Late at night, Bu Fan was cultivating in the room, and Bei Eleven quietly slipped over to visit.

Looking at the North Eleven who was sitting at the table, as if he was the master, making tea and drinking alone, Bu Fan helplessly supported his forehead, and continued to pretend to be dead and lie down.

For a long time, Bei Eleven didn't speak, and seemed to have a soft spot for that pot of tea.

Finally, when a pot bottomed out, North Eleven got up, made a new pot of tea, and was ready to sit back.

Bu Fan finally couldn't help but sit up.

"North Eleven, did my tea provoke you?"

Bei Eleven's action was first stiff, and then he seriously scalded a teacup three times, and then poured the teacup full.

Holding the teacup, he slowly walked in front of Bu Fan, knelt on one knee, and handed the tea with both hands: "Senior brother doesn't plan to explain anything?"

Bu Fan was taken aback, and reluctantly took the tea, quite a headache, threatening and angry, and finally pulled Bei Eleven up.

The two sat at the table.

Bei Eleven didn't give Bu Fan a good look, and sat far away at the other end of the table, hanging his head, and the whole person was cold.

"Are you so sure?" Bu Fan was a little weak-hearted, and couldn't help touching his face, it stands to reason that this disguise card is not so easy to expose.

"I wasn't sure, but the first time I was at the inn, I was just confused, and it felt familiar and strange. The so-called road is uneven, maybe there is, but I don't think I can meet it. ”

"After that, my name, Bu Qingfeng, I have forty percent affirmation. After all, the surname Bu is not common, and Qingfeng, normal people know that you are from Qingfeng City. ”

"The second time I was treated for my leg, I was sure. Ninety-nine percent sure, but I don't dare ask, I'm afraid it will be the one percent answer. ”

"The last time, when I was in the martial arts arena, I was 200 percent sure. You, you didn't attack a single disciple of the Burial God Society, and you only beat other ordinary disciples, and the people of Jia Meng and Duanmu Society were all abolished......"

"So, right, Senior Brother Bu?"

said the last sentence, Bei Eleven accented heavily, and his voice was even colder, and those who didn't know thought that the two had a grudge and hatred.

Listening to Bei Eleven talking non-stop, Bu Fan also knew where he had miscalculated.

It's a thousand times, but for someone who knows you very well, it doesn't take much reason for a feeling to doubt you.

North Eleven has always been in the position of a strategist in the funeral god meeting, he is kind and plain, rarely irritable, and the only time he is angry is that the whole person becomes cold, less easy-going and introverted on weekdays.

It was also expected that Bei Eleven could recognize him, but he didn't expect it to be so fast, especially this brainless stubbornness, which was even more of a headache.

"Yes, I'm back!"

Under the gaze of Bei Eleven, Bu Fan had to surrender directly.

After speaking, a cold light shot out of his eyes.

When they come back, some people should go to hell one by one.

"I knew it. It's really you, senior brother, the sect master said that you committed suicide in fear of sin, and none of the brothers believed it. What the hell is the situation, how did you survive?" Bei Shiyi excitedly came over, pulled away the chair next to Bu Fan and sat down, and he couldn't care about getting angry.

Bu Fan just said it simply.

In fact, Bu Fan didn't know what was going on.

I only know that before fighting with the Red Moon Sect, the Red Moon Sect suddenly secretly found himself, and at the cost of a medium-grade martial art, he wanted to play a fake match by himself and lose to the Red Moon Sect.

Of course, it is impossible for Bufan to agree to this kind of thing, so he naturally refused.

Then, the sect master suddenly found himself and gave him an exercise, so that he had to cultivate and ensure that nothing went wrong, for fear that the opponent would still have hole cards.

Before the battle, Duanmu Ruxi also personally boiled ginseng soup for Bu Fan and wished Jun victory.

Then, the two sides fought, because it was a two-on-two battle, Bu Fan was the main battle, and Jia Ren, who had the highest combat power, was sent to assist.

As a result, in the secret territory, when Bu Fan suppressed the twins on the opposite side with his own strength, Jia Ren made a surprise attack and injured Bu Fan. Under the joint hands of the three people, Bu Fan could still parry, but in the face of the three people, he also injured the two people.

In the end, he made a mistake in the exercises, couldn't fight, and was seriously injured in an instant.

This competition, except for a few high-level people, is not open to disciples, even Duanmu Ruxi is a special case.

As soon as this side came out, Duanmu Ruxi immediately met the seriously injured Bu Fan. Realizing that something was wrong, Bu Fan was about to take Duanmu Ruxi away, but as a result, Duanmu Ruxi suddenly sneered, sucked Bu Fan's cultivation, and passed it on to himself.

When the killing machine comes, the sect master will kill Bu Fan.

Finally, at a critical juncture, Bu Fan chased and escaped all the way with the help of the hundred-step broken jade left by the master of the Burial God Mansion and jumped off the cliff.

"And then?" asked Bei Eleven, nervously with a clenched fist.

Then I was lucky, jumped off a cliff, met a master and taught me to change my appearance and cultivate again. No, I'll be back then. Bu Fan patted Bei Eleven's shoulder and said nonsense.

Can he still say that he was originally dead, but finally got the system, the two souls merged, and he was alive again.

If you don't say this to others, if you don't experience it yourself, you won't believe it.

"Okay, what's the situation in the sect now? When I come back this time, I have to confiscate the spirit stones even when I enter the city. ”

With a wave of his hand, Bu Fan changed the subject.

At that time, the truth was confusing, but I didn't see it with my own eyes, and the disciples were divided into two factions. At first, it was rumored that the senior brother was defeated, and the Akatsuki Sect was completely victorious, which was hard to believe. ”

But later, Jia Ren came forward to testify, and at that time, the game released water and injured him. Later, Duanmu Ruxi testified that you traded with the Red Moon Sect in the middle of the night. ”

"The sect master rarely shows up, Duanmu Ruxi has now stepped into the Ning Yuan Nine Folds from an ordinary person, Jia Ren has stepped into the peak of Ning Yuan, and after seven days, the chief battle, I heard that several factions from near and far will come. ”

"Now that the cultivation resources in the sect are not even one percent compared to before, many disciples are resentful, cough cough, most of them are bad influences on senior brothers. ”

Speaking of this, Bei Eleven's face was strange, and he remembered something: "However, the strange thing is that everyone has the same cultivation resources, but the cultivation of the people of Jia Meng and Duanmu Society alone has soared extremely fast. ”

"It's the same fart, at that time, the Tianxia Sect not only accepted the martial arts of the Red Moon Sect, but also secretly pressed more than half of the resources of the sect in the gambling house to bet on me to lose. Bu Fan finally couldn't help but swear, dignified sect, for the sake of resources, this kind of disgusting thing can be done. obviously amassed a lot of money, and resources skyrocketed, and he pretended to be a victim on the surface to deduct it.

"Damn. ”

North Eleven also reacted, furious.

"Secretly gather the people of my funeral god society, pay close attention to cultivation, and after seven days, give a big gift. With that, Bu Fan extracted all the dog food and jumping candy in his hand and threw them to Bei Eleven to deal with.

"Dog food?" asked North Eleven with a strange look as he raised the bag in his hand and asked uncertainly.

"You know what? This is food for the spirit!"