In the courtyard of the outer gate of White Tiger Peak, Chen Fan lay on the big stone and basked in the sun, enjoying this rare warmth and tranquility.

The sword wound on the chest is no longer serious, but overactivity still tears the wound, and there is a faint pain.

"Brother Fan......" Just as Chen Fan was outside the wandering object, Long Lin came to Chen Fan's side and said softly: "The brother from Yingcheng has come to see you!"

In the past few days when Chen Fan was injured, Long Lin has been by his side, never leaving an inch, and not letting people visit Chen Fan, Zhong Xinli and he guarded Chen Fan to death, for fear that someone would endanger Chen Fan's integrity.

"Hmm......" Chen Fan enjoyed the warm sunshine and hummed noncommittally.

Seeing Chen Fan's answer, Long Lin turned around and left.

Chen ...... Brother Fan!" When Long Lin reappeared, he was already followed by everyone in Yingcheng, and Zhang Fengyu called Brother Fan a little awkwardly.

"Not bad!" Chen Fan sat up slowly, and praised everyone with a glance.

"Thanks to the cultivation resources allocated by Brother Fan, we can have today's cultivation, and Brother Fan is indispensable!" Zhao Wunian stepped forward and said with his fists clenched.

"Thank you Brother Fan!" everyone clasped their fists and bowed to Chen Fan.

When Long Qingyun saw Chen Fan, he was somewhat restrained, standing behind the crowd, very awkward, after all, the two of them had wanted to kill each other.

"Third Young Master!" Chen Fan saw through Long Qingyun's embarrassment and said: "Third Young Master doesn't need to be polite, if there is no Long family, there will be no me Chen Fan today." ”

"Although I, Chen Fan, have a lot of grievances with you, but that is in the past after all, in Yingcheng, no matter how we fight, it is our own business. ”

Chen Fan Kaikai talked and said: "But now out of Yingcheng, what we represent is the face of Yingcheng, if I wait in the nest again, it will only make people laugh at the uselessness of our Yingcheng people." ”

"Even if we have a grudge, we shouldn't settle it outside, and people will see the joke. ”

Chen Fan told everyone what he wanted in his heart, and he just wanted to remove the barrier between them.

Zhang Fengyu looked at Chen Fan with deep eyes, not knowing what he was thinking.

Long Qingyun can also be regarded as seeing it thoroughly, after entering Xuanzong, thanks to Chen Fan's cover, they have a stable cultivation day, and it seems that those who follow Chen Fan will not suffer, such as Long Lin and Zhong Xinli.

After everyone talked, they left, leaving only Chen Fan lying on the stone to bask in the sun.

"Who would have thought that a little beggar would soar into the sky one day and call on us geniuses?" Zhang Fengyu said a little gloomy.

"We all claim to be geniuses, and we are so subordinate, can you be willing?"

Zhang Fengyu looked at Long Qingyun and the Zhao family brothers, and said with a smile.

"There is nothing that is not willing, this world is respected by the strong, Chen Fan is stronger than us, and he didn't let us do anything. Zhao Wunian said indifferently.

Zhao Wuxin lowered his head, not knowing what he was thinking, his eyes were deep.

Long Qingyun glanced at Zhang Fengyu and walked away.

Chifengfeng, Yang Jie was a little distracted all day long, always in a trance, not knowing what to think.

"Senior Sister...... Senior sister ......" beside Yang Jie, a girl who was as soft as water and as warm as jade kept screaming.

"Senior sister, are you listening to me?" Seeing that Yang Jie should not be herself, the girl grabbed Yang Jie's arm and shook it coquettishly.

"Ah...... You say, I'm listening!" Yang Jie woke up from a trance, and said with some words.

"Senior sister, are you thinking about spring? What kind of genius is a disciple of which peak? How can you make senior sister miss like this?" the girl looked at Yang Jie with some ambiguity and teased.

"Little girl, you're just thinking about spring!" Yang Jie saw the girl making fun of herself, and grabbed the girl's armpit with both hands.

"Ah...... Ha ha...... Haha......" The girl hurriedly dodged and begged for mercy: "Senior sister, I'...... I was wrong...... Spare me!"

The two of them played for a while, and then sat down quietly, each thinking about their own thoughts.

When the girl saw Yang Jie like this, she felt more and more that her senior sister was Sichun.

"Okay, you Chen Fan, even I dare to deceive!" Yang Jie thought.

