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Chapter 1052: Real Wu Ling

In the empty mountain belly, 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 I should be a very majestic old brother!"

"Old brother?"

Zhang Fan laughed silently, knowing in his heart that she imagined it with the appearance of three brothers, and that was not the old man.

"Hahaha"

Zhang Fan laughed loudly, Zhang Xin's childish words instead made him get rid of the past and feel happy.

"let's go!"

As soon as the laughter stopped, Zhang Fan pulled Zhang Xin's little hand. Then Zhang Xin felt a flash in front of her eyes, and the strong wind blew on her face. When she opened her eyes, it was already in the mottled forest, in front of Han Hao's tomb.

Before Zhang Xin could be surprised, Zhang Fan let go of her hand and sat straight in front of Han Hao's tombstone. He took out the green jade gourd from somewhere and started drinking it.

Seeing him like that, Xi Ruo was drinking with Kan Cang and was completely immersed in it, and nothing outside was left in his eyes.

"elder brother

Zhang Xin wanted to speak but stopped, as if she had tens of millions of words to say, but she could not speak it even though she could not speak it.

At this time, she had no warning to this stranger for some reason and could tell him anything, but she felt very comfortable and close.

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

"ah!"

Zhang Xin's face suddenly turned a little white, and she suddenly looked back and saw that at the end of the tree-lined avenue, a middle-aged man stopped and looked towards him.

"Oops."

Zhang Xin's heart was full of hype. She knew the significance of this place to their Zhang family. It was an absolute forbidden area. It would be strange if she didn't have an attack when she saw such a place where she was drinking in a divine manner.

All kinds of thoughts flashed through her mind, thinking about how to prevent the two sides from having conflicts. The middle-aged man on the opposite side was completely angry, but instead seemed to have found something, a smile appeared on his face. He whispered: "My sister-in-law, please invite the head of the family."

"He came to me."

"He didn't see his brother."

The voice came to your ears, and Zhang Xin immediately reacted and looked around strangely. Zhang Fan was drinking wine on his own, as if he was completely unaware of the arrival of an outsider. "Brother, I will give you wine tomorrow."

"I bought some good wine at home."

When talking about good wine, Zhang Xin's mood was obviously depressed. The wines were prepared for her wedding banquet.

Zhang Fan nodded as if he was aware of nothing. His eyes never left Han Hao's tombstone.

"I'm leaving."

A look of disappointment flashed across Zhang Xin's face, and hesitated for a moment. He left reluctantly.

Until she disappeared at the end of the tree-lined avenue, the middle-aged man never found any trace of Zhang Fan's existence from the beginning to the shaking.

Seven days passed in a flash.

During these seven days, Zhang Xin returned to the scene several times, bringing a lot of good wine, and always accompanied Zhang Fan in front of Han Hao's tomb. She talked about a lot of interesting things that Han Hao had experienced over the years, and she had been sitting there until the disciples guarding her outside came to remind her.

During the whole process, Zhang Fan said very little, drank a lot of wine, and prepared by Zhang Xin, even the Manniu next to him was secretly shocked, thinking that the wine was enough to take a bath for him.

After drinking a lot of spiritual wine, Zhang Fan was not only not drunk, but his eyes became brighter and brighter. It seemed that he could penetrate everything in the dark, and the daytime was not afraid to look at it.

As time passed, Manniu was uniquely sensitive to transforming into a monster, and felt that his master seemed to have changed, a little different, and could not tell what was different. But at this time, Zhang Fan was sitting there quietly, with the great pressure that was the only one he saw in his life, so he didn't dare to ask.

During the seven days, Zhang Fan was isolated from the world, and everything around him was apart from a few more wine jars. There was no change, but the island was very different.

Shuttle back and forth, most of the cultivators in this sea area have come; noisy and lively, and a prosperous scene is coming

The day when Zhang Xin got married and Wu Tie married was today.

The cultivators nearby rushed to support the show, but it was not for the sake of the Zhang family. They did not have this ability. The key was that the disciples of Wuling Zhenren released the wind and said that Wuling Zhenren would come to the scene in person to witness the marriage between the grandson and Miss Zhang family.

This is the reason why the nearby immortal cultivators are so arrogant. It is nothing more than thinking about it. The Nascent Soul True Person can be valued by the Nascent Soul True Person. If you are not good, you can see how powerful the Nascent Soul True Person looks like.

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

It is said that a real person in Nascent Soul came to greet the bride in person. This is an absolute courtesy, but in the lobby full of festive atmosphere, the children of the Zhang family were particularly silent.

This is true for the younger generation below, and so is Zhang Feng and others at the top.

It is said that there is no problem with the grandson of Wu Ling Zhenren, who is not good at matching Zhang Xin. In fact, it is their Zhang family that has been arguing. However, in fact, who doesn’t know what that Wu Ling is?

Isn’t this going to push my daughter into a trap?

