Chapter 33: On the Flying Sword

Ye Bufan did what he said, and quickly walked over with a pitch-black bowl, and he was also carrying a broken wooden stick.

"Big brother of the helper...... This is really treating myself as a beggar, no matter when the original intention is still the same, this is treating my beggar gang as a real home!"

Although his black hair was thick, his hair was disheveled, and although his face was delicate, his clothes were tattered, and even though he was strong and strong, his dress gave people a very poor feeling. In addition, he is on crutches in his left hand and a black bowl in his right hand.

"The Ye Gang Master is really born a strange person, with an extraordinary mind, and he does not forget his original heart, which is admirable. The white-haired old man gently stroked his gray beard, and sighed against his will.

"Even though I soar into the clouds, climb to the top, look at the world, and be invincible in the world, I ...... Still the original intention, in this life, I started from a beggar, beggar, is my root, Aoba City beggar gang, is my root!"

Ye Bufan's expression was serious, his eyes were bright, he directly ignored Bai Buqi, looked at a group of beggars, and said seriously. Although the voice is not loud, it has a kind of magic in everyone's ears, sonorous and powerful, and everyone is almost moved to tears.

"Long live the gang leader, swear to the death!"

The only thing everyone could do was to be moved to red eyes, and then pulled out the strength to eat milk and shouted loudly, at this moment, they worked together as one, although there were only a dozen people in the beggar gang, but the whole people were twisted into a rope.

"Brothers, take care of your homeland, I will go back as soon as I go. No matter how long the night is, it will eventually be dispelled by the light, and as long as the blood is still there, the dream will never stop. Ladies and gentlemen, when I return, we will write a legend through the ages and shape an immortal chapter together!"

Ye Bufan's eyes were a little cloudy, in those years, the brothers and sisters who lived and died with him had long since returned to dust, and in the end, he was the only one left. Today, he once again said what he said back then, but it was only the end of this life...... Destined to be different!

After speaking, Ye Bufan gestured to everyone not to be excited, not to speak, leaning on the "crutches", slowly turning around, and then nodded at Bai Buqi, and said, "Elder Bai, please, let me take a look at your sword technique." ”

"Good!"

A different color flashed in Bai Buqi's eyes, and with a slight wave of his big sleeve, the palm-sized silver flying sword rose in the wind, directly becoming four feet long and one foot wide.

"Big brother, please wait!"

The fourteenth sister suddenly remembered something, took out a small dilapidated wooden box from the corner of the wall, took out a black robe from it, and then handed it to Ye Bufan, lowered her head like a mosquito buzzing, and said weakly: "Big brother, this is the clothes that everyone bought for you." ”

Unexpectedly, Hu Da suddenly glared at him and said loudly: "Big brother, this is the fourteenth sister who spent all her savings to buy cloth, and spent another night making it herself. ”

"Brother Hu, you ......" The fourteenth sister's face turned red, and she glared at Hu Da with resentment, and she defended weakly, "He is talking nonsense." ”

"Thank you, little sister. ”

Ye Bufan gently took the long shirt, left the room with a shake of his body, a gust of wind blew, Ye Bufan had changed his clothes and stood at the door. The black caftan is so fitted that it is simply tailor-made.

Thick black hair, delicate face, deep black eyes, tall body, decent long shirt...... At this moment, Ye Bufan had a powerful aura, and he stood there quietly, which made people feel the urge to bow and worship.

"Big Brother ...... Helper"

The beggar gang looked fanatical, for this gang leader, admired to the point of throwing themselves to the ground, they lacked words, and didn't know what words to use to describe Ye Bufan at this moment, only looked at him feverishly, and Ye Bufan's image was engraved in the deepest part of his soul.

"Good boy. ”

The corners of Bai Buqi's eyes twitched slightly, although he felt that Ye Bufan was a little pretending, but a trace of vicissitudes unintentionally revealed in Ye Bufan's eyes made his heart tremble, what kind of person is this, there is always a veil of mystery.

"Let's go. ”

Ye Bufan walked behind the big sword with a broken bowl and said softly.

"Gang Master Ye, if you are scared later, you can grab the old man's shoulder. Bai Buqi kindly suggested.

"Elder Bai just needs to fly with all his might, and don't think about me. Ye Bufan's expression was calm, "I was a master of playing swords when I was a child. ”

"Okay. ”

Bai Buqi was a little speechless, a master of playing swords when he was a child?hehe, the children's things dare to be compared with the monk's flying sword, the leader of this beggar gang is really a strange person with "great wisdom".

"Whew!"

Bai Buqi had the intention to play Ye Bufan's embarrassment, and with a thought, the flying sword under his feet accelerated violently into the sky, rushing into the sky at a forty-five degree angle, rising into the air at a rapid speed, and finally hanging high above the white clouds, and falling from the sky with a bang, flying towards a black spot in the town below.

"It's a feeling of nostalgia...... Ye Bufan said in his heart, the wind was whistling in his ears, he looked at the clouds and clouds, and once again remembered the time back then.

"This person, this person, this person...... His grandfather's, is this still a human? Isn't this a human? A great demon who has cultivated to a high level of profundity?"

Bai Buqi, who was in control of the flying sword, was more and more frightened, although he didn't look back, his eyes were about to pop out. How can anyone be so calm and balanced when they sit on a flying sword for the first time?

It's just that when the monks just controlled the flying sword, most of them were full of tricks, you Ye Bufan is just a mortal, why are you so calm, so against the sky, you are more like an old driver than me, are you a demon?

"Elder Bai, hurry up, after meeting Miss Fang, I still have important things to do. Ye Bufan stuffed the broken bowl into his arms, holding the wooden stick in both hands, and stood calmly at the end of the flying sword.

"Good!"

Bai Buqi moved, gestured with both hands, and the flying sword under his body accelerated violently, accompanied by the sound of whirring wind and sharp sound of breaking the air in his ears, and in a few breaths, the flying sword was already suspended in front of the door of a large mansion.

"Ah, Elder Bai is back! Miss is waiting for you in the garden. The doorman saw that the person who came was white, and the tension on his face was immediately swept away, and he said respectfully.

"I'll go. ”

Bai Buqi got off the flying sword, Ye Bufan also walked down, he casually looked at the vermilion gate and the plaque with gilt characters written on it, and took out the black bowl again. With a black stick in one hand and a black bowl in the other, he is wearing a black shirt, which looks a little funny.

"Elder Bai brought back a guy who asked for food?"

The doorman rubbed his eyes vigorously, his face was confused, and the whole person was a little bad.