The best female boss

Chapter 413 Old Daoist
Catherine said at this time: "That Bing Wu is going to Wudang Mountain this time to find someone, you go and keep an eye on her."

"Is your matter settled?" Zhang Fan asked strangely.

"It's because we haven't settled our vendetta with her that I told you to keep an eye on it." Catherine said at this time.

"Where's Huo Wu?" Zhang Fan asked at this time, in fact, he was a little reluctant. Huo Wu Catherine and that Bing Wu, neither of them was a fuel-efficient lamp, except when Huo Wu was alone with her, the three of them felt her body. That kind of queen fan, dare not have a sense of oppression.

Forget about Catherine, this girl is my wife, so I don't feel surprised anymore, but that ice dance looks like a goblin, a goblin who cannibalize people without spitting out bones.

"Huo Wu was injured." Catherine explained at this time: "When we met, she didn't hold back and shook hands with Bing Wu, and she is not Bing Wu's opponent now, so she was injured."

"You didn't help?" Zhang Fan was surprised.

Catherine didn't explain, and gave Zhang Fan one, dislike your expression, Zhang Fan is too gossip now.

"Are you going or not? There's so much nonsense." Catherine inexplicably had a dagger in her hand at this time, took it out and slowly trimmed her nails.

When Zhang Fan saw this, he was afraid that the girl would get impatient, so he quickly said, "I'll go right away."

As soon as Zhang Fan said that, he set off. He was about to go to the airport. Catherine didn't bring any gifts, but Zhang Fan who walked to the door felt that he was at a disadvantage, so he turned back and looked at Catherine.

"What the hell did you come up with?" Catherine asked.At this moment, Zhang Fan coughed and said, "Then look at cockroaches." Zhang Fan pointed to the side.

But Catherine can't be fooled, what kind of psychological quality of Catherine can Zhang Fan deceive?Don't you dare? If you don't turn your head, I won't dare.

Zhang Fan stepped up and held her jaded hand with one hand. He didn't know why the skin on the hands of a person who has been playing with knives for a long time is still so well maintained.

Restraining his hand, he was afraid that this girl would stab someone, Zhang Fan kissed his seductive lips, and then he wanted to run away, dare not Catherine is such a vulnerable person?
Putting his arms around Zhang Fan's neck, and making up for what he suffered, Zhang Fan happily covered the lip marks on his face, and left, but went to work for Catherine.

But after leaving the house, Zhang Fan realized that he only knew that she was going to Wudang Mountain. Wudang Mountain was so big that he didn't know where he was going to?
Zhang Fan wanted to call back to ask, but now he was almost at the airport, and Catherine's phone couldn't be reached. It seemed that the girl didn't know where to go. Zhang Fan could only talk about it when he arrived at Wudang Mountain. Dog nose, bah bah bah!It's a universal nose, and Zhang Fan couldn't believe it because he couldn't find a single one.

After flying for several hours, I got off the plane at the airport in Hubei. It was already night, so Zhang Fan found a random hotel and stayed first.

Then he planned to take the car to the foot of Wudang Mountain tomorrow, and was slowly looking for that ice dancer. Zhang Fan really didn't understand the relationship between ice dance, fire dance, and Catherine. Couldn't they let go of the past?

It's been decades, and the three of them still can't let go. Zhang Fan didn't think he was a bad guy when he saw that ice dance, but maybe it's because of his pretty face, he doesn't look like a bad guy, Zhang Fan thought wildly.

The next day, a small town under Wudang Mountain.

The name of the town is Wudang Town, and the town still maintains its ancient style, and most of the buildings are wooden houses. Zhang Fan felt the breath of ice dancing after getting off the bus station.

It seems that this girl's breath is very familiar to him, and it seems that the town is not big, Zhang Fan can quickly find the breath of the ice dance.

Following the breath, Zhang Fan found a small courtyard house, which seemed to be quite old.

Zhang Fan went in quietly along the courtyard, of course he was careful.

But as soon as he entered, the girl's voice from Bingwu came from inside: "Who is it?"

The voice came with a murderous look, scaring Zhang Fan to run away, Zhang Fan stopped after running for a long time, luckily Bing Wu didn't come after him.

Zhang Fan was surprised, how did Bing Wu discover her, Zhang Fan was careful, careful.

After returning to the hotel for one night, Zhang Fan didn’t dare to follow too closely the next day. Zhang Fan could feel the breath of Ice Dance from a long distance, so he didn’t need to follow the voice closely. He didn’t dare to leave for Wudang Mountain today.

Wudang Mountain is the only Qishan Mountain in China, and all kinds of teleportation emerge in endlessly. It is close to Shenlongjia. It seems that this place is only a few hours away from Mr. Ye's house.

Zhang Fan followed Bing Wu up the mountain, but he didn't dare that after Bing Wu went up the mountain, he didn't take the main road, but a remote path, and he didn't know where he was going.

Entrusted by Catherine, Zhang Fan could only follow.

Entering the mountain forest, Zhang Fan followed the trace of the ice dance, and after walking for half a day, he saw a dilapidated Taoist temple on a high mountain.

The three people in the Taoist temple were already dilapidated, but he didn't expect that there were still people inside, because Zhang Fan felt the breath of other people besides the breath of the ice dance.

This Taoist temple doesn't even have a name, it's tattered and tattered, like the legendary misty, Zhang Fan still doesn't dare to get too close.

However, on the next day, that Bing Wu came out of the Taoist temple and went directly to a cave in the back mountain. Zhang Fan didn't have the guts to follow, so he returned to the nameless Taoist temple.

In the Taoist temple, what Zhang Fan saw was a blind old Taoist dressed like Jigong.

