"Secondly, her martial arts cultivation has reached its peak. It is too difficult to keep her, even if the fat old Taoist appears."

Jiang Fan also believed this, especially after the battle with Lu Yai, he found that Xiaocui's cultivation had become more and more advanced.

"Third..." The old guy narrowed his eyes: "In the words of the old fisherman, people like her have great luck."

It's mysterious and mysterious, but Jiang Fan believes it in the same way.

If nothing else, I feel it deeply. How about a chosen one like Xiao Cui?

The old guy pointed in a certain direction: "The old scholar in the study also said the same thing the day before yesterday."

The old scholar in the study is naturally Xuanji Xingjun.

Speaking of him, Jiang Fan suddenly remembered something: "Ba Qing said that the Supreme Emperor was plotting in the study. Why was there no movement after the last test?"

The old guy snorted: "No movement? I didn't tell you. There are several in the dungeon. You can go and chat when you have time."

"Huh? Have you been here?"

The old guy said: "The thief is still obsessed with it, and I don't know what he is looking for in the study. Last night when Yangdu was in chaos, a group of people attacked the mortal residence at night. According to Ba Qing's wishes, he did not use formations to stop them and let them in.

Finally, the group went straight to the study, where the old scholar whipped several of them to death on the spot."

"Being beaten to death?"

"The iron chains are so powerful. That old scholar is so powerful. A pair of iron chains seems to coincide with some kind of avenue. None of the four Martial Lords made a splash. The remaining few wanted to escape when something bad happened, but the formation was already there.

It was launched and eventually all of them were caught.”

"Have you ever interrogated me?"

The old guy said: "Whoever has that leisure time, you can go to court yourself later."

Jiang Fan smiled and said: "Let's just lock it up for now. The emperor sent me here because he must have thought that my study has my knowledge and he just wants to get it. This... is the same as his son."

"His son? Nameless?"

Jiang Fan shook his head: "Prince, Ying Wutian."

The old guy stared: "Oh? He is alive too?"

Jiang Fan hummed: "In the south."

"That's strange..." The old guy frowned: "Xiao Cui is not a soft-hearted person."

"That's necessary. It's just that Xiao Cui obviously didn't intend to kill him, and I don't know what her motives were, but she did use some of it last night. Anyway, as you just said, she is not simple."

The old guy nodded: "Are you more relieved?"

"It's a lot easier to talk like this."

But the old guy looked at him and shook his head: "I'm scared... you used to say you didn't want to stay in one place for too long for fear of developing feelings, but now... it's been too long and it's hard to get away."

Jiang Fan was stunned and said with a wry smile: "I had thought about this side effect when we made the plan. No way, everything can go as planned."

"Human beings are not grass and trees, and they cannot be ruthless. But the old man wants to remind you that your Xiaocui is not a ruthless person."

Jiang Fan was a little silent.

The old guy said: "So, you thought you wouldn't have feelings for her if you got along with her. Unfortunately, you overestimated yourself. Now, not only her, but also many people here, you find it difficult to leave..."

Jiang Fan was in a mess and didn't know what to say.

"When I first entered the world, I thought you had already thought it through, but I didn't expect you were still so contradictory. You are such a coward... alas - you are not really transparent after all."

Jiang Fan said distressedly: "I am such a troubled person, what do you want me to do?"

The old guy raised the wine gourd and gestured: "When you come, take care of it. If you can't avoid it, don't avoid it. It will be great when you can be as cool and unrestrained as you wrote about drinking wine."

Jiang Fan shook his head: "That's not the world's clearest thing. On the contrary, it's just as confusing as me."

The old guy glared at him: "You are a human being, who doesn't struggle? What you said about separation is bullshit. If you can really do it, you are not a normal person. As I said, live in the moment, live seriously, and then you will live up to this life.

, the future is vast, who can tell clearly? When you look back on the past decades later, wouldn’t it be sad to find that you have been struggling in the tangle? "

Jiang Fan hummed: "The truth... is very clear. I think it can always be adjusted slowly."

The old guy didn't say much. Jiang Fan was no longer the carefree and innocent young man, but a powerful figure who was famous all over the world. He knew many things well.

"Old guy..." Jiang Fan pondered for a while, then slowly said: "There is something I think it's time to tell you."

The old guy was stunned. Jiang Fan's appearance was a bit unusual.

"What's up?"

Jiang Fan looked at him seriously: "Old guy, if you say it's okay, don't get too excited."

"You kid, don't hesitate, just let it go."

"I'm afraid that you will be impulsive and unable to sit still. You have to promise me not to get angry in a hurry."

The old guy was a little impatient: "How old am I, and how big of a thing can make me anxious and angry? I said, you are a coward, it's a little weird now."

Jiang Fan then coughed and said: "Okay, okay. Then I will say... that, little glutinous rice..."

The old guy's face suddenly turned gloomy: "You are trying to make my old man unhappy, aren't you?"

Jiang Fan quickly waved his hand: "I told you not to get excited. I just want to say that Xiao Nuomi is still alive..."

"I know she's dead...huh?"

The next moment, the old guy jumped up from the chair like a cat whose tail was stepped on, his face full of disbelief: "What did you say?"

Jiang Fan looked at him and said slowly: "I said, Xiao Nuomi is still alive."

The old guy was stunned immediately.

Jiang Fan's heart tightened. This little glutinous rice was the old guy's pet peeve, and it was also a scar in his heart. As expected, the old guy's computer was still down despite his warning.

"Hey! Old guy?"

Jiang Fan stretched out his hand and waved it in front of his eyes.

After a while, the old guy suddenly got excited and grabbed Jiang Fan's collar with his hand: "You...tell me again?"

Jiang Fan had no choice but to smile bitterly and said: "It's true. Xiao Nuomi is still alive and Nuo Nuo is not dead. I overheard what Poppy said. It should be true. Unfortunately, I haven't seen anyone yet."

The old guy immediately abandoned Jiang Fan and turned around to rush out.

Fortunately, Jiang Fan was prepared and grabbed his waistband: "Hey, old guy, don't worry, listen to me..."

"Stop talking, let me go, I'm going to southern Xinjiang!"

The old guy was acting like a crazy and stubborn donkey at this moment. Jiang Fan couldn't hold him back at all and was almost dragged out of the room.

"I said, this is a big matter. Poppy revealed it unintentionally. We don't know where Nuo Nuo is yet. You are so impulsive. What if you harm her?"

Jiang Fan's urgent words finally made the old guy stop.

When he came back to his senses, his face was as gloomy as water: "Tell me what's going on."

Jiang Fan breathed a sigh of relief and pulled him back to sit down: "I'm afraid that you are like this. Once you get older, you should be more careful. Nuo Nuo's matter must be handled safely and there is no room for mistakes."
Chapter completed!