Chapter 1270： Holy Mountain Fury (1/2)

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Brows can't help but tremble lightly, as the Emperor Yan dies, he is surprised: ”Are you ... Zhuofan?”

”Or you can call me ... old friend, Demon Emperor Zhuo Yifan!”

”what?”

”At first, your love affairs may not be known to others, but among the eight emperors, there should still be a few people who know it, including me!”

In the jungle not far away, Zhuo Fan called his heart quiet and closed his eyes to hear the voice: ”What I did to you is to settle the grudges of that year. Now I will give you a chance to settle the love of that year, but unfortunately you let go!”

It turns out so!

Nodded, the emperor nodded with a smile: ”It is you who came back, no wonder ... In this way, the emperor domain is unified and deserved. After all, you are the real, the head of the eight emperors!”

Wow!

A violent black air surged, and Yan Yan's final body was swallowed instantly, leaving only a pile of ashes scattered on the ground. Meng Haodong was holding a piece of powder, and that piece of rag, just like his own son at that time, but he was already in a daze, looked at the sky in confusion, and roared out: ”What the **** is going on? Kill Who is my son? Where is Chu Qingcheng? Is Yan Huang the murderer? ”

”This answer, you will know in the future, don't be too anxious now, Lord Monsan!”

Slowly opened his eyes, Zhuo Fan's eyes flashed a beam of light, revealing a strange smile. Stand up, pat the dust on the body, and leave the place with pleasure. Come quietly and walk away gently without taking a cloud.

A month later, Zhuo Fan returned to the Luo Family Headquarters, with a light smile on his face, and then returned to his study. Raising his hand and gently pushing the bookcase to the side, a shelf with eight pieces of wood chips was suddenly revealed. Each piece of wood was engraved with the name of an eight emperor, and now three pieces are missing.

Gently took the piece of wood with the name of Yan Huang, and rubbed it a little, Zhuo Fan smiled softly and murmured: ”Yan Huang, say goodbye, go!”

As soon as the voice fell, Zhuo Fan shook his hand and threw the wood chip behind his head.

With a bang, the wood chips burned up in the air until they fell, but when they fell, they just fell into a brazier and burned.

Zhuo Fan just turned his back to the brazier, his face was casual, and he took a deep breath.

”Zhuofan!”

Suddenly, a soft sound came out, and a shadow suddenly pushed the door straight in, with a smile on his face, but it was no doubt that Chu Qingcheng. It's just that when she saw the wooden frame lined with the names of the emperors, she was stunned for a moment: ”What are you ... doing?”

With a slight smile, Zhuo Fan shrugged unconsciously: ”Nothing, clean up the debris!”

”Miscellaneous? Are these things?”

He looked at him suspiciously, and Chu Qingcheng looked at the names on the wooden frames again, sweeping them one by one, when he saw the vacant names, he felt a little stunned, and then looked at the brazier still Although most of the burning wood chips have been lost, the corner of the emperor can still see the clues: ”Why are you burning my Master's brand?”

”Well, Allure, she is the murderer who poisoned your whole family. Do you still care about her so much?”

With a dull face, Chu Qingcheng hesitated and shook his head: ”I don't know. Although she has harmed my family, she is also my master, who has nurtured me for a hundred years ...”

”Then let you hand-pull her, how do you decide?” Zhuo Fan looked solemn, before the words of her fell.

Chu Qingcheng was even more embarrassed when he shuddered, and he kept shaking his head and even had tears in his eyes: ”I don't know, I can't face her at all ... Zhuo Fan, I really don't know what to do ...”

”Okay, okay, you do n’t know!”

Gently holding her in her arms, Zhuo Fan patted her shoulder and sighed: ”Now you don't need to know anymore, I won't lie to you, your master is now dead!”

”what?”

”My person has always been public and private. If I were you, she had a genocidal hatred against me, and I needed to do it. But she had nurtured me for many years, and she had a feeling of mentoring. Now she is dead, as a disciple, she deserves Obey his filial piety! ”

With a deep glance at her, Zhuo Fanyou said: ”It is no longer necessary for you to sharpen her now. If you have any thoughts in your heart, don't let it go to honor her. It will be a friendship between the master and the disciple. There is no regret in her heart. Of course, this is just my approach. If you have any difficulties, even if you do what you want, you do n’t have to ignore me! ”

Waving his hands anxiously, Chu Qingcheng hurriedly said: ”No, no, you're right, it made me suddenly cheerful. Although I can't start with her, but to pay tribute to her, it's a matter of mentoring , Just do what you say! ”