531 Mysterious Background

Chapter 531 - Mysterious Background

Bang!

Zhang Fugui's corpse fell heavily to the ground, blood slowly flowing out from his seven orifices, his unwilling eyes still wide open in confusion, not knowing what to do.

The handyman disciples beside him took a few steps back, silent and trembling with fear.

Kui Wolf gave a fist to that Deacon Sun and bowed, "Your Excellency the Deacon, the person who started this has been executed on the spot, I also hope that your Excellency will show him the way!"

The deacon, who was also an old fox, did not know that there was something fishy about it, but he did not want to ask more questions, sneered and warned, "Moon Spirit Kui Wolf, I do not want to care about what you do in private, but do not get involved in the normal affairs of the clan, otherwise ... "

Eyes narrowed, Deacon Sun's eyes murderous aura outward, the two hurriedly a bowed head, shivering in fear, nodded repeatedly.

"And ..." pondered for a while, that Deacon Sun continued: "I have followed the Sovereign for more than ten years, the Sovereign has rarely seen such a great outburst of anger. However, it is rare to see a person forcefully suppressing such a rage. Therefore, even though that boy, Zhuo Fan, is a mere servant disciple, you should have an idea in your mind!"

Their bodies shuddered, and they both looked at each other, their faces instantly heavy.

What kind of divinity was this Zhuo Fan that even the Patriarch did not dare to touch him at will? Although this is a small matter, but with the temper of the patriarch ...

When they thought of this, their hearts became even heavier.

The two of them seemed to have taken it seriously, and the deacon Sun gently waved his robe sleeve and spoke out indifferently: "Well, since the culprit has been put to death, then I have to go back to the hall to return to my orders. You two, take care of yourselves!"

As soon as the words left his mouth, that Deacon Sun stepped on his feet and flew up in the air.

The two of them hurriedly bowed and said respectfully, "Take care, Deacon Sun!"

Only after the old man's silhouette disappeared did the two of them straighten up and look at each other, their faces full of astonishment.

At that moment, that old man Yuan jogged all the way to them and said with a smile, "Hey hey hey ... old man has long said that that Zhuo Fan is not a normal person ..."

"Get lost!"

Before he finished speaking, the two had spoken in unison and glared angrily.

Yuan Lao's neck couldn't help but shrink and retreated splendidly.

After that, the two had the corpse of that Zhang Fu Gui hastily disposed of, and after the others were dismissed, they quietly waited in front of the handyman's room, looking distantly at that road of return, waiting for Zhuo Fan to return, all with a complicated look on their faces.

But this time, they waited until sunrise, and then again until dusk in the evening. Finally, when it was almost nightfall, Zhuo Fan came back with a big broom on his shoulder, sashaying and strutting.

When Yue Ling saw it from afar, she gritted her teeth and was so angry that she rushed forward and shouted, "Zhuo Fan, where have you been since you came back so late?

"I don't know, no one told me!" With a raised eyebrow, Zhuo Fan said with a straight face.

Yue Ling was helplessly rubbing her nose and glanced at Kui Wolf, who was at his side, and they were speechless. In fact, when he had been asked to clean the patriarch's room, he had not wanted him to come back at all, so naturally he would not have said such nonsense to him.

But now, not only had he come back, he had also brought back such a shocking fact. This kid not only had a deep background, but was so deep that even the Patriarch did not dare to touch him at will, he was simply unfathomable.

At this moment, the two of them were looking at Zhuo Fan with suspicion and fear in their eyes.

They wanted to beat this kid up and teach him a good lesson, but they were afraid that the forces behind him would find trouble. For a while, they were at a loss as to what to do when they were confronted by Zhuo Fan's nose-in-the-air, eye-above-all-else look.

Forced to suppress the anger in his heart, Kui Wolf pondered for a while and spoke out indifferently: "Well ... this time, we will not pursue the matter as you are a first-time offender and do not know what you are doing. If there is a next time, you will have to be punished heavily!"

The fact that the company has not said that it will take off your head, but only punish it, shows that it has already softened somewhat and does not dare to touch Zhuo Fan.

Without feeling a cold smile, Zhuo Fan knew clearly in his heart that it must be the news from Evil Wuyue's side that had extinguished their unbeatable temper.

So, Zhuo Fan didn't have to be so prescriptive and climbed up the pole, "Well, I'm waiting for your punishment!"

With that, he leisurely passed between the two of them, rolling his eyes up high and not even giving them a glance.

"Hey, this shameless one, who is obviously a miscellaneous disciple under us, is actually tugging himself up!" With an unconscious twitch of his eyebrows, Kui Wolf almost spat out a mouthful of heart blood at that moment.

Yue Ling also gritted her teeth and stared fiercely at his back, but forced herself to hold back and said coldly, "Kui Wolf, this kid has a mysterious background, so we should not make a move until we know his background. After we figure out his identity, we can find a way to cure him later!"

