Rebirth: Return of the Abandoned Young Man

The expressions of Zhuo Wanli and Zhuo Huan suddenly changed.

When everyone was standing in the yard, light snowflakes fell from the sky unknowingly, as light as smoke and as white as silver, dripping one after another.

Both Long Aotian and Gu Jianfeng were slightly surprised, they didn't expect Wu Chongshan to come to Zhuo's house.

The commander-in-chief of the Eighth Military Region directly controls Yanlong and several other special forces. His status is aloof, and he is a big shot standing at the pinnacle of the Dragon Kingdom.

Although Secretary Gao suppressed one side, he could only be regarded as a prince, but Wu Chongshan had already stood at the position of general, not at the same level at all. Every province is a secretary, but the commander-in-chief is a transcendent figure only available in several military regions.

"Commander." Secretary Gao came over to greet him.

Wu Chongshan just nodded slightly, and said with a smile: "Secretary Gao is also here."

"Just come and see my friends." Secretary Gao's expression was embarrassing, and he was able to occupy a high position, so he could see the contradictions of Zhuo's family at a glance. His heart ached.

Not only everyone in the Zhuo family was shocked, even Zhou Baxiang was surprised. He knew that Zhuo Bufan had supernatural abilities, but he didn't expect that even the commander-in-chief would give him face.

Zhou Yi has always been dissatisfied with Zhuo Bufan. After all, their Zhou family is the richest man in Zhongzhou, so why should they come to pay Zhuo Bufan a New Year's greeting? Now that Zhuo Bufan is like a proud son of heaven, and knows so many important people, he can't help but feel dissatisfied and pinch his fans fist.

In front of these big shots, their Zhou family is not enough to look at.

"What kind of ability does this guy have, but he can only cure diseases?" Zhou Yi racked his brains but couldn't figure it out.

Although Zhuo Luo was shocked, he had a happy smile on his face. After all, Zhuo Bufan was his son, and he was also happy for being so good at it.

Zhuo Shixian frowned, even if he tried his best, he couldn't figure out what happened in less than half a year, Zhuo Bufan actually got to know the commander in chief.

"Xiaofan, I came here specially to find you this time because I want to talk to you about something." Wu Chongshan looked at Zhuo Bufan and said.

Zhuo Bufan seemed to already know what was going on with him.

He beheaded three C-level supernatural beings in the special forces assessment of the army, and defeated Liu Xuandao and Dugu Huaishui in Xuzhou. These things have long been known to the eyes and ears of the military department, and the commander-in-chief came to him in person , nothing more than wanting him to join the military, after all, if a person like him is not well controlled, it is easy to cause harm to the country.

"Commander, I don't want to join the military organization for now, I..."

Before Zhuo Bufan finished speaking, he was interrupted.

"Zhuo Bufan, the commander-in-chief came to see you in person, but you still refused, don't you think the commander-in-chief is too small?" The person who finished speaking was a young man standing next to the commander-in-chief, his voice was piercingly cold, and his eyes were like lightning Stare at him.

The young man was in his early thirties, wearing a black leather jacket, with black gloves on his hands, standing straight on the spot like a steel gun, with a pair of thick black eyebrows piercing his temples like sharp swords, giving him a kind of aura. The feeling of a sharp arrow hiding its sheath.

"Cold wind." The commander frowned.

Leng Feng said: "Commander, others have taught him amazing skills, so I just want to know if he has real skills."

The commander-in-chief frowned, but did not speak.

After hearing it thousands of times, it is better to see the real shock once. The commander was silent, as if he wanted to see Zhuo Bufan's strength.

"Do you dare to fight me once?" Leng Feng raised his chin slightly, staring at Zhuo Bufan sharply.

Zhou Biyu showed anxiety on his face. These people seemed to be high-ranking officials. Why did they fight with their sons as soon as they arrived? Ye Ziqin and Lian Shijian held her arm, and Ye Ziqin said softly: "Mom, you Don't worry Xiaofan, he is very powerful."

In the Snow Mountain, Ye Ziqin had seen Zhuo Bufan's kung fu with his own eyes, so he was naturally full of confidence in him.

Leng Feng stared at Zhuo Bufan with burning eyes, and the commander also showed a trace of curiosity, but Zhuo Bufan shook his head and said: "I don't want to fight with you, today is the date of our family meeting."

"You..." Leng Feng didn't expect Zhuo Bufan to reject his challenge, and frowned.

At this moment, Zhuo Ming raised his head and looked at the sky, "Hey, why are the snowflakes red?"

Several people from the Zhuo family next to them raised their heads and saw that there were actually a few red snowflakes among the falling white snowflakes, slowly falling down. When they looked closely, they turned out to be pieces of peach petals.

The pink petals fell on the white snow, which looked extraordinarily bright and even weird.

"How is this going?"

At this moment, a voice was heard from outside, "Mr. Zhuo, the old man Huichan is here to visit." The voice had arrived, but no one was seen.

Leng Feng raised his breath and stood in front of the Commander, "Commander, be careful, it's a bit weird."

Zhuo Wanli and Zhuo Huan had bright smiles on their faces when they heard the voice.

"Master Huichan is here." Zhuo Wanli said joyfully.

Secretary Gao was surprised and said: "Master Hui Chan really got an eminent monk. No one saw it, but the voice has already come. The flying peach blossoms must be his means."

It was Master Huichan who helped Secretary Gao's mother treat her illness last time.

The commander-in-chief said lightly: "Don't be nervous, there are many strange people and strange things in this world, maybe I have a letter to meet the master today."

Everyone turned their heads and looked at the gate of the manor.

I saw a bald old man dressed in tatters, stepping on the snow with bare feet, slowly walked in, and said rudely with one hand: "Oh Amitabha, all benefactors, this old monk has come here without permission, what a bother!"

"Master." Zhuo Wanli bowed slightly and called respectfully.

There was surprise in Leng Feng's eyes. The monk seemed to be walking casually, but the distance of each step was exactly the same. He said in a low voice: "Commander, this monk at least has a great internal strength, and he may be a master!"

"Huh?" There was a hint of surprise in the commander's eyes. There are very few master warriors and even troops. I didn't expect to meet a master when I came to Qingzhou this time.

Master Hui Chan was dressed in rags, his rotten clothes were full of holes, and couldn't even cover his knees. If it wasn't for his flushed face, he would be no different from a beggar on the street outside.

"Isn't this a beggar? The second master still calls him a master, so he can't be a magic stick." Zhuo Ling said with a small mouth.

Not only she thought so, Zhuo Shixian, Zhuo Luo and others also looked suspicious.

This old man doesn't look like a master no matter what, he is not even as good as the old man next to Young Master Ye.

Hui Chan smiled lightly, and took out a branch from his bosom. The sprouts on it were about three inches high, and he bent down and inserted it on the snow. Suddenly, the petals that had been scattered on the white snow flew back one after another and condensed on the branch.

Immediately, the branches began to germinate, the green leaves stretched like new, and the branches continued to grow taller and bigger. In less than a minute, it grew into a peach blossom tree as tall as the old monk, and it was covered with pink peach blossoms , one after another, crowded the whole tree branch.

The white snow reflects the red, and the peach blossoms bloom!

Everyone held their breath, their eyeballs almost popped out, and they looked at everything in disbelief.