Nangong Wuying's voice still echoed in his ears, a fire disappeared from the sky, on the horizon, the light flashed, and it was no longer visible.

The vague sound of the Vermillion Bird's cry immediately reminded Zhang Fan of the scene a hundred years ago.

At that time, he had just come out of the mine, but was chased by Jin Jie, a member of the Five Elements Family. He eventually had to attack the mountain gate control system, hoping to motivate the masters of the sect, and at the same time he contracted into the cave and fought with the war.

Then Nangong Wuwang happened to leave the mountain gate and killed Jin Jie with every move. He was in the crypt through the soil layer. When he heard the squeak of the Vermillion Bird, Zhang Fan's mood was really hard to count in words, deeply engraved in his heart. Even later, the Five Elements Family was destroyed, but it never faded away.

Today, I finally sit on an equal footing with Nangong Wuwang. When I met again, a few meaningless words seemed to remove a big rock in his heart, without any shadow. The vague sound of the vermilion bird came into my ears, and it was like a cloud and a breeze.

Seeing Nangong Wuwang disappear completely from his sight, Zhang Fan pondered for a moment and knew the reason why he did this.

Although he wanted to wait until his mind was calm before talking to him, he was afraid that there was another reason. He had not really returned to the sect now, so it was not convenient to say more.

"Dad touches Daddy"

"Did you win?"

Just at this moment, a delicate voice came into my ears. The image of a cheering girl appeared in my mind. Zhang Fan smiled slightly and looked back.

Mo Ling cried and her wings shook, and a long rainbow came to him in a flash.

"Dad!"

The separation of Jianxuan seemed to make the father and daughter more intimate. They leaped slowly and leaped. They jumped up from Mo Ling's back and threw themselves into Zhang Fan's arms.

"Ha Ran won, otherwise how could I have the attitude to see my baby daughter!"

Zhang Fan hugged his daughter in his arms, turned a fucking thing, and then put it down. While stroking his slender and soft hair, he looked down intentionally and unintentionally.

There, when he appeared and called out the word "Dad" there, there was a strange look.

After years of experience, countless times of death and death, Zhang Fan's spiritual sense was so sensitive that he immediately noticed something was wrong. In a glance, it was true.

Within my eyes, several young men and women dressed in Phantom Demonic Disciple were full of surprise and suspicion, and finally turned into fear and squeezed into the crowd without realizing it, as if they were afraid of being seen by their family members above.

How could they hide such actions from Zhang Fan's eyes? They immediately realized something was wrong.

"Youyou, tell dad, have they bullied you?"

Zhang Fan's voice did not contain any coldness, but it was clear that he was clear.

This is obviously a guilty person. It is probably because he is not in harmony with Youyou. He suddenly found that she had a real father of the Nascent Soul, so he was afraid of regret.

If Youyou hadn't seen it as if she had inherited her mother's scheming methods, it would not be so easy to deal with. It would be unlikely that she would suffer too much, otherwise Zhang Fan would not have been so calm.

All of them are guys who bully the weak and fear the strong. When I was a child, my mother was disagreeing with those elders, so they looked down on their daughters. I was beaten so hard that my father and mother would cry and complain back."

Youyou clenched her fists, looking cute that they were not worthy of bullying me.

"Oh, how did Xiruo deal with it?"

Zhang Fan smiled slightly and asked with interest.

Until now, he could not imagine how the beautiful, cunning and deceitful little witch in the past became a mother and how she educated her daughter.

"My mother said, beat you hard, and you will be beaten once and once, and you will be beaten if you are not provoked. You will be beaten until they see you around from afar!"

Youyou burst out laughing. Then she said, "After saying that, my mother went out and beat those fathers and mothers. Daddy, are you funny?"

"coffee…"

Zhang Fan was stunned and smiled bitterly: "It's funny, it's funny!"

At the same time, I thought to myself: "I am worthy of being the little witch of the past. This education is really "good!"

He had never been a father, and for a moment, under such circumstances, he could not think of a better way, so he could only keep silent.

"Youyou, do you want dad to teach them for you?"

Zhang Fan took up his daughter's hand, joined his grandfather and others to fly towards everyone below and said with a smile.

"don't want!"

Youyou shook her head and said. He heard that tone, he was quite firm, but it was not as if it was pretentious.

"Oh, I didn't expect my daughter to be a slut."

Zhang Fan was thinking, and before he could say it, he heard her continue, "My daughter hasn't played with them enough!"

As he said that, a smile appeared on his eyes, as if he had thought of some good way to mess with others. He started to laugh secretly.

"Forget it!"

Zhang Fan shook his head, not knowing what to say, but he thought his daughter was so good-natured, at least she didn't have to worry about what she suffered.

"Disciple, pay homage to Master Zhang!"

"Meet Uncle Zhang!"

Just at this moment, Zhang Fan and others landed on the ground and appeared in front of the younger generation below. Before the people had landed, the scattered worship sounded loudly.

Those who call the ancestors are all the foundation-building disciples, accounting for the majority; those who call the uncle are Shao Tie, Pin Liuna Mosquito Killing Pill Cultivation Ten. The ones mixed in it have only a few bad sounds, "The surprise in the sound is hard to cover up.

