A few days later, Wu Zongxian brought the result, "No way!"

Zhuang Bufan felt lost. Didn’t he agree that he was a brother?

Why, it has become like this.

However, Zhuang Bufan was in good condition and didn't care much. He had already received news from the pangolin.

These days, I have been thinking about how to deal with this matter.

As for Yan Fei, if he doesn't let him go, then forget it.

After all, he was still deadly. He raised his head and wondered why he was like this?

Want to become stronger? And, the ultimate goal of a person’s life is to gain eternal life!

However, there is nothing.

It seemed that he saw something more charming than this water of immortality.

He was wondering, if he really gained eternal life, then what would this person become?

Is he cruel or scruples?

Should I forget my nature or keep kindness?

I don’t know, maybe he will especially want to destroy this world and be tired of living!

It is possible to take the whole world and be buried with him.

After all, a person can gain eternal life, and at the same time, he also wishes that there are a group of people like him who are together so that he will not feel lonely.

Unless, there is something more interesting, so that he won't feel bored.

Perhaps, the road to becoming stronger can allow a person to endure lonely days.

Just for the pleasure that the moment of becoming stronger will bring to yourself.

It seems that I have learned some secrets, the shortcuts to become stronger, and things that others cannot surpass.

After all, if you are allowed to live for a long time, but you are like a tree and can only stay in one place, would you like?

So, I don't want to.

Then, for something, people can indeed give everything for it.

What is that thing? Is it a fantasy? Is it something firm? Or is it beauty?

Right, it must be beautiful. People are worried about dignity, various spirits, and whether they are beautiful or not.

But he didn't want to die in absurd events and be ruthlessly whipped.

This is not very good, or is this the beauty in your eyes?

Then, what people like most is to have a unique death.

Even if it is not very good, you can draw it casually like draft paper.

He asked himself, is this beauty in the meaning of existence?

It seems that what we like is a kind of youth.

I don't know what beauty is.

However, what makes me feel beautiful is maturity.

In a half-mature state, the delicate and lustful feeling is full of vitality and strength, rather than dying around your mouth all day long.

What exactly is it?

Beauty is about the spiritual level, or about the desire to identify, that is, understanding.

Or, you understand him!

It's so strange! Maybe I want people to see you, right? But I still feel strange, I want to see what you are like with your peers.

However, after thinking about it back and forth, I felt strange again.

Beauty, he is stranger than God.

What an incomprehensible guy!

An anxious heart! When can you end?

I told you before, don't do this.

Zhuang Bufan had a headache. He had repeatedly advised him not to be anxious about this.

This matter has always been something he wants to solve in this regard.

It’s a pity that he forgot his mission and forgot that he had his own ideas in this regard.

Before, he told others not to do such fancy things and keep yourself quiet.

Unfortunately, some others didn't appreciate it. When they thought of this, they felt a little sad.

He had talked to some people before and had to work hard on this aspect.

Zhuang Bufan was in the deserted little room, waiting diligently for the news brought to him by the Pangolin Young King, hoping that there would be important news that would make him feel excited.

I told him before, don’t stick to this and let him consider future issues for this matter.

Now, I know how stupid I am. If I want to do something else, others have some solutions, and you don’t need to do it.

Yes, just grasp the present, and that's fine.

Before, he didn't understand it very much. Now, he saw that he had too many problems to do in this aspect, so he suddenly realized this.

Yes, people will always compete in this aspect and try their best to get them in a better direction.

But, it's not that good!

You are already the best thing, need to be corrected?

He was in a bad mood. Zhuang Bufan waited for a few days, handed over the weapon to Wu Zongxian, and replaced it with a lot of spirit stones as a supplement.

However, he still didn't wait for the arrival of the young pangolin king, which made him feel a little bored.

Did they encounter any problems?

Zhuang Bufan believes that there will be no problem with the dead tree in the night. He has lived for thousands of years and has rich experience, so he will not be easily exposed.

The only explanation is that you have found important news and you must use this.

I can't say what this person wants to say, but in this regard, I have always wanted to use the good news she brought to me to let my depression fade away.

In fact, Zhuang Bufan was not worried about anything else, but he had been staying for a long time and couldn't get out here, so he could only complain.

Fortunately, he has books to accompany him and can spend time.

Immediately afterwards, Wu Zongxian saw the flowers, birds, fish and swords in the bag, felt strange, raised his head, stared at Zhuang Bufan, and asked, "What's going on?"

"After some of my experiences, there is no problem with the quality of the weapon, don't worry."

Zhuang Bufan explained that he knew it was because he had different lights flashing on these swords, which showed that the weapon was made with different techniques.

"Oh, is that happening?"

Wu Zongxian suspected that he would not dare to be careless about these things, if Zhuang Bufan had tampered with these weapons.

He is unpredictable.

However, thinking that I could see this so easily, I believe that Zhuang Bufan could not know it, it must be to make a fool of himself.

He kind of believed what Zhuang Bufan said, after all, it’s okay for a person, why do you do it in one go?

It seems that he still has to go out.

Wu Zongxian nodded, patted Zhuang Bufan's shoulder, and said earnestly, "Okay, I'll use these weapons for identification now. I will talk to you if there is no big problem."

It seems that he does not believe what Zhuang Bufan said, which is normal. The importance of these weapons forces him to be careless.

Zhuang Bufan nodded, "You can do whatever you want, everything I said is true, and the quality of these weapons is much better than the quality of the previous batch of weapons. You will like it!"

Zhuang Bufan was not worried about this, and he did not cut corners. Anyone liked better things, no one would like them.

Wu Zongxian looked at Zhuang Bufan with deep meaning and nodded, "Okay, I'll leave now."

He left without any stop. When he left Zhuang Bufan's vision, he hurried to the appraisal center, wanting to know whether this batch of weapons was as good as Zhuang Bufan said!

In the appraisal center and in front of a group of appraisers, they all came up with a consensus answer, and Zhuang Bufan said nothing wrong.

This made Wu Zongxian wonder, thinking in his mind, "What is this guy thinking?"

Wu Zongxian couldn't figure it out. Seeing that he couldn't think of it, he simply stopped thinking about it and told Yan Fei directly about it.

Yan Fei was silent after hearing this, and after a long time he spoke, "No matter what he does, he can do whatever he does as long as he completes the task I assigned."

After all, in terms of weapons, he only needs to achieve his goal. As for the others, why do you think so much?

Zhuang Bufan stayed in the house and he had nowhere to go.

At this time, the noise appeared again and this kind of thing came again.

But what can Zhuang Bufan do? There is no way, and when the noise appears, it can only stop.
To be continued...