Chapter 367: Bury the hatchet

Chapter 368 Relieve the previous suspicions

The night is as dark as ink.

"Brother Xiao Fan, or tell your uncle about this." Zhuo Shanshan looked worried.

"No, don't tell anyone about this." Zhuo Bufan said absently.

Zhuo Shanshan frowned, bit her lip, "But Zhuo Huan wants to send someone to kill you, don't you tell the uncle and grandpa?"

"With my current strength enough to protect myself, don't worry." Zhuo Bufan rubbed her hair with a smile, "Okay, if you don't go home at this late hour, your aunt should call me. "

"All right, Xiao Fan, be careful yourself." Zhuo Shanshan sighed and drove away.

Zhuo Bufan hesitated for a moment, waves in his mind, and soon a golden light shot out from the farmyard in the distance, falling on his shoulder, "Master, are you looking for me?"

"Do me a favor." Zhuo Bufan said.

"Is there any benefit? I won't do anything that is not good." Little Golden Snake bargained.

"The advantage is that I will not destroy you and take your demon core." Zhuo Bufan said in a cold voice.

Little Golden Snake drooped his head, honestly jumped into his hat behind him, and muttered to himself, "Thinking I am the prince of Golden Snake anyhow, I was actually threatened by a kid...hey."

Zhuo Bufan tapped his toes on the ground, and the whole person turned into a black shadow, jumped up, and walked tens of meters in a second. He might go to the Olympics, and he could crush Bolt casually and shock the world.

Finally, he jumped into Zhuo's manor and jumped onto a lush tree, staring at a brightly lit room, which was Zhuo Luo's study.

The little golden snake turned into a golden light and walked up, lying on the window of the study room.

Through the power of the contract between the monster and the immortal cultivator, Zhuo Bufan could clearly see the inside through the little golden snake, hear the situation inside, and the little golden snake seemed to be his incarnation.

There was a dizzy yellow light in the study, which looked very warm, but in fact it was already cold outside.

Zhuo Luo sat on the desk in the study with a black coat, corrected some documents, and checked the performance of the companies under the Zhuo Group. By the end of the year, things were busy at the end of the year.

Suddenly Zhuo Luo coughed fiercely, bent down, took out a vial from the drawer, took out two pills, put them in his mouth and ate them.

Zhuo Bufan frowned, and looked at it intently. Zhuo Luo's body actually seemed to be about to die, like a tree that looked sturdy on the surface. The actual center has been hollowed out by worms, and it may fall down at any time.

"Master." At this moment, Tieqi walked in.

Zhuo Luo raised his head and glanced at him, then faintly said: "Yeah."

"Master, your physical illness has been overwhelming. I have contacted the doctors from Eagle Country. They said they want to arrange for you to be hospitalized for treatment." Tie Qi frowned and looked worried.

Zhuo Luo shook his head, "If I leave, who will I pass on this huge family business of the Zhuo family?"

"The Second Young Master will definitely understand you... Why don't you tell him the truth? Zhuo Wanli has been sending people to assassinate him, and you have been sending people to protect him." Tieqi sighed and said.

Zhuo Luo smiled bitterly and said: "This is not important. I owe Xiao Fan and his mother too much over the years. He will not forgive me. It's better to make his life happier and not let so many things disturb him. "

"Well, but the family annual meeting will be held soon, Zhuo Wanli will definitely oppose you to continue to be the head of the family."

"If he really gives him the position of Patriarch, he can give up assassinating Xiao Fan, but it doesn't really matter." Zhuo Luo said lightly.

At this moment, Zhuo Bufan, standing on a big tree tens of meters away, squeezed his fists and clenched his teeth.

He hated Zhuo Luo since he was a child, abandoning himself and his mother in Golden State, allowing himself to be humiliated and ridiculed by his peers since he was a child, and even when he finally took him home, he let himself marry him, and he has always believed that Zhuo Luo is a secret faction. People kill him.

Now it seems that I misunderstood.

The marriage was just to give oneself a foothold in the Zhuo family, and the people who assassinated him were also sent by Zhuo Wanli and Zhuo Huan.

"But, can I forgive him?" Zhuo Bufan shook his head.

In any case, it was Zhuo Luo who had failed himself and his mother at the beginning, and caused her mother to suffer for so many years.

Tieqi and Zhuo Luo left the study after chatting. After a while, Zhuo Luo got tired and fell asleep deeply on the desk.

"Master, your dad treats you very well... I never saw my dad when I was born, hey." Little Jin Snake sighed.

"It's none of your business." Zhuo Bufan let out a cold voice, and he jumped into the study room and fell silent.

Seeing Zhuo Luo had a few white hairs in his black hair, fell asleep, still frowned, Zhuo Bufan's heart softened, no matter what, this man is his father.

Thinking of this, Zhuo Bufan's hands were sealed, and the spiritual energy in his body was continuously input into Zhuo Luo's body.

He checked Zhuo Luo's body and found that the five decays of the heavens and the human beings are completely exhausted. With his current strength, he lacks the ability to recover from the sky, but the five decays of the small heavens and the humans, Zhuo Bufan still has the ability to cure it, just need more injection You can restore all the functions of your body to normal with your own aura.

One day and one night, Zhuo Bufan left the study after a hint of fish white appeared on the horizon.

Even if his current cultivation base is not sleeping, he can still stay in a spirited state.

Zhuo Luo opened his eyes slowly, and a ray of warm sunlight came in from the window, which made him feel a little warm. He stretched his waist and suddenly froze. He felt that his body was full of vitality, as if he was recovering. When I was young, my exhaustion was wiped out.

"What's going on?" Zhuo Luo frowned, and then smiled bitterly: "Is it a return to light?"

As the Chinese New Year approached, the railway station and the airport were both in the Spring Festival travel mode, crowded with people every day, waiting for the return of their loved ones.

Although the weather is very cold, everyone is full of excitement and joy. Chinese New Year is a tradition of Lan Guo people. It is an annual festival. Besides, it is natural to be happy to be reunited with family members.

"Mom, what kind of car is that, it's so cool." A six or seven-year-old boy, his eyes gleaming with clear light, looked at a sports car parked on the side of the road.

Not only him, but many pedestrians passing by were staring at the sports car. It was sharp and angular, with exaggerated and brilliant colors, and its cool style, which attracted the attention of many beautiful women.

Standing next to the car was a young man wearing a gray long and wide down jacket. He was 1.78 meters tall with fine bangs. He had a delicate face, fair skin, and his eyes were as bright as stars.

"Wow, like the hero in an idol drama." A **** girl stared in her eyes.

"Yes, he is more handsome than Liguo's Obamas, is he a star?" The girlfriend next to him simply took out his mobile phone and took pictures secretly.

Zhuo Bufan was a little helpless. As he practiced, his body gradually transformed towards perfection, even inadvertently shifting to imperceptibly.

"The leaves should have arrived?" Zhuo Bufan muttered to himself.