Chapter 902: You're Not Dead

I don't know how long it took, Zhuo Yifan felt that he was noisy around him, as if someone was shouting and selling something. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"Come and see! The magic weapons of the people of the rivers and lakes are boundless in power and will always be safe!"

"Really, fake, does it work?"

"How much?"

......

Listening to them speak loudly, Zhuo Yifan's head felt buzzing, and the sound was like a blunt knife, cutting on his body.

Zhuo Yifan opened his eyes in a trance, but found that he was lying on the side of the road, and many people were surrounding him.

He struggled to sit up, only to realize that the people around him were not looking at him, but at the person standing next to him, as if he was selling something.

"Childe, are you awake?" the man asked, turning his head.

Zhuo Yifan looked up and found that the speaker was the person he had just come to the Belvedere Bazaar and asked him about the magic weapon of Sword Casting Villa.

"Why are you?" Zhuo Yifan said in surprise.

"Of course it's me, I'm shouting at the magic weapons of my people in the rivers and lakes, and you came to me, but you fell straight down. Fortunately, I was in a hurry to pinch you, and you were able to breathe, but you didn't wake up yet, and you fell asleep again. ”

Zhuo Yifan looked at his eyes suspiciously, and saw that he was indeed serious, and there was no sign of lying.

This situation made him feel suspicious, and he didn't know if what he had just experienced was what happened in his head after he fainted, or what really happened.

Zhuo Yifan stood up and staggered forward, without any energy.

"Childe, your horse!" the man shouted again.

Zhuo Yifan realized that the horse had not been taken away, so he turned back to lead the horse.

Zhuo Yifan led the horse on the road, and the whole state was like a world away, he only felt that this state was very wonderful, muddy, and confused.

When he came to Belvedere this time, he only figured out one thing, that is, Steward Mei did not come to the Conjuring Spirits to ask for the magic weapon, so the two strange skulls in front of Zhuo Jian Villa were not from the Conjuring Spirits, where they came from, and whose heads they were, he didn't know.

However, there is an ominous premonition that haunts him from time to time, and this premonition has a lot to do with his cousin Zhuo Yi, although he does not believe that Zhuo Yi will kill his uncle and aunt, or even his own father and mother, for the sake of the position of the owner.

However, Zhuo Yifan thought in a blink of an eye that if Duan Yifeng's statement was true, Zhuo Yi would even kill his grandfather, and what else could he not do, even if he was not his grandfather.

At this moment, Zhuo Yifan couldn't wait to rush to Zhuo Jian Villa, asking Zhuo Yi if he had participated in the killing of his grandfather Mu Liangsheng, and asking why Steward Mei lied that the two skulls were invited from the conjuring of Belvedere?

His mind was full of endless mysteries, and Zhuo Yifan ran towards Zhuo Jian Villa quickly despite his physical and mental exhaustion. Along the way, he didn't want to presuppose what might happen, he just wanted to know the truth.

After a long night gallop, Zhuo Yifan finally arrived at Zhuo Jian Villa.

When he came to the door, the first thing that caught his eye was the two skulls, Zhuo Yifan stared at them and experienced them with his heart.

He saw that their eye sockets had been almost completely cracked by the burning of the stony water, their skulls seemed to shrink a little, and their expressions had become fierce. It's just that as the gaze time lengthened, Zhuo Yifan saw that they became sad and aggrieved, and even seemed to be crying, and the strange feeling of the past hit his heart again.

He couldn't wait any longer at the moment, and rushed into Zhuo Jian Villa.

Looking at the mud on Zhuo Yifan's body and the appearance of his cloak, everyone was surprised. Soon the news of his return spread throughout Zhuojian Villa.

Zhuo Yi saw Zhuo Yifan come back unscathed, and he was terrified in his heart, he knew that Zhuo Yifan knew his true attitude towards him, that is, not to stay in the villa, it was better to die outside, and not to pose a threat to his position as the owner of the village.

And Zhuo Yifan already had the blood-drinking sword in his hand at this time, and Zhuo Yi was naturally very afraid.

"Yifan, you...... You're not dead, are you?" said Zhuo Yi.

"Did you think I was dead for a long time?" Zhuo Yifan said expressionlessly.

"No...... No, didn't you and Duan Yifeng go to Qi Huaishan to settle accounts last time, I don't think you can beat them, it seems that Qi Huaishan has been killed by you, right?" Zhuo Yi said with low eyebrows.

"Yes, he was indeed killed by me!"

Zhuo Yi's nervous face lightened slightly, and his pale face began to turn bloody, as if relieved.

"I'll just say, Qi Huaishan is a bad guy and killed his grandfather, and now you kill him, and my grandfather's great revenge has finally been avenged, and I think my grandfather's spirit in the sky should be able to rest in peace. Zhuo Yi said with relief again.

Zhuo Yifan looked at him, still with a lukewarm face, and even had some disdain on his face.

"Not only is Qi Huaishan dead, but Duan Yifeng is also dead!" Zhuo Yifan said as he looked at Zhuo Yi's eyes.

Zhuo Yi's eyes lit up after hearing this, and he was overjoyed and said, "Really, is Duan Yifeng really dead?"

Zhuo Yifan nodded at it, and his eyes did not leave Zhuo Yi's eyes for a moment.

"Duan Yifeng is also a bad person, he has bullied you many times, you deserve to kill him......! Is that Duan Zixiong dead?" Zhuo Yi asked again.

"Nope!"

"What? No, why don't you kill him with him, leaving him behind is a curse!" Zhuo Yi said in shock.

Zhuo Yifan smiled faintly and said, "His life is a bane for you!"

"You...... What do you mean?" said Zhuo Yi nervously.

"If he doesn't die, he may reveal the scandal of your participation in the murder of your grandfather!" Zhuo Yifan said hatefully.

"Ahh

The families and apprentices of the surrounding Zhuojian Villa shouted out in surprise, especially the few remaining Zhuojian Villas before they were washed in blood.

"You...... What are you talking about, how could I have participated in the murder of my grandfather!" Zhuo Yi said nervously.

"Don't pretend! Duan Yifeng had already told him about your involvement in killing your grandfather before he died!" Zhuo Yifan said.

"He's a bloody mouth, and he wants to drive a wedge between you and my brother before he dies, which shows that he is extremely vicious! Don't be fooled!" Zhuo Yi shouted, feeling like he was about to cry.

Zhuo Yifan snorted, looked at Zhuo Yi's performance contemptuously, and said, "You don't admit it, that Duan Zixiong is still alive, we can go and ask him, he is also involved in this matter!"

After Zhuo Yi heard this, his body couldn't help but tremble, and he staggered and sat on the ground.

"Yifan, I...... I also had to do it, this position of owner is too important to me, and I have to ...... in order to get it."

"Have to kill grandpa?" Zhuo Yifan roared.

"If I don't kill him, you will have an absolute backer, and I will not be able to fight you, so I have to be ruthless!" Zhuo Yi said with a crying voice.