The roaring sound was still echoing in the corridor, and my chest suddenly felt numb, and all my strength disappeared in an instant. Hong Jianxiong collapsed softly on the ground like a deflated ball.

"Zhuanxu's stewardship? Are you really from the Zhao family? But why don't you even know about the eight courtyards?"

"Haha, I understand, I understand! Zhao Family Tianlong, it turns out that you have really given up? We are for nothing to wait for you for so many years. It turns out that this is what you gave us."

Hong Jianxiong, who was lying on the ground, did not lose the ability to speak, because Zhao Fan still had something to ask him.

But after a trace of fear flashed across his face, there was a tragic smile on his face, and two lines of tears fell inexplicably at the corner of his eyes, his expression was dark, and his tone was filled with extreme sorrow.

This look makes people unconsciously follow a mysterious sadness deep in the depths, as if there is an extreme sadness that is eroding everyone's heart.

"Tell me, what the hell is going on?"

Zhao Fan felt a little inexplicably irritated. He had already felt that the so-called Tianlong Courtyard must have involved a lot of secrets. However, since childhood, the old man had never exposed any slightest voice in front of him.

After returning to China this time, neither Master Yu Song nor Monk Pratyekabuddha were talking about this matter and could not ask anything at all.

As for the old man, Zhao Fan knew him very well. If he didn't take the initiative to speak, no matter how he asked, he wouldn't be able to ask anything.

This feeling of being kept in the dark is really uncomfortable.

Now that Hong Jianxiong appears in front of him, it is a good breakthrough. Even if this person doesn’t know much, he can at least understand a rough idea.

"I am defeated by the Zhao family. I, Hong Jianxiong, have no regrets. If you want to kill or shave, you can do whatever you want!"

Hong Jianxiong looked numb, and he calmed down on Zhao Fan's face squatting in front of him for a long time, let out a sigh of relief, and said lightly.

"What am I going to kill you? You know that I am using Liangyi Tianxin acupointing hand, so you should naturally know that in no time, you will be able to stand up alive. I just want to know what the hell is going on."

Zhao Fan originally thought of using some means to force Hong Jianxiong to speak.

But at this time, he couldn't take action when he looked at Hong Jianxiong's sad expression.

More importantly, he had no idea what was going on in the so-called Eight Courtyards.

Monk Pratyekabuddha had no malicious intentions towards him. If this Hong Jianxiong had not misunderstood later, he would have no malicious intentions towards him. He could not use those methods to a person without malicious intentions.

"There is nothing left. The Tianlong Courtyard has already been in name only. Apart from us, we still remember the names of the eight courtyards, who else will remember? Since your elders have made a choice, you should not get involved in the matter."

Hong Jianxiong should be in his sixties. When he showed up just now, he looked energetic and did not look like an elderly person at all. But at this time, he looked extremely old, and his flickering eyes looked particularly dark.

Zhao Fan sighed lightly, reached out and lit it on him a few times, allowing him to resume his movements. Then he also acted on the other people still lying on the ground, and soon they sat up with a little difficulty.

"Even if it is something that no longer exists, can't you tell me a story?"

Zhao Fan reached out and helped Hong Jianxiong up from the ground, with a little pleading in his tone.

After Hong Jianxiong stood up straight, he did not let go of Zhao Fan's hand. His eyes kept on his face, with a little reminiscence in his expression.

Zhao Fan also looked at him calmly, with a calm expression and a sincere look.

After more than ten seconds passed, the spirit in Hong Jianxiong's eyes gradually began to brighten, and the corners of his mouth gradually showed a little smile.

Zhao Fan was inexplicably seen by him. When he was about to ask, Hong Jianxiong had already calmed down completely and asked with a smile: "You didn't come from the capital, right?"

Zhao Fan didn't know why he suddenly asked about this, but there was nothing worth hiding anyway, so he nodded slightly.

"This will make sense. The Zhao family Tianlong has successor, which is a happy congratulation."

The smile on Hong Jianxiong's face became more and more intense. He easily opened Zhao Fan's hand, tidied up his slightly wrinkled clothes again, saluted respectfully to Zhao Fan, and then said, "Please forgive me for your offense."

"Don't, don't get into the topic. Please tell me what is Tianlongyuan is OK?"

When Zhao Fan heard this, he remembered the same sentence that Monk Pratyekabuddha said, and almost guessed what Hong Jianxiong was going to say next. He quickly waved his hand and asked anxiously.

"Your strength is not enough. If he doesn't tell you, it should be to protect you. Since that's the case, I can't say much."

"Try to improve your strength. We will meet again when you know everything. Remember my name, Hong Jianxiong will wait for you to come to me in Mo Nanshan."

Hong Jianxiong had a happy smile almost exactly like the monk Pratyekabuddha, and he finished talking to Zhao Fan in a sincere tone. Before Zhao Fan could react, he turned around and entered the elevator.

The two young men who followed him followed him in for no reason, and Xia Mengchuan and others didn't even react, and the elevator closed the door and started to go down.

"Tianlong Courtyard, Buddhist Vajra Courtyard, Taoist Temple Tianshi Academy, Martial Arts Academy..."

