Chapter 823: The Girl in White

"Whew. ”

The wind roared and suddenly sounded in my ears. If it was an ordinary person, the first time it must have been a physical reflex to dodge, but Zhuo Bufan still stood in place and did not make any movements.

A cold light passed in front of him, and then a sharp knife appeared in front of him, less than a centimeter away from his Adam's apple, and even his skin could sensitively feel the cold on the blade.

"Why don't you get out of the way. A voice with a slight anger and surprise sounded, very soft, but as crisp as a jade bead falling on a plate.

"Even if I don't dodge, you won't be able to hurt me. ”

Zhuo Bufan said calmly, with his current cultivation, except for laser guns or some anti-materiel weapons, there are very few weapons that can hurt him, let alone an ordinary dagger.

"Huh?"

The soft little hand holding the dagger finally retracted, and then a slight sigh was heard, containing a little helplessness and anger.

Zhuo Bufan turned around slowly, and then his pupils shrank slightly, revealing a little surprise.

The girl standing beside him was about one meter six tall, not tall, not short, neither fat nor thin, wearing a set of white long dresses, the fair and somewhat delicate face was full of anger, and a pair of big eyes stared at him deadly.

"Is that you?" Zhuo Bufan finally remembered.

This girl is none other than Liao Wen, a girl from the White Witch Clan who I saw last time.

"Do you remember me?" Liao Wen clenched her white fists, gritted her silver teeth, and stared at Zhuo Bufan as if she had seen her enemy.

Zhuo Bufan frowned, "I don't remember what grudge I have against you, why did you come to kill me." ”

He went to Japan last month, and the other party must have come to Qingli University to look for him after investigation, and I don't know how long Liao Wen has been in Xuzhou before waiting for him to appear.

"If it weren't for you, how could our White Witch clan suffer the scourge of extermination, if it weren't for you, my grandfather wouldn't have been captured by them. Liao Wen gritted her teeth and said, her eyes were slightly red, and her eyes were full of mist.

"Dark Witch Sect?" Zhuo Bufan seemed to think of something, looked at her and said lightly: "If you have anything to say, come back to the hotel with me." ”

After speaking, Zhuo Bufan walked towards the door of the hotel.

Liao Wen stood in place, hesitated for a moment, then withdrew her dagger and followed his footsteps.

Just as the two of them walked into the hotel together, a white Porsche drove to the door of the hotel on the road and stopped, looking at the hotel door through the car window with a pair of beautiful big eyes, frowning slightly.

"Loss Mengmeng was also worried that Fu Shao would find someone to retaliate against him, but he was good, and he actually found a woman to open a house. Tong Ling, who was sitting in the Porsche, snorted coldly, slammed his fist on the steering wheel, and complained about his best friend.

Hotel room.

"Drink water. Zhuo Bufan put the cup on the coffee table and immediately sat opposite Liao Wen. After Liao Wen told the ins and outs of the matter one by one, Zhuo Bufan understood the reason for the matter, he killed the young witch master in Jiaolong Valley last time, and the old witch master of the Black Mist Sect was furious, and led people to destroy the three major magic families in the southwest, and killed all the people of the White Witch Clan, and also captured Liao

Wen's grandfather and some clansmen threatened to let Liao Wen find Zhuo Bufan, so that her grandfather and the clansmen would be released.

"So, it really seems like it's because of me. ”

Zhuo Bufan frowned, and a cold glint flashed in his eyes.

Liao Wen's eyes were red, she knew in her heart that her strength was not enough to assassinate Zhuo Bufan, but she was afraid that Zhuo Bufan would not follow her to save her grandfather.

"Since the matter started because of me, I will go with you to save your grandfather and help you avenge it, and besides, it is also a scourge for the Dark Witch Sect to stay. Zhuo Bufan raised his head, looked at her with resolute eyes and said.

"Really?" Liao Wen showed a look of joy on her face, and then pursed her lips again, and said with some worry: "But the old witch master of the Black Witch Sect has the power to reach the sky, are you really not afraid?"

"What are you afraid of, if he sees me, he may kneel down and beg for mercy. Zhuo Bufan said with a smile.

He can even kill the only sword saint in the Japanese country, not to mention an old sect leader of the Dark Witch Sect, the strength of the other party should be about the same as the great elder of the Hehuan Sect, killing him is like killing a chicken and a dog.

Although Liao Wen has seen Zhuo Bufan's strength and knows that he is very powerful, but the power of the Black Witch Sect is even stronger, and the mana of the old witch clan of the Dark Witch Sect is even more heavenly, at least in her heart, Zhuo Bufan is definitely not the opponent of the other party.

But the lives of her grandfather and her people were in the hands of the Dark Witch Cult, and she couldn't think of any way to solve it now.

"Okay, since I promised you that I will never break my promise, I will open a room for you, and you can rest first. Zhuo Bufan said.

"No, I'm going to sleep with you. Liao Wen shook her head with a stubborn look on her face.

But as soon as she finished speaking, Liao Wen also felt that something was wrong, two scars appeared on her cheeks, and she hurriedly said: "I mean I'm afraid that you will run away, I want to watch you." ”

Zhuo Bufan couldn't cry or laugh, "That's whatever you want." ”

After speaking, Zhuo Bufan walked to the bathroom to prepare for a bath, although he could use a spell to wipe off the dust on his body, but after all, his body was not yet transparent inside and out, and there was no filth, and he still needed to take a bath.

Liao Wen buried her head and sat on the sofa.

After taking a bath, Zhuo Bufan came out and pinched a magic decision, a beam of moonlight outside the window fell on the bed through the window, Zhuo Bufan sat cross-legged on the bed and spit out cultivation, with his current strength, he didn't have to sleep at all, but insisting on cultivation every day was still a compulsory course for Zhuo Bufan.

He reached the peak with an ordinary qualification in the cultivation realm, although there was some luck in it, but more because of his hard work and unremitting efforts, he had to work harder than ordinary people to reach the pinnacle and become a Nine-Turn Immortal Venerable.

"If you're okay, come and practice. Zhuo Bufan closed his eyes, didn't open them, and said lightly.

Liao Wen raised her head, hesitated for a moment, and felt a little relieved when she saw Zhuo Bufan wearing clothes, so she walked to the side of the bed and sat cross-legged under the moonlight and began to cultivate.

Nothing was said all night.

When I opened my eyes the next day, the sunlight had already poured in through the window, and I could see the fine dust drifting in the golden sunlight, and the sunlight hit Zhuo Bufan's face, and I felt a little warmth.

"I have completely broken through the third layer of Qi training?" Liao Wen opened her eyes, and her little face couldn't hide her excitement.

The White Witch Clan is also proficient in some cultivation methods, Liao Wen's qualifications are midstream, and her cultivation has not been able to break through to the third layer of Qi training, but she didn't expect that after practicing last night, she actually broke through the third layer of Qi training, and her cultivation in one night is almost equivalent to a month of penance.

Thinking of this, Liao Wen looked at Zhuo Bufan and suddenly felt a little more confident in his heart, maybe he could really defeat the old witch clan of the Black Witch Sect. "Alright, let's go. At this time, a voice broke Liao Wen's illusion and pulled her back to reality.