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Stroking the iron arm covered with a pale golden metallic sheen. Looking in the mirror, there was a dark purple magic pupil. Zhuo Yifan's little heart was beating wildly, and he couldn't stop laughing excitedly.

"The Demon Pupil Iron Arm is a perfect match! It's really amazing! Talent is poor, so what? Talent is such a thing, I've never seen it in my eyes! Look at who will be trampled under your feet in the future!"

Shocked by the past, Zhuo Yifan couldn't help but feel a trace of excitement in his heart.

"The Demon Pupil and the Iron Arm are both evolutionary, as long as you can keep honing them, they will evolve, and I, too, will become stronger!"

There was an incomparably resolute look on the little face that poured out of joy: become stronger! You must become stronger, only by becoming stronger can you enter the blood prison, and only then can you find the man you have always wanted to see since you were sensible.

"If you can successfully obtain the final strength of the Demon Pupil and the Iron Arm, I really don't know how strong I will be...... This matter must not be known to anyone!"

Thinking of this, he clenched his iron fist, knowing very well how much disaster these two things would bring to the Zhuo family if they were to be spread.

The husband is not guilty, but he is guilty.

He understands this truth at a young age.

Bang!

At this moment, the door was suddenly slammed open.

The strong force rushed into the door of the room at once, and the door was torn apart, and the sawdust flew. With the crazy rotation of the domineering orange spiritual power, there was a sound of "click", and the sawdust was directly embedded into the ground.

Immediately afterwards, a domineering and awe-inspiring burly figure suddenly strode in and rushed in, and came to Zhuo Yifan's bed like a roar, and the thin blanket was scraped away by this energy.

"Grandpa......" Zhuo Yifan stared at this domineering old man in a daze. Hurriedly retracted the iron arm.

Zhuo Wentianhuo's appearance made Zhuo Yifan suddenly lose his mind.

"Fan'er, how is it, are you okay?

Zhuo Wentian asked with concern. He stretched out his powerful big hand, starting from Zhuo Yifan's shoulders to check the injury, while poking out the aura to investigate the situation in Zhuo Yifan's body, not letting go of an inch of flesh and skin.

The old man was afraid that his grandson would be missing some parts. took off Zhuo Yifan's underwear with a shot, and even his little brother didn't let go, making Zhuo Yifan's face flush and almost fainting.

The guards standing by the bed secretly laughed one by one, looking at Zhuo Yifan with a provocative look and smiling evilly.

"It's not that I haven't seen it. Well, it's a lot older than when I was a child......" Zhuo Wentian looked at the little brother and involuntarily teased with his hands, Zhuo Yifan stiffened, collapsed directly, and before he came back to his senses, he found that his white pants had been completely ripped off.

"There are so many scars!"

Zhuo Wentian looked at Zhuo Yifan's body, with staggered knife marks. His eyelids jumped suddenly, and his chest suddenly churned with anger. Everyone could clearly feel that a volcano was about to erupt!

"A group of rice buckets!When the young master needed it the most, where did Nima go!" Master Zhuo shouted, and his words were amazing, directly bursting out the mantra that Zhuo Yifan hadn't heard for a long time.

"You can't protect the young master, Nima, what do I want you to do!"

"One by one, I have no energy, I am depressed all day long, how can I support Yifan to ascend to the position of the head of the family? If I don't cheer up, Nima will give me back to eat 10,000 catties!"

The guards shuddered, and they all raised their heads and stood straight. Although this thing can lift your spirits, you can't eat it casually, a fingernail is enough to make a blind bear go into heat for seven days and seven nights.

Zhuo Wentian's Hedong lion's roar spread almost throughout the entire courtyard of the Zhuo family, and the ground shook. Constant foul language.

These guards have just been scolded along the way, and none of the eighteenth generations of ancestors who have been scolded by Zhuo Wentian have ended well, and he thought that his anger had subsided. I didn't expect the moment I saw this precious grandson, it broke out again.

The guards were very aggrieved, and their heads drooped, thinking that if they hadn't gone out to find Zhuo Yifan last night, they wouldn't have been scattered and the care was not good.