Zhao Fan stood there in a daze, muttering these names, full of doubts, but he didn't know who to ask.

"I don't have enough strength? I solved you in one trick. Did you actually say I don't have enough strength?"

While he was stunned, Xia Mengchuan and others walked past him with awkward expression and pressed the elevator. Seeing that Zhao Fan had no intention of blocking him, the others felt like they were amnesty and breathed a long sigh.

Their eyes swept over Zhao Fan's face curiously, with deep doubts in their eyes.

The elevator just came up again, but the few people didn't dare to stop at all. They rushed into the elevator quickly and almost knocked the few people who came out of the elevator to the ground.

"What the hell? Are you walking without eyes?"

A little yellow-haired man walked out of the elevator with his arms around his shoulders, and looked back at Xia Mengchuan and others in the elevator and cursed and shouted a few words.

"Brother, don't be sad, I'll take you to have a girl. I'll tell you, the ones who participated in this event are the big names in China. All the famous ladies are like flowers and jade, which guarantees that you will linger and forget some worries."

The little yellow-haired man naturally came from Xiling City. It would be difficult for him to remember him if he looked like this.

However, Zhao Fan's eyes did not fall on him, he was looking at the young man.

This guy also stared at Zhao Fan's direction with his eyes fiery. This guy was the 2B young man who was driving McLaren on the road to the provincial capital and constantly provoking him.

This guy is also very lucky. Although he has a few pieces of tape on his body, he still runs here with great vitality.

"Ah, it's him. It's this person who almost killed us."

Before the guy could speak, a young woman who followed them out of the elevator couldn't help but scream after seeing Zhao Fan.

Han Mingjie, who was turning his head to look at the Changqing Man, then turned his head. After seeing Zhao Fan, he was filled with surprise. Fei separated from the Changqing Man and ran over with great diligence.

"Brother, great god, do you still remember me? I am Han Mingjie."

After the man walked to Zhao Fan, he reached out and wanted to grab his arm.

Zhao Fan looked at him inexplicably and took a step back without a trace, with a look in doubt in his eyes.

The way this guy appeared last time was so special, how could he not remember?

But he didn't understand why this guy was so attentive to him every time he met?

"This guy obviously has a girlfriend, so he won't have any special hobbies, right?"

Thinking of this, Zhao Fan had goose bumps all over his body, and he took another step back, and pulled another distance from Han Mingjie.

"Han Mingjie, what are you doing? Who just patted her chest and said she wanted to avenge me? Now the real owner has appeared. You look like a dog-licking person. Are you funny? "

The young man had already taken out his cell phone and flew to deliver the news, and at the same time he looked at Han Mingjie with anger on his face and roared.

"Let's go!"

Zhao Fan was not in the mood to continue to waste time with such people. Seeing Lin Shiqi and Belinda running over with a worried look on their faces, he smiled and waved his hand.

"Fan, are you okay? Why don't we go to the hospital immediately?"

"Where are you hurt? Show me."

The appearance of two beauties instantly made Han Mingjie and Changqingren stunned, and they had forgotten what to say.

Especially Han Mingjie, when he saw Belinda take out a tissue and gently wipe the corner of Zhao Fan's mouth, while Lin Shiqi's white little hands kept groping on Zhao Fan, her admiration for Zhao Fan was like a surging river, endless.

"Great God, it's really a great God! The beautiful president of Mu Group surrounded the police station for him. In a blink of an eye, two goddess-level beauties were very caring for him. If I could have one-tenth of this charm, I would probably have to wake up laughing when I sleep."

Han Mingjie smacked his lips and looked at Zhao Fan with his eyes shining, feeling full of sighs.

"Let's go? Do you think you're still leaving? Since I've caught you, no one of you can leave."

"I thought it would take some effort to find you, but I didn't expect to meet you so soon. I can only say that your luck is too bad."

The first thing I realized was the young man. The message on his mobile phone had already pressed the send button. He heard the prompt sound on his mobile phone, and he looked at Zhao Fan with a laugh, looking extremely arrogant on his face.

"Hao Xiaochen, are you crazy? You dare to stop my elder brother if you want to leave?"

When Han Mingjie heard Changqing Neng's words, he immediately saw a smile on Zhao Fan's face that was unrecognizable, and his heart trembled. He opened his arms in great anxiety and blocked Changqing Neng's face, whispering his eyebrows and yelled loudly.

"Brother? Han Mingjie, you are really promising. The dignified Han family's eldest son actually accepted such a thing as a big brother?"

"Drive me, I just bought a McLaren, but I was hit by this guy. Don't mention your shitty brother Han Mingjie, even if your father comes here, don't stop me today."

The young man sneered all over his face, and reached out to pull Han Mingjie aside, rushed to Zhao Fan with great momentum and stopped him.

"Hao Xiaochen, don't be tempted. Brothers advise you, this great god, you can't afford to offend me!"

Han Mingjie was about to be so stupid that his brother was about to cry. He rushed to the man quickly, and while talking, he bowed to Zhao Fan, his face full of pleading.
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