Rebirth : Thrown Away Youth Returns

“Is Young Master Zhuo?” Nintendo dumbstruck said.

Ye Bing frowned, the heartbeat peng peng speeded up, and immediately saw it clearly. Zhuo Bufan stepped on a reed and slowly drifted towards the center of the lake. A dark, long hair fluttered in the night wind, and a cold moonlight revealed a Zhang Zhang’s angles are clear, his eyes are like Can Xing’s face.

“This … is he a martial arts expert, right? A reed crossing the river?” Nintendo’s throat swung through the difficult swallowed saliva.

At this moment, the painting in the center of the lake is in the middle.

Mr. Hu’s beard was glaring with anger, he had been in the Fengshui world of Yunguichuan for several years. In addition to those long-established Masters, he had the highest prestige. The other hand had the magical technique Divine Ability. For his life, he had respected each other by courtesy, but he did not expect that the other party did not take him seriously.

“Okay, I’ll let you know if I am qualified.” Mr. Hu stomped on the floor, exuding an ethereal temperament, his hands quickly printed, and then index and middle fingers were placed close to his lips, Gently sighed.

A long white mist, like a straight arrow, blew past Yang Wenshan, seemingly slow, but arrived in a blink of an eye, the two men quickly blocked in front of Yang Wenshan. Hit by white gas, a transparent ice crystal condensed throughout the body, frozen like ice sculpture.

Yang Wenshan was startled. He did not expect that the old man beside Ye Changsheng was also a magical technique expert. His eyes fell on the old man and he said, “Master Blackwood?”

“No matter, a person who has just stepped into the field of magical techniques, condensed a trace of Spiritual Qi on him, and thought he was an expert.” Black robed old man shaking ones head, extend the palm, a ball of green glow suddenly appear Immediately turned into a wind howling, rushed directly to Mr. Hu.

Mr. Hu has a grave expression on his face, his hands clasped together, and his body is sprayed with white air. Come together, flying towards the green glow, a white mist and a green glow collided together, in an instant, the white mist was hit. Fragmented, immediately disappeared into the air.

The green glow was only a bit dimmed and still shot at a constant speed.

Mr. Hu was hit by the green glow, the whole person flying back to four five meters away, and smashed heavily on the wooden board.

Sitting on a wooden chair, Ye Changsheng pumps enlarged, his palms trembled slightly, stared wide-eyed, and even Mr. Hu is not an opponent of the black robed old man, it’s over.

A ray of blood spilled from Mr. Hu’s mouth, and he reached out and touched his chest, took out a copper mirror, and the bronze mirror was covered with spider cracks, completely broken. Seeing this scene, he could not help showing a bit of bitter smile, “If there is no such protection Bronze mirror, am I already dead? “

“You just just touched the threshold of the magical technique person, and it’s still far from really stepping into the magical technique world.” Black robed old man shaking ones head, not at all anxious to shoot.

The other rich and powerful big shots in the painting are silent.

Mr. Hu is a well-known Fengshui Master in Canglan. His breath and ice is already an extraordinary Divine Ability, but he is still not an opponent of the black robed old man.

Yang Wenshan saw that the general situation had been set, and his face was proud. If all these rich and powerful were forced to sign a contract, he could at least account for over 100 Million’s income every year. This is all pure income.

While sighing in Ye Changsheng’s heart, suddenly a loud voice came out, “Zhuo Bufan came to visit!”

The sound was not loud, but it spread across the corners of the lake. Everyone felt the eardrum pain. Many people came out of the paintings and stood on the bow of the boat. They saw a youth standing in the lake center. , Standing on a reed, tapping on the tiptoe, and bringing up a silver water splash, the whole person flew into the air, as if in shock.

Ye Changsheng and Mr. Hu turned their heads at the same time, stared wide-eyed.

“Zhuo Bufan?” Ye Changsheng stunned a little, and the ethereal realm of the magical technique presumably, there is more interaction between the secular world and the martial artist. There is also a martial artist of Inner Strength Small Accomplishment in the Ye Family. But Zhuo Bufan couldn’t do it at all.

“He is actually a martial artist?” Ye Changsheng murmured secretly.

Zhuo Bufan jumped into the painting, without even looking at Ye Changsheng and Mr. Hu, striding away towards black robed old man, slightly frowning, “Zhuo Bufan, come to the feast.”

“Okay, the hero is young, and I really envy you this youngster.” Black robed old man said with a laugh, making a hoarse voice.

Yang Wenshan’s eyes were slightly narrowed, and he sternly said, “You are Zhuo Bufan, is it the person who hurt my son at the anna bar?”

“It’s me,” Zhuo Bufan gently nodded.

The next few bodyguards poked their hands directly into their arms and took out a few packs of black cricket minim4 short-caliber cellphones. Yousen’s muzzle pointed at Zhuo Bufan, and Murderous aura diffused.

black robed old man indifferently shook the head, “Put away your pistols. This mister is a martial artist of Inner Strength Great Accomplishment. Pistols are useless to him.”

Only the martial artist of Inner Strength Great Accomplishment, within the body True Origin, can surging across the river. Although the martial artist is afraid of the pistol, the time required for firing is sufficient for the martial artist to react and avoid, unless it is a top-level gunman It is possible to hit the martial artist.

Hearing the words of the old man, Yang Wenshan waved his hand gently. Several bodyguards then retracted the gun. Anyway, there was a Master Kuroki, and he was not afraid of Zhuo Bufan.

“Where’s that stone?” Zhuo Bufan both hands behind back, said differentially.

Tonight, he came to the banquet because of the black stones on auction, and then see what the other party’s purpose is, otherwise he would have killed these people directly and took the things and left.

“Bring the stone up.” Kuroki said indifferently.

Soon, a bodyguard hugged the wooden box and put it on the ground. In the middle was the dark stone, with a black metallic luster.

“Do you know this black stone?” Kuroki asked.

Zhuo Bufan shook the head, differentiatedly said with a smile: “Wu Shi? This is not a Wu Shi at all, but a piece of gold gung iron. It is one of the best materials for creating a magical treasure. The pearl is dusty.”

Kuroki said solemnly: “I originally only thought this stone was strange, different from ordinary black stone, but I didn’t know what it was? I want to go south and north, I have a name in Southeast Asia Africa, but I do n’t see its Bufan . ”

Zhuo Bufan does not speak, and Jin Gengtie is also a rare thing in other strong cultivation resources of the planet. The appearance on Earth is the biggest surprise, otherwise he would not be so anxious.

Finished speaking, Zhuo Bufan pressed his hand on the black stone, and the Inner Strength lightly shook, peeling off a layer of dark and heavy shell, exposing the true content inside, which is a tablet-sized dark golden stone, emitting The chill of ice-cold, occasionally flowing a ray of golden rays of light.

The original black Mu’s turbid eyes suddenly burst into a ball of rays of light. Although I don’t know what this thing is useful for, I know at first sight that it is not extraordinary. gfbmmjd6vtlsadjnamr7x + cajfrxmldlwh / zzyo8z5gisjlpbdedigjfyq9n6alntkprnlifskmt6m4khqwjra ==

Mr. Hu’s face lying on the ground was also surprised. It turned out that he really punched his eyes. On the auction, Zhuo Bufan always wanted to grab this black stone. It turned out there was a mystery in it.