Although the old man couldn't see him, Zhang Fan noticed him when he came in. Although the old man was dressed like Brother Sharp, Zhang Fan saw him.

It feels like standing under Mount Tai. This feeling is the feeling of seeing a master of masters. This blind old man is not easy.

Zhang Fan thought in his heart, and when Zhang Fan entered a dilapidated room where the old man lived, there was a portrait hanging in the middle, but he couldn't see clearly what was on the portrait.

I don't know if it's Zhang Sanfeng or Taishang Laojun, but the old Taoist is sitting under the portrait at this time, chanting words.

Zhang Fan knew that the old man had found him, so he sat down next to him, anyway, Bing Wu would not be able to come back for a while.

Sitting in this dilapidated house with Zhang Fan didn't know why, but he felt a kind of peace, as if he had reached a state of peace of mind.

Two hours went by unknowingly, at this time the old Taoist finally finished his chanting, and asked, "Are you Zhang Fan?"

Zhang Fan never thought that this old man knew him, and Zhang Fan didn't deny it at this time, so he hummed.And the old Taoist said at this time: "Catastrophes and catastrophes are caused by the world, and they are destroyed by the world. I don't know whether the fate of these three girls is bitter or good."

"What do you mean?" Zhang Fan didn't understand at all.

But at this time, the old Taoist said: "You don't have to understand, this is a secret, revealing the secret, changing the destiny will not benefit you, you are the heir of Xingyiquan?" At this time, the old Tao changed the topic and asked.

Zhang Fan felt that this old way was a bit hidden, but it was unfathomable, just like the legendary magic stick.

Zhang Fan nodded and said, "My old man practices Xingyiquan. I learned from him since childhood."

"Well, let's do two tricks with the old Taoist." The old Taoist said at this time.

Zhang Fan was depressed. He came to monitor Bing Wu. He didn’t expect to practice boxing with the old man in front of him to relieve his boredom. Bing Wu’s aura was still in the back mountain. It was useless to come back if he didn’t leave. Zhang Fan agreed. old man.

The old man stood up, the clothes on his body were all sacks, and the white underwear inside could be seen.Follow the old man to the gate of the Po Tao Temple.

The two stood still. At this moment, Zhang Fan couldn't help but look at the old man's white eyes. It looked like a living corpse, and it was a little scary. He didn't dare to dress like the old man, and the three of them broke.The eyes are still terrifying, but they give people a sense of immortality.

His white goatee and thin complexion may be due to malnutrition. After the two stood still, Zhang Fan shook his hand in front of the old man's eyes.

"Don't shake it, I'm blind, please." The old man said at this time.

Zhang Fan still clasped his fists politely, and then made a Xingyi Fist move towards the old man's chest, but the old man didn't move at all, as if he wanted Zhang Fan to hit him on purpose.

When Zhang Fan's fist hit him, the old man gave way. Zhang Fan didn't use much force at first, but his move obviously hit the old man.But his power was lost in an instant.

It was a good way to dissipate energy. At this time, Zhang Fan's Xingyiquan punched like the wind at the old man, but the old man didn't fight back, and he didn't even bother to move his hands.

At first Zhang Fan insisted that he didn't need to use all his strength, but in the fight, Zhang Fan even used his supernatural ability, and it was hard to hurt the opponent at all. Now Zhang Fan concluded that the old man's eyes surpassed Catherine's and the others.

It seems that they are not in the same way, but the old man's cultivation base has reached a certain level.

By the time Zhang Fan felt a little tired, sweat appeared on his forehead, but the thin old man in front of him didn't seem to be sweating at all, so Zhang Fan was dumbfounded.

Next, Zhang Fan couldn't control so much anymore, he was somewhat annoyed and anxious.

It's not that Zhang Fan couldn't bear it, it's actually because the old man in front of him was too calm, he was so calm to describe it, Zhang Fan's punch was fierce, but he didn't fight back, he only used his strength, so Zhang Fan was in a hurry up.

Zhang Fan remembered at this time that he waved his fist tightly, but he still couldn't hit the old man in front of him.

Originally, Zhang Fan was a very calm person, but Zhang Fan couldn't compare with this really close-hearted person in front of him. His quietness made Zhang Fan unable to calm down, and his heart was burning with urgency.

It was another pusher, and Zhang Fan was pushed seven or eight meters away. At this time, Zhang Fan still felt pure force.

Zhang Fan is not using supernatural powers at this time, this veteran is playing Taijiquan, can his own Xingyiquan not be able to beat your Taijiquan?Thinking of Zhang Fan, he would fight so hard.

With an angry shout, he punched out, and passed away when he met An Jin.In fact, this dark energy is still driven by the mutated energy in his body, which is much more powerful than ordinary qigong.

It can smash rocks, and the guy in the distance stepped back, and the old Taoist embraced his hands. It seemed that he should look like Tai Chi, but he saw a vigor visible to the naked eye, forming a Tai Chi look on his chest, and then At this time, Zhang Fan's fist hit him.

It was as if he had been hit by a rock wall under Mount Tai. Apart from feeling pain in his hands and doing useless work, Zhang Fanmao didn't move a single root of the old way.

Now Zhang Fan was a little angry, and he kicked it with a roar. At this time, Zhang Fan was a little out of order.

This is strange, why are you so anxious?Obviously, the aura was completely controlled by the old man in front of him. This is the master. Zhang Fan knew that he had lost.

Zhang Fan took two steps back and cupped his fists.

Zhang Fan was so tired that he gasped for breath, took a deep breath, and clasped his fists at the old Taoist, his body covered in sweat.

Seeing that Zhang Fan had stopped, the old Taoist said flatly, "You have more than enough brute force, but not enough skill. If you meet a master, you are no match."

(End of this chapter)