Rebirth: Return of the Abandoned Young Man

"Just strolling around casually." Zhuo Bufan said indifferently.

Wei Zhongkui smiled and said, "Since you are Xiaoxuan's friend, then you are my friend, let's go in together."

Zhuo Bufan nodded, and also wanted to see what these people wanted to do!

Wei Zhongkui walked in front, but Zhang Yuxuan and Zhuo Bufan walked side by side, and said with a smile: "If you run away from home and don't go back, your family should worry about you."

Zhuo Bufan looked helpless, and finally said: "Who told you that I ran away from home? I came to find Jiaolong."

Wei Zhongkui, who was walking in front, heard his words, turned his head and said: "It turns out that the little brother also came here after hearing the news. I don't know which martial arts family you are from?"

These underground forces more or less know something about warriors.

"I'm not from the martial arts family." Zhuo Bufan said truthfully.

Hearing Zhuo Bufan's words, the smile on Wei Zhongkui's face faded a little, he didn't speak, and walked up with his hands behind his back. After walking about seven or eight hundred meters, he finally arrived at a flat bottom on the mountainside. Alright table and wooden chairs.

Standing on the mountainside, there is a white mist winding and transpiring in front of you, just like a fairyland on earth. Sitting on the wooden chair, Wei Zhongkui murmured to himself: "It is rumored that when the dragon fell from the rafters of the camp, a blue rainbow pierced the sky and the earth. Really, Jiaolong is in my Wei Zhongkui territory, I have no reason not to come and share

Soup to drink. "

Zhuo Bufan stood on the hillside and looked far away. The white mist here is like smoke, the red sun is born in the east, and the clouds are steaming. What's more, the aura here is about three or four times higher than the outside, and it seems to be constantly strengthening. .

"So that's it!" Zhuo Bufan looked at it for a while, and he already had a bottom line in his heart. There was an incomplete formation in the valley below. Over time, the ability of the formation will be weakened. Could it be that those people waited until this time?

The time just came.

Among the incomplete formations underground in the valley are not only the spirit-gathering formation, but also the five-element killing formation. If you break into it at ordinary times, if you are not at the peak of foundation establishment, you may be in danger of falling.

"I came here on purpose. I must see if there are any dragons in the world." Zhang Yuxuan wanted to see through, but the clouds and fog were too heavy, and she couldn't see anything.

Wei Zhongkui knocked on the armrest and said, "Why hasn't Master Xie come yet?"

Just as he was talking, a loud voice sounded, "Master Wei, I have kept you waiting."

Everyone turned their heads, only to see a middle-aged man who was wearing a black exercise uniform and about the same age as Wei Ye came over.

Wei Zhongkui stood up, with a bright smile on his face, and greeted him, "Master Xie, you are finally here."

"Thank you, master." Zhang Yuxuan stood by and called out respectfully.

Zhuo Bufan glanced at him, it was only in the middle stage of dark energy, and he couldn't get into his eyes at all.

"Thank you, Master, I can trust you this time." Wei Zhongkui said.

"Master Wei, I will do my best, but recently a lot of warriors have come to the camp." Master Xie showed a serious expression on his face.

Wei Zhongkui said: "Master Xie, this camp is my territory, Wei Zhongkui, and you thank Master for your help, even if those warriors come, will we be afraid?"

"Yeah." Master Xie nodded, and didn't say any more. After all, Master Wei is a figure in the gangsters, and he has a gun in his hand. He doesn't know enough about the martial arts world, so he is naturally not afraid of warriors.

Standing on the mountainside, everyone was waiting for the clouds to disperse. During this time, many people came to the mountainside, seven or eight together, some in groups of two, and some lone rangers. Everyone did not speak when they reached the top of the mountain. For the camp, sitting or standing, and some are taking the time to practice with their eyes closed.

After all, the aura here is very abundant, and one hour of practice is equivalent to a day outside.

Zhuo Bufan also saw the middle-aged man, a man and a woman he saw in the restaurant yesterday, and those two bearded men.

"Wei Zhongkui, you came quite early, and you actually brought all the chairs here."

This time it was a middle-aged man who came up, followed by a line of bodyguards, and beside him was an old man with black hair who was waist-length, holding a dead tree in his hand, giving off a gloomy feeling all over his body.

"Xiang Tian, ​​why are you here?" Wei Zhongkui's eyes froze, showing a slight chill.

Zhang Yuxuan stood beside Zhuo Bufan and said: "This is Xiangtian, he has been at odds with my uncle, and he is also a social mess. Last time, he sent someone to smash my uncle's place."

Zhuo Bufan took a look at the old man beside Xiang Tian, ​​he was actually a magician, but only in the middle stage of Qi training.

"Is this your Wei Zhongkui's territory? Could it be that I can't come, don't think that you have experts to help you, I'm afraid of you." Xiang Tian said carelessly, with an arrogant look on his face.

"Master Wei, the old man next to Xiangtian is not weak." Master Xie saw the clue at a glance, and said slightly solemnly.

After talking to the sky, he ignored Wei Zhongkui. After all, there are still many forces on the top of the mountain, and no one wants to be the trigger for those who can affect the whole body.

Wei Zhongkui nodded slightly, "I heard that Xiangtian invited an expert back from somewhere, who has unpredictable abilities."

Speaking of this, Wei Zhongkui glanced at Zhuo Bufan, and suddenly said: "Little brother, you should also know martial arts. If you can help me later, how about I give you one hundred thousand?"

Zhuo Bufan frowned, and before he could speak, Zhang Yuxuan took Zhuo Bufan's arm and said, "Zhuo Bufan, just help my uncle, one hundred thousand, your parents will be happy to take the money back."

It was rare for Zhuo Bufan to talk to this kind of ants.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Wei Zhongkui thought he was acquiescing, and immediately looked at Master Xie and said, "Master Xie, if you can help me this time, I have prepared one million for you."

"Thank you, Mr. Wei." There was a gleam of joy on Master Xie's face, he glanced at Zhuo Bufan again, and shook his head, thinking that he was the helper Wei Zhongkui found, but he was far from him, otherwise Wei Zhongkui would not just give him one hundred thousand .

As soon as the old man beside Xiang Tian appeared, all the warriors around him who closed their eyes and rested their minds opened their eyes one after another, with a trace of fear on their faces.

Spellcasters are rarer than warriors, and more difficult to cultivate. Spellcasters have strange methods, and no one wants to provoke that old man.

At this moment, a loud voice shook the whole field, like Hong Zhong Da Lu:

"It's so lively, don't mind our Huang family coming over to join in the fun."

As soon as the words fell, five or six people came up, the leader was a middle-aged man, his anger was like a sea, and he laughed loudly, and the warriors around stood up and shouted:

"Master Huang."

"Master Huang." Even Master Xie and the elder Shufa who stood beside Xiang Wen and Wei Zhongkui changed their faces, and shouted respectfully, "I've seen Master Huang."