Be a Boss from Fighting

Strength is the key to controlling destiny.

"Ok?"

The Queen Mother, who was blushing and guessing wildly, was surprised when she heard An Bufan's words. She was alone at first, but she soon came to her senses.

Gritting his white teeth lightly, he said in disbelief, "Your Majesty wants to retreat?"

Who is this An Bufan?

No one knows better than him.

Retreat?

I'm afraid he's thinking about farting?

She and him have been in retreat for so many years?

Is he serious?

He has never seriously retreated, except on that.

Now An Bufan suddenly said that he wanted to retreat.

Let the queen mother have a feeling that the sun came out from the west.

But their sons come out from the east every day, never from the west.

Why is he talking nonsense?

The white jade hand touched An Bufan's forehead and asked with concern: "Your Majesty, what's wrong with you? Why are you talking nonsense?"

"Don't scare the courtiers and concubines, is it the first establishment of the Heavenly Court, Your Majesty, are you too excited?"

An Bufan: "???"

"I'm fine."

"I'm serious, I want to retreat." An Bufan said seriously.

He naturally understood why the queen mother would have such a big reaction when he said retreat.

"He" has never really passed the retreat in the past few years, and it is really a waste of his good talent.

It took hundreds of millions of years for the Three Realms to take shape.

Haotian's talent is not weak.

If the talent is weak, he will not be chosen by Heaven to become the Supreme Being of the Three Realms.

Talent is good though.

But Haotian was a little lazy.

For hundreds of millions of years, he has really spent too little time on cultivation, if he is serious.

By virtue of him being favored by Heaven.

How could it be so powerful.

Now it's An Bufan, he naturally wants to solve the problem of strength.

He is the Supreme Being of the Three Realms.

Then we must become the Supreme Being of the Three Realms in the true sense.

It's not that anyone can fight at random, and in the end it is the Supreme of the Three Realms who becomes a puppet.

Strength matters.

To develop before everything comes.

late.

Temporary sharpening of the gun is of no use.

The Queen Mother looked at him, looked at An Bufan unexpectedly and said, "Your Majesty, are you serious?"

She hadn't seen An Bufan so serious for a long time.

She vaguely remembered.

The last time An Bufan was so serious, it seemed that because of something, he persisted for three days before giving up.

Three days.

In the Queen Mother's memory, it is one of An Bufan's longest records.

This time.

The firm, serious eyes reappeared.

The Queen Mother couldn't help but muttered in her heart: "It's been a long time since I saw Your Majesty look so determined and serious."

"He wants to retreat, I don't know how long he can last this time?"

"Three days?"

"Or four days?"

"As for five days? I can't imagine it at all."

An Bufan didn't know what the Queen Mother was thinking, so he looked at the Queen Mother seriously and said, "I'm very serious."

"I just want to retreat."

"The time of the retreat is not yet known, so for a long time to come, the affairs of the Three Realms will be handled by the Queen Mother!"

"Ok."

The Queen Mother said in embarrassment: "Your Majesty wants to retreat, and the concubines can't force anything. They can only manage the Three Realms on behalf of His Majesty during the period of His Majesty's retreat."

"very good."

An Bufan showed a slight smile: "With the Queen Mother here, I can retreat with peace of mind."

"Ah."

Deep in heaven.

An extraordinary place of retreat.

This is the place with the most aura in the heavenly court. Retreating here has the effect of getting twice the result with half the effort.

703 million years

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An Bufan's place of retreat is a closed state. At this time, he is sitting cross-legged, with his body suspended in the air.

An Bufan has not completely fallen into retreat.

He stroked his dark, long, and hard beard and muttered: "Let's get rid of this beard before retreating!"

"This thing feels weird."

Whoa!

With a light stroke, the black, long, and hard beard disappeared like this, and the palm of the hand rubbed the cheek, which was very smooth.

Flipping his palm, a bronze mirror appeared in front of him, looking at himself in the bronze mirror, An Bufan murmured seriously: "Yes, this is me."

Very satisfied with his appearance at this time, the bronze mirror in An Bufan's palm disappeared.

But An Bufan was not in a hurry to practice.

Cultivation will definitely cultivate.

Closed, and it will indeed be closed.

Well now.

There are a few more things to check out and be sure about.

An Bufan: "System, call system, call system, please answer."

System: "The system has received, the system has received, please tell the host if you have any questions."

An Bufan: "The system, my power card, and other cards?"

An Bufan checked the cards in his mind, all of them were gone, yes, all of them were gone.

Never happened before.

Now it appears.

In my mind, there is nothing in the place where the cards were originally stored.

He wanted to ask the system what was going on?

These cards are all obtained by him through hard work.

How do you say that if there is no one, it will be gone?

I don't know how to notify you.

Especially those harem cards.

They are gone.

If you can't perform a big change, you will lose a lot of interest.

System: "This plane does not support the host to use other auxiliary powers, so those cards belonging to the host are temporarily confiscated."

"Confiscated?"

An Bufan frowned: "Is there still such an operation?"

System: "Of course there is."

"The operation and function of the system can only be imagined by the host, and there is absolutely no system that does not have it."

An Bufan: "Then may I ask, what is the criterion for judging that the use of auxiliary power is not supported?"

System: "There is system judgment, as for the standard? All final interpretation rights belong to this system, and the host has no right to know."

An Bufan: "???"