Fan Family.

As one of the pillars of the huge forces in the Waste Shou City, the Fan family, although the vast and magnificent courtyard is not located on the edge of the road, no one dares to underestimate the Fan family's ability to overturn the sky. The houses are lined up and the family's population is prosperous. It is a majestic clan with thousands of people.

Among the ancient and vicissitudes of black buildings, Fan Wenhao's face turned pale and heard the truthful reports from several servants. He held his generous and powerful palms behind him and snorted heavily: "This unscrupulous son! He doesn't study the way of cultivation, and he knows how to find flowers and willows all day long. Now he is causing such a big trouble for the sake of a woman in the wind! He dies, and we are just waiting to collect the corpse."

After saying that, Fan Wenhao's sword eyebrows were condensed into a ball. He was standing with his hands behind his back and simply sat on the wicker chair, and he wanted to give up Fan Jia directly.

In fact, in Huangshou City, it is well known that Fan Wenhao valued his second son Fan Qing. Just because Fan Qing is talented, he has surpassed his elder brother Fan Jia at the age of 17, and has reached the fourth level of demon spirit, chasing the peak young generation in Huangshou City. The eldest young master Fan Jia is already twenty years old, and his cultivation is still stagnant at the third level of demon spirit, and he is not interested in making progress all day long.

A journey of cultivation is like sailing against the current, if you don’t advance, you will retreat.

As one person declines and another declines, Fan Jia's energy to practice was exhausted. He was not favored by the clan anyway, so he simply fell into a playboy. He relied on his family background to roam the wilderness city, showing off his might and strolling around the Magpie Bridge Tower is better than practicing.

Therefore, this further encouraged the arrogance of his second brother Fan Qing. Fan Qing, who is only seventeen years old this year, has become at its peak in the Fan family. He is secretly respected as the heir to the head of the Fan family. He is even expected to surpass his father and lead the Fan family's status to be promoted in the Huangshou City.

Therefore, for Fan Jia, even if he and Fan Wenhao have a blood-thickness relationship, disappointment is disappointment. If you become an abandoned son, then you will be abandoned son. In such a huge clan like a deep pool, this is a small world, where the weak prey on the weak, how can there be any family affection?

With the rotation of the gear of interest, he, the head of the family, may be emptied into a puppet. Sometimes, the world is so cruel, which also leads to the coldness of people's hearts.

Seeing that Fan Wenhao was really about to give up Fan Jia, one of the servants was sweating in cold sweat, lowered his head in horror, and stuttered: "Home, head of the family. Then, the young man said, if you don't go, then the Fan family will be ashes overnight."

boom!

After hearing this, Fan Wenhao, who had just sat down, suddenly stood up, and the demonic power surged out like a tide, forming a terrifying pressure. The demon king's aura forced everyone to raise their heads and even breathing was a little difficult.

While shocked and angry, Fan Wenhao's narrow black eyes were sharp, and his slender and tall figure stood on the high hall, imposing aura and exuding a majestic power.

The cold eyes seemed to penetrate the iron wall of the copper wall, staring at the stormy building in the center of the Huangshou City. Immediately, Fan Wenhao put away his chest and angrily, buried it under the temple, sneered, and said, "Okay. I want to see who is the sacred person, who dares to make a fool of himself to wipe out the Fan family overnight. If it weren't for the fact that my Fan family was a soft persimmon?"

Yan Luo, Fan Wenhao's figure was like a hawk, and it actually rushed out of the air, which was a brilliant body technique!

When Fan Wenhao was wrapped in a black robe and descended on the Magpie Bridge Tower, a strong wind blew from the ground, rolling the poor people watching the fun aside. The originally crowded crowd instantly vacated a spacious avenue for Fan Wenhao to pass through.

"Look! The head of the Fan family is actually here! I really don't know how wonderful it will be, but unfortunately we can't squeeze in."

"Shh! Stop talking, be careful to be missed by the Fan family. I heard that the boy was from the dynasty and came to rectify the Waste Shou City. But the eldest boy of the Fan family was a naughty boy and ran into him. We can't afford to offend both sides, so it's better to be cautious!"

Hurry!

Fan Wenhao's arrival suddenly caused a burst of storm. The roar of discussion was like the roar of a waterfall hitting a clear pond, which directly pushed the atmosphere of the Magpie Bridge Tower to a peak.

In the Magpie Bridge Tower, when the strange atmosphere became strong, everyone guessed that the real master is here!