"Hmph, you guys, just outside in the courtyard, make me a thousand ...... each No! 10,000 push-ups! Don't get me up until you're done! Get out of here!"

I just left for a moment and a half, and such a big thing happened. His son did not come out of the bloody prison, and his grandson was his last hope. It is also the hope of the Zhuo family in the future! He is the flower of the family, how can the flower be bullied so badly!

Nima's Zhuo Wen Battle, Lao Tzu looks so easy to bully? I see that you are my younger brother, and I have been letting you, and you are so presumptuous, bullying the small with the big, bullying my good grandson!

Zhuo Wentian completely sprinkled this anger on Zhuo Wenzhan, this time I am afraid, a big war is inevitable.

"Grandpa...... I'm fine, it's just a little skin injury......" Zhuo Yifan comforted.

Usually he is ridiculed by others, but Zhuo Wentian can't bear it anymore. This scuffle directly became the fuse of the big war, and he knew that the bitter relationship between these two old men would break out completely because of this incident!

"Skin trauma! Grandma's, skin trauma is not an injury? That old horseman, called so many thugs......

Zhuo Wentianhu's eyes flashed, as if he realized something, and a little surprise jumped in his eyes: "The group of people who came to beat you this time seems to have only survived three or four, and they are already crippled." The rest...... You killed it too?"

Zhuo Yifan smiled lightly and nodded noncommittally, he usually doesn't kill people, but with his personality of "retribution, tooth for tooth". Someone provokes himself, of course he won't let it go!

"Hahaha!

Zhuo Wentian's eyes suddenly fluctuated, he grabbed Zhuo Yifan's hand and probed it, and his angry face suddenly smiled.

"Okay! It's worthy of my Zhuo Wentian's grandson, and he actually completed his body refining so quickly! No wonder those miscellaneous people can't beat you, it's because they have no eyes. ”

Zhuo Wentian immediately laughed, full of relief and joy, "Heavenly Machine! Heavenly Machine! This time the Gate of Blood Hell came, and Zhuo Fei, the little bastard, was injured, and Zhuo Wenzhan, this old bastard, must have gone crazy." Hahaha, Fan'er, this is an opportunity! Great opportunity! This time, the quota of the Blood Hell Gate is none other than you!"

Zhuo Wentian didn't care about how Zhuo Yifan had improved his realm in just a few days, he only knew that his grandson had become stronger again! What kind of bullshit soul quality, this is a bird, his grandson is a genius among geniuses!

"The number of places in the Blood Prison Gate has not yet been decided......!" You can't help but think too well, right?"

As the grandfather and grandson laughed, an extremely discordant voice was heard.

Boom! A powerful momentum shot out from outside the door, all aimed at Zhuo Yifan, as if he was going to kill him with one blow.

Hum!

In an instant, Zhuo Wentian sneered, and the vast momentum formed an incomparably strong light curtain, blocking the power.

He looked at the middle-aged man with his eyebrows connected and a little blessed, and his anger roared out.

The only person who dares to attack his precious grandson directly as soon as they meet is Zhuo Wenzhan, an old bastard!

"Zhuo Wenzhan, the old man is just about to look for you, Nima's, don't you look at what my grandson has become. ”

Zhuo Wentian's words just angered Zhuo Wenzhan, and a momentum of not admitting defeat rushed out: "Zhuo Wentian! What are you arrogant! Beat my Fei'er like this, kill so many of my people, you must give me an explanation! Either you hand over this little rabbit cub, or you will abolish his cultivation, or let Zhuo Fei inherit the position of the head of the family, you can choose one yourself!"

"Phew!" Zhuo Wentian stepped forward, spitting Xingzi almost spraying him to death,

"Nima, old bastard, let Nima shit! Why don't you say that you sent someone to kill my precious grandson? I haven't asked you for compensation yet! I sue you, I want the position of head of the family! I want the place of blood hell gate!"

He pointed at Zhuo Wenzhan, and the anger that erupted could scorch him: "You old bastard, hurry up and hand over the other half of Baoyu and then hurry up and get out of my ball!"

"You...... Don't you think about it!"

