Swire Overlord

Chapter 93
On the way, Zhao Yufan raised his head to look up at the sky from time to time, hoping to see the figures of Qinglanzong and his party. According to the strength of the suzerain and his party, they must return to Qinglanzong faster than him.

On the way back, Zhao Yufan finally saw a group of figures passing by above him. Looking at the disappearing figures, he secretly thought, when can he also fly in the air?
After returning safely to Qinglanzong, Zhao Yufan immediately sent Han Bingyue and the others to the attic, and invited Liu Sishi, Zuo Sizhen, the red-robed youth, and the black-clothed youth at the same time.

Everyone gathered together, Zhao Yufan looked at the people in front of him calmly, pursed his lips and said with a smile: "Hey... Now let's start distributing the red fruit!"

No one was surprised at all. Zhao Yufan invited them here, and they guessed that the red fruit should be distributed. Liu Sishi and others were very surprised when they accepted the invitation, but they were very calm at this time.

Taking out a rectangular jade box, Zhao Yufan opened the jade box and said, "There are thirteen red fruits inside! There are eleven of us here, one for each of us, and the remaining two are mine. Do you have any objection?"

"If you have an opinion, will you listen?" The young man in black sneered, his cold eyes staring straight at Zhao Yufan.

Zhao Yufan was silent for a moment, then said with a sly smile, "Hey...Of course I will listen to opinions, but after putting forward opinions, there is not a single fruit."

Hearing this, everyone immediately shut up and looked helplessly at Zhao Yufan. In fact, they didn't have any objections, because Zhao Yufan's allocation was very reasonable. After all, the red fruit was his own. Even if he didn't distribute it, it was a reasonable thing, so now He distributes the red fruit, so naturally no one has any objections.

After the red fruits were distributed, everyone looked at the red red fruits in their hands and couldn't bear to eat them, after all, they were priceless treasures.

However, Zhao Yufan was completely opposite to everyone else. He took the red fruit without looking at it, and stuffed it into his mouth, chewed it a few times, and then swallowed it.He grinned and saw everyone's surprised expressions, and said nonchalantly, "It's just a little hot, and there is no other smell."

The corners of everyone's mouths twitched slightly, with surprised expressions. The red fruit was originally a precious item, but looking at Zhao Yufan's appearance, eating the red fruit seemed to be the same as eating an apple, and there was nothing special about it. What a waste!
"You can do whatever you want, I'm going to practice!"

Zhao Yufan sat cross-legged and began to practice directly.

The others held the red fruit in their hands and ate it carefully, for fear of wasting every drop. After eating, they practiced on the spot just like Zhao Yufan.

Liu Sishi and Zuo Sixian bid farewell and left. They are all tenth-level intermediate fighters, and the red fruit has no effect on them. However, they still want to get the red fruit because they want to help their relatives and friends.

In the attic, a group of people practiced cross-legged. The first one to break through was Zhao Yufan. Seeing that the others were still awake, he walked up to Canyue boredly and stared at the black veil on Canyue's face, as if he was thinking about something.

Wanyue was wearing black veil all the time, so she couldn't see her face clearly, which gave Zhao Yufan a strong urge to take off the veil, and he slammed his mouth, he hesitated.

Suddenly, Can Yue opened her big eyes, her black eyelashes trembling a few times, and scolded: "Get out!"

"You want to see how ugly you are," Zhao Yufan said innocently.

Can Yue's eyes widened, and she cursed in a cold voice: "Hurry up and get out!"

Zhao Yufan shrugged his shoulders, walked unsteadily in front of Han Bingyue, squatted halfway on the ground, raised his right hand, stretched it towards Han Bingyue's cold face, slammed it lightly, then immediately retracted his hand, and observed Han Bingyue's face. Seeing that Frost Moon didn't respond, he reached out and touched it again.

Han Bingyue's small face could be broken with blows, it was white and smooth.

