Chapter 128 Night Attack

Zhuge Fuliang secretly thought that if he breaks through the obstacle of the waste root one day, Pan Longxiu may really be his big opponent!

At this moment, it was getting late. Zhuge Buchung wandered in the garden of the Pan family, frowned, and didn't know what he was thinking. The children of the Pan family all wanted Zhuge Fuliang to cast strange eyes. They didn't understand why the owner treated him so politely during a basic period.

He walked to an uninhabited place. At this time, Zhuge Fuliang frowned and swept his consciousness, as if he had glimpsed a prohibition, which came from a big house.

Zhuge Fuliang carefully controlled the approach of the divine consciousness and condensed the divine consciousness into a line. Ordinary people can't see it at all.

The divine consciousness penetrated into the prohibition, and Zhuge Butiao was shocked for a while. He saw a very ** scene. This is a warehouse, with two white flesh, ** lingering, gasping and delicate gasping one after another. One of them turned out to be Pan Zhaoxue, the second lady of the Pan family. The man was Chu Yunchang.

Two red dewy bodies rubbed and collided, and there was a "pop" sound in the warehouse.

"Damn, aren't these two cousins?" Zhuge Buliang shook his head speechlessly and carefully retreated to the distance.

A few minutes later, Pan Zhaoxue came out of the room with a blushing face. Following him, Chu Yunchang also tidied up his clothes and came out.

"This guy is really useless..." Zhuge Buliang hid in the dark and scolded him.

Pan Zhaoxue and Chu Yunchang winked. Chu Yunchang nodded and left quietly. Pan Zhaoxue walked through the garden to the back yard of the Pan family, sneaking around and turning her head to watch from time to time.

Zhuge Fuliang was curious and followed.

In the backyard, Pan Zhaoxue met a young man who was the black-faced young man who was injured by Zhuge Fuliang outside Pan's home.

Zhuge Fuliang laughed in his heart: "This woman really has a lot of thread. As soon as she finished lingering with Chu Yun, she ran here to meet this black boy."

"Sister Zhaoxue, no one is following you?" The black-faced young man asked carefully.

"Don't worry, I'm very careful all the way." Pan Zhaoxue said crisply, and the two hugged each other and lingered with each other.

The black-faced young man said, "Sister Zhaoxue, I don't think Chu Yunchang has any good intentions towards you. You should be careful of this person."

Pan Zhaoxue hugged the black-faced young man in his arms and whispered, "Don't worry, there is only you in my heart~~~"

The tender and secret words made the dark-faced young man's face ripple with a heartfelt smile.

Zhuge Fuliang despised Pan Zhaoxue in the dark. Isn't she a bad thing when she said this? I was still lingering with Chu Yun just now, and now I run to other men's arms to say this. Zhuge Fuliang blushed for her.

"What is the identity of the boy who came today? The owner treated him like this and left him in the family." The black-faced young man said angrily.

Pan Zhaoxue said, "I have checked that this person has been to Pan Jiayuan before and sold a medium-quality cold stone in Duobao Pavilion, so he met his father. However, in my opinion, the reason why my father treated him so politely is that he saved his sister's life.

At this point, there was a little cold light in Pan Zhaoxue's eyes.

"I don't understand why the owner of the family spoils that ugly woman so much. Zhaoxue's sister is natural and national, but she is often looked down on by the head of the family. And the other children of the family seem to be concerned about the ugly woman..." The black-faced young man said angrily.

"Well, my ugly sister always likes to please others, and the children of those families have benefited from her." Pan Zhaoxue frowned, and the corners of her mouth showed sarcasm.

After a sweet talk between the two, there was another lingering.

Zhuge Bulao quietly retreated and returned to his room. Lying on the bed, Zhuge Bulao thought about how to get closer to Pan Renqing, so that with the relationship between the Pan family and Qingxiaozong, he could enter Qingxiao Sect to learn the art of refining.

In the morning of the past, Zhuge Fuliang, who was in practice, woke up in an instant. He felt a huge force of oppression, which was suffocating.

Zhuge Fuliang opened the door and walked out. In the Pan family courtyard, all the children of the Pan family gathered together. Pan Renqing stood respectfully in the courtyard.

In mid-air, a middle-aged woman in a golden robe and still charming stood quietly in the void. The golden robe was hunting. The middle-aged woman stood faintly, and her skin was crystal white, no less than that of a girl. Her long ink hair was tied behind her, and a strong sense of oppression enveloped the whole Pan family courtyard.