Fan Jia, who was originally as depressed as a dead dog, finally felt a little energetic and slightly raised his body, but because his legs were almost half-separated, he could only turn his head with difficulty and look at the towering figure standing like a mountain with his light.

Fan Wenhao was used to the big scenes. When he stepped into the Magpie Bridge Tower, he let the eyes hit him. He was calm, but stopped and said in a deep voice: "The Fan family handles things, and I hope you can give me some thin face and disperse as soon as possible."

This is like expelling the onlookers.

However, hundreds of people who were shoulder to shoulder in the Magpie Bridge Tower dared not refuse. Under the powerful authority of the Fan family, it was definitely not the humble civilians who dared to resist. For a moment, everyone actually withdrew their reluctant gazes and began to slowly move towards the door.

Bang bang!

Many guests and girls who came out of the room to watch on the Magpie Bridge were like evading the plague gods, quickly turned around and returned to the room, slammed the door, and continued to talk about their own large projects of hundreds of millions.

In a blink of an eye, the Magpie Bridge Tower, which was originally in a craze, became extremely empty, with a look of being deserted. Even Manager Zhou rolled and crawled in the backyard. In an instant, only three people were left on the entire Magpie Bridge Tower.

They are Su Xian, Fan Wenhao and disabled Fan Jia.

Of course, not everyone is forced by the majesty of the Fan family. For example, there is a smiling guy standing on the railing on the sixth floor. He set up a third-level sound insulation formation in the blink of an eye. Then he looked like he was not interested in watching the fun. He put his hands on the red railing and half of his body was slanted out, looking at the scene on the first floor with endless fun.

At this moment, neither side spoke, Su Xian's eyes were dull, Fan Wenhao's eyes were filled with deepness. Although there was no smoke, the atmosphere solidified little by little and fell to freezing point.

"Young man, although I don't know what background you are, as a person who has experienced it, I would like to advise you. The trees are in the forest, and the wind will destroy them; the piles are high above the shore, and the flow will rush them. You are so arrogant and extremely arrogant, the small wilderness city cannot tolerate you, a great god!" Seeing that Su Xian was just looking at him calmly, Fan Wenhao felt a kind of despise, so he spoke first.

"Oh? Head of the Fan family, you have also been a veteran, but you have cultivated such a prodigal son, so don't be too proud of yourself. In addition, you are not worthy of contact with my background, but the purpose of my trip is to stir up the deep pool of the Wasteward City. You said, after I was disturbed, the dragon and snake fight, will the Fan family be overthrown?"

Since Ye Zhiqiu's words created a false and strong background for Su Xian, Su Xian followed the situation, did not admit it or refute it, and silently took over this identity, creating a seemingly fierce and awesome aura, which scared the other party from the momentum.

Anyway, monsters cannot be used in this Huangshou City. If you eliminate martial arts cultivators, talking to the head of the Fan family in front of you is better than anyone who is polite, who is more insincere and who can scare whoever is!

Just take a move, will Su Xian be timid?

Obviously not.

With experience, Su Xian didn't even need to pretend, and this confidence came naturally.

Upon hearing this, Fan Wenhao was slightly stunned. The angry slender eyes narrowed, as if Su Xian had touched the weak point. His majestic aura could not help but weaken and fell into a state of surprise.

If we say that Fan Wenhao is a dignified demon king, how could he be fooled by a young man?

In fact, this includes at least two reasons.

First, Su Xian had this cultivation level at a young age, and the sixth level of Wuling was not revealed in other aspects. This added a layer of mystery to him. Under this reflection, the background behind Su Xian became hazy and unknown. In this way, Su Xian's words became more authentic.

Secondly, that is the burden of the aristocratic family. As the head of the family, Fan Wenhao was trapped in the whirlpool of clan politics. While protecting the interests of the Fan family, he was also realizing his interests. However, because he needed to always consider the Fan family, a lion was held back by a stone, and the originally huge clan became a drag on Fan Wenhao's actions.

"Young man, you're so light. If you want to get into the Waste Shou City, you may have to pass the city lord's mansion, right?"

However, who is Fan Wenhao? He has experienced the world for a long time and is very cunning. His inner world is never richer than his expression. The light sentence seems to be considered by the Fan family on the surface, but in fact he is testing Su Xian.

If you pretend to be like you, you say you can destroy the world, but who believes it?

Young man, in Huangshou City, the city lord's mansion is the real local snake. If the dragon wants to cross the river, it must be trampled. If you don't bring out some real goods, how can I convince you that you have the ability to disrupt Huangshou City?

However, while the two were talking, one person was completely ignored.

Bang!

