Thinking of this, Ji Fan asked:

"King Luo is on the island now?"

"This ... should be there, Lord Luo seems to rarely leave Iceland."

Zhang Hu hesitated.

Hearing this, Ji Fan already knew. It seems that the people in Iceland, accurately, do not know that King Luo is dead.

Thinking of this, Ji Fan asked:

"I want to go to Luo Wang Temple now, how can I go?"

Hearing this, Zhang Hu was shivering.

"Go ... Go to the Palace of Luo?"

"good."

Zhang Hu hurriedly said:

"Master, the crisis in the king's hall is heavy, the killing is four iliac, the master is like a cloud, I have no right to enter at all. Besides, outsiders go in, there is no death."

Hearing this, Ji Fan asked:

"Who tells you?"

"Ah ..."

Zhang Hu's face was stunned.

"These are common sense, everyone in Iceland knows, as to who said, I ... I don't know."

Ji Fan shook his head and laughed. Even King Luo died in his own hands. What is the danger of a king temple in the area? It is nothing more than scaring these ignorant people.

"I ask you how to get in, just answer it directly, talk less nonsense."

Ji Fan said coldly.

"This ... To enter the Palace of Luo, there must be one of the top ten disciples of King Luo Wang, or the King of Luo himself calls, there is no other way."

When he heard this, Ji Fan frowned, and King Luo was dead, so he only introduced it through the top ten disciples of King Luo King.

"Then can you know the top ten disciples of King Luo?"

Zhang Hu shook his head.

"Old man, I can join Luo King's Temple, and I have left shit. Where can I know the kind of adults?

Hearing Zhang Hu's words, Ji Fan helplessly.

It seems that I can only think of other ways.

Ji Fan temporarily lived first, and took Xiao Mei or Zhang Hu to go shopping during the day, and retreat at night.

While Ji Fan practiced in Iceland, there was another major incident in Kyoto.

The Kyoto Martial Arts Association suddenly announced that Wang Guchen was appointed as the head of the north and led the things about the north of the Kyoto Martial Arts Association.

Once this incident was announced, it suddenly caused a stir.

Kyoto Martial Arts Association, Zhang Lao's office.

At this time, Wang Guchen and Wang Hongqing sat on the sofa with a smile on their faces, while Zhang Lao stood in front of the two, his face was dark, and the black mang was flashing from time to time.

After a moment, the black mang in Zhang Lao's eyes retreated. After a short time blank, he finally recovered his soberness.

At a glance, he saw Wang Hongqing and Wang Guchen in front of him.

Zhang Lao immediately remembered the previous thing.

Wang Hongqing brought Wang Guchen to visit him, saying that he had brought good tea, and Wang Hongqing looked like a pleasant look. He personally made Zhang Lao tea.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Lao didn't think about it, so he drank it directly.

But shortly after drinking, he fainted, and he didn't know how long he had been in a coma, and he didn't wake up until now.

As soon as they woke up, they saw the two sitting in front of them, and their faces were full of ridiculous smiles.

Zhang Lao's face was full of anger.

He roared.

"Wang Hongqing, Wang Guchen, you dare to pit me, find death."

As the elder of the three -product Wuzong, Zhang Lao was not a fame. He was full of murderous eyes, and he would blast with a punch, but at this moment, he suddenly appeared in his body. This black gas was extremely weird.

Instantly, he seal his Dantian.

Zhang Lao did not expect that this would happen. He lost his strength and was hit by Wang Guchen.

Bang!

He flew out directly and smashed it on the wall fiercely.

puff!

Zhang Lao's spit out a large mouthful of black blood.

"you……"

Zhang Laoman couldn't believe it. He stared at Wang Guchen in horror.
Chapter completed!