Now that the blood-drinking sword is in hand, Zhuo Yifan really wants to keep it by his side, after all, he is no longer what he used to be, and he is no longer the weak boy who is kneaded by others. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

But he also understands that there are people outside the sky, although he has improved a lot compared to before, but compared with those masters of the rivers and lakes, the gap is still too big, and he can't give up the blood-drinking sword that he finally found to others.

So he took the Blood Drinking Sword to a secret location in Zhuo Jian Villa and hid it. He wanted to pretend that he had just come back the next day to see if he could stay in the villa, he needed to recuperate.

Zhuo Yifan sneaked into his room and fell asleep. Although he hadn't slept in his bed for a long time, the contents were still familiar, and he guessed that someone should clean his room often, and take out the quilt to dry often, otherwise the things on the bed would not smell of sunlight.

He lay in his bed and soon entered the dream.

The next day, he didn't get up early, because he knew that no one would come to disturb him at this point in time, a long-vacant house, if it was taken care of, only occasionally.

Soon, there was a bustling sound outside, and the merchants who came from all over the world to buy and cast swords came to line up to buy swords very early, and from time to time some people shouted to buy swords, which was more lively than the ordinary bazaar.

Zhuo Yifan found his previous clothes, changed the bloody clothes on his body, and then hid them from being discovered, and after dressing up, he went out and blended in the crowd.

He walked towards Wu An's location again, following behind the crowd on the inner and outer three floors.

At this time, Wu An was very busy, he looked up from time to time to see how many people were still in line, and when he looked forward, he was stunned.

"Young Master, is it you?" Wu An's face was full of surprise, and then he shouted excitedly.

"The young master is back, the young master is back!"

As Zhuo Yifan's little follower, Wu Anke grew up with Zhuo Yifan, although he is just a subordinate, but he has a very good relationship with Zhuo Yifan.

The last time Zhuo Yifan was kicked out by Zhuo Yi, Wu An always looked at Zhuo Yi unpleasantly, and wanted his young master to stay, but he was soft-spoken and couldn't help Zhuo Yifan. Since then, Wu An has been very unpleasant in Zhuo Yi's eyes, although he has also entrusted him with important tasks, but he does not fully believe in him, and he still pinches him from time to time.

"Young Master, is it you? is it really you?" Wu An cried, his choked voice making him unable to control his emotions.

"It's me, of course it's me. You're such a big kid, are you embarrassed to cry?" Zhuo Yifan said speechlessly.

"Haven't people seen you for a long time, I heard them say that you were captured by several major sects, those people are very vicious, everyone thinks that you were ...... by them" Wu An sobbed again.

"You kid can't expect me to be good, is there anything like you?" Zhuo Yifan said angrily.

"No, of course I hope you're well, but I haven't seen you for a long time, I really thought you were ...... by them" Wu An said excitedly.

"Your young master, I am blessed with a great life, how can I be killed by them so easily?" Zhuo Yifan said lightly.

"Young master, tell me quickly, how have you come here these days, have you been injured? have they beaten you? Do you often starve?" Wu An said with concern again.

Just as Zhuo Yifan wanted to speak, Steward Mei ran over in a panic.

"Young Master, is it really you?" Young Master...... Steward Mei burst into tears before he arrived.

"Uncle Mei, it's me, don't cry, it's so old......" Zhuo Yifan was deeply infected, and his eyes kept flooding with tears, I don't know if he was infected by the current emotions, or because he had been hunted down and abused for so many days, and he kept suffering serious crimes.

"Young master, let me see, you have lost a lot of weight, you must have suffered a lot of sins outside, right?" Steward Mei wiped her tears and looked at Zhuo Yifan.

"It's okay, I'm fine, Uncle Mei, don't cry, I can't stand it when you cry, and I'm going to cry too." Zhuo Yifan said.

"Okay, it's good to come back, don't cry, don't cry. Steward Mei hurriedly burst into tears and smiled.

The people around were embarrassed when they heard that this handsome boy in front of them was the young owner of Zhuo Jian Villa in the past, they had always heard that Zhuo Yifan was guilty outside, and he almost died several times, and now a big living person appeared in front of him, which made Zhuo Yifan have a sense of image with his own aura.

"Uncle Mei, are you okay? When you're old, don't work too hard. Zhuo Yifan said with concern.

"Alas, people are old, and their health has been dead for a long time. However, I can't be idle, and I always want to do what I can. These days, I've been very uncomfortable in my heart, letting you wander outside alone, suffering all kinds of humiliation, I feel ashamed of my master and second master. Steward Mei said with tears in her eyes again.

"Ahem, it's okay, I'm still young, and I can endure any hardship. Besides, I used to be a rich boy who had nothing to do, and I didn't know anything, but this time I wandered on the rivers and lakes, just to make up for what I lacked in my previous pampered life, which can be regarded as a kind of growth. Zhuo Yifan comforted.

"Alas, that's the way to say, but it's very uncomfortable to let you be bullied by those people outside alone, but we can't save you, this feeling is really embarrassing. Steward Mei continued.

"Alas, Uncle Mei, the young master has just come back, he should be tired and hungry, let him go in and rest for a while, and prepare something to eat for him. Wu An hurriedly said.

When Steward Mei heard this, he suddenly came back to his senses and said, "Yes, yes, you see that I forgot about it as soon as I was happy." It's time to get hungry, so I'll get you something to eat." Steward Mei said.

"Don't say it, as soon as I say I'm hungry, my stomach is really growling, and I still want to eat at home, I haven't touched it for a long time, I'm really hungry. Zhuo Yifan stroked his stomach and said.

"Okay, I'll have someone prepare you a big table of your favorite food in a moment. Steward Mei said.

"Huh, isn't my cousin at home?" asked Zhuo Yifan.

"Oh, Yi'er went out early in the morning, and I want to talk about a big deal, and I may not come back today, but I won't come back until tomorrow. Steward Mei replied.

"Well, that's hard enough for him. Zhuo Yifan said.

Subsequently, Steward Mei and Wu An divided the work in their hands to a few of their subordinates to continue to do, and they accompanied Zhuo Yifan to the hall. Several people talked and laughed along the way, as if they had returned to the happy days before Zhuo Jian Villa was washed in blood.

Steward Mei hurriedly instructed his subordinates to prepare food for Zhuo Yifan, of course, they were all Zhuo Yifan's favorite food, and his taste Steward Mei was still very clear.