliang was the foundation-building cultivator, he would not dare to shake the fist of the master. After all, what a cultivator cultivates is spiritual power, magic power, and physical body is comparable to ordinary internal strength warriors.

In an emergency, Sun Zhiliang held Fa Jue in his hand, a cloud of black mist covered his chest, and he flew upside down in the air and landed on the surface of the river.

Zhuo Bufan scattered the black mist with one punch, and then jumped into the river.

The Yangtze River, which is about 50 meters wide, flows from the mountains. It seems to be calm, but in fact it is undercurrent. The two of them are standing on the flowing river with their feet as if they are walking on the ground, quite like a master duel.

"This guy angered the Fifth Elder, and today is the day he will die." On the hillside, Elder Sun shook his head, with a hint of sternness in his eyes.

Admiral Jiumen and the others held their breaths. This kind of duel between real masters is not something that can be seen at ordinary times. No one wants to miss this wonderful battle.

Qiu Jinse's eyes shot out two brilliant rays of light. She had seen Zhuo Bufan's majestic God of War posture on the Himalayas with her own eyes, and she was full of confidence in him. He is a legend and he will never be defeated.

At this time, in a certain hotel.

Ye Ziqin was wearing a thin white turtleneck sweater, her hair was hanging down her full chest, her figure was uneven, tall and charming, she was wearing cropped jeans and a pair of white sneakers, she was very casually dressed.

For the past few days, she has been playing with Zhuo Bufan in Xuzhou, but today Zhuo Bufan said that the school has something to do, so she is planning to go shopping by herself.

But at this moment, the door of the hotel room opened suddenly, and two men in black suits appeared in the hotel.