Thinking of Xia Fan, Jia Junren was really a little surprised, he just gave him an identity to stay in Xuanwu Sect at that time, but he didn't expect this kid to take it seriously, and what he didn't expect was that he actually beat someone, and he also beat Pang Bucket. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"Staring at your own name and beating people! Good boy, you're not stupid!"

Jia Junren felt a little crying and laughing, but he glanced at Xia Fan slightly.

However, there is also an uncle here, this old guy's account can't be bought, and at the same time he thought to himself, Jia Junren spoke: "Come on!"

Soon a martial artist appeared at the door of the main hall and walked in quickly: "Sect Master!"

"Hurry up and bring Xia Fan here, he is now in Yueyan Peak!"

"Yes!" Wu Xiu turned around and quickly left the main hall.

After Wu Xiu left, Jia Junren said to Pang Qingbo: "Uncle Shi, please wait a while, the inferior will be brought in a while!"

Jia Junren said that he would do it, which surprised Pang Qingbo, but thinking that Xia Fan was a disciple of the sect master, if he was watching here, he would not speak for him at that time, but would seem that he had no bearing as an elder, so it was better to leave.

After thinking about it, Pang Qingbo opened his mouth and said: "Sect Master, the child is ignorant and punished a little, and the old man still has affairs to deal with, so he will leave first!"

Although Pang Qingbo said that he would let Jia Junren punish Xia Fan a little, he had already expected that the more he said this, the more severe Jia Junren would become, although it would not make Xia Fan lose arms and legs, but at least the pain of flesh and skin was indispensable, which was also relieving.

"Then I won't send it to Uncle Shi, don't worry, Uncle Shi, I will definitely teach that kid a hard lesson!"

Sure enough, Jia Junren once again emphasized that he was very ruthless in teaching Xia Fan a lesson, and Pang Qingbo left the hall with Pang Bucket.

At the same time, a group of martial artists in Yueyan Peak somewhere were in a circle, and there was a young man sitting among them, the young man was spitting and saying something, and the surrounding martial arts were listening extremely seriously, the young man was none other than Xia Fan, and he was telling stories to these martial cultivators who brought him here at this time, and the content of the story was very simple, it was how he knocked down Pang Bucket.

Xia Fan himself couldn't have imagined that when he was brought here, Xia Fan thought that he would be locked up in a small black room, but the fact was that this room was not Xiao Hei at all, and there were no jailers here, but a group of martial cultivators with admiration and reverence.

These martial cultivators served drinks and fruits to Xia Fan as soon as possible, and they didn't seem to be afraid that Pang Bucket would see it, so they begged Xia Fan to explain to them what happened.

In the face of such a request, combined with the usual so-called of the pang bucket, Xia Fan immediately understood, so he exaggerated a little bit, turned his image into a story of justice, and told them to listen.

"Anyway, I was watering the small trees, at this moment, a gust of wind blew, and several small trees could not withstand the destruction of the wind and were uprooted, I saw that this can't be, these are the cherished spiritual trees in the sect, how can they fall down here, so I picked up the small tree, ready to find a suitable place to plant it, but just when I was about to plant the tree, a bucket rushed towards me and launched a continuous offensive against me......"

"I'm sorry, how can the bucket launch a continuous offensive against you?" a martial artist interrupted Xia Fan and asked.

"You are stupid, isn't that bucket a bucket, so fat, it's not normal for the junior brother to think it's a bucket!" replied another martial artist for Xia Fan.

"Yes, why didn't I think of it, junior brother, what happened next, say it quickly, say it quickly......" The martial cultivator immediately suddenly realized, and then urged Xia Fan Dao.

"On weekdays, I won't even hurt a single flower or grass, so how can I deal with a bucket, so I kept dodging, but when I dodged, more spiritual trees suffered, and they fell to the ground one after another under the attack of that bucket, hey......"

"I feel distressed and angry when I look at these spiritual trees, but I can't bear to hurt them even if I can't bear to hurt them, so I asked the bucket, 'Why are you destroying these trees......?'

In this way, Xia Fan completely distorted the story, and the final result became that Pang Bucket destroyed the tree, and he was innocent, and he was not willing to hurt Pang Bucket, of course, Xia Fan himself didn't believe in this story, but it didn't matter, he knew that these brothers and sisters would definitely not take it seriously, but since they were willing to listen, then this story might be a story that was good for themselves, just imagine that everyone said that the tree was destroyed by Pang Bucket, who can prove that the real murderer is him?

Of course, Xia Fan's move is also a boring move of temporary interest, anyway, waiting here is also waiting, and bragging with the brothers and sisters of the Xuanwu Sect can not only make a lot of time, but also enhance the relationship, what a good choice.

The story is finally over, and since then, the Pang bucket has really become a bucket, and various rumors about this matter have been passed on to Yueyan Peak in different versions, but the story is inseparable from a bucket.

However, at the end of the story, a martial artist appeared in front of Xia Fan, except for Xia Fan, everyone's faces changed and they immediately saluted respectfully, and then after learning the intention of this person, Xia Fan's heart immediately became happy.

Therefore, not long after, Xia Fan appeared in a large hall, and at the same time, he also saw the long-lost old man Jia as he wished.

To tell the truth, Xia Fan had already guessed that he must have been forgotten by Old Man Jia, so the moment he saw Old Man Jia, a nameless fire rose in Xia Fan's heart, and he couldn't wait to go up and strangle this old immortal, but thinking that the other party was not bad to him, at least he gave him the name of a disciple so that he would not be bullied, and he was sure that he was not the opponent of this old man, so he had to reluctantly calm the anger in his heart.

"Disciple Xia Fan to meet the master!" After all, Xia Fan was a request, and Xia Fan respectfully bowed to Jia Junren.

"You go down first!"

Jia Junren just glanced at Xia Fan lightly, and then let the martial cultivator leave, but when the figure of the martial cultivator completely disappeared into the main hall, the serious expression on Old Man Jia's face suddenly disappeared, and a meaningful smile appeared in his eyes when he looked at Xia Fan.

After perceiving this kind of gaze of the old man Jia, Xia Fan faintly had a bad premonition in his heart, I don't know why, under the gaze of the old man Jia, Xia Fan had a strange feeling, this feeling was as if someone had found a favorite object and was unscrupulously turning around to examine it, Xia Fan suddenly had a feeling of being seen through, and his heart was secretly vigilant.