"It's them!"

Zhang Fan's expression moved, and he suddenly looked back and looked in the sound.

When the word "Teacher" is heard, he knows who the other party is.

"Jiang Tuo"

“Xu Ying.

"Shentu Hong"

The three, brothers and sisters, almost all of them disappeared into the characters in his memory. At this moment, Zhang Fan couldn't react a little.

No wonder he is like this. The three people now have great changes from when Zhang Fanchu entered the sect, or even when he left Qinzhou.

The spirit is full of energy, but more of it is the years that have worn away the edges and edges. Two middle-aged men and a middle-aged woman stand in front of him. The surprise is filled with shame, and the shadow of the past cannot be seen.

All three of them have the foundation-building stage cultivation level. Jiang Tuo, the strongest, is just like Youyou. Just looking at his slightly down-and-out dress, you can tell that they have not been doing well over the years.

Looking at their appearance, Zhang Fan couldn't help but sigh. Han Hao was far away from the Faxiang Sect and nowhere to go since then. According to his original intention, he thought he wanted Zhuo Hao to take care of their fellow brothers.

Unexpectedly, Zhuo Hao fell in Tianzhu Mountain and could not fulfill his master's wish.

It would be fine for Zhang Fan. He was the famous foundation-building man back then. Even without Zhuo Hao, it would have no effect on his status. He even took the bloody battle of Tianzhu Mountain to avenge Zhuo Hao.

But for Jiang Tuo and the other three, it was very different.

After losing his master, the two promising senior brothers died again. They went far away and ended up in a situation of being unreliable.

Although the Faxiang Sect is a righteous sect and does not lack the care of their disciples, it is already the limit to the few ordinary disciples who obviously have no future to ensure that their core disciples can worship after losing their backers. How can they be able to have the advantage of their resources?

But for a hundred years, the three of them are so proud today.

"Senior brother stands out, and everyone's eyes immediately focused on the three of them.

After all, time has changed. How many people really know Zhang Fan? Those people only realized after Jiang Tuo and others said hello in fear. They were from the same school as Zhang Fan. Not to mention that Zhang Fan is now a real person in the Nascent Soul, even if he is the Lord of the God of War, this "Senior Brother" is a good name.

"Junior Brother Jiang, Shen Tu, and Xu, after returning to the sect, remember to come to see your senior brother to reminisce about the past

A little bit of emotion about the ruthlessness of time, Zhang Fan immediately said with a smile.

As soon as this said, Jiang Tuo and others were immediately overjoyed, and countless envious eyes were immediately focused on his back. Many people were even thinking about their relationship with the three of them. The good guys were secretly happy, and their intestines were so regretful that their intestines were about to turn blue. Who knew that the salted fish would turn over one day!

After Zhang Fan finished speaking, he nodded to the three of them, then his eyes drifted and swept across the disciples.

At this time, he discovered the battlefield of Fulong Mountain. Strictly speaking, it was more of the battlefield of the Faxiang Sect. There were very few masters of the Yuling Sect and the Fantasy Demonic Way, but many old friends from the Faxiang Sect in the past were all in sight.

A Ji Zhiyun!

The Faxiang Sect is full of heroes, and the phoenixes gather together, and Ji Zhiyun is the only one!

The peerless genius in the past, the three young masters like Xiruo and Bai Yiyi, and even Ji Zhiyun, the leader of them!

Still elegant and alienated, the moistening things are silent, but they just stand there gracefully, but it seems that everyone is setting off for it. The natural feeling of setting off the clouds and the moon is not something you can do after all.

Among the old friends he met after returning to Qinzhou, in addition to Nangong Wuying, Ji Zhiyun also had the highest cultivation level, and he was already a master in the late stage of the Killing Pill.

Within a hundred years, from the beginning of the foundation building to the late stage of elixir formation, such talent and experience are really envious and jealous, but in the eyes of others, it is nothing compared to Zhang Fan himself.

At least Ji Zhiyun thought so, but when she saw her as if she noticed Zhang Fan's gaze, she walked out. She walked forward and brought a grass to think of it. It seemed that the elf that walked out of the quiet forest came to Zhang Fan.

"Disciple Ji Zhiyun, pay homage to the uncle!"

As if the beautiful sound of a yellow oriole coming out of the valley came into his ears, Zhang Fan was in a daze, as if he recalled the scene that came out of Wuhui Valley at the beginning. He was proud at that time. However, he found that Ji Zhiyun, a pride of his peers, had already made a foundation.

The current situation is a bit like a replica of the past, but the two of them changed positions.

As if he remembered that scene, Ji Zhiyun's expression couldn't help but appear a little complicated, but it was fleeting. When it reappeared, his expression seemed to be sparse shadows. There was also elegance among the flowers.

Zhang Fan did not say the pretentious statements such as "you, I, my senior brother and sister". With his current status, he no longer needs to be so artificial.

After a few social conversations, Zhang Fan raised his head, looked at everyone, and said aloud:
Chapter completed!