Last time, I finally found out where Chen Fan was, but I didn't expect to be deceived by Chen Fan, and Yang Jie, who wanted to gouge out Chen Fan's eyes, had to leave.

But not long after leaving, he heard about the battle between Chen Fan and Luo Batian, the little overlord of Youlong Peak, how could Yang Jie not think that what Chen Fan said about being injured was just to show himself.

Now, the hottest topic in Xuanzong is Chen Fan, the identity of the outer disciple of White Tiger Peak, but he has successively defeated the disciples of Xuangui Peak and Youlong Peak, and for a while, Chen Fan has become the talk of other disciples after dinner.

Under fame, there will be disaster.

Although Chen Fan became famous for a while, he also caused a lot of trouble, and within Xuanzong, there were many disciples who wanted to challenge Chen Fan.

Especially after Youlongfeng's little overlord Luo Batian was also defeated in the hands of Chen Fan, more and more people wanted to challenge Chen Fan and become famous in one fell swoop.

In this way, it can be said that there is an undercurrent surging within Xuanzong, and the outer gate of White Tiger Peak, which is the center of the whirlpool, is extremely calm at this moment.

At the inner door of Youlong Peak, Luo Batian was lying on the bed staring blankly at the beam above his head, and a dazzling scarlet on his chest was like a sharp knife, slashing Luo Batian's soul all the time.

"Batian, victory and defeat are a common thing in soldiers, why do you care so much?" beside Luo Batian, the Great Elder of You Dragon Peak said earnestly with his hands behind his back.

Luo Batian is a disciple of Zuo Xuan, this time Luo Ba Tian failed to return, Dao Xin was deeply shocked, lying on the bed sleepless, his eyes were blank, although Zuo Xuan felt sorry for his disciple, but he couldn't do anything, he could only persuade Luo Batian here.

"Master, I'm fine, you don't have to worry!" Luo Batian, who had been silent for several days, finally spoke.

Hearing Luo Batian's words, Zuo Xuan was ecstatic, this was his most proud disciple.

"Batian, it's good that you're okay, I'm worried about death for the teacher!"

"Thank you Master for your concern, Batian is fine!" Luo Batian struggled to sit up and said to Zuo Xuan: "Master, the disciple wants to be quiet......"

Zuo Xuan was stunned, but when Zuo Xuan saw Luo Batian's eyes, he had to sigh and leave, leaving Luo Batian to sit on the bed alone.

"Chen Fan, what kind of monster are you, how many years have you grown to such a point?" Left Xuan left, Luo Batian sat on the edge of the bed alone, a little distracted.

Luo Batian had investigated Chen Fan before, and knew that Chen Fan was not a disciple of the family, but the most inconspicuous little beggar in Yingcheng, and it was really surprising that Luo Batian had grown to such a point in a few years.

"Compared to you, what kind of genius? What kind of qualifications are unparalleled? What kind of bullshit are you?" Luo Batian clenched his fists tightly, and he didn't know that his nails were in the flesh.

"Chen Fan, I must defeat you!"

For Luo Batian, this defeat to Chen Fan is simply an insult in his monastic career, he has the guidance of a famous teacher, and he has been cultivated by his family since he was a child, and he is destined to be extraordinary when he is born, but what is Chen Fan's identity?

It is a little beggar in Yingcheng, a second-rate city of patriotism, and the lowest person who has not been eaten, and the identities of the two can be described as worlds apart.

But now that he is defeated in the hands of Chen Fan, the more Luo Batian thinks about it, the more he feels aggrieved, and the more he thinks about it, the more he feels hateful, how could he lose in the hands of such a lowly person, if he is known by the family, what kind of face does he have to face the people in his family?

Luo Batian roared a little madly: "Chen Fan, I must defeat you and make you my stepping stone......

"I want you to know that I am the protagonist of the gap between us......"

"I have a better background than you, and my cultivation conditions are better than yours, what qualifications do you have to defeat me?"

Luo Batian's fists were clenched tightly, his nails were inserted into the flesh, and a trace of blood oozed out, but he didn't realize it, letting the blood flow out, his eyes faintly bloodshot, and his face was full of madness.

Just as Luo Batian was sitting still, outside Xuanzong, a roar sounded.

"Xuanzong disciple Chen Fan dared to kill my Wang family disciple, killing people to pay for his life, I want you to pay for it with blood......

PS: Laymen never gain calmness and lose indifference

(I'm a layman...... ）