As he murmured in his heart, Zhang Fan suddenly stood up, said nothing more, and turned around and was about to leave.

The anxiety was beyond words, and he didn't even say hello.

"etc!"

"Junior Brother Zhang is here!"

Zhang Fanwang took a step and felt that his arm was being grabbed. When he looked down, he saw a fat palm that was so fat that he couldn't stand the joints, hanging firmly on his forearm.

With a frown, Zhang Fan asked, "Brother Fu, what do you mean?"

Fuchang didn't answer and asked back, "Where did Junior Brother Zhang want to go?"

I'm going to go back to the mountain gate."

Zhang Fan did not hide it and answered directly.

"What?"

Fuchang screamed and said, "Junior brother, are you crazy?"

"What's the point of going back alone?"

"The sect has its own way to deal with it. You should go overseas with the rich and I to avoid it!"

"how?"

Zhang Fan smiled bitterly, and knew in his heart that Fuchang regarded him as a foolish and loyal man.

If that strange force was not so fast, if the old monsters of the Nascent Soul Sects of Qinzhou were caught off guard and were defeated, even as long as the Faxiang Sect was not surrounded, he would agree calmly and then take his grandfather and leave with him.

This was originally the purpose of his coming here. With Fuchang's familiarity, it would be better.

“What a pity

Zhang Fan sighed inwardly, looked at Fuchang's eyes, and said in a deep voice: "My grandpa is still in the market!"

"this

Fuchang choked and stammered for a moment and couldn't speak. Even the palm that was pulling on Zhang Fan's arm could not help but slide down with the other party.

What else can he say?

Fuchang's face, which had always been full of smiles, could not help but show a bitterness. It's impossible for people to be an unfilial person? If he dares to say it, according to Zhang Fan's reaction when he learned that his senior brother had fallen that day, it is possible that he would vent his anger by killing him.

"Brother Fu, your kindness is appreciated."

"If there is a future, I will repay you."

"I wish Brother Fu a good trip and goodbye!"

After the speech came to an end, Zhang Fan glanced slightly at the corner of the room, then turned around and did not stop.

"well!"

Zhang Fan's figure quickly disappeared from Fuchang's vision. For some reason, a sigh of regret suddenly appeared, and all turned into a long sigh.

With a sigh, the whole room trembled suddenly. The "chi" sound was endless. Fuchang raised his eyebrows, and then his face was full of bitterness. He saw that where Zhang Fan had stood up, two footprints that were one foot deep were prominent, and countless cracks were spreading in all directions with these two footprints as the center.

"One more room!"

"What table tennis is this?"

Obviously, when he heard the bad news, Zhang Fan's mood fluctuated violently, and there was also a problem with the spiritual power in his body, and the scene of that day was immediately reproduced.

Fuchang shook his head and smiled bitterly, looking at the whole room, cracks were everywhere in a moment, and for a moment, his feet were like a girl's net, and he felt insecure in his heart.

"I really ruined several rooms of my house at one time, I'm a prodigal son!"

Just as I sighed, a cheerful voice came from the corner of the room:

"Brother, what house are you still regretting? Get it clean up quickly and go with your brother!"

Immediately, a screen moved away from one corner of the room, and a man with a bearded beard, with a tiger's back and a bear's waist, stepped out of it with great might.

This person's face looks vaguely similar to Fuchang, but he just boils the fat body and turns it into angular muscles.

It is Fuchang's brother, Fuwen.

"Brother. Junior Brother Zhang seemed to have discovered you just now."

Yan Chang is best at observing words and expressions, otherwise he would not be the foreign affairs supervisor. Zhang Fan's glance before leaving was naturally unable to hide it from his eyes.

"That's right."

"I didn't want to hide it from him."

Fuwen walked to Fuchang, looked at the footprints not far away, and said regretfully: "What a pity, if he walked with us, he would be worry-free!"

"Um?"

