C6493 Nine Devils Hall
C6493 Nine Devils Hall
"Therefore, this old man and the other seven great elders of the sect have discussed it and come to a conclusion."
"In three months at most, after the Nine Devils Hall has taken care of the other sects, they will launch an all-out attack on our Five Thunders Sect …"
"It is not an exaggeration to say that in the Chinese Cultivation Realm, whether our Five Thunders Sect stays or leaves, it is all up to Zhang Wutian's decision …"
"Other than our Five Thunders Sect's long retired Grand Master, if there is still another person who can fight against the Nine Devils Technique, then there is only one person in the world, Zhang Wutian!"
"…"
After leaving the government residence, Wang Zhenyu followed Zhang Xiaofann, somewhat puzzled.
"Mr. Zhang, why did you choose to agree to Tian Hongwu's request just now?"
Wang Zhenyuan was not a fool. After thinking for a while, he knew that the matter of Tian Hongwu putting down his dignity and begging Zhang Xiaofann to help him was definitely not a small matter!
In addition, it was worth mentioning that as one of the Cultivation Sects of the Hundred Schools of Thought, if he encountered something that was difficult, it would definitely be a shocking event. It would definitely be very troublesome.
Furthermore, the enemy that could make a Perfected Stage of the Supernatural Power Stage like Tian Hongwu so nervous and fearful was even more powerful.
Therefore, from a logical point of view, from Wang Zhenyuan's point of view, he hoped that there would be less trouble and that Zhang Xiaofann could stay away from this major event that came from the Five Thunders Sect.
However, Zhang Xiaofann did not take Wang Zhenyuan's anxious persuasion to heart at all. He just shook his hand indifferently and said casually.
"Old General Wang, you don't have to take Tian Hongwu's matter too seriously."
"It sounds interesting to me that the Hundred Schools of Thoughts and the Cultivation Sect are both very interesting. I can take this opportunity to see what is so different about them."
Hearing this, Wang Zhenyuan also sighed helplessly. It seemed that in his dictionary, there were no words such as "fear" or "fright" for his old friend.
As for Zhao Guoguang, he immediately made a phone call and handed over his driver. Then, he drove Zhang Xiaofann and Wang Zhenyuan to their home.
Wang Zhenyuan had nothing to do, so he naturally chatted with Zhao Guoguang and Huang Yiqing.
As for Zhang Xiaofann, he was on the bed with Zhao Ying'er.
"Yes, Yingbao, this bed of yours is not bad. Compared to the bed in the long pavilion village, it is obviously softer and more comfortable …"
Zhang Xiaofann leisurely laid on Zhao Ying'er's thighs, half-closed his eyes, and looked at the crystal chandelier on the roof.
As for Zhao Ying'er, her soft hands were gently stroking Zhang Xiaofann's firm and handsome hands. Her eyes were filled with deep love.
The Zhao Ying'er of the past, she had once secretly made up her mind in her heart that no matter what, she would never be able to have any contact with this bad guy, Zhang Xiaofann.