The Steward Demonic Emperor

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A clear wave emanated from Zhuo Fan's body, and then with a cry, a blue flame burned on his forehead.

Yuan Lao was shocked, and the two pupils could not help shaking, full of surprise.

At the next moment, with a loud sound from Wen Lai, Zhuo Fan's body momentum suddenly increased several times again. Actually, in such a moment of standing quietly, Xiuwei broke through from Tianxuan Liuzhong to Tianxuan Qizhong.

Lao Yuan looked horrified and secretly admired.

I wanted to come to this boy after seeing the Shura field, and I felt a little sentiment in my heart, and my mood has been improved for a while, which will drive Xiuwei to improve instantly.

But even so, the state of mind is the state of mind, and cultivation is cultivation. Xiuwei determines your current strength, and your mood determines your future strength. The two are not directly related.

The improvement of the state of mind is also difficult to promote cultivation for improvement. The people who can do it from ancient times to the present are rare and rare.

But now, Zhuo Fan has done it. This can only show that this son has a high level of understanding, which is rare in the world, and he is really a talented person!

The two pupils couldn't help but move, Yuan Lao stared at Zhuo Fan excitedly, his voice a little dry. When Zhuo Fan's momentum was stabilized, Qing Yan withdrew his eyes, and when he opened his eyes, his eyes, as if he had found gold, still released a bright light without blinking.

Uh……

Brow furrowed slightly, Zhuo Fan was staring at the fierce eyes of this old guy, feeling awkward in his heart, he coughed, and said lightly: "Cough cough cough ...... Yuan Lao, what do you mean? If you panic? Do n’t come to me, I ’m not good at it! "

Unconsciously, Mr. Yuan thought about it for a long while, and then thought about it. He could not help but smiled: "Mr. Zhuo must not be misunderstood, although the old is old, but it is also straight!"

As soon as the words came out, the two looked at each other again and laughed together.

"By Yuan Lao, I really didn't expect to select materials in this miscellaneous room, but it was so!" After laughing, Zhuo Fan walked back with Yuan Lao, Zhuo Fan pondered for a while, wondering: "Just It ’s a miracle that your strength can survive in so many Shura fields! ”

"Hey, what a miracle is not a miracle, it's just that everyone has a different way of living. The strong have the way of survival of the strong, and the weak have the way of survival of the weak. Moreover, during the old age, there was no rule of Shurachang. Zong The elders of the door all came to choose the materials for practice. The old man was afraid of being chosen, and he deliberately suppressed the cultivation. The elders did not look down and they survived. Later, the oldest age is the longest, and it is the longest time here, which makes sense The stewards here have a death-free gold medal and are out of the bitter sea! "

"Oh, the rules of the Shurachang ..." Zhuo Fan raised his eyebrows in doubt.

Looking around, and seeing no one, Yuan Lao Cai carefully said quietly: "Zhuo Fan, I tell you, in fact, the rules of this Shurachang field were decided after Lord Kui Wolf came here!"

"Hey, why did he do this?" Zhuo Fanqi said with a move.

Unconsciously, Yuan Lao said lightly: "Zhuo Fan, you know that there are two types of people in this utility room. The first type is the disciples who have been eliminated. They have only two endings, either used as training materials or one. Flying into the sky and becoming a deacon elder. There is another category, the strong men who have been punished here. They themselves are guilty of sin, naturally there is not so much way to live, I am afraid that they will stay here for life. However, there is a rule in Zong, Those who have made great achievements, regardless of any mistakes in the front, can be blamed in the past! "

"That's for people outside, they have been assigned to the utility room, what can they do?" Zhuo Fan shook his head helplessly.

Old Lao Yuan also laughed, but he was not at all able to say: "That can't be said, as the old man said before, the strong are always the strong, and those who want to make merits can think of the merits everywhere. Just like now, If this Shurachang continues, it is really a great thing! "

"Oh, why do you say that?" Zhuo Fan wondered.

Looking up at the sky, Yuan Lao's eyes flashed with light, and he said: "Although the people in the former dormitory room know that there is a way out, but there are only a few who can rush out, so most people are mediocre and able to Living a day is a day, and an old man like this is trying to suppress the cultivation behavior, fearing that he will be taken away by the elders who practice magic. So the previous practice materials are relatively poor! "

"But now, with the rules of this Shura field, if the people in the utility room want to live longer, they must work hard to be stronger than others. For a time, the overall strength is rising, and the elders in Zong's practice materials The quality is also rising rapidly! Moreover, the Shurachang will give people the illusion that their own destiny is in their own hands. Those who died in war are regarded as training materials, and those who survived can naturally continue to survive and will not let the elders. Pick it away. You are stronger than others, you can live, weaker than others, and die more than you can die. In this way, the overall strength of the miscellaneous room is already approaching the outside disciples. "

"Especially, after the arrival of Yueling, some rules have been improved. Those below the Forging Bone Realm may not need to participate in the Shurachang to ensure that the fresh blood will not dry up and do the exhausting things. As such, the disciple room disciple 'S overall strength will be quite high, which is a great achievement. The two of them may be able to return to the inner door with this!

