"Where is Zhou Fan..."

"Where is Zhou Fan..."

Leng Fei's voice spread in the mountains and forests for a long time, lingering endlessly, like a condensed cloud.

There was silence around, and the insects and birds seemed to be extinct, motionless as if they had encountered natural enemies.

Leng Fei's voice continued to linger.

But there was no response around.

Leng Fei frowned.

He couldn't sense Zhou Fan's existence either. Could it be that he wasn't here?

He believed that Cheng Yaoyi would not lie to him, so Zhou Fan should be here, or was Cheng Yaoyi also deceived?

"Zhou Fan!"

Leng Fei shouted softly: "Leng Fei, the Ling Sect, come and see you!"

"Leng Fei?" A rough voice sounded, and then a burly and majestic young man appeared, like a giant bear.

He appeared on the top of a tree, stepped on the top, swaying up and down with the top, and looked at Leng Fei with his eyes.

Leng Fei looked at him carefully.

The lion has a broad nose and a rough appearance, a sturdy figure, and is not really handsome.

He showed a curious look and smiled: "It is said that Zhou Fan, you have fascinated a fairy who exiled Chen Que. Unexpectedly, she has such a look, which is unexpected!"

"Hmph, Sisi is not as shallow as you think!" Zhou Fan said proudly: "Don't judge people by their appearance!"

Leng Fei disagreed with her.

This is nothing, everyone's growth environment determines their own ideas.

If a person is surrounded by handsome people, he may get tired of seeing it, and he will find it interesting and like it when he sees the ugly ones.

Some people are prejudiced against handsome men for other reasons and think they are unreliable, but instead like honest and reliable.

Various ideas create different people.

Although Zhou Fan is not handsome, he is rough and strong, and full of masculinity, and may not be unable to attract women.

"Do you disagree?" Zhou Fan glared at him in dissatisfaction, with his leopard eyes sharp.

Leng Fei smiled and said, "I haven't seen this girl Sisi yet."

"Sisi doesn't see outsiders." Zhou Fan snorted: "Leng Fei, why are you here? Is it because of the Lingsect killing?"

Leng Fei nodded slowly.

Zhou Fan said: "When the Lingsect dares to provoke our Luohua Palace, that is the way to die, and no one can save him!"

He looked at Leng Fei up and down: "Have you practiced the mental method of Chenque? Are you a disciple of Chenque?"

Leng Fei said: "My son is a disciple who is exiled to Chenque."

"Well, in this way, are you trying to make trouble for me because of the banish Chenque?" Zhou Fan showed a disdainful look.

He could feel that Leng Fei's cultivation was not as good as himself, so he was confident and admired Leng Fei's courage.

Leng Fei said: "It is for exile to Chenque and to kill Lingzong."

"There is no discussion." Zhou Fan waved his hand and said, "And you can't tell me. I have to follow the decision of the sect. The spirit-killing Sect will undoubtedly be destroyed. If I don't take action, someone else will take action."

Leng Fei said: "How can we avoid the demise of the Lingzhang Sect?"

Zhou Fan snorted: "No one can save the Lingzhan Sect!"

Leng Fei showed a hint of sneer: "What a big tone! You Luohua Palace is not the sky!"

"For you, Lingzhang Sect, Luohua Palace is the sky." Zhou Fan shook his head and said, "Don't be naive. How can one person stop us?... Unless you have mastered the banished finger!"

His eyes suddenly burst into light and he said coldly: "Well, have you really become the banished finger?"

When he talked about the finger of the Chen, his mind suddenly flashed with a hint of palpitation, and then disappeared.

This attracted his attention.

He believed in his spiritual sense very much, and this hint of palpitation would never be wrong. It must be that Leng Fei has become the finger of exiled Chen!

Zhechen refers to such a strange learning that can be self-deprecating. If you don’t want to reveal it, others will not feel it exists.

If Leng Fei had not mastered the penis, he would never have felt that way.

Leng Fei said slowly: "That's right!"

"Hiss..." Zhou Fan took out a breath of air conditioning and looked at Leng Fei up and down: "It's amazing, vanishing Chen finger!"

Leng Fei said: "With the Chen finger, it may change the fate of our Lingshen Sect?"

"Well..." Zhou Fan thought for a while and said, "It's not impossible, but if your Chen finger is real, others will doubt it."

He waved his hand quickly and said, "Of course I don't doubt it."

Leng Fei smiled: "Do you believe I have become the banished finger?"

"Believe." Zhou Fan nodded: "You can go to Luohua Palace to see, they will change their minds."

Leng Fei said with a smile: "Are you uneasy and kind? The disaster is in trouble, and I will go to die."

"Why are you going to die?" Zhou Fan said with a smile: "I can't beat you."

"What if I ask Miss Sisi to return to the Chen Que to be punished?" Leng Fei said slowly.

Zhou Fan's smile drooped and became solemn, his eyes burst into cold light, and he said in a deep voice: "It's impossible!"

Leng Fei said: "If you don't agree, use the Chen finger."

"Then I can only learn a little bit." Zhou Fan said in a deep voice: "I want to see if the Zhe Chen finger is that strong!"

Leng Fei smiled and looked up at the sky.

"Buzz..." The heaven and earth trembled.

Then a finger descended from the sky, getting bigger and bigger.

"Bang!" A sinkhole appeared on the ground, and the ten-meter-deep pit was covered with fine texture, which was his fingerprint.

Leng Fei smiled with his hands behind his back and said, "How?"

Zhou Fan came to the edge of the pit, looked into the pit, saw these textures, and felt a palpitational breath flowing in his body.

His face was extremely ugly. If this finger fell on him, he would definitely not be able to escape!

Leng Fei said: "How?"

"Why do you have this fingering method? Why do you have to work hard for Chenque?" Zhou Fan looked up at Leng Fei: "Why not cooperate with me?"

Leng Fei laughed: "With this fingering, why do you need to cooperate with you?"

"That's different." Zhou Fan said: "I know the details of the various sects in the world. I provide information. If you take action, we will join forces and we will go all the way."

"What are you doing together?" Leng Fei said.

Zhou Fan said: "To dominate the world, force them to obey orders."

Leng Fei shook his head and said, "I don't have this intention. Zhou Fan, you are sinister in your heart. Are you pushing me to the dead end?"

"Oh..., you can't make good use of the fingers of the throne." Zhou Fan shook his head: "I am willing to be ordinary because of my lack of martial arts. If I had this finger, I would have been unifying the world long ago."

He looked unwilling to accept regret.

Leng Fei said: "Let Miss Sisi go to the exile of Chenque!"

"Impossible!" Zhou Fan shouted in a deep voice.

His face was gloomy again, and he stared at Leng Fei coldly: "Unless you step on my body, don't even think about touching Sisi!"

"Zhou Lang!" A soft and pleasant voice sounded, and a graceful girl appeared in front of Zhou Fan.

She pursed her red lips tightly and shook her head gently.

Leng Fei glanced at her appearance and was indeed stunning, not inferior to Tang Lan, and was worthy of being a disciple of Chenque.

She wore a pink silk shirt, an oval face, delicate skin as delicate as cream, eyebrows as far as dark, and slender eyes with autumn water, full of veins, which aroused pity.

Zhou Fan hurriedly said, "Si Si, why are you out? Go back quickly!"

Zhao Sisi shook her head lightly: "Zhou Lang, don't be too hard to stop the throne from the point of the throne!"
Chapter completed!