"Tell me to go down and develop Xishan Village according to the plan, and if anyone stops it, kill it!" Luo Fan took the paint brush in his hand and patiently painted the wooden door with varnish.

"Okay!" Liuli agreed, and then she frowned slightly: "Young master, it seems that there is an eyeless little minion coming, do you want me to kill them?"

Luo Fan: "No need, just go and get busy!"

"Yes!"

The autumn wind rises, and the dead leaves fall.

The clean yard blew through with the autumn wind, and a few yellow fallen leaves appeared on the ground, adding a bit of depression to the yard.

And at this moment, a man with sword eyebrows and starry eyes strode into the courtyard with his head held high, he was about one meter eight tall, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, wearing a white robe, and his tall figure was like a sharp sword.

His name is Zhijie, the third-ranked super master among the younger generation of the Wunian Sect, and he has the cultivation of the peak of the eighth layer of the Jindan period.

Behind him was a middle-aged man, who was the Chen family's housekeeper named Chen Bang.

Chen Zhibang was called by Zhijie for the purpose of returning to the Chen family with Luo Fan's head.

"You are Luo Fan, I heard that you are very crazy, and want to ask the five major families to help your mother carry the coffin? I am Wunian Zong Zhijie, if you don't want to die too miserably, then kneel on the ground and beg for mercy!" Zhijie spoke, his eyes exuding a hint of disdain.

"Who gave you the courage to be so arrogant?" Luo Fan lowered his head and painted the wooden door lightly.

Zhijie snorted coldly: "Don't fucking pretend to be in front of the master, the master will be able to dismantle you in minutes!"

"Why does a cultivator want to become someone else's helper?" Luo Fan put down the paint brush in his hand, and then slowly raised his head, his gaze was indifferent, like a thousand years of ice, which made people dare not look directly.

The corners of Zhijie's mouth rose: "Of course it's because of money! Do you know that your head is worth 10 billion?"

Luo Fan shook his head and sighed: "It turns out that my head is so worthless!"

“······”

Zhijie and Chen Bang both showed confused expressions.

Billion.

Not worth it?

This guy shouldn't have any misunderstanding about 10 billion, right?

"The surname is Luo, let's say, what other last words do you have to say? The young master is in a good mood today, so I will give you a chance to say your last words. Zhijie said lightly.

Luo Fan: "If you were the one who died today, what would you say?"

Hearing this, Zhijie laughed: "I'm going to die? It's so funny, I'm a master of the eighth layer peak of the Jindan period, looking at the entire world, who is my opponent?"

Speaking of this, Zhijie suddenly saw a fallen leaf floating up on the ground, like an aurora, directly across his neck.

At the same time, he felt a sharp pain spread.

When I looked down, I saw a headless corpse lying to the ground, blood gushing continuously.

Although the corpse had no head, it was very familiar.

Isn't this your own flesh?

Luo Fan spread his hands: "You should be qualified to say your last words now, right?"

"If there is a next life, I will never be your enemy!"

Zhijie's face was pale.

Before the words fell, his head fell to the ground, and his dying eyes were wide, revealing the unwillingness in his heart.

"Don't kill me, don't kill me!"

Chen Bang was so frightened that he sat directly on the ground, incontinent at the same time.

He is the steward of the Chen family, and he is also a strong man at the peak of the foundation building period, and he has seen many big people when he follows the people of the Chen family to the north and south, but he has never seen a strong man use dead leaves to kill people like Luo Fan.

The most terrifying thing is that he didn't see how Luo Fan made a move at all.

Luo Fan said lightly: "I can let you live, but you have to do one thing for me." ”

"Please command, whether it is up the sword mountain or down the sea of fire, I, Chen Bang, will definitely not frown. Chen Bang hurriedly said.

Luo Fan: "Put his head in front of your master, and tell him that there are eight days left in ten days, and in eight days let them come to Xishan to carry my mother's coffin." ”

"Yes, yes, I'll do it!" Chen Bang picked up Zhijie's head on his knees and quickly disappeared into the Luo family's old house.

As for Zhijie's body, it turned into ashes and disappeared into the courtyard.

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Chen's house.

Banquet hall.

Sitting were Chen Jingqiu, the head of the Chen family, Jiang Qingyun, the head of the Jiang family, Zhao Yunlong, and Huang Youlong, the head of the Huang family.

In front of them was the brewed red robe from the mother tree of Wuyi Mountain, and the thick aroma of tea came to their faces while lingering in the heat, refreshing their hearts.

"I don't know what Brother Chen is doing when he invites us here?" Jiang Qingyun said.

"Yes, the big red robe born by this Wuyi Mountain Mother Tree is very rare, how can you be willing to use it to entertain us today? This is not like your previous style!" Zhao Yunlong joked with a smile.

"Brother Chen invited us here this time, could it be related to Luo Fan?" Huang Youlong picked up the tea cup in front of him and took a sip of tea soup, and only swallowed it after the fragrance of the tea spread between his lips and teeth.

Chen Jingqiu said: "Yes, this time I invited everyone to come here to say a happy event to everyone, just before, the Yang Sect Master of the Wunian Sect sent his disciple Zhijie down the mountain, and he had already gone to Luo Fan's old mansion, calculating the time, Luo Fan's head should have been cut off." ”

"Is this true?" Huang Youlong was overjoyed.

Chen Jingqiu: "It's true!"

"Okay, good!" Jiang Qingyun laughed: "I heard that Zhijie is the third-ranked super master among the younger generation of the Wunian Sect, and he has the cultivation of the peak of the eighth layer of the Jindan period at a young age, not only that, but he has even crossed the level to kill the strong man of the ninth layer peak of the Jindan stage, and is also known as the invincible opponent under the Yuan Ying, this person will definitely be able to kill Na Luofan when he comes out of the mountain." ”

Zhao Yunlong also smiled and said: "As the so-called money can make ghosts grind, although there are many strong people on the earth after the revival of aura, although many strong people do not look at ordinary people in their eyes, but the power of money is really invincible." As long as we have the wealth of a country that rivals the rich, what can we not do?"

Chen Jingqiu sneered: "That evil seed thinks that he can compete with us if he becomes a monk, it is really a mouse's eye, how can he imagine our strength?"

At this moment, a subordinate walked in: "Master, the butler is back!"

Chen Jingqiu's eyebrows raised: "Alone?"

"No!" he was still holding a bloody human head. ”

Hearing this, everyone's eyes flashed with a gleam.

It seems that the plan is exactly what they expected!

"Quick, let the butler come to the living room! I want to see what that little bastard looks like, daring to be the enemy of my five families. Chen Jingqiu couldn't wait.

"Yes!"

A moment later, Chen Bang, panting and having a bloody face, came to the living room.

"This isn't Luo Fan's head!" Huang Youlong exclaimed.

Chen Jingqiu frowned: "What? This is not Luo Fan's head? Who is he if it is not?"

"Master, this is the beloved disciple of the Yang Sect Master of the Wunian Sect, the head of Zhijie!"

Rumble!

In a simple word, everyone on the scene was instantly petrified.