"Hmm. ”

The sword chick nodded like a peck, she could see that Zhuo Bufan's mood seemed to be not as depressed as before, and he had recovered a little fighting spirit.

But at the same time, what surprised her was that with her familiarity with Zhuo Bufan and her current strength, she should be able to feel it when Zhuo Bufan approached her.

However, when Zhuo Bufan stood on her, she failed to find Zhuo Bufan.

It's just because Zhuo Bufan is now like a very ordinary ordinary person, the sharpness on his body is converged, although he has converged that sharp energy, but he doesn't have that heavy feeling of vicissitudes on his body, really, he is like a very ordinary person now.

In the realm of martial arts, this realm has also been described - back to basics.

Put away the short sword, the two of them walked towards the Emei faction side by side, and under the sunset, the weeds were like golden streams, reflecting the backs of the two, and slowly disappeared on the top of the mountain.

"Childe, have you found Sister Ye?" the sword raised his head and looked at him with a pair of dark eyes.

Zhuo Bufan put his hands behind his back, first nodded, and then shook his head.

The sword frowned, not knowing what he meant, did he find it?

If you don't find it, why did Childe come back?

Her head was full of doubts.

"I found it, or I didn't find it, but I'm going to look for her again when I come back this time. Zhuo Bufan said lightly, but there was a bit of determination in his eyes.

It is estimated that Ye Ziqin still doesn't know the plans of Miaoxue Divine Palace, and even if he finds her, he has to make her believe what he said.

Zhuo Bufan sighed in his heart, throwing away these thoughts, the most important thing now is to understand some things about Miaoxue Divine Palace before he can go to Ye Ziqin.

Mount Emei Jinding is a temple, generally tourists come to burn incense and worship the Buddha, but the Emei faction is not here, but in another mountain, like the staff on the top of the mountain, but in fact, it is the existence of the martial arts sect that ordinary people do not know.

Along the way, Shi Jian said a lot of things, like a chirping sparrow, told Zhuo Bufan about the things of the year, she lived in the Emei faction, while practicing sword practice, and also met many friends in the martial arts world, including Yu Ziruo.

The head of this generation of the Emei faction is surnamed Yu, whose name is Daoxin, and he is a Gangjin grandmaster.

Although Zhuo Bufan has some understanding of the Dragon Kingdom's martial arts world, what he understands is also fragmentary information, as for the real martial arts sect, he has never been in contact with it.

"Squire, I'm looking for you everywhere. Suddenly, a slightly surprised voice appeared in the ears of Zhuo Bufan and Shi Jian.

A young man in casual clothes walked in front of him, about twenty-four or five years old, dressed no different from ordinary people, with sharp lips and sharp eyes.

Zhuo Bufan glanced at him, this young man was actually a Sect Master of Transformation Strength, and he had a strong True Yuan power in his body.

Apparently this is not an ordinary person.

"Why is it here again, it's really annoying. Shi Jian didn't see any happy expression on his face, but pursed his lips, as if he was a little unhappy to see the young man in front of him.

Although Zhuo Bufan looks only eighteen or nineteen years old now, he has actually experienced hundreds of years of life, and when he saw the little girl's reaction, he immediately understood.

The squire is cute and beautiful, and it is the age when he is running away, and it is very normal to have male admirers around him.

"I asked Senior Sister Ziruo just now, she said that you are practicing here, I came here to look for you, are you free in the evening? I invite you to dinner?" The young man walked over and looked at the sword, his eyes shining with a little brilliance.

directly ignored Zhuo Bufan, who was standing next to him, in the past.

"I don't have time, I don't want to eat. The squire said coldly, his attitude was very bad.

But the young man didn't show any anger on his face, and as if he had known that the sword would reject her, he just smiled lightly and said, "Then next time I'll invite you to dinner." ”

"Next time, I'm going to leave Emei. Squire said.

Hearing her words, the young man was obviously stunned for a moment, and then frowned, revealing a little surprise.

"Didn't you stay in Emei well? Why did you suddenly have to leave? Is someone bullying you, I'll help you teach him a lesson. The young man clenched his fists and frowned.

"Zhang Yexiao, don't bother me, I'm leaving by myself. Squire sighed softly.

In the year of Emei, Zhang Yexiao often came to her, and she was tired of it, but she could also feel the burning heart in the young man's heart, but in the heart of the sword, there was always a 'secret that could not be said'.

If she didn't have this secret in her heart, she might have been moved by the sincerity of the young man in front of her.

Zhang Yexiao's gaze suddenly fell on Zhuo Bufan's body, with a bit of coldness in his eyes, "Who are you?"

"I'm her master, so naturally she wants to go with me. Zhuo Bufan said indifferently.

Zhang Yexiao took a closer look at Zhuo Bufan, and found no fluctuations in his body, no matter how he looked at it, he was just a very ordinary person.

"Are you the master of the sword?" Zhang Yexiao obviously didn't believe Zhuo Bufan's words, but he knew the strength of the sword, he was already a martial arts master at a young age, and his talent was much stronger than him and his senior brother.

"I don't believe why you should be her master and why you took her away. ”

Zhang Yexiao said, his palms were slightly bent, and then he clenched his fists tightly, and slammed towards Zhuo Bufan.

Zhuo Bufan still carried his hands behind his back, his face was indifferent, and he didn't even react.

Zhang Yexiao saw it in his eyes, frowned slightly, and sneered: "Don't pretend to be profound here. ”

His fist slammed out with a powerful momentum, but before he was close to Zhuo Bufan's distance of a foot, the fist felt like it had hit a steel wall, and the force of the rebound bounced his whole person upside down.

"This ...... How is this possible?"

Zhang Yexiao was lying on the ground, his face covered with disbelief.

Zhuo Bufan didn't make any moves, but a true qi shield was automatically formed around his body, and the surging true yuan was like a sea, even he had never seen it in his own master.

"Zhang Yexiao, you are not my master's opponent. The sword frowned slightly, and said a little gloomily.

"No, I don't believe it. Zhang Yexiao got up again, clenched his fists with both hands, and the true yuan in his body began to condense like boiling water, and the white true yuan under his feet formed a Tai Chi pattern, one yin and one yang.

"Zhang Yexiao, you stop me!" Just as Zhang Yexiao wanted to do it again, a cold drink suddenly came from behind him.