Suddenly, the eyes of the fat-faced monk and the thin-faced Taoist priest fell on Zhuo Bufan's body at the same time, and a ruthless light quietly crossed his eyes, and the threat was self-evident, but the fat-faced monk still said with a smile: "This little brother, I don't know if something is worth 300 million, but I know a sentence, it's hard to buy a good heart!" ”

Zhou Yi's brows are twisted together, why is this guy who always comes out to make trouble at critical moments.

The eyes of Zhou Baxiang and Dongfang Yi also fell on the young man who spoke at the same time, it was Zhuo Bufan.

Zhuo Bufan glanced at the fat monk and the thin Taoist priest lightly, and said slowly: "I know that it is difficult to buy a thousand dollars, as long as others like to spend as much as they want, but if it is a murder weapon to buy, can you still use 300 million to buy it back?" ”

"Boy, what nonsense are you talking about, don't you want to leave here?" The thin Taoist priest instantly showed a fierce look on his face, and his eyes were like knives staring at him.

Dongfang Yi frowned, he had already seen Zhuo Bufan unhappy, but he had dealt with someone like Wu Tong who had just entered the Dao, and he acted so presumptuously, he retorted like this now, didn't that prove that he was blind? The title of Mr. Feng Shui, the No. 1 Feng Shui in Zhongzhou, is not called in vain.

"Little brother, this incense burner is a magic vessel, you don't understand anything, Hugh has to talk nonsense here." Dongfang Yi's face was not very good-looking, and he said sullenly.

"Mr. Dongfang is a famous feng shui master in our Zhongzhou, proficient in antique treasure appreciation, the art of black green, although this extraordinary martial arts is powerful, but does he still know how to gossip?" Comber frowned and said lightly.

Lian Xipo's image of Zhuo Bufan is even worse, the last time he returned to the Lian family with the Lian sword, he not only injured Xun'er, but also made a big fuss about the Lian family, if it weren't for his martial arts being too powerful, how could he let him leave easily.

"I guess he just wants to be in the limelight, although his martial arts are powerful, but he doesn't know how to spell, and he speaks wildly here." Lian Xipo shook his head and said lightly.

Others didn't know Zhuo Bufan's identity, but when they saw Wu Tong standing on his body, he had always looked respectful, and he was a little curious about the origin of this young man.

Zhuo Bufan said: "This is indeed a magic weapon, but it will definitely not be good for people, but it is just a murder weapon, there is evil energy lingering in it, if I guess correctly, long-term breathing of this musk, not only will the life expectancy be reduced, but also the mind will be controlled by others." ”

As soon as he said this, Qian Bing immediately clenched his iron fist, staring at the fat monk and the thin Taoist priest with thick eyebrows, could it be that these two people were also the subordinates of the ghost king, but he never reflected it.

"I can't even see it, are you better than me?" Dongfang Yi pinched the handrail and stared at Zhuo Bufan.

Zhou Yi pouted and said disdainfully: "How can he be a high school student compared to Mr. Dongfang, I think he did it on purpose, just to hype himself and raise his worth, now many celebrities who are not in the stream like to quarrel with celebrities who are more popular than themselves, eyeballs, this kind of child's method, who can't understand it." ”

"Hmm." Zhou Baxiang and Xu Huan both nodded lightly at the same time, seemingly agreeing with Zhou Yi's statement, last time Zhuo Bufan could see that there was a problem with the hibiscus jade bracelet, which showed that he had some ability.

But, after all, Zhuo Bufan's age is there, no matter how capable he is, he can't be Mr. Dongfang's opponent, and now he deliberately embarrass Mr. Dongfang in front of so many people, probably just to become famous.

"Little brother, if you are talking nonsense, please go out." Zhou Baxiang frowned and said coldly.

Master Wu and Qian Bing suddenly stood up, and Master Wu stared at Zhou Baxiang and Dongfang Yi and said coldly: "Mr. Zhuo, how can you ordinary people like you be insulted?" ”

"What an ordinary man, what a Mr. Zhuo." Dongfang Yi slapped the table with a fierce face, stood up, and looked at Wu Tong and Zhuo Bufan with burning eyes, "Could it be that I, Dongfang Yi, am you who can be humiliated?" ”

"Mr. Dongfang, don't be angry, it's just a child, why bother with him." Zhou Baxiang hurriedly explained.

Dongfang Yi laughed and said, "It just so happens that everyone is here, so I'll let you see what I'm capable of." With that, Dongfang Yi stretched out the palm of his right hand, and then drew an obscure sigil on it with his left hand, and the green light flashed in his palm, and everyone in the hall widened their eyes.

"Mr. Dongfang, what a miracle!"

"Legend has it that Mr. Dongfang is a master of the Tao, he does not eat fireworks in the world, and he can also use magic powers, so this is true?"

Even Wu Tong's eyes widened, they fought ten years ago, at that time, Dongfang Yi's strength was only half a cut higher than him, and now he can actually gather spirits in his hands, I'm afraid it is at least the stage of qi training, terrifying!

I saw Dongfang Yi put the right hand containing green light on the table, and there was a miraculous scene, a tender green sapling rose on the table of pear blossom wood, which slowly grew to about five or six centimeters, and opened a few young leaves, full of vitality.

The audience gasped, the dead wood is spring, the green buds are shining, and the modern people who have adapted to the laws of the earth feel that their heads are not turning at all.

Looking at everyone's shocked look, Dongfang Yi's face couldn't help but show a faint sense of pride and pride, his sharp eyes fell on Zhuo Bufan's body, and he said indifferently: "Are you convinced now?" ”

I saw Zhuo Bufan holding the tea lid and gently brushing the teacup, blowing away the white mist on it, taking a sip, and said slowly: "It's just a small skill of carving insects." ”

Dongfang Yi almost spurted out a mouthful of old blood, you drank tea leisurely, and didn't look at me and said that I was a carving insect skill, so what about you? Blowing will play lip service.

"Mr. Zhuo, if you still speak so disrespectfully to Dongfang Yi, I can ask you to leave here." Zhou Baxiang's face became even more gloomy, Dongfang Yi had already shown his transcendent ability, and this young man was still talking nonsense here, which was disgusting.

Yan Chunyi frowned and said softly: "Uncle, Zhuo Bufan is my student, you know that boys love face, and he didn't mean it." ”

Zhuo Bufan shook his head, "You respect Dongfang Yi, but you treat me like a mustard, I'm afraid you will only regret it." ”

Just when Zhuo Bufan spoke, no one noticed that the fat monk and the thin man glanced at each other, a trace of haze flashed in their eyes, and then the fat monk suddenly opened the lid of the incense burner, and the thin Taoist priest took out a talisman and suddenly shot out of the black mist that rushed out of the incense burner, and shouted: "Pro!" ”

The black mist actually suspended in the air and conjured up two sharp claws and suddenly attacked Zhou Baxiang, Zhou Baxiang instantly turned pale with fright, but fortunately, Dongfang Yi stood in front of him in time, green light bloomed in his palm, and shouted loudly: "Evil thing, die!" ”

(End of chapter)