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"Oh my God, there are so many people here!"

Xue Ke'er looked at the convoy in front of him that had already lined up outside the village, with a look of surprise on his face. It seems that he didn't expect that the ordinary-looking old man would have such a big connection, so many people who seemed to be of great status came to attend his funeral.

"Hehe, I saw an acquaintance! Xiao Dan, Xiao Hao, you just stay here, I'll go over with Ke'er to pay respects, and I'll be back later! ”

In the distance, Xiao Tao saw two familiar figures, so the smiling captain Xiao Hao explained to Xiao Dan, took Xue Keer's delicate little hand, and walked over to the two somewhat familiar figures.

"Miss Zhong, Miss Mao, it's been a long time, I'm glad to see you!"

Xiao Tao stretched out his right hand and politely shook hands with Zhong Wen and Mao Bingbing. Xue Ke'er was not a stranger to the two, and she hugged them warmly, saying words of miss to each other.

"Why are you waiting here, is there something there, you want to inform me!"

Seeing that the expressions on the faces of the two were a little unnatural, Xiao Tao had already vaguely guessed a few points. It's just that I didn't expect that it would be so troublesome that the two of them would come here and wait in person, after all, whether it is their family background or in the world of cultivators, they are also well-known figures.

"Alas, for the sake of Master Fan's face, we have done our best, let's leave first! After all, in addition to the boss of the Fan family, there were many other people, because of some unpleasant contact with the cultivation circle, they even had a lot of hostility towards us! ”

Mao Bingbing and Zhong Wen had a little wry smile on their faces, and after sighing lightly, they said to Xiao Tao.

The Fan family is not a family of cultivators, but Master Fan coincidentally, when he was a child, he worshiped under the door of a Taoist master and laid a solid foundation for cultivation. It was only later that caught up with the changes of the times, and Master Fan was expelled from the mountain by the sect because of some grievances and mundane things. The basic cultivation of that body has not been completely withdrawn and abolished. Then there was a fate, and I got some lost classics of masters in the arts, and so far on the road of cultivation, I have gradually deepened.

Sure enough, a few familiar cultivators I met on the road had a faint annoyance on their faces, but because they had a lot of scruples, they didn't vent out. Xiao Tao nodded with them, followed Zhong Wen and Mao Bingbing, and pulled Xue Ke'er into the Fan family's ancestral home.

If ordinary people don't have any special talents, it is very difficult to distinguish between cultivators and them. But obviously, these people in the Fan family are not like this, and those cultivators can almost be distinguished by them at a glance. Only those cultivators who have already entered the second great realm can escape their eyes with their extremely high strength and means.

Xiao Tao and Xue Ke'er were very low-key and just reported their surnames, and did not say their full names, after all, when the two young boys and girls saw them for the first time, most of them would regard them as if they were descendants who followed their elders to mourn. And Zhong Wen and Mao Bingbing, who walked in front, are the best people to disturb their sight.

Xiao Jin'er and Master Zhou, as well as Zheng Zhongxiong and Wang Qingyan, these cultivators with all strength and status, were also in the courtyard, chatting politely with several cultivators of the Fan family who had stepped into the cultivation circle. And when some distinguished guests arrive, they will come forward to say a few words.

After all, there are more and more people, and the tempting taste of food has already come from the courtyards next to it. Xiao Tao just nodded to a few of them from a distance, and said hello. Then followed the rest of the people and walked towards the mourning hall to mourn the remains of Master Fan, who sacrificed his life to save his life.

There was no imaginary conflict, even the man and woman of the Fan family who had seen Xiao Tao and Xue Ke'er pretended not to know each other, and bowed to the guests who came and went.

It was already around noon, and Xiao Tao found an opportunity to chat with Master Zhou and Zheng Zhongxiong, and once again expressed his gratitude. Then he was ready to follow their advice, or leave early, so as to avoid being angry with him by the Fan family to "seek revenge".

"Stop, you are Xiao Tao, the savior with great merit?!"

Just when Xiao Tao and Xue Ke'er just walked out of the gate of the big courtyard, the boss of the Fan family didn't know where to come from, and looked at the two standing figures in front of him with a gloomy face, and the chill in his eyes became a little stronger.

"Junior, Xiao Tao, meet Mr. Fan!"

The boss of the Fan family, who is over forty years old, may have been in charge of all the business of the Fan family for a long time, and the wrinkles on his face bear the traces of time that only come after the age of Jiazi.

The boss of the Fan family didn't care about Master Zhou and the others who heard the sound from afar, as well as those relatives of the Fan family who were afraid that they would have a conflict, and walked in front of Xiao Tao step by step, with a coldness in his eyes.

"What are you going to do?"

Xue Ke'er naturally saw the undisguised hostility on the face of the boss of the Fan family, and wanted to stop between the two without fear. She believed that this person, who was a few years older than his father, would not dare to do anything to her as a junior girl at this time, in front of those guests with heads and faces.

Xiao Tao looked at the terrifying Fan family boss with a gloomy face, and pulled Xue Ke'er aside a little. Even if the other party has a dagger weapon in his hand, he can't hurt him at this time, let alone just with his bare hands.

"Why don't you bow down!"

Just like instinct, the boss of the Fan family thought that the boy in front of him should feel guilty, after all, his life was saved by someone, and it was reasonable to bow down.

"He's not worthy!"

As soon as Xiao Tao's words were spoken, the faces of the people next to him changed greatly, only those cultivators had a thoughtful look of understanding on their faces.

"Okay, okay, you should fight!"

The face of the boss of the Fan family became even more ugly, and he stretched out his hand and hit Xiao Tao's chest.

A few people who wanted to stop were stopped by Master Zhou and those from the Fan family, and they didn't think that the two would really fight.

Sure enough, the boss of the Fan family punched Xiao Tao's body straight, but then he didn't move, as if he was blown by a non-lethal breeze, and he didn't look like he was attacked.

However, the boss of the Fan family was still angry, remembering his father's strictness to him when he was a child, the mountain-like reliance, and the hard work of day and night, his face was full of tears, and he reached out and grabbed Xiao Tao's collar, as if he wanted to push him to his knees, and then pull him to the front of the mourning hall to confess and atone for his sins.

Alas! Xiao Tao sighed lightly, folded his hands and recited a few verses, and a golden Buddha light surrounded the figures of the two of them, and it slowly dispersed after a few breaths.

"Let's go!"

Pulling Xue Ke'er, who had not yet come back to his senses, Xiao Tao and the two figures slowly walked into the distance.

"Big brother, are you like this?" "Damn, boy, what's wrong with you?"

Master Zhou and Zheng Zhongxiong had a little wry smile on their faces, and they also saw Xiao Tao's methods, but there was no malice. Stretched out his hand to stop the angry Fan family relatives, and then opened his mouth to explain.

"It's okay, I'm just tired, just help him back and rest for a while!"

The boss of the Fan family still had tears on his face, but his mouth was like saying something in a dream, as if he was talking to someone again. For mobile phone users, please browse M. Reading for a better reading experience.