"Have you seen him?"

In the empty mountainside, Zhang Fan's voice seemed a little erratic.

"No~"

Zhang Xin didn't notice his abnormality at all, and said distressedly: "I just heard Grandpa Han mention it." ”

"I think it should be a very majestic and majestic old brother!"

"Big brother?"

Zhang Fan smiled dumbly, and understood in her heart that she was imagining it with the appearance of her three elder brothers, and that was not what an old man was.

"Hahaha~~~"

Zhang Fan laughed, Zhang Xin's childish words made him get rid of the past and the haze, as if he was dripping with joy.

"Let's go!"

As soon as the laughter stopped, Zhang Fan took Zhang Xin's little hand, and then Zhang Xin only felt a flower in front of him, and the strong wind was blowing on his face, and when he opened his eyes again, it was already a mottled forest of light and shadow, in front of Han Hao's tomb.

Before Zhang Xin was surprised, Zhang Fan let go of her hand, sat down in front of Han Hao's tombstone, took out the green jade gourd out of nowhere, and poured himself a drink.

Looking at him like that, it was as if he was drinking with someone, completely immersed in it, and everything in the outside world was not in his eyes.

"Brother......

Zhang Xin wanted to speak and stopped, as if he had thousands of words to say, but he couldn't say them.

At this time, she was still completely unsuspecting of this stranger, and she could tell him anything, but she felt very comfortable and close to her heart.

Suddenly, the sound of "rustling" and stepping on fallen leaves came from afar.

"Ahh

Zhang Xin's face turned a little whiter all of a sudden, and he suddenly looked back, and saw that at the end of the boulevard, a middle-aged man stopped and looked this way.

"Oops. ”

Zhang Xin's heart beat a drum, she knew the meaning of this place to their Zhang family, an absolute forbidden place, and it was strange to see such an outsider drinking there in a dignified place, and not having a seizure.

All kinds of thoughts flashed in her heart, thinking about how to prevent the two sides from clashing, but the middle-aged man opposite was not angry at all, but seemed to have found something, a smile appeared on his face, and he said loudly: "Sister-in-law, the head of the family is invited." ”

"He's coming for me. ”

"He didn't see his brother. ”

The sound entered his ears, Zhang Xin immediately reacted, and glanced strangely at the side, where Zhang Fan was drinking wine by himself, as if he was completely unaware of the arrival of outsiders.

"Brother, I'll bring you wine tomorrow. ”

"I bought some good wine at home. ”

When mentioning good wine, Zhang Xin's mood was obviously low. The wine was prepared for her wedding feast.

Zhang Fan nodded as if he didn't notice it, and his eyes never left Han Hao's tombstone.

"I'm leaving. ”

Zhang Xin's face flashed with disappointment, hesitated for a moment, and reluctantly left.

Until she disappeared at the end of the boulevard, the middle-aged man from beginning to end did not find any trace of Zhang Fan's existence.

......

Seven days passed in a flash.

In the past seven days, Zhang Xin came back several times, brought a lot of good wine, and each time she accompanied Zhang Fan to sit in front of Han Hao's tomb, and talked a lot about Han Hao's experience over the years, and the interesting things she had experienced since she was a child, every time she sat outside until the disciples who were guarding came to remind her.

During the whole process, Zhang Fan said very little, drank a lot of wine, Zhang Xin brought, he prepared himself, and even the brute bull on the side was secretly speechless, secretly thinking that the wine was enough to give him a bath.

After drinking a large amount of spiritual wine, Zhang Fan was not only not drunk, but his eyes became brighter and brighter, which seemed to be able to penetrate everything in the dark night, and people did not dare to face it during the day.

With the passage of time, with the unique sensitivity of the transformation demon, the wild bull felt that his master seemed to have changed, a little different, and he couldn't say what was the difference, but Zhang Fan was sitting there quietly at this time, but the oppressive force was only seen in his life, and he didn't dare to ask.

For seven days, Zhang Fan was isolated from the world, and everything around him did not change except for a few more wine jars, but on the island, it was very different.

Shuttling back and forth, there are many immortal cultivators in this sea area, and the hustle and bustle is lively, and there is a red scene.

Zhang Xin got married, and the son of Wutie married is today.

The nearby immortal cultivators rushed to the front, but it was not for the sake of the Zhang family's face, they didn't have this ability, the key was that the disciples of Wuling Zhenren let out the wind, saying that Wuling Zhenren would come to the scene in person to witness the marriage of Sun Er and Miss Zhang's family.

This is the reason why nearby immortal cultivators flock to it. It's nothing more than thinking about what happens, being able to be valued by Yuanying Zhenren into the door wall, and seeing what kind of majestic appearance Yuanying Zhenren is.

The children of the Zhang family also gathered together at this time, waiting for the arrival of Wuling Zhenren and his party.

It is said that a real person who came to greet his relatives in person was already an absolute courtesy, but in the hall full of festive atmosphere, the children of the Zhang family were extremely silent.

The younger generations below are like this, and so are Zhang Feng and the others at the top.

It is said that the grandson of Wuling Zhenren, with Zhang Xin, there is no problem, if it is true, their Zhang family has climbed high, but in essence, who doesn't know what that black iron is?