Finally, Fan Jia could not resist the weakness. The large loss of blood had made his mind tremble, his face pale, and finally he was limp and fainted.

Seeing this, Fan Wenhao just glanced at Fan Jia lightly, with a slim heart, he withdrew his gaze indifferently, and turned to stare at Su Xian, as if waiting for his answer.

"Haha. The Fan family's vision is really narrow! In your eyes, the Lord's Mansion in Huangshou City is heaven, but in our eyes, what is it? If he wants to stop him, he will just change the Lord's Mansion to another master."

Su Xian did not answer this question clearly, but continued to speak nonsense, true and false, purely by fooling people.

If Su Xian had to patiently answer this question to Fan Wenhao, then with Fan Wenhao's keenness, he would definitely be able to detect Su Xian's lack of confidence, and instead he would be underestimating Su Xian.

But Su Xian's answer was so arrogant that Fan Wenhao couldn't figure it out.

"Today I asked the head of the Fan family to come here, just to ask, is the Fan family, who is just a middle-class member in the Huangshou City, interested in being our chess piece?" Su Xian pulled his big skin, a smile oozed a little from the corner of his mouth, and his face was not blushing and his heart was not beaten.

Fan Wenhao felt that he could not see the boy in front of him at all. He didn’t know how much energy he had, nor did he know if he was just nonsense. But when Su Xian asked this, Fan Wenhao felt a sudden smile and then pretended to be angry and said, “Just! Our dignified Fan family, a family that has stood in the wilderness city for thousands of years, would he be willing to become your pawn and do such a miserable thing?”

"Haha." Su Xian sneered, stared at Fan Wenhao with a playful face, shook his head and sighed: "Head of Fan's family, you might as well say it directly, why pretend to behave? Isn't it a way of living under someone else's roof? When we achieve our goal, will this Huangshou City become the stage for your Fan family to sing solo?"

Hearing the sound, Fan Wenhao was suddenly stunned, feeling that his mind was completely controlled by the young man in front of him. Then his pupils condensed and he said coldly: "Who are you? What's the idea of ​​Huangshou City? If you really have the ability to be able to achieve heaven, why don't you be more straightforward and give Huangshou City a pleasure?"

"Tsk tsk. The head of the Fan family will never forget to test it in the end! Su Xian, as I said, the piece you found is weak enough, but unfortunately he is too timid. Even if we give him the entire Huangshou City, the Fan family's courage will not be able to swallow it! Since the head of the Fan family is undecided, let's take your disabled dog away."

At this time, Ye Zhiqiu, who had been watching the show on the sixth floor of the Magpie Bridge Tower, suddenly laughed awkwardly, and his figure flashed, and he slowly walked down from mid-air step by step like stepping on a staircase. The stars turned into ladders, as if they had the ability to control the air. He walked down step by step calmly and slowly walked to the first floor.

This magical skill completely shocked Fan Wenhao.

What kind of body movement is this?

With the display, Fan Wenhao seemed to see a vast and deep starry sky behind Ye Zhiqiu. The secrets of heaven are circulating in the starry sky, and there is a black hole that devours the stars, and there is also a brilliant Milky Way. The momentum of dominating the world made Fan Wenhao feel a sense of humility.

This is not martial arts!

This is a magic trick!

Moreover, the level of this magic is by no means lower than that of the sect!

Under the Demon Sect, no one can fly in the air. At most, they will briefly sweep the sky, and then fall together.

However, this person seemed to be above the void with his magic alone!

At least it is sect art, how terrifying is the power that possesses sect art?

Is there really such a terrifying Heavenly Venerable power in the Qiankun Dynasty?

Yes, and there are only a handful of them.

Could it be that these two teenagers came out of those forces?

This thing is something that is extremely terrifying to think about it. After thinking about it for a moment, Fan Wenhao's whole body and mind were instantly impressed, and his heart was surging, revealing his vigorous ambition hidden deep in desires.

"The world is a game. Those who follow me will prosper, and those who go against me will perish. If you rely on brute force in everything, how can you fool the whole world?"

Now, Ye Zhiqiu has already lost his laughing skin, and there seems to be a vast starry sky in his heart, with a faint and majestic momentum. With his steps lightly moving, Ye Zhiqiu suddenly came to Fan Wenhao, and his distant and endless eyes looked at Fan Wenhao silently.

Suddenly, Fan Wenhao felt like falling into the starry sky. As the sky was spinning, his divine thoughts seemed to be deeply absorbed by the black hole-like vortex in Ye Zhiqiu's eyes.
Chapter completed!