This figure is Zhuang Bifan!

Ever since I saw Xiong Gang, a miscellaneous servant who often refused to accept and strangled himself;

Zhuang Bifan was frightened and ran back to the sect desperately.

He first went to Liu Shenfeng for help and told the matter as it was.

On weekdays, Zhuang Bifan does not "respect" this young man Liu.

Liu Shenfeng naturally patted his chest, and he wanted to take care of this miscellaneous service for him under the pretext of a charter ticket.

But who would have thought that such a "simple" thing would end dismally in the public.

Liu Shenfeng has now become a half-crippled person, shouting in bed all day long to wait for Xiang Zhiyun to come back, and he often refuses to accept it ten times.

Zhuang Bifan was stunned and helpless, but did not give up the idea of revenge.

The biggest difference between him and other outer disciples is that he is good at playing some intrigues.

He has also brazenly regarded himself as a "wise general" many times.

This time, he even thought of a clever plan!

It is expected that today, Chen Mo will come to the Tibetan Martial Pavilion to select martial arts.

Therefore, he rushed to the Zangwu Pavilion early and found Elder Feng, who was in charge of the borrowing of the disciples of the Seventh Peak Outer Sect.

"Elder Feng, today are you bothering to take care of the borrowing of our seventh peak?" Zhuang Bifan looked flattering.

"Oh, it's Zhuang Gongzi, it's rare!

I've heard that you're no longer interested in martial arts, and you're concentrating on your whisker and horse skills!"

Elder Feng said with a disdainful expression.

This Zhuang Bifan bullied the soft and was afraid of the hard, and his temperament of seeing the wind and making the rudder had long been notorious.

Zhuang Bifan smiled cheekily "hehe".

"Elder Feng, don't make fun of me, don't believe those rumors that slander me. ”

"Tell me, what kind of conspiracy are you having?" Elder Feng asked bluntly.

"Old man, I've always treated you like my own uncle!

This...... I won't hide it from you this time!

We have a man named Chen Mo in the seventh peak, do you know?"

Zhuang Bifan gradually got to the point.

"Chen Mo, is that the idiot who only broke through to the fifth level of the Body Refining Realm last month?" Elder Feng asked with a frown.

"Yes, yes, yes, it's him, or your old man has a good memory. ”

"Don't talk to me stinky fart, talk quickly if you have something to say. ”

"It's true that this Chen Mo is a fool, but this guy has a handyman, and his strange rise in the past few days has also injured Liu Shenfeng!

We all suspect that it was this handyman who stole the superior martial arts that Chen Mo borrowed!

Therefore, this time, I beg you, old man, not to lend books to those surnamed Chen, so as not to help the ...... abuse."

Zhuang Bifan finally explained the reason.

"Joke, it's a big joke! Your eldest son, Zhuang Gongzi, in order to suppress a miscellaneous servant, went to the Zangwu Pavilion to make a small move!

If you still want to be shameless, you are not afraid that this matter will spread out, and you will not have the face to see people in the future?"

Elder Feng's face sank.

"How much is a pound of face? I don't want to kill that handyman, I won't have a chance to have a face in the future. ”

Zhuang Bifan explained.

"No, let me do something illegal, I can't do it! I have no reason not to lend Chen Mo the martial arts he wants.

This is my duty! Dereliction of duty, I will be expelled from the sect. Elder Feng flatly refused.

Zhuang Bifan had long expected that Elder Feng would not give in, so he naturally came prepared.

He made sure that there was no one else around, and quietly pulled a delicate porcelain vase from the sleeve of his robe.

Immediately, he stuffed the porcelain vase into Elder Feng's hand, and whispered at the same time: "Old man, do you want to see if this is the 'Rejuvenation Qi Yang Yuan Pill' that you have always wanted?"

When Elder Feng heard the words "Hui Qi Yang Yuan Dan", a subtle excitement suddenly surged on his face, which was as heavy as water.

"Zhuang Gongzi is really painstaking, but the old man still can't agree.

This matter is related to a matter of principle, once the matter is revealed, the old decay will not be able to gain a foothold in the sect. ”

Elder Feng hesitated for a moment, but still resolutely refused.

Seeing Elder Feng's brief hesitation, Zhuang Bifan smiled proudly.

Then he approached again and whispered: "Old man, this "Huiqi Yang Yuan Dan" is only counted as a deposit, and after the matter is completed, the juniors will give two more!"

I know that you are an old man, experienced and experienced, and you must have a proper way to deal with this matter!"

After speaking, Zhuang Bifan quietly continued to observe the changes in Elder Feng's expression......

"This ......," Elder Feng pondered.

Turning his head, he slowly looked at Zhuang Bifan, sighed, and said, "Okay! Seeing that your kid is quite well-behaved on weekdays, this time he is so sincere, how can the old man not be moved!

"The junior dared to ask you, what are you going to do with this matter?"

"What's the matter, are you still worried that I won't keep my word?" said Elder Feng, quickly tugging the porcelain vase into his arms.

"How dare the juniors? The juniors just want to learn from the long run. ”

"Then you just keep your mouth shut, hide it, and see how the old man responds to it later. ”

Elder Feng flicked his sleeves at the screen behind him and said.

Zhuang Bifan comprehended, held his breath, and hid behind the screen.

The disciples of the seventh peak who came to the Tibetan Martial Pavilion to borrow martial arts have all arrived one after another.

In order, the disciples entered the Tibetan Martial Arts Pavilion and began to look for their favorite martial arts classics.

Chen Mo was absentmindedly rummaging, secretly praying in his heart, hoping that Chang would find a suitable martial art and leave quickly.

Don't cause yourself any trouble here.

I can't settle down, and I'm in a hurry to go home, and the two anxious moods are intertwined;

Let him be like an ant on a hot pan, restless.

"Pop", a warm and peaceful palm slapped on Chen Mo's shoulder.

"Who, what are you doing?" Chen Mo, who was in a high degree of nervousness, was frightened.

"What's the matter, Chen Gongzi, you seem to have something on your mind!" An old but ruddy face was reflected in Chen Mo's eyes.

"Yes...... It's Elder Feng!" Chen Mo hurriedly put down the book in his hand and bowed.

"Chen Gongzi, the old man seems to have something on his mind when he sees you, and he can't calm down and choose a martial art......"

As Elder Feng spoke, he looked curiously at Chang Unconvinced, who was silent.

But seeing this miscellaneous servant, he was very serious, and repeatedly selected and considered several martial arts classics in his hand.

I don't know, I thought he was here to choose martial arts, and Chen Mo was obviously here to play soy sauce.

"Interesting, this handyman is indeed a bit interesting!" Elder Feng said secretly in his heart.

"Elder Feng, the disciple does have some important matters, so he can't calm down and choose martial arts. ”

Chen Mo told the truth, and even more hoped that Elder Feng would drive him away, so that he could get off the donkey down the slope and go home immediately.

"Chen Gongzi, since you are in such a hurry, you can't choose a suitable martial art for a while;

It's better to take a look at this martial art, the old man believes that it must be the most suitable for Chen Gongzi......"