The Steward Demonic Emperor

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When Queer met, he asked: "Then daddy, do you want to see?"

"Secular people, what can be seen? Hasn't it been this way for a hundred years?"

A light arc was drawn across the corner of his mouth, Zhuo Fan slowly shook his head, and sighed: "It's a big deal, I am in this sword house, I just want to be quiet, and by the way feel the essence of the four kendos. "

As he said, Zhuo Fan slowly leaned back on the chair, revealing a comfortable color.

Looking at him deeply, Que'er looked puzzled: "Father, since you want to be quiet, can't we change to another place? Your name as a blind swordsman has been spread out for decades, and finally you have been quiet for a few years. , There are people who are not afraid of death again, and maybe there will be such idiots in a few years, and they will be annoying."

"Hehe, then continue to kill, this place I occupied first, why should I hide from them?" He curled his lips disdainfully, and Zhuo Fan faintly said: "Quer, let them leave, don't leave, just erase it! "

Nodding slightly, Que'er looked outside and shouted: "My father doesn't want to see guests, get out!"

"Hey, this old guy is exactly the same as the villagers said. The spectrum is so big. If you don't even know who we are, you dare to coax people? Humph, if we wait for our name, it will scare him to death. No, hahaha..."

Hearing this, a young boy's scream immediately rang outside the door, arrogant and rude.But as soon as he finished his words, another cold voice suddenly uttered: "Sister Sifan, how about catching the old guy for my brother and letting him kowtow to you?"

"Huh, you are an idiot!"

Listening to these two noises, Que'er couldn't help but laugh, curled her lips in disdain, and looked at Zhuo Fan and said: "Father, we have seen people like this a lot in the past few decades. The dude, let's kill ourselves. Forget it, There is no need for them to do it first, I will go to them now!"

Without speaking, Zhuo Fan just lay quietly on the bamboo chair, calm and serene, which was tantamount to acquiescence.

Aside from anything else, Que'er immediately stepped forward and was about to rush out murderously, so that these ignorant little ghosts knew who was the real person and who was the real offender.

However, before she left the house, the crisp female voice sounded again, and there was a slight anger in her voice: "Shut up, how can you do this? We Luo Family Renyi family, Luomeng is also Xizhou Renyi Exemplary, how can you do such a bullying thing? If this is let my father know, you must be killed!"

squeak!

The body who was lying slowly stiffened suddenly, and Zhuo Fan's brows trembled slightly.

Knowing his intentions, Que'er also stopped her figure immediately, and the murderous aura was drawn into her body again, staring at him in a blink of an eye, waiting for his instructions.

"Sister Sifan, don't be angry, aren't we also helping you? You've been here dozens of times, and every time you come here in good faith and come back disappointed, every time you run into this old guy's absence This time I finally ran into him, and he was so bad-tempered that he chased away guests without even seeing him. It's not something!"

"Yeah, sister Sifan, we also feel sorry for your hard work, and we want to fulfill your wish immediately!" At this time, the two male voices sounded outside the door again.

Zhuo Fan listened in the room with a solemn expression: "The little ghost of the Luo family, I didn't expect to find this place. This is fate, huh..."

"No matter what, don't do to others what you don't want. Whether people want to see us or not is their business. We must not force it. What is the difference from robbers!"

Severely reprimanded the two men, the little girl's pleading sound again: "Senior Blind Sword Master, young woman Luo Sifan, sincerely ask senior to meet, ask senior to read the little girl dozens of visits to no avail. For the sake of this, let’s meet the younger generation, the younger generation is really sincere!"

Standing quietly at the door, Queer looked at Zhuo Fan, waiting for his meaning.

After pondering a little, Zhuo Fan smiled and waved his hand: "Let them come in, I also want to see what the Luo family juniors will look like a hundred years later."

"You come in!"

Nodding slightly, Que'er waved his hand, and immediately swung the bamboo door open, and then stood quietly behind Zhuo Fan.After a cheerful cheer broke out outside the door, three figures filed in and walked in here.

The first person who came in was a slightly obese man, about eighteen or nineteen years old, with a shabby face. He looked around and saw that the hut was so shabby, and he couldn't help showing contempt.

The second person who came in was a thin man with a long sword in his hand, inlaid with gold and jade, which was extremely precious at first glance.Originally, there was some anger and contempt in his eyes, but as soon as he saw the long sword hanging in the room, his pupils suddenly shrank, showing a look of surprise, and then looked at Zhuo Fan who was still sitting on the bamboo chair. Deep respect finally appeared in his eyes, and he bowed.

As for the third one who came in, it was the little girl, her face was peach blossom, pure and pleasant, and even a bit dull. When she saw Zhuo Fan's face, she hurriedly bowed and stammered: "Qian ……senior……"

"Well, I have heard all of your clamors outside just now, so you can still speak some human words!" The corner of his mouth curled slightly, and Zhuo Fan volleyed the little girl and chuckled.

Hearing this, the fat man became angry immediately and he wanted to move forward: "What are you talking about, old stuff?"