A smirk flashed across the corner of Zhao Yufan's mouth, pinched the skin of Han Bingyue's cheek with two fingers of his right hand, and gently pulled it outward, and Han Bingyue's small face instantly swelled up. The face also bounced back.

"Is it over?"

A blush flashed across Han Bingyue's pretty face, and she asked in a cold voice.

"Ah, you are a tenth-level intermediate warrior?" Zhao Yufan answered irrelevantly, looking at Han Bingyue in feigned surprise.

Han Bingyue rolled her eyes at Zhao Yufan, and warned, "You're touching my face, remember to wash your hands!" After speaking, the corner of her mouth raised a small arc, her half-smile was really cute.

Rolling his eyes, Zhao Yufan scratched his head in confusion, thinking suspiciously, is she blaming me for not washing my hands?Did you blame me for touching her face?Spreading his hands and looking at it, he couldn't help but whisper: "It's not dirty... come here twice?"

Hearing this, Han Bingyue ignored him, got up slowly, and said coldly: "After today, Wanyue and I will start to practice, and there will be fewer chances to see each other in the future."

"So...you will stay tonight?" Zhao Yufan blinked his eyes, hinting at Bingyue.

"Hmph!" Han Bingyue glanced dissatisfiedly at Zhao Yufan, and her eyes fell on Canyue.

At this time, Can Yue opened her eyes and had already broken through, but there was no excitement in her eyes, because Zhao Yufan was the eighth-level intermediate warrior, and she was the sixth-level intermediate warrior. It was obvious that Zhao Yufan was stronger than him, so he was not happy.

The others had the same idea as Can Yue, so after they broke through, they all stared at Zhao Yufan fiercely, wishing to tear him apart and study why he broke through so fast.

"Aren't you jealous? We've been together for such a long time, don't you get used to it?" Zhao Yufan felt everyone's malicious eyes, and quickly persuaded him: "Besides, you will definitely lose when compared with us, so don't be discouraged. You will lose more in the future. I got used to it..."

He comforted them eloquently, but they didn't feel that Zhao Yufan had a hint of relief. Hearing his tone, it seemed more like letting them accept their fate. With every comforting word of Zhao Yufan, the faces of several people became more and more serious. ugly.

Mo Qi and Tie Yunshan pointed with gritted teeth and widened their eyes, ready to pounce on Zhao Yufan at any moment and beat him up.

Zhao Yufan spoke dryly, and finally stopped talking. He suddenly stopped talking, and the room fell into silence.

Tie Yunshan was too lazy to be hypocritical, and said directly: "I want to practice in the future!"

Lin Yu stared at Zhao Yufan, and said coldly: "I will surpass you!"

Lin Tao's eyes were cold and arrogant, and he replied proudly: "I will go back to the family!"

With his hands behind his back, Mo Qi rolled his eyes wildly, hesitated for a moment, and said, "I will practice with Tie Yunshan!"

"No! You are too lazy!" Tie Yunshan refused bluntly.

"Rejection is invalid!" Mo Qi said more directly.

Zhao Yufan nodded, poured out all the pills in his storage ring, shrugged his shoulders and said, "Take all these things away, please be careful, I will check the suzerain's attitude tomorrow, if there is no accident, I will encounter House arrest, maybe... I will always be in Wanshou Mountain, you can find me if you have anything to do."

"The suzerain won't put you under house arrest?" Tie Yunshan asked with a frown.

"Of course I will! I have a lot of prestige in the Qinglan Sect, not to mention knowing you and Liu Sishi. In order to make my prestige gradually disappear, the suzerain will definitely use some method to prevent me from getting in touch with the disciples of the Qinglan Sect. If people from the Qinglan Sect cut off contact, then my prestige in the Qinglan Sect will become smaller and smaller until it disappears!"

After Zhao Yufan finished speaking briefly, he bid farewell to everyone.

Seeing the figures of his companions going away, he jumped to the roof of the attic and looked at the starry sky.

At this time, in the direction of Fenghuang Ridge, an enchanting figure floated over.

(End of this chapter)