Chen Bufan bent his knees and knelt on the ground.

If a man has gold under his knees, it depends on who the other person is.

When the master’s wife is above, there is no so-called gold, but should be divided, and it is natural.

"Very good." The second master's wife nodded with satisfaction.

"Master's wife, what else do you have to tell me?"

"Xiaofan, what do we do to you?"

"The disciple was raised by his master's wife since he was a child and taught his own skills, just like rebirthing his parents."

"Very good, now it's time to repay your kindness." The third master's wife said meticulously.

"Master's wife, please tell me."

"Take your life for ours."

"Hmm? What does it mean?" Chen Bufan was puzzled.

"Who told you to go against Donglin Immortal Palace? We were kidnapped and threatened by them. We must take your life to make us safe and sound." The master's wife said slowly.

"this……"

"You are hesitant, don't you?"

"It's not that I don't want to, where is the teacher's wife now?"

"Whether to do it in a place you can't find? To save us, give us a happy word."

"My master treats me as much as a mountain. If I trade my life for my life and keep my wife's safety, my disciples will have no complaints and will be willing." Chen Bufan said sincerely.

"Okay, you can take your own blame." The third master's wife pressed.

Chen Bufan stood up and took out the Xuanyuan Sword.

The three master's wives stared at Chen Bufan, watching the sword approaching little by little, and the three of them showed undetectable smiles.

"Master's wife, I'll ask another thing." When it was almost time to wipe my neck, Chen Bufan stopped.

"What?"

"Did you really let me die?"

"Did Xiaofan not want to save us? You must know who you have what you have today."

"Stop joking." Chen Bufan squinted his eyes, his mind was very clear at this moment.

The Xuanyuan Sword shook, and a trace of sword energy rushed straight into my mind.

The sword spirit noticed that the master was wrong and deliberately reminded him.

Although the sword spirit stayed in the sword all the time, it was clear what was happening outside.

"Bold, you dare to be so disrespectful to us." The three master's ladies shouted in unison.

"Stop acting, you are just transforming into something. Do you really think you are my elders?" Chen Bufan looked at him disdainfully and looked down on him.

"Die for me!"

Chen Bufan held the Xuanyuan Sword in his hand, sweeping across the long sword, and his sword energy was sharp.

The sword energy flew past the three of them and disappeared in an instant, without any trace.

However, this is not over yet.

The illusion did not disappear, and Chen Bufan was still inside.

Chen Bufan was very vigilant, and raised his legs and walked forward.

This road is very long, like the underworld road, with no one around, only oneself.

Quite terrible quiet.

The illusion was filled with green and black breaths, interspersing around him.

Almost one day and one night, Chen Bufan came to a quiet city.

There are three big characters written on it, Fengdu City.

Below the character, there is a blood man hanging on the city wall, and several iron claws penetrate into the body, breaking through the pipa bones, and it hurts when you see it.

The bloody man is groggy, weak and half-dead.

For some reason, Chen Bufan has an inexplicable sense of intimacy towards this person, and familiarity means being unfamiliar.

He couldn't remember where he had seen it, nor did he know where this sense of familiarity came from.

"Hey, uncle." Chen Bufan shouted.

The man who was hung opened his eyes in a daze and glanced at Chen Bufan.

"You... are you calling me?"

The voice is hoarse and extremely weak, and you can't hear it if you don't listen carefully.

"Uncle, what's your name?" Chen Bufan asked directly.

"Me? Hehe!" the man smiled bitterly.

"Isn't it convenient to say?"

"I am a man who is hung at the mouth of Fengdu City. He is very sinful. What's there to say?" The man laughed at himself.

"But I feel like I know you." Chen Bufan said persistently.

"Is that so? The guy is a person with great ability. Being able to come here is enough to explain everything. But I was just a mortal before I was alive, so how could I know a big man like you?"

"No, you are very familiar and very friendly. What is your name? Where are you from?" Chen Bufan's speech speed became much faster, and he was eager to get involved.

"Me." The man shook his head, and when he moved, he was in great pain and his expression was distorted. "It's okay to talk, just talk."

"I haven't spoken for a long time. With a guy here, it's okay to relieve loneliness."

"Okay!" Chen Bufan nodded.

"I've been here for too long, and a lot of my memories have been blurred. Coupled with the torture, I've been mentally severely damaged."

"My name seemed to be Zhuge Xingchen when I was alive. My family lived on Earth. When I was young, I was not a blowjob. I was already a master in our place."

"At the age of twenty, I have achieved something in the world..."

"Wait!" Chen Bufan interrupted the other party's contempt, "What did you say your name?"

"Zhuge Xingchen."

"Do you have three beautiful wives?"

"It seems."

"Qingfeng Mountain?"

"Huh? Brother, how did you know? I'm indeed in Qingfeng Mountain."

"Pu!" Chen Bufan knelt on the ground, two lines of clear tears flowing on his cheeks.

"Little...boy, what are you doing?"

"Master!" Chen Bufan was like a child, crying loudly.

"you……"

"I am Xiaofan, your disciple, Chen Bufan, this name was obtained by you."

"Xiaofan? Are you Xiaofan?" the man said in shock.

"yes!"

No wonder it is so familiar, no wonder it is a sense of familiarity, so that's it.

Chen Bufan's master died very early, and he disappeared when Chen Bufan was ignorant. It was because his master's wife pulled her shit and urine.

Chen Bufan had basically never seen Zhuge Xingchen's true face, so he was a little unfamiliar.

This time it was not like an illusion. I felt that Zhuge Xingchen was very real. Is it caused by the formation? Or did Chen Bufan have an illusion again?

"Xiaofan, you have grown up so old, okay, okay."

"The child doesn't cry, don't cry. I didn't expect that our master and apprentice would have a chance to meet, hahaha!" Zhuge Xingchen laughed happily, very happy.

Then his face changed and he realized something was wrong again.

"Xiaofan, you won't have any trouble, right? We earthlings can only arrive at Fengdu City after death, right..."

"Master, I live a good life." Chen Bufan stood up, "Disciple saves you first."

"Don't move around. My iron lock was made by the Netherworld steelmaking. Anyone who touches it will definitely suffer from damage and suffer in great pain. Even losing three souls and seven spirits, becoming a fool."

"Master, I'm fine." Chen Bufan pulled out the Xuanyuan Sword and flew up.

"Ding Ding Ding!"

Three sounds and the iron lock is disconnected, which is easy.

The Xuanyuan Sword is invincible and extremely sharp. Which weapon can compete with it?

Not to mention the Netherworld Refining Lock, even the iron created by God is not a waste of effort.

Chen Bufan caught Zhuge Xingchen and fell to the ground.

At the same time, the gate of Fengdu City opened wide and a figure appeared quickly.
Chapter completed!