The Steward Demonic Emperor

Biquge www.xbiquge.cc, the fastest update of the latest chapters of the Demon King Butler!Ignoring the surprise of the three of them, Zhuo Fan pointed at the thin man again, and faintly said: "Who are you, and one of the seven imperial families?"

"Uh... the junior Xie Nianyang, my father Xie Tianshang, the head of the ten worship of the Xizhou Sword God Sect, my grandfather is one of the seven veterans of the Luomeng Chuangmeng, Xie Xiaofeng!" There is a deep mystery in Zhuo Fan's body. Dare to neglect, and hurriedly bowed in response.

Nodded clearly, Zhuo Fan couldn't help but exhale: "So that's it, Jianhou Mansion is one line. Nianyang...Nianyang, by the way, where is your uncle Xie Tianyang, is there his whereabouts?"

"Well, to seniors, I heard from my father that my uncle Xie Tianyang went back to the mountain forest a hundred years ago, and he is nowhere to be found. Now there is no news from him. My grandfather misses my uncle very much, so he named me Nianyang. !"

"Really, this kid hasn't been back home in a hundred years? It's really free and easy, ha ha ha..." Unconsciously chuckled, Zhuo Fan slowly shook his head, but there was a faint smile in the laughter. Sad and envious.

Once upon a time, he had never thought of returning to hermitage with beauty, but it was a pity that he had no fate!

The three juniors looked at Zhuo Fan like this, but they were even more puzzled. They looked at each other, or Luo Sifan bowed and cautiously said: "Senior, do you know all the elders in my family?"

"Well, it's a bit related, otherwise it's impossible to see you hairy boys casually!" Unconsciously smiled, Zhuo Fan nodded slightly: "Say, what can you do with me?"

"Uh, Uncle Blind, it's actually like this..."

"Well, Uncle Blind?"

"Yes, the younger generation doesn't know how to call you. The villagers also call you a blind swordsman. Seeing you have such a deep connection with your father, your niece dares to call you uncle, don't mind."

After pondering a little, Luo Sifan rolled his eyes left and right, and immediately set them up almost: "If you don't like it, I wonder what should I call my niece?"

Her lips trembled slightly. Que'er was listening, looking at Zhuo Fan, and chuckled: "Father, this younger sister is a familiar one, except for her name, she is probably pretty good!"

That's right, in terms of seniority, Luo Yunhai saw that Zhuo Fan was considered to be his elder brother, and his daughter called Zhuo Fan an uncle. Although the seniority was good, he was obviously called younger.It should be uncle, uncle, your uncle or something.

However, Zhuo Fan didn't care about these details, he let out a laugh, and waved his hand: "Little girl, when I first saw you, I thought you were a pretty lady, but this shameless appearance of climbing up the bar is quite old-fashioned. , Hahaha... It seems that your father really passed it on."

"It's not my father, it's my aunt!" His cheeks flushed, and Luo Sifan's eyes flashed a shyness: "My aunt said that if you want to take charge, you have to be so skinless and faceless. That's how my family started back then!"

"Hahaha...yes, it really started like this back then, and the shameless one is...hahaha!"

I couldn’t help laughing. Zhuo Fan seemed to think of the old things again. He couldn’t help his face full of joy. He had a rare joy for so many years: "Okay, girl, let me talk about it. Uncle, I can help. Help!"

He couldn't help being overjoyed, Luo Sifan glanced at the two of them joyfully, and hurriedly bowed: "Thank you, uncle for your accomplishment. It's not a lie, blind uncle, it will be my father's birthday in two months. My niece wants to help him The old man prepared a special birthday gift, but after thinking about it, my father sat in the world and lacked everything. He was really distressed. Later, passing by here, he learned that the seniors' military training is extraordinary, especially the spirit sword, which is rare in the world. Come and ask for a favor, and I hope Uncle will do it!"

"It turns out that you are very filial. It is rare to work so hard for your father's birthday gift!" Nodding clearly, Zhuo Fan praised him first, Luo Sifan and the others were also smiling, but soon, Zhuo Fan frowned again and exclaimed, "It's just that your dad's little bunny has passed his life so quickly? I haven't had it yet!"

when!

As if a bronze bell rang in his head, the three young juniors were stunned at first hearing this.

What did this girl just say, little bastard?He actually called the leader of the Luo League a little bunny?Who on earth does he dare to slander the master Xizhou in such a way?With the strength of Luo League now, even Ssangyong Supreme would not dare to talk to the leader like this, but he...

But how did they know that in the world, only Zhuo Fan dared to call Luo Yunhai like that.Even if Luo Yunhai stood in front of him, and Zhuo Fan called him that, he would never have the slightest intention of disobeying him.

Especially the old people in Luomeng are more aware that Zhuo Fan is more than enough to do this in terms of qualifications and qualifications, there is nothing to say!

But these three juniors don't understand it. The leader of the Luo League dignified, being so underestimated, it was the first time they saw him.

Seeing the sudden silly look of those three guys, Que'er couldn't help covering her mouth and let out a laugh, then looked at Zhuo Fan and teased: "Why, daddy, are you jealous? Or this year... My third brother and I will give you too Have a big birthday?"

