Demon Eye Shura

Qingkong Weiyu, ˉtaur, Juanjuan Yezi, 60 Empire rewards and support, Bandit Yang evaluation vote support!

ps: The chapter on family struggle has already begun, and it will be exciting, so stay tuned.

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Caressing the iron arm covered with light golden metallic luster.Looking at the dark purple magic pupils in the mirror.Zhuo Yifan's little heart was beating wildly, and he couldn't stop laughing excitedly.

"The magic pupil iron arm is simply a perfect match! It is really great! What if the talent is poor? I have never paid attention to such a thing as talent! Let's see who will be trampled underfoot in the future!"

After being shocked, Zhuo Yifan couldn't help feeling a little excited.

"The magic pupil and the iron arm are both evolutionary. As long as they can be honed continuously, they will evolve, and I will become stronger!"

There was an extremely resolute expression on the little face that was bursting with joy: become stronger!You must become stronger. Only by becoming stronger can you enter the blood prison and find the man you have always wanted to see since you were sensible.

"If I can successfully obtain the ultimate power of the magic pupil and the iron arm, I really don't know how strong I will be...I must not let anyone know about this matter!"

Thinking of this, he clenched his iron fist, knowing very well how much disaster these two things would bring to the Zhuo family if they were spread out.

Every husband is not guilty, and he is guilty of his crime.

He is young, but he understands this truth.

Boom!

At this time, the door was suddenly blasted open.

The strong force rushed into the door at once, the door was torn apart by the explosion, and sawdust flew.With the crazily spinning of strips of domineering orange spiritual power, there was a sound of "Ka Ka Ka", and the sawdust was directly embedded into the ground.

Immediately afterwards, a domineering and burly figure rushed in with strides, and came to Zhuo Yifan's bedside like a roar, and the thin blanket was blown away by the vigor.

"Grandpa..." Zhuo Yifan stared blankly at the domineering old man.Quickly folded the iron arm.

Zhuo Wentian appeared in a hurry, which made Zhuo Yifan feel a little lost.

"Fan'er, how are you? Are you okay? Does it hurt?"

Zhuo Wentian asked with concern.He stretched out his powerful hands, starting from Zhuo Yifan's shoulders to look down at the injury, while protruding his aura to check the situation in Zhuo Yifan's body, not letting go of an inch of flesh.

The old man was afraid that his grandson was missing some parts.He took off Zhuo Yifan's underpants, even his little brother, which made Zhuo Yifan's face turn red, and he almost fainted.

The guards standing by the bed secretly laughed one by one, looked at Zhuo Yifan with provocative eyes, and showed a smirk.

"What's the cover, it's not like I haven't seen it before. Well, it is indeed much older than when I was a child..." Zhuo Wentian saw that the little brother couldn't help teasing him with his hands, Zhuo Yifan froze, and directly Crashed, before he came back to his senses, he found that his white pants had been completely ripped off.

"There are so many scars!"

Zhuo Wentian looked at Zhuo Yifan's body covered with criss-crossing knife marks.The eyelids suddenly jumped, and the anger in the chest suddenly boiled.Everyone could clearly feel that a volcano was about to erupt!

"A bunch of idiots! Where did Nima go when the young master needed it most!" Master Zhuo yelled out loudly, and the words were astonishing, directly bursting out a catchphrase that Zhuo Yifan hadn't heard for a long time.

"You can't protect the young master, damn it, what use do I need you for!"

"Everyone has no energy and is depressed all day long. How can I support Yifan to ascend to the position of Patriarch? If you don't cheer up again, Nima will go back and eat ten thousand catties for me!"

From ten thousand catties?When the guards trembled, they all raised their heads and stood up straight.Although this thing can cheer up your spirits, you can't eat it casually. A fingernail is enough to make a blind bear go into heat for seven days and seven nights.

Zhuo Wentian's Hedong lion's roar spread almost throughout the Zhuo family's courtyards, and the ground shook.Constantly swearing.

These guards had already been scolded bloody by Zhuo Wentian for the eighteenth generation of their ancestors just now, and none of them ended well. I thought his anger had calmed down.Unexpectedly, the moment he saw this precious grandson, he erupted again.

