Rebirth: Return of the Abandoned Young Man

"What king?" Wei Yongning was confused.

"Anyway, it's someone we can't afford to offend." After Wei Jingshou finished speaking, he looked at He Shouming and said, "Mr. He, the marriage between Qiankun and Wuxue should be forgotten."

With that said, Wei Jingshou glanced at He Wuxue, no matter what relationship He Wuxue had with Zhuo Bufan, the members of the Wei family didn't want to take the risk of offending Zhuo Bufan.

He Wuxue froze in place.

He didn't know who Zhuo Bufan was, but the Wei family was so afraid of him that they even chose to cancel the marriage because Zhuo Bufan and her were just friends.

"Boss Wei, who is he?" He Jingxing asked with a frown.

He Shouming also frowned, wondering: "Is he the eldest son from the capital, or the successor of some super power?"

"He's not a son from the capital, nor is he someone of super power, but he can be part of a clan." Wei Jingshou murmured to himself with his hands behind his back.

Zhuo Bufan stepped on the Hehuan Sect, Qinglong Gang, and suppressed the underground forces in the Northeast. He really deserves this title.

One person is one family!

Everyone was stunned by Wei Jingshou's high evaluation.

These are not words spoken by an ordinary person, but from the mouth of a martial arts family master.

In a restaurant on Gulangyu Island, a group of well-dressed men and women are holding a party on the first floor of the hotel.

"Qingzi, why don't you go drink with us, why are you in a daze here." Wearing a neat suit, Zhong Junxian walked up to Han Qingzi who was leaning on the balcony railing to watch the night view with a glass of martini in his hand.

Han Qingzi was wearing a cyan long dress with suspenders, revealing her snow-white pear shoulders. Under the light, her skin shone with an alluring white luster, just like milk.

"I'm not in a daze. I'm just thinking about Xiao Wu's friend. Who is he? It feels very special." Han Qingzi whispered while holding the champagne in his hand.

Zhong Junxian frowned slightly, feeling a little jealous, "Whoever he is, isn't he Zhang Tongtong's elder brother? What's the big deal."

"Don't be jealous, I'm just curious. He knocked two bodyguards away with a wave of his hand on the beach this afternoon. Is he a legendary martial arts master?" Han Qingzi said with a smile, holding Zhong Junxian's arm.

Zhong Junxian was about to finish speaking, when suddenly there was a clear cry in the sky, like a dragon chant.

As it approached, another Buddhist voice sang again, and the people in the entire banquet hall were stunned, looking out of the window one after another.

The hotel is still a few hundred meters away from the beach, and the window is as dark as ink, but at this moment, there is a cyan rainbow light in the distance, which is 100 meters away, like a green dragon, rampant across the sea, and occasionally the sound of the dragon's chant is heard.

On the other side, a ray of golden light, like a pearl, quickly moved towards the shore.

"This... what is this?" The cup in Zhong Junxian's hand fell to the ground and turned into a pile of glass shards.

Han Qingzi's beautiful eyes widened even more, "Could it be a fairy?"

Not only them, everyone in the hotel was dumbfounded at the scene in front of them, and some even took pictures with their mobile phones.

"Is that Zhuo Bufan?"

At this moment, Han Qingzi saw a road under the dim light, and a person was slowly walking towards the beach with his hands behind his back. The hotel is two streets away from the He family's villa. Although he couldn't see Zhuo Bufan clearly, But judging from his body and temperament, it is definitely him.

In the He family villa.

Wei Jingshou and the others also heard the same voice, and walked out of the villa one after another, watching a blue sky and a golden light flashing on the sea, they had already arrived on the beach in the blink of an eye.

Zhuo Bufan walked forward step by step, not in a hurry, but every time he took a step, he was already ten meters away.

"The two old friends came so suddenly?"

Standing on the beach, Zhuo Bufan watched two rays of light flashing towards him, and saw an old man in green robe standing with his hands behind his back, his feet stepping on the waves, his body exuded a powerful aura, and behind him there was a ghost of a disillusioned dragon. born.

"Oh Amitabha." Another ray of light stopped, and there was a bald monk wearing a yellow robe, with a golden light on his body, just like the Buddha sitting on the lotus seat, floating on the sea.

The aura between the two is as deep as the sea, unfathomable.

"Shadow Killer!" The green-robed old man looked at Zhuo Bufan coldly, his eyes were fixed, and a green sword energy burst out from his eyes across a hundred meters, hitting Zhuo Bufan directly.

"snort."

Zhuo Bufan snorted coldly, also a golden glow appeared in his eyes, a golden sword gushed out, collided with the blue sword energy in the air, and turned into nothingness.

After the sword qi collided and disappeared, the diffused energy stirred up waves of waves.

"Sure enough." The green-robed old man snorted coldly.

Zhuo Bufan looked at the two indifferently, he was very familiar with the aura of the old man in green robe, he must be the old Qinglong of the Qinglong Gang.

As for the other monk, it should be Ning Xuan's master, the Great Elder of Hehuan Sect.

The two unexpectedly found Fu Shenglai from the northeast all the way.

"At that time I was retreating and breaking through, and I didn't have the time to come out. You dared to kill Qinglong and my grandson Wei Zeyu. Today I will use your blood to pay homage to them." The old Qinglong's voice was like a bell, shaking the sea water.

"Shadow Killer, you have done a lot of evil, your hands are covered with blood, join me in the Hehuan Sect, and let me chant scriptures to save you." The elder of the Hehuan Sect closed his eyes and murmured.

"Your sons and grandsons died at my hands because they did a lot of evil and took the initiative to provoke me. Isn't it because of what I got from Jiaolong Valley that you said it in a high-sounding manner?"

Zhuo Bufan sneered. People who are masters of martial arts and magic arts have long been indifferent to ordinary family affection, how could they provoke a powerful enemy just for the life and death of a mere junior? The things he got from Jiaolong Valley, only these things can attract

Such an old monster out of the mountains.

Old Qinglong frowned, and looked at Zhuo Bufan quietly. Thirty years ago, he did break through Jiaolong Valley. At that time, the formation outside Jiaolong was the weakest, but at that time he only stayed on the periphery for a while. Find two dragon scales and bring them back.

Later, he tempered the scales into soft armor, which is extremely soft to wear on his body, but as strong as steel, which can resist even the attack of shells.

He just found a piece of scale on the periphery, it is a treasure. Zhuo Bufan stayed in Jiaolong Valley for three months, and he didn't know how much benefit he got.

"If you are willing to hand over the treasure you got from Jiaolong Valley and the sword on your body, we can spare your life." Old Qinglong pondered.

The Great Elder said: "Buddhism does not kill. If the benefactor turns back to the shore, our Hehuan Sect can also cross the benefactor out of the sea of ​​suffering." "Hahaha..." Zhuo Bufan looked up to the sky and laughed, "I am Zhuo Bufan who can speak so confidently about killing people and seizing treasures." It's not the first time we've met."