Zhuo Fan nodded his head clearly, the two of them acted in such a way that they clearly attacked the heart, throwing these already inexhaustible knockouts back to the forest law of weak meat and strong food, evoking the wildness in their hearts.

It may seem to outsiders that they are indeed a group of lambs to be slaughtered, but in the Shura field, each of them is a beast fighting for survival.

It is conceivable that if such a group of people can obtain sufficient cultivation resources, their future development potential is definitely above certain inner disciples!

With a flash of light in his eyes, Zhuo Fan nodded lightly and murmured: "Doesn't that ... that evil Wuyue threw Lao Tzu here, was it for me to take charge of the miscellaneous room, and make a big contribution for the sect? "

"What, what do you say?" Yuan Lao froze, looked at him.

Zhuo Fan shook his head and laughed out loud: "It's nothing. I'm just lamenting that these two people are really **** talents. It's a pity not to be reused by Zongmen!"

"Yeah!" Yuan Lao nodded with a smile, also a leisurely voice.

"By the way, what did they do for being punished here?" Zhuo Fan asked again with a flash of light in his eyes. But before waiting for Yuan Lao to answer, a scornful remark came into their ears clearly.

Uh, uh, uh!

When the moon is in the sky, a silver gauze is draped over the icy ground after nightfall, a graceful body, dancing gracefully under the stars shining in the sky, and the sword in his hand is like the nebula of the nebula, crossing the strange arc of the road .

Zhuo Fan looked there staring blankly, as if watching a beautiful fairy dancing, unaware that the corner of his mouth had crossed the arc of joy, clapping his hands and said: "Good knife, Yue'er girl, we meet again!"

The beautiful figure stopped, and against the moonlight, Yue'er's beautiful face was covered with frost. After glancing at Zhuo Fan, he turned his head indifferently!

But before she could continue to practice, Zhuo Fan's voice of noise again sounded: "Yue'er girl, what a coincidence, you have also been punished to the miscellaneous room!"

The body couldn't help but stagnate, Yue'er almost stumbled to the ground, then turned to glance at Zhuofan, hatefully said: "You were punished to the handicap room!"

"Yeah, I'm in the miscellaneous room!" Zhuo Fan laughed shyly, not at all thought.

Yue'er was speechless for a moment, gritted her teeth, and Yuan Lao was silently smiling to the sky.

After a long moment of contemplation, Yue'er suddenly showed a sneering smile, disdainful: "When I first came, I said that I wanted to be an elite disciple and a patriarch. As a result, I didn't even enter the door of the main hall, so I was sent to this handy house Hu Biao cowhide, ridiculous, hum! "

"Huh, how do you know that I didn't enter the door of the hall? Did you say ... you have inquired about me and are concerned about me?" Eyes lit up and Zhuo Fan laughed loudly.

But when he heard this, Yueer's face was red, and he said angrily: "Who cares about you, but your scandal has already spread throughout the sect. After entering the sect, the elder lord was too lazy to see him, It was sent to the miscellaneous room. You have been the first one since ancient times! "

"Oh, that's what it is!" Zhuo Fan nodded clearly, a terrifying light flashed in his eyes.

He is completely certain now that he was definitely stared at as soon as he entered the sect. Otherwise, it is impossible for him to be an ordinary disciple, and in such a short period of time, it is known to everyone.

However, as they entered the utility room, those people should have withdrawn their attention.

Otherwise, the miscellaneous house is a good time to get started. It is impossible for so many days to come and see nothing happen.

Having figured this out, Zhuo Fan looked at Yue'er again and said, "Yue'er girl, in addition to you thinking about me in the past few days, did Sister Meier think about me?"

"Cut, Sister, she won't ..." Yue'er just wanted to answer, but she was stagnation suddenly, her cheeks flushed suddenly. She only found out now that she was in Zhuofan's case again, and felt very angry: "I ... I didn't miss you ..."

Hahaha ...

Old Lao Yuan couldn't help laughing, shaking his head, and secretly said. This is really like a rumor, treacherous and cunning, there is a set to deal with ignorant girls!

But he was okay not to laugh. When he laughed, he was even more embarrassed that month. He gritted his teeth, and a flash of murderous intention flashed in his eyes. With a scimitar in his hand, he cut off the two.

Yuan Lao was shocked and hurried to hide behind Zhuo Fan, but Zhuo Fan still smiled lightly without fear. Immediately before the knife, he was quick to catch his hand.

His hands shook, but when he heard "Ah", the scimitar fell to the ground, and Yueer's brow furrowed a pimple deeply, and the sweat on his forehead was cold!

Brow furrowed, Zhuo Fan quickly released her wrist, wondering: "I just couldn't hurt you with my strength, how could you be so painful, can't you say ... your injury wasn't good last time?"

"It's your business!" Yue'er snorted softly, showing a stubborn look.

But at this time, another rumbling sounded but the volley sounded: "Bold, who is bullying my sister ..."