Unfortunately, the fire pit now has to jump.

As time goes by, a voice suddenly broke in the lobby with no silence and no festive atmosphere.

"They are here!"

Zhang Feng and others who were on the way up slowly stood up and took their children out of the door.

The real ceremony is not in this lobby, but an open-air platform built early outdoors. If it weren't for this, it wouldn't be possible to receive so many immortal cultivators who came to watch the ceremony from afar.

Although I was resentful, I had to do my best to be etiquette. When the Zhang family went out, a large cloud in the east was dyed black ink, and thick clouds rolled in, surging in.

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

Whether it is the children of the Zhang family or those who come to watch the ceremony, there are many people who change their colors.

This momentum is not triggered by one person, but is integrated by a strong man to form a overwhelming force. The dark clouds are still far away, and the oppression of the storm is coming.

"What is Wuling Zhenren doing?"

Zhang Yao, the only woman among the four chiefs of the Zhang family, showed resentment. Finally, she still had some rationality. She lowered her voice and only her three brothers could hear it: "Does he want to give us one? Do you want to give us a warning?"

If it is a stunning move, the goal of Wuling Zhenren has been achieved.

Regardless of those who watched the rituals in front of the curtain, the Zhang family's children alone, except for the four of them who had the initial stage of the Killing Pill, they could still maintain their expressions. The other people's performance was greatly inferior. Some younger generations even stood unsteadily and their faces were pale.

Fortunately, as the dark clouds approached, the momentum did not rise, but maintained oppression. Otherwise, someone would be unable to hold on and would be soft on the spot. In that case, the face would be really stepped onto the bottom of the foot.

"The Wuling Zhenren shouldn't do this kind of thing, our Zhang family"

Zhang Qin showed a bitter expression on his face, and he couldn't continue to say the following words.

Everyone understood this meaning, it was nothing more than that the Zhang family had surrendered and was unable to fight against the Master Wu Ling Zhenren, the Nascent Soul Master, and he had no need to do such things.

This answer is too frustrating, and it was just unmanned interface for a moment.

In just a moment, the dark clouds approached and suddenly contracted, turning into a pitch-black bead that fell into the hands of an obese old man.

Above the open-air platform, a throne similar to a cloud bed appeared in front of everyone.

"ah!"

"That's the real person Wu Ling!"

"It's really impressive."

As soon as he appeared in a strong manner, the audience members from the audience suddenly became noisy, and the whispers almost formed a torrent.

"snort!"

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

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

He was an old man who couldn't tell his age. He looked so fat that he didn't look like he could walk. His dark clothes were tightly tightly on his body, like a tight suit, highlighting the fat pieces.

A gentle smile always hangs on his face, even when he snorted coldly, suppressing all the noise.

If he hadn't sat upright on the throne, the protagonist Wu Tie stood obediently, and it was obvious at a glance that this fat old man was the famous Wu Ling Zhenren. I'm afraid everyone would regard him as a shopkeeper in an ordinary store.

No matter what happens, no one dares to underestimate him. Wu Ling Zhenren has been dominating this sea area for hundreds of years, and under his power, he is simply a heavenly existence.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time."

Wu Ling's face was full of smiles, and he pushed away Wu Tie and the help of the maids around him with one hand, and he was full of body

rise.

In an instant, a powerful and domineering aura suddenly spread with the movement of standing up. Zhang Feng and others who were facing each other felt their breathing at the first moment and were almost suffocating.

The body that was originally as fat as a pig seemed to look majestic and arrogant at this time. Wu Tie stood beside him, looking even thin as a bamboo pole. His face turned pale, and his eyes were flashing with lewd light. It looked like a person with a sore on his head and thick soles flowing from the soles of his feet.

Zhang Feng and four others came down in person and bowed and said, "Please give me a seat, I'll be polite."

True Man Wu Ling stood there casually waiting for the four of them to approach, and then said proudly: "How can I help Master Zhang to welcome you? You're welcome."

"You wait and meet all your friends."

The previous sentence was what Zhang Feng said, but the next sentence was what he said to his disciples who followed him. He waved his fat hand and followed the Zhang family to the open-air platform with Wu Tie.

The disciples and disciples who followed Wu Ling Zhenren were flooded as soon as they entered the crowd. Almost every disciple was surrounded by three layers inside and three layers outside, and water could not be poured in, which shows how popular they were.

On the open-air platform, everyone just divided the guests and hosts to sit down. Wu Tie, who had been following Wu Ling, suddenly turned his eyes and swept his lewd eyes over, and said dissatisfiedly: "Where is Zhang Xin? Why don't you come out to welcome me?"

As soon as these words were spoken, almost all the children of the Zhang family changed their faces and showed anger.

Wang: Second update

The situation is very bad. The protagonist's situation is brewing in his mind when he appears, and he feels that he is still a little worse than the expected effect.
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