But before he could do anything, he was already stopped by the thin man beside him.The little girl also gave him a fierce look, and said angrily: "Shut up, or I will tell your father to go!"

The fat head shrank slightly, and the fat man finally dared not move anymore.Just staring at Zhuo Fan's eyes, full of hatred.

Idiot, if it weren't for my father to have some friendship with your elders, you would have died one hundred and eighty times early!

Taking a deep look at the fat man, Que'er curled his lips in disdain.Zhuo Fan didn't mind, so I first figure out their details before talking.If it’s not that great, hum...

"Little girl, the old man just heard you say that you are the Luomeng... are you the Luomeng of Xizhou Jiuzong?"

"Of course, otherwise where are there so many Luomengs in Xizhou?"

Staring at him arrogantly, the fat man said with a look of contempt: "How about it, old guy, be afraid. We are the leader of the Nine Sects of Xizhou in Luomeng, and even Shuanglongyuan gives us three points. How dare you not give us? Face, not seeing us, it's just looking for death...ah..."

But before he finished speaking, he couldn't help yelling out. He turned around and saw the little girl staring at him fiercely, stomping on one of his feet, gritted her teeth: "Shut up, just tell me Isn’t it?"

"Senior, don't be angry, junior Luo Sifan, Luo Yunhai, the leader of the Luo League, is my father, these two are my brothers, if there is anything offended, I hope Senior Haihan!"

Immediately afterwards, the girl hurriedly clasped her fists and bowed to apologize.

His complexion was startled, Zhuo Fan took a deep breath, lowered his head slightly, and fell into a daze.

Luo Sifan...Sifan, do you miss me?

"By the way, you are Miss Luo Meng, who are these two fools?"

"Who are you stupid, old man?" The two refused to accept, shouting together.

With a calm face, Zhuo Fan said quietly: "I said you two are stupid, how about hitting me?"

"You..." I was stagnant, and I was so angry, I just watched Luo Sifan's presence and didn't know how to do it, so he shouted, "Where do we look like fools?"

"Then where do I look like an old man?"

"Others say you are an old man!"

"Then everyone says you two are stupid!"

"Who is it?"

"Yes, who is it?"

"Villager!"

"Bird!"

The two little ghosts and Zhuo Fan argued with each other. The two used the villagers as evidence, and Zhuo Fan pointed at the Queer next to him and hit back perfectly.If people say that you are what you are, then Ching'er is also someone else. If she says you are stupid, then you are stupid.

puff!

The two boys were so angry that they gritted their teeth, their faces flushed, and let their family members come to prove it. Are they fair?Luo Sifan couldn't help but chuckled, covering his mouth, looking at Zhuo Fan's eyes, full of joy, and coughing lightly before he stopped laughing and said: "Pre...senior, don't tell them. It’s an insight. It’s the first time I have seen it. Some old people and young people quarrel like this!

"This is also the first time I have seen such a young man who is so ignorant!"

With a cold smile, Zhuo Fan couldn't help but yelled out: "Say, which one of you are you, maybe the head of the Luo family is also your father!"

"Not yet!"

Ok?

The two of them all exited together. From time to time they looked at Luo Sifan who was on the side. They looked blushing at her. Zhuo Fan was taken aback and asked: "What is Shang yet? That’s, it’s not that it’s not, how can it be... Oh, that’s the case, sorry, my eyes are inconvenient, I can’t see clearly, it turns out that's the case!"

But soon, Zhuo Fan understood everything, and coughed dryly: "The so-called right to the right, who do you think you are, do you have this qualification?"

"Huh, do you have the qualifications? Old fellow, you are really blind. If you know who my father is, you won't ask like that!"

With a proud face raised his neck, the fat man yelled: "To tell you the truth, my surname is Long, Long Jianshan, my father is the Luomeng veteran, Long Xingyun, and my grandfather is the Luomeng Seven Creation League. One of the elders..."

"Long Yifei?"

However, before he could finish speaking, Zhuo Fan said suddenly: "So...you are the line of Tianyu Qianlong Pavilion?"

But for Zhuo Fan’s statement, the fat man was immediately stunned: "What Qianlong Pavilion, what nonsense are you talking about, there is no Qianlong Pavilion in this world, I have said, we are Luo Meng veteran..."

"Long Jianshan, I heard my father say that your Long Family was Qianlong Pavilion before joining Luo League!" At this moment, Luo Sifan couldn't help but exclaimed.

Can't help but froze slightly, Long Jianshan looked confused: "Really, why haven't I heard of it?"

"Now that Luo Meng is so famous, is it worth mentioning the old reputation? Ha ha ha..." With a smile, Zhuo Fan shook his head, and Zhuo Fan was noncommittal.

But the eyes of the three of them looking at Zhuo Fan are even more bizarre. Who is he? The juniors of them had no idea what happened a hundred years ago. He actually knew exactly what happened.And even the background of each family is clear. What is going on?

For a moment, the three of them looked at Zhuo Fan's eyes, even more confused...