"Don't let me see you again. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info" Zhuo Yifan, who was lying on the ground, looked at the direction where the two left, and said unwillingly but weakly.

After a while, Zhuo Yifan was helped up by Wu An, he bared his teeth in pain, and ordered Wu An: "Don't tell anyone about today's incident, if my mother asks, I will say that I accidentally fell by myself." ”

"It's the young master. Wu An wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh, so he stepped forward to help Zhuo Yifan and replied.

At the southeast end of the market, an antique manor, covering a huge area, Zhu Yongbi tile, walking Luan Feifeng, tightly closed heavy Xuanzhi gate, so that outsiders can not see any scenery inside. From this it can be seen that the people who live in it are not rich people, but also powerful people.

Passing through the gate of the Xuan Nails, there are maids who are constantly shuttling and busy in the courtyard, and the scenery in the garden can be regarded as everything.

Zhuo Yifan limped and was carried back to the villa by his follower Wu An.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he entered the gate of the villa, his mother Mu Xuan was greeted on the opposite side, and Zhuo Yifan, who couldn't prevent it, was so frightened that he pushed Wu An in front and blocked himself, for fear that his mother would know about the scene on the street just now.

When Mu Xuan saw Zhuo Yifan being so sneaky, she was suddenly full of suspicions, and hurriedly shouted: "Fan'er, what's wrong, are you causing trouble outside again?"

"Mother, no, how is it possible. Zhuo Yifan replied weakly.

"It's okay if you don't, I won't care about you if you make trouble again, and I'll hand you over to your father. Mu Xuan feigned anger and said.

"Mother, the child didn't cause trouble, don't hand me over to my father. ”

Mu Xuan listened to Zhuo Yifan's words, smiled and walked out of the gate.

Zhuo Yifan saw his mother walking away, and let out a long sigh, fortunately he didn't wear a goof, it was really a little hanging.

"Yes, it's so dangerous, if Madam knows, young master, you can ......"

"Alright, you afterthought. Without waiting for Wu An to finish speaking, Zhuo Yifan pushed him.

At this time, Zhuo Yifan's mood was extremely low, he was also a demon king of the mixed world, just today, he was killed by a girl, and he was ugly on the street, and now he feels ashamed when he thinks about it.

But those who are pampered and pampered can hardly tolerate a little unhappiness in their hearts. It was just a ripple on the surface of a calm lake, but they saw it as a tsunami rising from the ocean. The inner self-perception of the pampered is decoupled from the real world, and it is difficult for them to observe the reality in their hearts. As a result, the pampered person will stick the false inner picture to the external world, and label the emotions sensually, so as to maintain the peace of the inner world.

Zhuo Yifan, who is accustomed to fine clothes and jade food in life, has not encountered any setbacks in his life, and his state of mind at this time can be imagined.

Zhuo Yifan staggered to the hall and saw his cousin Zhuo Yi sitting in the hall, with an unfamiliar face beside him.

In order not to be seen embarrassed, Zhuo Yifan forced a smile and straightened his clothes at the door, although it hurt, he still straightened his waist and held it up, and greeted Zhuo Yi while smiling.

"It's cousin, what kind of wind blew you here?"

Zhuo Yi saw Zhuo Yifan walking stiffly, but he still saw that he was walking unnaturally.

"Yifan, what's wrong with you?" Zhuo Yi asked curiously.

"Oh, nothing, just accidentally fell on the street. Zhuo Yifan grabbed his ears and replied embarrassedly.

"So careless, come and sit down. Although Zhuo Yi's words were full of concern, his actions were not synchronized, he just picked up the tea and said in between taking a sip of tea.

Zhuo Yifan observed the man who was drinking tea with Zhuo Yi out of the corner of his eye, with a tiger's back and a bear's waist, five big and three thick, and a pair of flying arrows with double triangular eyes under his eyebrows, and there was a terrible cold light in his eyes, which made people shudder.

Zhuo Yifan sat down slowly, "Cousin, who is this?"

"Oh, yes, it's my friend. Zhuo Yi glanced at the man next to him and said to Zhuo Yifan.

Zhuo Yifan hugged his fists and pushed with his hands, imitating the gestures of people in the rivers and lakes, and greeted the guests, but only greeted the other party's cold eyes and disdainful tea drinking.

Although Zhuo Yifan has never been involved in the rivers and lakes, how can he bear such humiliation. I couldn't help but be angry, not to mention that this is my own home, and it is unheard of for an outsider to dare to treat himself with such an attitude.

What's more, I was angry just outside and came to the village, but I didn't expect to be so humiliated on my own territory. In an instant, it is the rhythm of the old fire and the new fire to be burned together.

Zhuo Yi saw the heresy and hurriedly pulled Zhuo Yifan to the side.

Attached to Zhuo Yifan's ear, he said: "Yifan, don't you know, he is the son of the head of the West Harrier Cold Ice Sect, Duan Zixiong." His father Duan Yifeng has a pair of cold palms that are powerful in the martial arts, and the Huangya list is fifth. We can't afford to mess with the West Harrier Ice Faction, Yifan, I think it's better to forget it. ”

Zhuo Yifan didn't have a taste in his heart, what was the big deal, he fucking provoked me, a cloud appeared on his face, his angry expression was all displayed, and he deliberately stopped in front of Duan Zixiong and paused.