"Long Xiu, are you ready?" The middle-aged woman gave people a sense of dust and glanced at Pan Longxiu standing in the courtyard.

"Yes, master." Pan Longxiu nodded.

Zhuge Fuliang was extremely shocked. This woman was Pan Longxiu's master. Unexpectedly, Zhenlong Sanren turned out to be a famous woman. From Zhenlong Sanren's body, Zhuge Butang felt a strong sense of suffocation. This woman seemed to be integrated with the road of heaven and earth, and one look could make people feel oppressive.

"Master, absolute master!" Zhuge Buriang was surprised.

The real dragon scattered man waved casually, and a fairy light enveloped Pan Longxiu and brought it to his side.

"The younger generation sends the real dragon to the elder." Pan Renqing and all the children of the Pan family bowed.

The real dragon scattered people glanced at everyone indifferently. When she saw Zhuge not bright not far away, her expression was slightly stagnant and her eyes showed solemnity. And Zhuge is not bright. There is a feeling of being looked through by Zhenlong Sanren at a glance. He is cold all over, as if he is standing naked in front of the other party.

Conconsciously, Zhuge Fuliang covered his lower body.

"The seven stars of pregnancy, is it..." Zhenlong Sanren frowned. After a moment, he snorted softly and disappeared into the void in an instant with Pan Longxiu, which was already far away.

It was not until this moment that the sense of oppression shrouded in the Pan family compound disappeared.

Zhuge Bliang was panicked. In front of the real master, his secret was almost hidden. He was sure that the words that Zhenlong Sanren just said must have seen through the secret of his seven-star treasure body. Just like in the Yaohai School, Lin'er saw the seven-star treasure body of Zhuge at a glance.

"Little brother, did you live well last night?" Pan Renqing came up with a smile.

"I miss the owner of the Lao Pan family. I lived very well last night." Zhuge Butiang arched his hand politely, but meditated in his heart: "And I watched a good play for free..."

"I heard that you had a misunderstanding with the little girl yesterday. It's my Pan Renqing who can't discipline you. Please forgive me." Pan Renqing glanced at Pan Zhaoxue beside him, who snorted softly and directly ignored Zhuge Fuliang.

"Master Pan is polite. Since it's a misunderstanding, it's not a big deal." Zhuge Buleang said with a smile.

"Zhao Xue, you accompany your little brother to Pan's home." Pan Renqing looked at his second daughter.

"Father, but..." Pan Zhaoxue's pretty face changed, with a look of displeasure.

"There are still things to deal with for my father. You can compensate your little brother and go for a walk. Don't neglect the guests." Pan Renqing showed a little majesty invisibly.

"Yes..." Pan Zhaoxue nodded reluctantly and looked at Zhuge's eyes with a trace of contempt.

Chu Yunchang and the black-faced young man not far away showed a gloomy color.

Panjiayuan is not far from the Pan family's house. The distance between the two is only a few hundred miles. This distance of hundreds of miles is not much distance for the practitioners.

Although the power of Pan Jiayuan cannot be compared with those famous schools, it is still lively in the city on weekdays, and there is an endless stream of practitioners.

"What is the relationship between your Pan family and Qingxiaozong?" Zhuge Bliang walked behind Pan Zhaoxue and asked.

"My father and the head of Qingxiao Sect are brothers." Pan Zhaoxue said lurely.

"The power of the Pan family in this Yanzhou is really not small." Zhuge Fuliang looked at the practitioners and said slowly.

"That's natural. My Pan family is by no means comparable to your scattered repair." Pan Zhaoxue suddenly turned around and looked at Zhuge Bu Liang, with a sarcastic smile on the corners of his mouth.

"You mean I'm climbing high?" Zhuge Buliang narrowed his eyes.

"Isn't it? My Pan family is not as good as those famous families, but they are also talented, just like my brother Long Xiu. When Long Xiu grows up, my Pan family naturally has an unusual position in Yanzhou. At that time, even Qingxiaozong will come to flatter us!" In his words, Pan Zhaoxue showed a trace of highness. She glanced at Zhuge Bu and sneered, "I heard Long Xiu say that you are an abandoned spiritual root without attributes, and you can only stagnate in the foundation-building period for life. I don't know how many little people like you are in Yanzhou. Don't think that you want to climb up to our Pan by flattery and pulling relationships. Home!"

"Your father hasn't driven me away yet, and you said such a thing." Zhuge Buting was not angry, but looked at the second lady of the Pan family with a smile.

"You take care of yourself and see your identity clearly. I have something else to do. I won't hang out with you here." Pan Zhaoxue sneered and walked into the distance.