Zhuo Wenzhan was taken aback, and was stunned for a moment: "Zhuo Wentian, you treacherous old thing, you are still protecting this little beast! I have three chapters of the law with you, and no one can do anything before the coming-of-age ceremony elects the position of the head of the family!"

"Hmm, little brute, are you scolding me old brute?"

Zhuo Wentian stubbornly protected Zhuo Yifan behind him: "Zhuo Wenzhan, you are pointing at Sang and scolding Huai! Nima, is there something wrong with your brain, who is treacherous? Nima shouted that so many people are bullying my grandson, and his skills are not as good as those injured and killed, who is to blame?"

The two quarreled, and Zhuo Yifan couldn't interject at all. Seeing that the smell of gunpowder was getting stronger and stronger, this Zhuo Wenzhan's eyes flickered, flashing a little evil expression, and a trick was brewing in his heart, and his momentum was suddenly greatly reduced.

He smiled hehe, almost flatteringly, and said to Zhuo Wentian:

"Don't mind, don't be angry, brother...... It's the old brother who is too abrupt. It's all a misunderstanding......"

Zhuo Wentian snorted angrily, glancing at this treacherous and cunning thing, "Bullshit misunderstanding! Zhuo Wenzhan, what the hell do you want to do?"

"Don't be angry, listen......

A haze appeared on Zhuo Wenzhan's face, as cunning as a fox, "Fei'er's skills are not as good as others, and I don't have anything to say about brother." It's just that this time the 'Blood Hell Gate' came too abruptly. What do you think of him...... Do you have the ability to go to Bloody Hell? It's a waste of resources......."

"Hmph! You don't have to worry about this! Just hand over the other half of the treasure jade to me!" Zhuo Wentian refused to give in at all.

The treasure jade in their mouths is actually a heaven and earth spirit stone that can strengthen their physique, and it was originally intended to be used as a tribute for the next time they entered the Blood Hell Gate, in exchange for the qualification to enter the gate. It's just that the Zhuo family is now divided into two factions, and this spirit stone has been divided into two halves.

Therefore, to enter the gate of the blood hell, it is very important to pay tribute. If it was half a spirit stone, it would not be able to impress the door god at all.

"Baoyu, that's easy to say!"

Zhuo Wenzhan nodded. He took out a half-moon-shaped stone from his bosom, which was dotted with stars, surging spiritual power, and obscure and strange lines spread throughout his body, shining brightly.

This is the spirit stone that was divided into two pieces, and Zhuo Wenzhan was afraid of being stolen, so he kept it on his body all the time.

"What the hell are you playing? ”

Zhuo Wentian saw that Zhuo Wenzhan's attitude had taken a 180-degree turn, but he was suspicious.

"As long as Zhuo Yifan can go through a round under the old man and go to the blood prison, the old man will naturally have nothing to say. ”

"Nima, what are you kidding!" Zhuo Wentian exclaimed suddenly.

"Then there is no way? Huh...... It's a pity, it's a pity......"

Zhuo Wenzhan shrugged his shoulders cunningly, now that Zhuo Fei is injured, he can't go to the gate of the blood prison. He expected that Zhuo Wentian would not hand over his grandson. The dominance was completely in his hands, and when he saw Zhuo Wentian's convulsive face, he exclaimed in his heart.

Zhuo Wentian's anger was right, the more comfortable he was. He is such a person, treacherous and ruthless.

At this moment, Zhuo Yifan suddenly turned over and jumped off the bed, he was wearing only a pair of underwear, dark skin, a well-proportioned figure, and the scars on his body added to the style, releasing a faint domineering.

"I accept!"

Zhuo Wenzhan was about to leave, but he didn't know that a very small, but extremely shocking voice sounded behind him.

"You accept?"

"The second master has this kindness, how can I not accept it? Yifan is still afraid that the second master will not dare to agree to this gambling fight!"

The corners of Zhuo Yifan's mouth grinned, and a bit of evil aura flashed in his dark eyes.

Hearing this, Zhuo Wenzhan's footsteps stopped abruptly, and a trace of evil and danger appeared on the face of the old man of the national character......

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