"Forget it, I'm not old yet, what long life will I have, noisy!"

Rolling his eyes helplessly, Zhuo Fan couldn't help but shook his head with a smile: "I just didn't expect that Yunhai, a little bunny boy, actually started to live his life. Thinking of seeing him for the first time that year, he still wears crotch pants, but he didn't expect... Ha ha ha..."

The face couldn't help but the three juniors shook their hearts together again.

This girl has actually seen the leader of the league when he was a child, is it a decisive predecessor in the league?No, but all the heavyweights in the league are those with high strength and power all over Xizhou, with hands and eyes open to the sky.But this old guy has no strength if he wants to be strong, but the Profound Sky is only five-fold, he wants to have no power, he is a lonely family, with only one woman with him, and at most one son. He doesn't look like a nobleman in the alliance!

Hey, by the way, his Sky Profound Realm, after another hundred years, how could he be so young, he looked like a young man in his twenties.If it weren't for the villagers to say that he has stayed here for decades, it would be hard for them to imagine that this is a senior.

There were too many questions in their hearts, and the three of them looked at Zhuo Fan in a daze. They were stunned for a while, and their eyes were all confused.

After Zhuo Fan laughed, there was still a touch of warmth at the corner of his mouth, he waved his hand suddenly, and shouted: "Little girl, you want a sword, no problem, uncle here is a lot of swords, pick whatever!"

"Yes, thank you blind uncle!"

First, he froze for a while, then Luo Sifan nodded in surprise, and hurriedly pulled Xie Nianyang to the side: "Isn't your family the most researched sword? You can help me see, which one is better for my father? ?"

"Don't worry, leave it to me, sister Sifan!"

"cut!"

Xie Nianyang nodded suddenly, with a look of intent, and pulled Luo Sifan into the dazzling sword forest.Long Jianshan curled his lips slightly, hummed sourly, and walked in.

However, I don't know this, I was shocked at first glance.

Xie Nianyang carefully looked at each spirit sword here, but the more he looked at it, the more frightened he became, his eyes flashing with incredible light.

"If you are optimistic, please hurry up and leave, trouble, hum!" Long Jianshan urged impatiently, Luo Sifan also stared at him closely, with hopeful wings in his eyes: "How, Xie Nianyang, which one do you think is better?"

"Subtle, too subtle, no one is perfect, there is no good sword in the world. What's very strange is that I sometimes feel that this grade of spirit sword is even more dazzling and precious than the 9th grade spirit sword. I don't even know it. I'll pick you one grade or nine grade..."

"Of course I have chosen Rank Nine, what would it be like to give a Rank 1 spirit sword to the Patriarch?"

Can't help but sneer, Long Jianshan immediately sarcastically said: "Your family is still a swordsman. Everyone knows that the 9th grade is better than the 1st grade. Are you still entangled here? If you want me to say, just leave the highest grade. What’s the highest here, Nine-Rank, take a hand and go!"

"But... I think Yipin is better..."

"Fart, how can one rank better than nine, your head is watt?"

Xie Nianyang hesitated, not knowing how to choose, but Long Jianshan yelled and laughed: "Sister Sifan, have you seen it? This girl brags about how much he knows about swords every day. I don't know anything. It's not clear which is better than the 9th rank, you still let him pick the sword for you? Hahaha...I really laughed at me, or brother, let me help you!"

"I don't need to pick the sword here, any one is unparalleled in the world. Then Xie Nianyang doesn't know how to choose, but it proves that he is a sword-savvy person!"

However, at this moment, Zhuo Fan smiled slightly, stood up slowly, came to the sword forest, touched the sword body one by one, and said quietly: "Swords are like people, and every sword is unique. The existence of a sword has its own spirituality. It does not matter whether it is the first rank or the ninth rank. People are picking swords, and swords are picking people. Each sword has its own kendo. If it does not match the kendo of the person who makes the sword, Then it will be a stranger, unable to resonate. On the contrary, it will be the opposite!"

"Just now Xie Nianyang hesitated about the first- and ninth-rank spirit swords, hahaha... you deserve to be a descendant of Jianhou Mansion, and you really know swords. The ninth-rank spirit sword was made by me three years ago. I cast it three months ago. Whenever I have a new understanding of kendo, I will start with the first-rank sword and continue to refine it to the twelfth rank. Every time I have a little understanding, I will repeat this way and feel the essence of the sword. This ninth-rank sword Although the rank is high, the sword is shallow. Although this sword is of low rank, it has a deep sword and is more suitable for cultivation and comprehension!"

"Hmph, joke, isn't the spirit sword just a weapon? It's the first time I heard that you can still cultivate and enlighten with a weapon!" Hearing this, Long Jianshan couldn't help but sneered and sneered.

The corner of his mouth curled up, and Zhuo Fan curled his mouth disdainfully: "I used to think like you, but people who don't understand naturally don't know the true meaning of it. If you don't treat the sword as a friend, how can he tell you the center of the sword? , The sword is the king of a hundred soldiers, and has its own arrogance. If you are not sincere, it is naturally difficult to grasp the essence of it. This is why so many people understand kendo, some are shallow, some are deep, except In addition to qualifications and understanding, sincerity is also very important!"