"Cousin, I'll go back to the house and rub some medicine. So he got angry and walked away without looking back.

Duan Zixiong, who was sitting in the seat, watched Zhuo Yifan leave, and said to Zhuo Yi: "Zhuo Yi, your cousin has a big temper. But I think it's like his father is a wreck, I just look down on this kind of incompetent rat, I did it on purpose just now. It's just a pity, such a big villa, wouldn't it be in vain to hand it over to him!"

As he grew older, Zhuo Yi became more and more dissatisfied with his situation in the villa, obviously he was superior to Zhuo Yifan in all aspects, but because of his background, he had to compromise.

Zhuo Yifan's star-like treatment like the moon is unblessed. The most terrible thing is that he is not the first heir of the villa, and I am afraid that he will be insulated from the owner of the villa in this life.

In this regard, Zhuo Yi was already dissatisfied, and Duan Zixiong's sarcastic words about Zhuo Yifan just now sounded really useful, but he just pretended to be okay on the surface.

"What Brother Duan said is, what Brother Duan said is. You don't know, my uncle is just this one son, there is no way, who else can he give it to if he doesn't give it to him!"

Duan Zixiong looked at the people around him, poked his head forward and said: "I'll give it to you, you are also the eldest son of the Zhuo family, although you are not the son of the owner, but your father is also the second master of the Zhuo family, and he also has the blood of the Zhuo family. ”

Hearing this, Zhuo Yi was overjoyed. However, he covered it up with a gloomy expression, and he was not shocked on the surface, but in his heart he was overturned.

"Brother Duan said that, but it is not so easy to be the owner of this village, after all, my uncle and Yifan are here. Zhuo Yi paused.

Seeing that Zhuo Yi was approaching in the direction he had set, and there was no objection or dissatisfaction, Duan Zixiong knew that Zhuo Yi had already gone on his own path. Deep in his heart, he is also turbulent, and it seems that he is getting closer and closer to achieving his goal with the help of Zhuo Yi.

"It's not easy to do, Zhuo Yifan doesn't know martial arts, it's easy to get rid of him. In this way, your uncle has no heir, and the position of the owner of the village belongs to you. As long as the other brother has any needs, it is my duty to do so. ”

Zhuo Yi listened to Duan Zixiong's words and was silent. Although he was happy, his face suppressed his ecstasy, and he looked at the decoration of the hall thoughtfully.

Duan Zixiong on the side picked up the tea, put it to his lips and sipped it, but the rest of his eyes glanced at Zhuo Yi, and then crooked the corner of his right mouth, revealing a treacherous smile.

Zhuo Yifan kicked in the door, all kinds of anger in his heart were extremely uncomfortable, and the more he thought about it, the more angry he became.

Hmph, I'm really angry, what's so great about the West Harrier Cold Ice Sect, why is he so unlucky today, he was bullied twice, he is the young owner of Zhuojian Villa after all, when did he suffer such anger.

The more Zhuo Yifan thought about it, the more upset he became, in the final analysis, it was all because he would not be caused by martial arts. It seems that you have to learn martial arts, otherwise you don't know how much qi you have to suffer.

Although Zhuo Yifan has a star-like status in the village, as he gets older, a person will eventually have to directly face and deal with complex problems, and will preside over the affairs of the village in the future, so thinking of these things, Zhuo Yifan is very irritable.

Seeing that the young master was so angry, and he brought up the topic of martial arts practice in the past, Wu An was also anxious for his son-in-law.

"Young master, you really want to practice martial arts! Can the master agree? He has always opposed the young master's practice of martial arts. Wu An asked worriedly.

"Of course, you have to learn, it's not negotiable. In the future, my young master will be a hero, see the unevenness of the road, do good and eliminate evil, and support justice. See who can bully me, and see who dares to bully me. As for my father, I think my mother will help me settle it. ”

After speaking, he covered the injured place again, and shouted to Wu An: "You don't hurry up and give me medicine!"

Then, he hummed and chirped again. Wu An was next to him, in a hurry, patiently applying medicine to the young master.

Zhuo Yifan was tired because of the first ventilation and the second ventilation, which can be described as physically and mentally exhausted, and the medicinal power immediately took effect, and he soon fell asleep.

In his dream, Zhuo Yifan saw a flying long sword.

The appearance of the sword is dark, thick and heavy, the texture of the sword body is clear and smooth, and the pattern is concave and convex.

At the hilt of the sword, there was a fist-like stone shape, bursting with dazzling white light, and the beam of light was unilateral and streamlined, and it continued to flow towards the blade. The dazzling cold light was like a dart flying around, making the person on the other side unable to open his eyes.

Pulling out the sword body, the voice was crisp and piercing, the cold light was shining, and the sword aura was compelling. Suddenly, the Nine Dragons appeared, fangs and claws, majestic, and continued to surround the sword body, and then fled in, and then a dazzling silver light appeared.

In the distance, there are corpses everywhere, not only the figures of their familiar family members, but also the shadows of a few girls with beautiful faces, graceful figures, and generous temperaments, but I don't know who they are.

Zhuo Yifan himself was cloaked, his eyes were dull, and he was holding a bloody sword, reflecting the afterglow of the sunset, crying and wailing bitterly. In that tragic blood-colored light, he slowly put the sword on his neck and wiped it down.