As soon as he died without a face, Yiluan Sifu and Tianliangli Ya were relieved.

However, Yan returned and did not make a big deal about who killed Faceless, and only a few people in the Yiluan Division Mansion knew that Faceless's death had something to do with Zhou Fan.

But after all, it was Zhou Fan's 'elders' who killed him, and Yan returned to give Zhou Fan credit for killing Faceless, which made Zhou Fan get a lot of points.

It's a pity that the classics or elixir artifacts of the Treasure Pavilion of the Yiluan Sifu are still too far behind compared to the quality of the Gray River space.

Zhou Fan went there once, and he was a little disdainful, but he used his points to select several talismans of good quality.

As soon as Father-in-law Ao came back from outside, he learned about Faceless from his loyal staff, and when he heard that the credit for Faceless's death was credited to Zhou Fan, he just raised his eyebrows.

"Yan is returning to praise that Zhou Fan's position, hold it, the higher you hold it, the heavier you fall. Grandpa Ao raised his eyebrows and said disdainfully.

Wrinkle Shen is in retreat to practice divine skills, as long as Wrinkle Shen Divine Skills are first completed, then he will let Wrinkle Shen join the Tianliang Li Yi Luan Division.

How can Zhou Fan compare to deep wrinkles?

However, Grandpa Ao's face soon showed a tangled look again, and he didn't want Zhou Fan to be wrinkled so quickly.

The stinky boy with deep wrinkles has a very stubborn personality, and Father-in-law Ao is about to break his mouth, but he still can't persuade him, he really made a grand wish to defeat Zhou Fan in a dignified manner......

Thinking of this, Grandpa Ao sighed, such a good seedling, but why is his brain not bright?

As long as you think that you can realize your ambition and don't realize it, you will no longer be able to make an inch of progress in your cultivation.

So it's not okay to drag it out.

He thought about it and thought about it, but he still thought it was over...... Anyway, there are two more ambitions in the back, even if it is a waste.

......

Zhou Fan appeared on the boat, he didn't see Rouge's figure, he tried to call a few words, but Rouge didn't appear.

Zhou Fan didn't call Rouge again, in fact, he knew in his heart that if he said that he wanted to fish, Rouge would probably be forced out by the boat.

At that time, this woman is dissatisfied, maybe there will be some kind of moth, and if she wants to find her in the future, she can't refuse, but if she wants to trade anything with her, she is afraid that she will not pay attention to herself.

If he kills Faceless, he should be able to accumulate eight large gray worms.

But he has been steadily fighting against the middle realm, familiar with the existing five of the Purple Gold Eight Grades, and there are still two Blood Dragon Pills that he has not taken, and he is not in a hurry to fish.

Those big gray worms are still stored and used again in the impact velocity section, and the gray worms needed in the velocity section will probably be a large number.

There are two Blood Dragon Pills, and it won't be long before he wants to step into the high level of fighting.

Zhou Fan didn't think about these trivial matters anymore, but began to practice the sword technique seriously.

Time passed in a hurry, Zhou Fan had joined Yiluan Division for more than half a month, and the time for his vacation was getting closer and closer.

As soon as he thought that he would be able to return to the Burning Valley to see his father and mother Xiaoliu and them, Zhou Fan showed a faint smile on his face, and people who don't go out will never know that a person cares about his family.

"Hey, what are you smirking at?" Li Jiujiu's loud and rough voice came from the side.

Zhou Fan glanced at the sallow partner, "It's normal for me to laugh, not a smirk." ”

"What do you think I'm doing?" Li Jiujiu grinned and gave a very silly smirk.

"Smirk. Zhou Fan commented.

"Your smile was even more silly than mine. Li Jiujiu said with a smile.

Zhou Fan couldn't help laughing.

The two of them are now sitting in the side hall waiting for the task, and the Tianliang City has become quite calm after the faceless death in the past few days.

But soon someone walked in quickly, this time it was not the usual small official, but the monk Yuanhui.

"Zhou Fan, Li Jiujiu, you come with the poor monks. Monk Yuanhui had a gloomy face as usual, but his hurried voice could tell that he was impatient.

Zhou Fan and the others showed surprise on their faces, and the two immediately stood up and followed behind Monk Yuanhui.

Monk Yuanhui took Zhou Fan and the two of them out of the Yiluan Sifu and headed in the direction of South Street.

Compared to North Street, South Street is much more deserted, with patrol camps on the east side of South Street and Tianliang Market on the west side of South Street.

In the bazaar, there are a large number of shops, rice shops, pawnshops, tooth shops, pharmacies, blacksmith shops, cloth villages, etc., adjacent to the bazaar, and not like the population of the North Street, the South Street is naturally deserted.

Monk Yuanhui walked in front, leaving South Street and walking towards the market.

"Master Yuanhui, what kind of weirdness are we going to deal with?" Zhou Fan couldn't help but ask.

This is the first time that Zhou Fan and the two have acted together with a Si'an envoy.

"It's not weird, it's human. Monk Yuanhui said in a deep voice.

Person?

Zhou Fan and Li Jiujiu looked at each other, generally speaking, the affairs related to people in the city, even if they were martial artists, would be handled by the Tianliang Li Ya, and Yiluan Si rarely interfered.

Who will be the one who will let the Lord of the Four Security Envoys of the Yiluan Division deal with?

As soon as Fang Yi stepped into the Tianliang Market, all he could hear in his ears was the noise, which was the most densely populated area of Tianliang City during the day.

Most of the big merchants, merchants, and warriors who went to the wilderness to venture out to make money in Tianliang City also gathered here.

Zhou Fan and Li Jiujiu had come here to deal with strange monsters, and they were quite familiar with this area.

The two of them followed in the footsteps of Monk Yuanhui and soon arrived in the central area.

There are a lot fewer people here, and all the shops in the central area are shops selling rare things such as gold, silver, and rare minerals.

There is also a stage set up in the central area, and there will be troupes performing on the stage every day, most of which are talented and beautiful women, or folk weird stories.

Zhou Fan and Li Jiujiu came to see it a few times, but Zhou Fan didn't appreciate these things, so he rarely came.

Most of the troupes on the stage are paid for by businessmen from Tianliang City, or invited from other places.

Before singing, the opera troupe usually sings about the merchants who paid the money and the shops opened by the merchants, which can be regarded as a form of propaganda in this world.

Therefore, the stage will be sought after by businessmen every year, and this one can't wait to give money to the stage after singing.

The singing generally begins in the afternoon and ends in the evening.

Sometimes the people in the city come to watch the drama when they have nothing to do.

It's just that today is a little unusual, obviously in the morning, a lot of people have gathered on the side of the stage to watch the excitement.

There was a monk sitting cross-legged on the stage.

The monk looked to be in his forties, dressed in a brand-new kapok robe, with a resolute face, broad lips, and slightly closed eyes.

The people gathered on the stage seemed quiet, and only occasionally a small murmur could be heard from the crowd.

Some of the pious ones had even fallen to their knees and bowed down to the monk.

The monk opened his eyes, and he looked at Zhou Fan and the others, and he looked at Monk Yuanhui.

But he quickly looked away.