Chapter Seventy-Three: Let's Go Raid His House!
In the main hall of the Divine Craftsman's Mansion, Wen Fan and Huo Huan sat on the rattan chairs, looking at the gloom of running wildly outside, very helpless, this is too long to be lonely...... , Shilong is not much better, standing on the wooden bridge alone, his eyes are hazy with tears, there are words in his mouth, and he doesn't know what he is muttering.
Xiong Dada and Xiong Erer are much simpler, the two of them are burly after their transformation, they look naΓ―ve and restrained, to put it mildly, both of them are a little lacking in roots, but now the two of them are holding a wine jar, and they are already drinking.
As for the black python on the first floor of the Netherworld and the snow ape on the second floor, Wen Fan didn't have time to help them transform for the time being, so they didn't come out, even so, the Divine Craftsman's Mansion is very lively now.
"Xiao Fan, I was still relatively happy in the Beicang Forest at the beginning, you look at them, as if they have just been released from prison, but I am really happy for them, Xiao Fan, all this was brought to them by you. β
Although Huo Huan was alone in the forest back then, at least he was free, but the path of the underworld was really like a prison, and once he locked up the stone dragon, it was thousands of years, and the taste can be imagined.
Wen Fan smiled: "Hehe, you go and call them over, I have something to say to them." β
The six people sat together, Wen Fan glanced at everyone's faces, these people were still excited, Wen Fan smiled and said: "In the future, this is our home, wait a while for each of you to choose a place you like, Shi Long, in the future, according to the way here, also get one in the Netherworld, when we go out in the future, we can be at home." β
Without further ado, I'll go now, I already feel the coming of spring, ah--girls, my faint arrival will surely save you from the abyss of desire!"
β......β
Everyone was speechless.
Several people were happily talking about their future lives, all full of beautiful visions, and everyone was having an in-depth discussion with each other, and Lu Jiujin came back.
"Boss, I'm going back, this, what's going on? Why did I go out for so long, and there were so many friends? Boss, these people haven't seen them before, dwarf oil, that little friend can't be the boss's son, right?
"Poof-poof-"
Wen Fan stumbled and almost fainted to the ground, what kind of eyes, what kind of analytical ability, my Wen Fan is seventeen years old, and the child is six or seven years old?
Huo Huan's actual actions gave Lu Pang the answer he wanted, and Huo Huan kicked Lu Pang all the way from the lobby to the small square, fortunately, Lu Pang has an innate advantage, and it is very convenient to roll around on the ground......
What Lu Jiujin brought back was indeed a first-class team of chefs, and after a while, all kinds of delicacies filled the table, and this move also made the two Xiong brothers have a good impression of Lu Jiujin, these two foodies......
Shi Long seemed to have become the chief steward of the Divine Craftsman's Mansion, and began to distribute work to a large number of servants, maids, and florists brought back by Lu Jiujin.
Wen Fan looked at everything in front of him, and couldn't help but feel his heart fluctuate, he was alone in his previous life, and he would hide when he saw the lively crowd, because he was the only one who was lonely and lonely, and now he has relatives, friends, and people around him who need to be protected.
If a person has a home, the sense of responsibility will become heavier, Wen Fan knows that the road ahead of him is not easy to walk, and these people around him have already regarded Wen Fan as the backbone, so Wen Fan must be strong.
Lu Pang is a self-acquaintance, and he is kind, and he will have a hot fight with this room after a while, but Lu Pang doesn't know that this room is not a person except for Wen Fan......
The biggest difference between people and demon beasts is that people are hypocritical, there are no exceptions, and demon beasts, even if they are fierce beasts, are rectums, and they will not beat around the bush, and those they think are good will treat each other with their hearts.
Everyone talked happily until late at night, and still had no fun, Wen Fan cleared his throat, put down his wine glass and said, "Everyone be quiet first, I have something to tell you." β
As soon as everyone saw Wen Fan's speech, they all put down their wine glasses and waited for Wen Fan to speak.
Wen Fan looked at the people at the table, lowered his face and said, "Everyone is happy, I don't want to say it, but there are some things that must be planned in advance." Jiujin, you can help me investigate tomorrow, what does Tang Feipeng, the dean of our Martial Arts Academy, usually do, and who is behind the Guardian Auction House. β
Seeing that Wen Fan was so serious, Lu Pang knew that this must have something to do with the Netherworld Path, so he also put away his smiling face, and replied: "Don't worry, boss, no matter what you do, I will support you, you can rest assured that I will do things, and the news will be collected tomorrow night." β
Wen Fan thought about it, Lu Pang was so sincere, if he didn't explain the ins and outs clearly, he was really sorry for the sincerity of others.
"Jiujin, there are some things, I need to let you know, the Tang family and the Huozhen Empire colluded to collect information in our Qiankun Empire, according to my analysis, Tang Feipeng is very likely to be plotting to secretly attack the lord of the country! Tang Zhenxi tried to assassinate me on the way back, and I have already killed him. Actually, let you help me investigate, I didn't mean to do it for the empire, I have selfish intentions, what do you think?"
After Wen Fan finished speaking, he thought that Lu Pang would definitely hesitate, after all, the opponent was the dean of the Martial Saint Academy.
But Lu Jiujin has never been so calm, looking at Wen Fan's inquiring gaze, Lu Pang said indifferently: "The first time I called you boss, maybe it was a joke, but now, I recognize Wen Fan as my boss, what you asked me to do, I don't care what it is, the boss must be right, if Tang Lao'er wants to kill the lord of the country, I won't agree...... He's dead, who do you want the money?"
Wen Fan grabbed the wine glass and took a big sip of wine, he was really happy to meet such a good brother!
"Nine catties, there is one more thing, you also know, my great-ancestor used to be the general of the empire, but I don't know why he was demoted to the border, according to reliable sources, this has something to do with the people behind the Guardian Auction House, this matter, you have to keep it secret, everything must be done in secret. β
"Don't worry, boss, there is absolutely no problem. β
"Well, you go back early to make arrangements, wait a minute, I still have something to do, I want the entire national capital to watch a good show!"
Lu Pang looked at Wen Fan's murderous face, and couldn't help but shudder, this is a special rhythm who wants to be unlucky, Wen Fan was like this expression when he killed the Holy Sword real person. Lu Jiujin said goodbye to everyone and went back to arrange the things that Wen Fan had to explain.
Huo Huan knew that Wen Fan must already have a goal, his eyes were eager, and he asked, "Xiao Fan, who is it, let's go and raid his house!"
The other four people were also excited, infected by the killing intent that emerged from Wen Fan, and they were all gearing up, just waiting for Wen Fan's order.
Wen Fan drank all the wine in the cup, his eyes were blood-red, and since you want to kill me, then I will let you know how the dead word is written!
"Let's go to Tongfu as a guest!"
To be continued