The guards were very aggrieved, drooping their heads, thinking that if they hadn't gone out to find Zhuo Yifan last night, they wouldn't be scattered and the guards would not be good.

"Hmph! You guys are just outside in the yard. Each of you will do 1...no! [-] push-ups! Don't get up until you finish! Get out of here!" Seeing this group of people, Zhuo asked The sky was full of anger, he punched the edge of the bed, and made a hole, billowing with anger.

I just left for a moment and a half before such a big thing happened.His son did not come out of the blood prison, and his grandson was his last hope.It is also the future hope of the Zhuo family!He is the flower of the family, how could Hua be bullied so miserably!

Nima's Zhuo Wenzhan, Lao Tzu looks so easy to bully?I really think I can't beat you.I see that you are my younger brother, and I have been letting you in all this time, but you are so presumptuous, bullying the little with the big, and bullying my good grandson!

Zhuo Wentian completely cast this anger on Zhuo Wenzhan, this time, I am afraid, a big battle is inevitable.

"Grandpa... I'm fine, it's just a little skin trauma..." Zhuo Yifan comforted.

Normally, Zhuo Wentian couldn't stand being ridiculed by others.This scuffle directly became the fuse of the big battle. He knew that the dire relationship between the two old men might explode completely because of this incident!

"Skin trauma! ***, skin trauma is not an injury? That old man, he called so many thugs..."

Zhuo Wentian's tiger's eyes flickered, as if he realized something, his eyes were a bit surprised: "It seems that only three or four of the people who came to beat you this time survived, and they were already disabled. The rest...you killed them too. of?"

Zhuo Yifan smiled lightly, and nodded noncommittally, he would not kill people normally, but with his personality of "revenge for every crime, retaliate with a tooth for a tooth".Someone messed with him, of course he wouldn't let it go!

"Hahaha! Good! Good!"

Zhuo Wentian's eyes suddenly fluctuated, he grabbed Zhuo Yifan's hand and checked it, and his angry face suddenly smiled.

"Okay! As expected of Zhuo Wentian's grandson, he has achieved perfection in body training so quickly! No wonder those bastards can't beat you, it's because they have blind eyes."

Zhuo Wentian laughed immediately, full of relief and joy, "Ah, ah, ah, ah! This time the gate of the blood prison came, the little bastard Zhuo Fei was injured, and the old bastard Zhuo Wenzhan must have gone crazy. Hahaha , Faner, this is an opportunity! A huge opportunity! This time, the spot for the gate of the blood prison must belong to you!"

Zhuo Wentian didn't care about how Zhuo Yifan improved in just a few days, he only knew that his grandson had become stronger again!What kind of shit soul quality, this is a bird, my grandson is a genius among geniuses!

"The quota for the Gate of Blood Prison has not been agreed yet! Zhuo Wentian... You must be thinking too well, right?"

When the grandpa and grandson were laughing, an extremely discordant voice came.

Boom!A powerful momentum shot from outside the door, all aimed at Zhuo Yifan, as if to kill him with one blow.

snort!

In an instant, Zhuo Wentian sneered, and the vast aura formed an extremely strong light curtain to block the power.

He looked at the middle-aged man whose eyebrows were connected together and who was slightly fatter, and roared with anger.

The only person who dares to attack his precious grandson directly when they meet is the old bastard Zhuo Wenzhan!

"Zhuo Wenzhan! This old man just happened to be looking for you, damn it, don't you see how you beat my grandson."

Zhuo Wentian's words just irritated Zhuo Wenzhan, and rushed out with an unyielding momentum: "Zhuo Wentian! What are you arrogant! You beat my Feier like this and killed me so many people, you You must give me an explanation! Either you hand over this little bastard, or abolish his cultivation, or let Zhuo Fei inherit the position of Patriarch, you choose one yourself!"

"Bah!" Zhuo Wentian stepped forward, spitting Xingzi almost sprayed him to death,

"Fucking old bastard, shit! You sent someone to kill my precious grandson, why didn't you say so? I haven't asked you to claim compensation! Let me tell you, I want the position of Patriarch! The gate of blood prison, I also want!"