Fuchang glanced at his brother in confusion and asked, "Junior Brother Zhang is that powerful? How about you, brother?"

Although he knew that Zhang Fan became famous for fighting and killing, he had never seen him take action, so he naturally could not judge. He could only compare his elder brother who was a middle-stage foundation-building cultivation.

“Of course it’s amazing.

Fuwen's eyes showed a look of longing, as if he had remembered something, and Shaoqing said a little sadly: "You have never seen him show his power, otherwise he would not have asked this."

"Your brother, I am just a mediocre person, how can I compare with such a pride of heaven!"

“What a pity,”

Fu Wen sighed and looked at the bustling street outside the window, where a figure in black clothes passed through the crowd, suddenly disappeared. In a blink of an eye, it disappeared.

"He's gone, I don't know

He shook his head, obviously not optimistic about Zhang Fan's trip, and then said, "Okay, brother,

"It is not suitable to stay here for a long time."

Outside the Binhai market, a beautiful torrent of fire flowed across the sky, and the thunder sounded like Zhang Fan’s mood.

I don't know if it's a blood-red color that gradually dyes his eyes

"Grandpa, you must wait for me!"

I silently recited in my heart, and the spiritual power was activated to the extreme. The instant burst of light seemed like a long rainbow of flames flashing, with a faint sense of the artistic conception of the golden crow melting fire.

If it were in the past, he would have been ecstatic about this breakthrough sign, but now he seems to have not noticed it. He just speeds up and speeds up. Otherwise, he would even want to use the Golden Crow Ronghuo to rush the way directly.

Introduce, son, has it decided?"

The sigh sounded directly from Zhang Fan's mind, and it was the voice of the Ku Taoist.

"Well, I know me."

Zhang Fan's speed remains unabated, and his spiritual consciousness is in the channel.

"It's a life of death!"

“No more thought about it?”

Zhang Fan smiled slightly, and the violence in his eyes seemed to fade away, and there was still a hint of determination in the clear and clear expression.

"If you do something and don't do it, this must be done!"

"Grandpa gave me blood and helped me become a human being. The rest is as heavy as a mountain. If I don't go today, what is the difference between me, Zhang Fan and Jin Li, that unfilial son?"

"I'm ashamed of being a human being!"

Zhang Fan's three sentences are sonorous and powerful, and the determination is fully revealed, and there is no possibility of being a mercurial spine anymore.

Taoist Ku also understood this, and sighed and stopped persuading him.

"You are old, don't worry too much. This trip may not necessarily bring you and me."

"These outsiders and ghosts must be concentrated at the mountain gate of the Faxiang Sect. The market is just a big shot. Even if you have the strength, you will not be much stronger."

Zhang Fan's words may be comforting, but they are also the truth. As long as the mountain gate of the Dharma Xiang Sect is not broken, it will be the eternal focus. As long as the other party has normal intelligence, it will not put too much strength into an optional market.

"I hope it will be as you wish!" Ku Dao Ren snorted coldly.

"Old Ku, you just came to Fuchang, you seem to have something to say?"

"Can you tell me now?"

Although Zhang Fan was trying his best to travel, he did not forget to continue to inquire about the other party’s origin from Taoist Ku. In any case, it is always good to know more before the fight.

"Nine Nether Great Sharp Curse."

"I heard from the description of that fat man, it looks very much like the ancient Yin Demon secret method, the Nine Netherworld Destruction Curse."

"But the old man was not sure. The Nine Netherworld Destroyed Curse has always exploded in twelve places, exterminating everything. How come there are only ten places now?"

"Um"

Hearing this, Zhang Fan suddenly looked like a move, and scenes of the past flashed through his mind. The heavenly corpse found in the mine cave, the weak point in Shutong's cave that was arranged into a teleportation array...

With a thought in his mind, Zhang Fan informed the Ku Taoist all the time about the day, and just finished speaking. A slap in his mind:

"Go away."

"It's Jiuyou Dadu Brother"
To be continued...