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"Yes, yes, yes, it's a misunderstanding, it's a joke. When Zhuo Yifan heard this, he hurriedly followed.

Seeing this, the young man in white couldn't help but smile again, it was the first time she had seen such a person, a timid and hypocritical man.

Zhuo Yifan saw her smiling, and the weak and excited mood just now gradually stabilized, so he was ready to show his courtesy.

He stepped forward, suddenly put his arm around the shoulders of the young man in white, and said, "Let's not fight and don't know each other, and we will ...... in the future."

At this time, the junior sister who was dressed as a man looked at Zhuo Yifan's actions in surprise.

Without waiting for Zhuo Yifan to finish speaking, the face of the young man in white instantly darkened, and one front elbow pushed Zhuo Yifan far away.

Zhuo Yifan almost fell to the ground, clutching his chest, and said in pain: "Oh, why are you pushing me?"

The white-clothed young man's face was slightly red, and he said coldly: "Just talk, why do you move your hands and feet." ”

Zhuo Yifan rubbed his chest, looked her up and down, and shook his head helplessly.

Seeing this, the young man in white instantly became angry, picked up the long sword on the table, and stabbed Zhuo Yifan.

Zhuo Yifan couldn't help but retreat in fright, because his movements were too slow, he was still stabbed by the long sword in front of him, and fell down in an instant, and the people around him couldn't help but be shocked.

The white-clothed young man who stabbed forward was also shocked, this was obviously wrapped, and there must be a scabbard inside, she didn't expect such a result.

The young man in white looked at his junior sister with a suspicious expression, and then looked at Zhuo Yifan who was lying on the ground.

At this time, the junior sister who was disguised as a man also hurriedly came over and asked her, "Senior brother, should you kill him again?"

Faced with these questions, she suddenly took the head of the sword and looked at it, and found that the cloth was neither broken nor bloodstained.

In an instant, he stepped forward with an angry face, and kicked Zhuo Yifan who was lying on the ground. While kicking, he kept shouting angrily: "You dare to pretend to be dead for me!"

was kicked indiscriminately, Zhuo Yifan couldn't pretend to be in pain anymore, and hurriedly dodged with a crawl, while shouting with a smile on his face: "Just kidding, just kidding." ”

The young man in white stopped his pursuit and teased Zhuo Yifan: "Just a faceless and skinless hero like you, I'll go!" As he spoke, the long sword shook twice in his hand.

The young man in white felt that this sword was quite light, so he prepared to remove the cloth wrapped on the sword to see what kind of sword it was.

Zhuo Yifan hurriedly stepped forward and stopped: "Hey, what are you doing?"

The young man in white smiled: "Aren't you a hero, let me see what kind of sword you use as a hero." ”

Zhuo Yifan couldn't help but close his eyes, and he couldn't bear to look at it directly, because it was a wooden sword, which was used to scare people.

The young man in white put aside the long sword in his hand, and was instantly startled, his eyes couldn't help but widen a lot, and he asked, "Where did you get this sword?"

Zhuo Yifan opened his eyes and replied embarrassedly: "I carved it." ”

"You carved it?" said the young man in white.

Seeing this, Zhuo Yifan secretly thought that it was just a wooden sword, making such a fuss, and said disapprovingly: "Yes!"

The junior sister dressed as a man stepped forward to take a look, and was suddenly surprised, and hurriedly asked, "Is this really what you carved?"

Zhuo Yifan was speechless for a while, and said impatiently: "Didn't I tell you? ”

Seeing that he didn't tell the truth, the young man in white hurriedly stepped forward, gave him another kick, and said with a straight face: "You are still lying, are you not suffering enough!"

Zhuo Yifan was also surprised, secretly wondering that only he knew the origin of this sword, how could they know that they were lying? But he didn't know what their purpose was, if they were the enemies of Qingfeng Dao Chief, wouldn't it hurt him, so he didn't dare to tell the truth at this time.

So he smiled calmly and said, "I'm not lying! ”

Seeing that Zhuo Yifan was still tight-lipped and didn't tell the truth, the young man in white smiled slightly, and said on the corner of his mouth: "You don't have to hide it, where is he?"

"He, who is he?" Zhuo Yifan pretended to be puzzled.

The young man in white said, "The person who gave you this sword?"

Zhuo Yifan smiled and said, "Didn't I tell you." I carved this sword myself, so no one can give it to me!"

The young man in white stepped forward and said with a slightly white face: "It seems that if I don't give you a little power, you are still not honest." ”

Zhuo Yifan was stunned for a moment, but quickly said: "Even if you beat me to death, I don't know what you're talking about?"

Seeing Zhuo Yifan say this, the white-clothed young man's face softened a lot, and he said softly: "Don't get me wrong, I have no hostility towards that person." ”

Zhuo Yifan looked at him, still a little unbelievable in his heart, and said to him with a bitter face: "This is really engraved by me, I don't know the person you said." ”

The young man in white didn't speak, she took a waist card from her waist and handed it to him, and Zhuo Yifan slowly took the card.

He looked at the two words "Bashan" written on the waist card, and he asked with a blank expression, "What does this mean?"

She didn't reply, she handed him the wooden sword in her hand again, and then said, "Look at the handle of this wooden sword, do you also have these two words?" ”

Zhuo Yifan looked at it carefully, and he found that in front of the handle of the wooden sword, there were really the two words that were said, which were the same as the two words on the waist card.

"Bashan. Zhuo Yifan couldn't help but read it.

"Yes, it's Bashan!" the young man in white followed.

Seeing the bright eyes of the young man in white, Zhuo Yifan was silent for a while, although he was a little stunned, he didn't know what these two words meant, and he didn't know what the connection between Qingfeng Dao Chang and these two words was.

He handed back the waist card and said with a pale face: "So what? ”

Seeing that Zhuo Yifan still didn't tell the truth, the young man in white took the waist card, her eyes flashed with tears, she turned around and looked at her junior sister, and then said: "This is engraved by our senior brother, I recognize his handwriting." ”

When Zhuo Yifan heard this, he couldn't help but be stunned, he obviously said that he had no relatives, why did he suddenly come from two junior brothers!

He looked around at the two of them, and they were not dressed as Qingfeng Dao Chiefs, they were so well dressed, Qingfeng Dao Chang was just a sloppy Dao Chief, and Zhuo Yifan couldn't associate them together.

Then he shook his head helplessly, and said in disbelief: "It's impossible, you said that he is your senior brother, aren't you also a Taoist priest?"

"Daoist?" the two of them replied in unison in surprise when they heard this.

"Well, he's a Taoist priest! aren't you?" Zhuo Yifan said.

The young man in white stepped forward puzzled, and hurriedly asked, "You mean that the person who gave you the wooden sword is a Taoist priest?"

Zhuo Yifan looked carefully again, wanting to see if he was pretending, after some inspection, Zhuo Yifan did not see that his expression was pretending, so he said: "Yes! ”