Chapter 335 Goodbye
"Xiaohuan, you are still too young to know the sinister human heart. It's hard to draw a picture of a person's skin. You know people's faces but don't know their hearts!" The old man... Zhou Yixian said slowly.

When everyone heard this, they immediately became interested.

These traveling merchants are just ordinary people, they have never been to the scene at all, and they only heard about the battle of righteousness and evil, and they don't know the truth at all.

Now that someone familiar with the inside story appeared in front of him, he was inexplicably excited, and all of them stared intently at Zhou Yixian.

Zhou Yixian got everyone's attention, his addiction was hooked, and regardless of the first meeting with others, he was pulled into the middle of the lobby by a stool, and began to talk about the battle of Qingyun back then.

His eloquence is excellent, and his storytelling is lively and lifelike, far better than that young man just now. After a while, even Boss He couldn't help coming over, and everyone gathered together, listening to Zhou Yixian staring and talking. Looking back on the past with a smile.

"what!"

Hearing the wonderful and intense part, everyone exclaimed in unison.

"Old man, what happened to the Dazhu Peak disciple who caused the great battle between righteousness and evil?"

Zhou Yixian was startled, then patted his clothes with his hands, then shook his head and said: "I don't know about this. It's funny, Tianyin Temple and Fenxianggu gathered at Tongtian Peak of Qingyun Mountain because of Zhang Xiaofan's incident, and the Demon Sect also took this opportunity to The people in the righteous way wiped out all of them, which led to the war between righteousness and evil. And this Zhang Xiaofan who caused everything has never even shown his face in the battle between righteousness and evil."

"I don't know how the boy is doing now?" Boss He sighed.

"How is he now..." Suddenly, a deep male voice came from the corner of the hotel, carrying a hint of memory.

Zhou Yixian turned his head and looked at the man who spoke.

The man who spoke was in the shadows, making it difficult to see his face, giving him a sense of mystery.

"Why, brother, don't you know?" Zhou Yixian asked strangely.

"Of course I know..." The mysterious man was silent for a moment, then slowly said, "Later he joined the Ghost King Sect, and was greatly cultivated and valued by the Ghost King Sect Master. With a lot of credit, the status in the sect is getting higher and higher, and finally even became the deputy suzerain, one person is below ten thousand, and the position is very respectable."

Everyone took a breath in unison, Zhou Xian was also dumbfounded.

As for Xiaohuan at the side, he didn't even notice that the candied haws he was holding dropped.

"Wait a minute, it's not right, isn't Zhang Xiaofan very close to that person from the Blood Refining Hall, why didn't he join the Blood Refining Hall, instead he joined the Ghost King Sect?" Zhou Xian suddenly remembered this.

The mysterious man froze for a moment.

Immediately there was a low wry laugh.

"Well, at that time, because of some old grievances, Wild Dog Taoist, the head of the Blood Refining Hall, insisted on not enrolling him as a sect. Later, he joined the Ghost King Sect." The mysterious man explained.

"Oh, it turned out to be that black-hearted dog, so it's no wonder."

"The wild dog has a dark heart and a thick skin. A small grudge can be remembered for many years. It's unlucky for Zhang Xiaofan to be hated by him."

"Who said it wasn't? Last time my boss said that his elixirs were not effective. Later, my store asked him to buy them at a price that was [-]% higher than other people's!"

When the merchants talked about the wild dog Taoist, they all looked angrily, with deep grievances.

Among the crowd, only Xiaohuan had a smile on her face, her eyes sparkled, as if she had thought of something beautiful.

"That stupid kid back then is so rich now, next time he must treat me to ten bunches of candied haws... no, a hundred bunches!" Xiaohuan murmured to himself.

"Ahem..." The mysterious man in the corner seemed to be choking, coughing repeatedly.

"Ha ha!"

The boss and the passengers looked at Xiaohuan and laughed.

On the other hand, Zhou Yixian looked embarrassed and stared at Xiaohuan angrily.

……

Kongsang Mountain, Wanbat Ancient Cave.

800 years ago, the black-hearted old man, the predecessor of the Demon Sect, created the heyday of the Blood Refining Hall here, commanding the Demon Sect to shock the world.But later the disciples of the younger generation were unworthy, and the place was desolate and withered, very desolate.

But now, it is a completely different situation.

Beside the Necromancer Abyss in the depths of the Wanbat Ancient Grotto, a palace was built covering an area of ​​several acres. It was tall and magnificent. Outside the palace was a series of workshops. Lingyuan.

Countless people wearing the costumes of the Blood Refining Hall kept walking back and forth, shuttling back and forth between the workshops, extremely busy.

On the side of a giant stone engraved with the three characters of "death spirit abyss" in ancient seal characters, a boy of about seventeen or eighteen years old with an ordinary face stood quietly, with his head down, wondering what to think.

"Humph!"

At this moment, a Taoist came out of the palace. His ears were erect, his eyelids were closed, his nose was protruding, and his tongue was drooping. He didn't look like a human, but like a dog.

It is the current patriarch of the Blood Refining Hall, Wild Dog Taoist.

At this moment, he was like a prince inspecting the fief, walking around with his hands behind his back and his belly shy, and finally came to the front of the young man. Seeing the young man's idleness, dissatisfaction flashed across his face.

"Deputy Hall Master Wang, the raw materials for various elixirs in the hall are running low recently, so I need to trouble you to buy some more," Daoist Wild Dog said flatly.

"Understood." Wang Fan glanced at him and said.

Even a fool can see the perfunctory tone of voice.

Daoist Wild Dog stared at him, as if he was about to have a seizure.

But after "Huhu" took a few breaths, he didn't dare to vent his anger.

Hi, so angry!How dare you ignore me, the Suzerain, you are getting more and more arrogant!Sooner or later, you, a disobedient person, will be hacked into pieces to make a warning to others!
Daoist Wild Dog turned back the thought that he had thought about thousands of times in the past ten years.

Afterwards, with his hands behind his back and his stomach full, he walked back to the palace.

Not long after he walked back to the palace, there was a strong smell of blood in the air. He didn't know where it came from, but it suddenly filled the huge space. The smell was so strong that it even overwhelmed the atmosphere in the workshop. medicinal smell.

A black shadow descended from the sky and landed beside Wang Fan.

"Xiao Fan, long time no see." Wang Fan looked at the other party and said with emotion.

The person who came was the traitor of Qingyun Sect, the deputy head of Ghost King Sect, Zhang Xiaofan.

Zhang Xiaofan's appearance is still the same as before, except that he looks a little more mature, there is no change, the appearance between his brows can be clearly seen in his memory.

"Yes, Senior Brother Dafan." Zhang Xiaofan's voice was steady and indifferent.

The veins on Wang Fan's forehead twitched, and he said, "Is there something wrong with coming here suddenly this time?"

Zhang Xiaofan was silent for a while, and said: "Recently, there are rumors that there are rare treasures born in the western death swamp, do you know?"

"I heard something, why, is the Ghost King Zong also planning to send people there?" Wang Fan said.

"good."

Zhang Xiaofan took a look at Wang Fan's expression, and he confirmed that the other party will definitely get involved in this matter.

(End of this chapter)

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