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Chapter 670

"Second junior brother, Master is right, you can't do this." Wang Zilin shouted with a stern face.

"Master, I was wrong." Ao Feng's desperation gradually faded and he didn't dare to have such thoughts again.

Just as the master said, if he really dies, the rumors outside may not be blocked.

"Your Master once said that it is a fate that you can become a master and apprentice after a hundred years of cultivation. Master accepts you as your disciples, not to ask you to die for the White Rainbow Hall, but to hope that you can pass on your mantle." Zhao Yang smiled.

"As long as we master and disciple work together, even if there are great difficulties, the ship of Baihong Pavilion will not sink. However, moving out of Nanjing Village is the last solution, and it may not be this point. Let's think about a solution..."

Wang Zilin and Ao Feng responded in unison. Wang Zilin looked at his master, and he opened his mouth to speak, but he still didn't say it.

"Zi Lin, when have you become so slow? Do you have anything to say to your master?" Zhao Yang looked at Wang Zilin's expression and guessed something.

"Master, maybe we can ask for help." Wang Zilin thought for a while.

"Senior brother, have you tried this method? No warrior will help us." Ao Feng smiled bitterly.

Feng Batian, the leader of Feishe Sect, is a martial artist in Qijiao section. The five sects in Nanjing Village are defeated, and of course they have also thought about hiring helpers.

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"That friend of Skinny Monkey seems to be the Qijiao section..." Wang Zilin explained in detail the conflict between him and Zhou Fan.

After hearing this, Ao Feng was slightly stunned and said, "How could the thin monkey know such a strong friend?"

He brought the Shouhou back from Sanqiu Village, but it was just a small village. Shouhou never mentioned that he knew such a strong friend.

"Senior Brother, could you be mistaken?" Ao Feng couldn't help but say.

"Your senior brother shouldn't be fooled." Zhao Yang's face showed a strange look, "He can easily defeat Zilin with one move, probably not much, but it's not that good."

Ao Feng was slightly silent. He knew that his master's judgment was correct. Senior brother Wang Zilin is a martial artist in the marrow-cleaning stage. Even if he was in the blood exchange stage, he could not easily defeat Wang Zilin with one move. The Qi Jiao section could naturally be the Qi Jiao section.

Ao Feng showed joy on his face, but Zhao Yang sighed and said, "He probably won't help us."

"Master, why do you say that?" Wang Zilin said in surprise.

"You just said that you mentioned the Feishe Gate to him, but he didn't ask, right?" Zhao Yang asked replies without answering.

"No." Wang Zilin shook his head.

"You said he was not old, but he didn't ask, which means he was a very cautious person. Do you think such a person would offend a Qijiao warrior for our Baihong Pavilion?" Zhao Yang smiled bitterly, "And he is a friend of Shouhou at least. If we ask him for help, it would be equivalent to dragging him into this matter. I'm sorry Shouhou for doing this."

Wang Zilin and Ao Feng were both silent. Feishemen were not only Feishemen, but also had a big backer behind it, which made the backers of the five sects of Nanjing Village dare not say anything.

"Master, let's give it a try." Wang Zilin said, "If he is really a martial artist of Qijiao, we will invite him to spread everything out. In addition, our five sects have paid a lot of rewards, maybe he is very good at being afraid of the backers behind Feishemen and Feishemen?"

Zhao Yang frowned and he started coughing softly.

Wang Zilin and Ao Feng were both patiently waiting for Zhao Yang's decision.

After Zhao Yang stopped coughing, he slowly said: "If you want to try it, try it, but this cannot be done through the thin monkey. You have to tell him yourself."

"Master, don't worry, I know how to do it." Wang Zilin glanced at Ao Feng and agreed softly.

Zhao Yang said that he did not want to make it difficult for the thin monkey to do, and he did not want the young warrior to think that they used the thin monkey to force him to agree.

When doing things in Baihong Pavilion, you must be upright.

Ao Feng knew his master, so he had never worried that the master and apprentice would have a mismatch.

When Zhou Fan and Shouhou returned to the Baihong Pavilion, Wang Zilin and Ao Feng were already waiting for them.

"Master, Master." The thin monkey smiled and said hello, and he introduced Zhou Fan and Ao Feng again.

"Afan, this is my master Ao Feng, Master, this is the brother Afan I often mention to you."

"Hello." Ao Feng's eyes showed surprise. He then remembered that Shouhou had said before that he had a very good brother who served in Yiluansi in Tianliangli, and it seemed that he was named Zhou Fan?

Only then did Ao Feng connect Zhou Fan with the Qi Ji section warrior in front of him.

"Hello, Master Ao, thank you for taking care of the thin monkey all the time." Zhou Fan said with a smile on his face.

"Shouhou, let's talk to Brother Zhou for some time. You can go in first." Ao Feng said to Shouhou.

The thin monkey was slightly stunned and said, "But, Master..."

"Shouhou, just go in." Zhou Fan interrupted the Shouhou and smiled.

The thin monkey vaguely guessed something, so he seemed a little hesitant and worried.

"You little brat, when did Master let you down?" Ao Feng said with a stern face.

The thin monkey glanced at Zhou Fan again, and Zhou Fan nodded to him, reassuring him.

The thin monkey then walked to the second courtyard with confidence.

Zhou Fan, Wang Zilin and Ao Feng entered the courtyard hall and sat down separately. A disciple brought tea.

After chatting for a few words, Wang Zilin looked serious and said straight to the topic: "Brother Zhou, this conversation is just for us to represent the Baihong Pavilion and has nothing to do with the Skinny Monkey. Brother Zhou does not have to consider the Skinny Monkey factor when making decisions."

"No matter what, it will not affect your relationship with the thin monkey, nor will it affect the attitude of the Baihong Pavilion towards the thin monkey. We can guarantee you this, please rest assured."

Zhou Fan stretched his eyebrows and nodded, "This is the best."

"Is Brother Zhou a warrior of Qijiao section?" Wang Zilin asked a key question.

"Yes." Zhou Fan said frankly, and he also vaguely guessed the purpose of Wang Zilin and the others in his heart.

Wang Zilin and Ao Feng both showed joy on their faces, but they were also surprised. Such a young Qi Ji section is really rare.

"Did the Skinny Monkey tell you about the grudges between the Five Sects of Nanjing Village and the Feishemen?" Ao Feng asked.

"I said it, what do you mean by saying anything?" Zhou Fan said calmly.

"We want to ask Brother Zhou to help our five sects in Nanjing Village. Brother Zhou just needs to deal with Feng Batian from Feishemen for us." Wang Zilin said directly.

Zhou Fan looked at Wang Zilin and Ao Feng, and he was silent for a moment and shook his head and said, "Sorry, I have a lot of things recently, so I may not be able to help you."

Zhou Fan directly refused, and Wang Zilin and Ao Feng showed disappointment on their faces.

They didn't even talk about Feng Batian's strength and background, so Zhou Fan refused, which means that Zhou Fan didn't want to get involved in this matter at all.

Wang Zilin Qiang smiled and said, "It's nothing. Since that's the case, then let's give up the matter. Brother Zhou doesn't need to worry about anything."

Having said that, there is nothing to talk about. Ao Feng went to call Shouhou out and he and Wang Zilin left.
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