Nodding heavily, two tubes of hot air erupted from Kui Wolf's nose ...

After that, when the disciples of the handyman room went out on another mission, the two of them were no longer afraid to send Zhuo Fan to clean the sect master's or whichever elder deacon's room.

The actual fact is that the actual people are not only the ones who are not afraid of the world, but also the ones who are not afraid of the earth. The point is that if they end up in trouble, the two of them will take the blame.

The last time the patriarch's room was cleaned, he had nothing to do with it and went out to play for a while. The patriarch went straight to the handyman's room and took it out on the handyman.

If the two of them hadn't been smart enough to find a scapegoat right away, they would have been the ones to lose their heads.

Now Yue Ling no longer dares to play dirty with Zhuo Fan, she only hopes that Zhuo Fan will not cause trouble for her. So every time he was given a task, they sent him off to a place off the beaten track, an open and deserted area.

Such places as the mausoleum of the past patriarchs, the square in front of the mountain gate where only two outer disciples welcomed guests, the pagoda, and so on.

This is the only place where he can't make a big deal out of it, and even if he does, it's just a small matter, no big deal!

In this way, two months passed in a hurry, and Zhuo Fan was so happy to be at ease that he left all of Evil Wuyue's words behind.

He ignored all the instructions for him to make great achievements in the sect and participate in the Double Dragon Meeting.

In the servant's room, he was able to cultivate quietly, pretending to have a good background, and no one dared to disturb him.

As for the lack of cultivation resources in the servant room, hum hum hum ... don't forget, he is a tycoon, what can he lack of money?

The most important thing is that you can have a good time.

None of it ...

"Cough cough ... today by our handyman room, build this outer sect big competition martial arts stage, everyone must take it seriously, if three days later the big competition, because of the martial arts stage have any mistakes, what accident, hmph, careful you can not eat!"

In an empty square, Kui Wolf, Yue Ling and Yuan Lao were lined up side by side, looking at the crowd of miscellaneous disciples in front of them, Kui Wolf even shouted loudly in a powerful voice.

But as soon as he said that, a disdainful voice suddenly rang out from the crowd: "Cut it out, just fight, there's no need to be so polite. If we can't fight without a platform, then how pathetic are the disciples of our sect! They might as well be in our miscellaneous room, where they can kill each other whenever and wherever they want!"

Poof!

The crowd covered their mouths and snorted out in laughter.

They were all too familiar with this voice, and even if they didn't look at it, they knew it in their hearts. Who else but Zhuo Fan, whose mysterious background no one knew about, would dare to openly contradict the two bigwigs in the handyman's room and act like a second-rate ancestor?

It was because this background was so mysterious that the two bigwigs treated this arrogant and domineering second generation ancestor like a dog biting a hedgehog, and they didn't even know how to put their hands on him!

In the past two months, Zhuo Fan had done a lot of such things, often making those two people so angry that their eyes and noses were crooked, but there was nothing they could do.

"Zhuo Fan, if you don't whine a bit, will you fucking die?" Gritting his teeth hard, Kui wolf spoke out in anger.

Shrugging indifferently, Zhuo Fan was noncommittal: "Yes!"

Without feeling his breath stagnate, Kui Wolf looked at Zhuo Fan with an urge to cry. Originally, he was the boss of this handyman's room, but ever since this young master had arrived, he had lost all his face, and in just two months, he had lost all his supremacy to this kid!

This kid was like his ancestor!

Yue Ling also held her forehead and shook her head helplessly, lamenting in her heart and regretting to death.

She had nothing to do with this kid in the first place, but now this kid was hanging around in front of their eyes every day, giving them trouble, but it was about to piss them off.

I don't know which of the elders or the worshippers had a second son in their family, but they had shoved him into their maid's room.

But they knew that sooner or later, such a second generation would be promoted and would leave this place. The key was the question of when he would be promoted.

They don't want to stay with this kid anymore ...

Their eyes narrowed slightly, and the two of them gave Zhuo Fan a fierce glare in unison, but looking at his still indifferent look, they let out another long, impotent sigh, looked at each other, and both shook their heads with bitter smiles.

When Yuan Lao saw this, he couldn't help but smile up at the sky, the corners of his mouth curving in a mysterious manner!

"Father!"

"Sister!"

Suddenly, at this very moment, two crisp, clear, loud sounds were made, and the crowd felt stunned as they turned their heads to look, only to see two young figures running towards them in a hurry.

One of them was a young girl whom Zhuo Fan knew as Yue Ling's sister, Yue'er. The other, a young man, was in his early twenties, with a broad build, and resembled Kui Wolf in seven ways, so he thought he was his son.

Seeing them here, both Yue Ling and Kui Wolf looked at each other and both showed delighted smiles. But Zhuo Fan took a deep look at Yue's body, especially the swinging of those arms, but his eyes narrowed and he secretly said.

What, it's not ready yet ...

(End of this chapter)