He pointed at Zhuo Wenzhan, and the anger he spewed could burn him: "You old bastard, quickly hand over the other half of Baoyu and get out of here!"

"You...you don't even think about it!"

Zhuo Wenzhan was taken aback and froze for a moment: "Zhuo Wentian, you perfidious old bastard, you actually still protect this little bastard! I have made an agreement with you for three chapters, before Cheng Renli elects the position of Patriarch, Nobody can do it!"

"Huh? Little bastard? Are you calling me an old bastard?"

Zhuo Wentian firmly guarded Zhuo Yifan behind him: "Zhuo Wenzhan, you are pointing and cursing! Damn, is there something wrong with your brain, who is treacherous? Damn, you called so many people to bully my grandson, your skills are not as good as that!" Who is to blame for people being injured or killed?"

The two quarreled, but Zhuo Yifan couldn't intervene at all.Seeing that the smell of gunpowder was getting stronger and stronger, this Zhuo Wenzhan rolled his eyes and flashed a somewhat sinister expression, a trick was brewing in his heart, and his momentum was suddenly greatly reduced.

He chuckled, and cupped his hands to Zhuo Wentian almost in a flattering way:

"Don't mind me, brother, don't be angry...it's my brother who is too abrupt. This matter is all a misunderstanding..."

Zhuo Wentian snorted angrily, and glanced at this old and cunning thing, "What a misunderstanding! Zhuo Wenzhan, what the hell are you trying to do?"

"Brother, don't be angry, listen to my brother slowly..."

A haze appeared on Zhuo Wenzhan's face, as cunning as a fox, "Fei'er's skills are not as good as others, and I have nothing to say, brother. It's just that the 'Gate of Blood Hell' came too abruptly this time. ...Do you have the ability to go to the Blood Prison? This is simply a waste of resources..."

"Hmph! It's none of your business! Just hand over the other half of the precious jade to me!" Zhuo Wentian refused to give in at all.

The precious jade they were talking about was actually a heaven and earth spirit stone that could strengthen one's physique. It was originally intended to be used as a tribute to enter the gate of the blood prison next time, in exchange for the qualification to enter the gate.It's just that the Zhuo family is now divided into two factions, and this spirit stone is also divided into two halves.

Therefore, to enter the gate of the blood prison, the tribute is very important.If it is half a spirit stone, it will not be able to impress the door god at all.

"Baoyu? That's easy to say!"

Zhuo Wenzhan nodded.He took out a half-moon-shaped stone from his bosom. It was dotted with stars, spiritual power was surging, and obscure and weird lines spread all over the body, shining brightly and translucently.

This is the spirit stone divided into two pieces, Zhuo Wenzhan is afraid of being stolen, so he keeps it on his body all the time.

"What trick are you playing?"

Zhuo Wentian saw that Zhuo Wenzhan's attitude had made a 180-degree turn, but he was suspicious.

"As long as Zhuo Yifan can go through a round under the old man's hands and go to the blood prison, then the old man will naturally have nothing to say."

"Nimma, what are you kidding!" Zhuo Wentian suddenly exclaimed.

"Then there is no other way? Hey... What a pity, what a pity..."

Zhuo Wenzhan shrugged his shoulders cunningly, now that Zhuo Fei was injured, he could no longer go to the gate of the blood prison.He expected that Zhuo Wentian would not hand over his grandson.The dominance was completely in his hands, and seeing Zhuo Wen's twitching face, he felt refreshed in his heart.

Zhuo Wentian's anger is right, the more comfortable he is.He is such a person, he is fierce and fierce.

At this moment, Zhuo Yifan suddenly turned over and jumped off the bed. He was only wearing a pair of underpants, with dark skin and a well-proportioned figure.

"I accept!"

Zhuo Wenzhan was about to leave, but he didn't know that there was a very small but extremely shocking voice behind him.

"you accept?"

"Second Master's kindness, how can I not accept it? Yifan is afraid that Second Master will not agree to this bet!"

Zhuo Yifan grinned, and a bit of evil flashed in his dark eyes.

Hearing this, Zhuo Wenzhan's footsteps stopped abruptly, and the face of the old Guozi showed a hint of evil and danger...