Doesn't this push his own daughter into the fire pit?

It's a pity that now this fire pit has to be jumped.

As time passed, in the silent and festive lobby, a voice suddenly broke the silence:

"They're coming!"

Zhang Feng and the others at the top got up slowly and went out with a group of children.

The real ceremony was not in this hall, but an open-air platform built outside in the morning, if it weren't for this, it would not be able to receive so many immortal cultivators who came from afar to watch the ceremony.

Although I was not angry in my heart, the etiquette had to be done enough, and when the children of the Zhang family went out, a large area of clouds in the east was dyed into a pitch-black ink, and the thick clouds were rolling and surging.

A powerful momentum also fell from the sky and covered the island.

Whether it is the children of the Zhang family or the people who came to watch the ceremony, there are many people who are perverted.

This momentum is not made by one person, but by a strong man to integrate all the breath, forming an overwhelming momentum, the dark clouds are still far away, and the oppression of the mountain rain is coming.

"What are you doing here?"

Zhang Yao, the only woman among the four principals of the Zhang family, showed a look of disgruntle, and finally had some sanity, and lowered her voice Only her three brothers could hear: "Does he want to give us a dismissal?"

If it is said to be a dismount, the purpose of Wuling Zhenren has been achieved.

Those who came to watch the ceremony regardless of him, just the children of the Zhang family, except for the four of them who had the early stage of cultivation and could still keep their expressions unchanged, the performance of the rest of the people was much inferior, and some of the juniors even stood unsteadily, and their faces were pale.

Fortunately, with the approach of the dark clouds, the momentum did not rise, but maintained oppression, otherwise, I am afraid that someone will not be able to support it and fall soft on the spot, in that case, the skin will really be stepped on the soles of the feet.

"Wuling Zhenren shouldn't be doing this kind of thing, our Zhang family ......"

Zhang Qin showed bitterness on his face, and he couldn't continue to say the rest of his words.

Everyone understands this meaning, it is nothing more than that the Zhang family has succumbed, and they are powerless to fight against Wuling Zhenren, a master of the Yuanying Dynasty, and he can't afford to do such a thing.

This answer is too embarrassing, and for a while there is no one to interface.

In just a moment, the dark cloud approached, suddenly shrunk, turned into a black bead like ink, and fell into the hands of an obese old man.

In the sky above the open platform, a throne resembling a cloud bed appeared in front of everyone's eyes.

"Ahh

"That's Wuling Zhenren!"

"It's so majestic. ”

......

As soon as he appeared with a strong attitude, the audience who came to watch the ceremony suddenly made an uproar, whispering, and almost merged into a torrent.

"Humph!"

At this moment, the fat old man who collected the ink beads snorted coldly, like a spring thunder, suppressing all sounds.

The eyes of Zhang Feng and the other four people also immediately focused on this person.

It was an old man who couldn't tell his age, so fat that he didn't look like he could walk, and a pitch-black dress was tightened on his body, like a straitjacket, highlighting pieces of fat.

He always had a gentle smile on his face, even when he snorted coldly and suppressed all the noise.

If it weren't for him sitting upright on the throne, the protagonist of Wu Tie was obediently standing aside, so people could see at a glance that this fat old man was the famous Wuling Zhenren, and I was afraid that everyone would regard him as a figure like the shopkeeper of an ordinary shop.

No matter what, no one dares to despise him, Wuling Zhenren has dominated this sea area for hundreds of years, and under the accumulation of power, it is simply a heaven-like existence.

"I've been waiting a long time. ”

Wu Ling Zhenren smiled all over his face, pushed away the support of Wu Tie and the maids around him with one hand, and the whole person stood up.

In an instant, a strong and domineering momentum suddenly dispersed with the action of standing up, and Zhang Feng and the others who were facing him felt poor breathing almost immediately and almost suffocated.

The body that was originally fat as a pig, at this time it seemed to be majestic and majestic, unstoppable, Wu Tie stood beside him, even more thin as a bamboo pole, his face was iron-blue, and his eyes flashed with the light of silver evil, looking at it like a sore on his head and a thick color on the bottom of his feet.

Zhang Feng and the other four people personally greeted the stage, bowed down and said, "Please take a seat with a real person, the younger generation is polite." ”

Wuling Zhenren stood in place with a big grin and waited for the four of them to approach, and then Shi Shiran said: "How can you ask the island master to welcome him from afar, and be polite." ”

"Wait, you'll meet your friends. ”

The last sentence was said to Zhang Feng, but the latter sentence was said to the disciples who came with him, waved his fat hand, and took the black iron with the Zhang family to the open-air platform.

The disciples who followed Wuling Zhenren were submerged as soon as they entered the crowd, and almost every disciple was surrounded by three layers inside and three layers outside, and the water could not be splashed, which showed how popular they were.

On the open-air platform, everyone was seated, and Wu Tie, who had been following Wu Lingzhen, suddenly rolled his eyes, and the eyes of the silver evil swept over, and he said dissatisfiedly: "Where is Zhang Xin, why don't you come out to greet Young Master Ben." ”

As soon as these words came out, almost all the children of the Zhang family changed their complexion and showed angry faces.

(To be continued)