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He also knew that dealing with Jiutian Xunxian Pavilion was a bottomless pit, and letting Mr. Wu stand behind him would only implicate Wumen...

But the next moment.

Lin Yiqin suddenly stood beside Fang Chen;

"Belonging to Wumen, Lin Yiqin is willing to stand on the opposite side of the Nine Heavens Xunxian Pavilion for Young Master Fang."

"Lin Yiqin!?".

When Mr. Wu heard this, he was shocked.

Is Lin Yiqin crazy?

Nine Heavens Xunxian Pavilion is definitely not an existence that Fang Chen can contend with, Lin Yiqin stood by Fang Chen's side, then...

At this moment, Lin Yiqin cushioned Mr. Wu and bowed deeply.

thump--

There was a sound.

The girl fell to her knees;

"I am grateful to Master for so many years of nurturing, but Fang Chen is my man. I can't just watch him go to death."

Hearing this, Fang Chen only felt that there was a heat rippling in his chest.

Only Mr. Wu's heavy breathing can be heard in the room.

Of course, Mr. Wu's friendship with Fang Chen is not enough for Fang Chen to be born or die, but Lin Yiqin, who sees herself as a daughter, must stand by Fang Chen's side.

Mr. Wu could only violently jump twice on the blue veins on his forehead, and immediately wanted to leave.

But the moment he opened the door of the `room`, Mr. Wu suddenly closed the door heavily.

"His grandma! Good, good, good".

"Back in the Huang Fang's high-level game, my Wumen didn't kill the door. This time you will have a good fight with the Nine Heavens Xunxian Pavilion when this posture comes."

"Come on then".

"The big deal is just to die."

After that, Mr. Wu suddenly looked at Fang Chen seriously; "Belonging to Wumen, I am willing to support you!".

Don't wait for Fang Chen to thank him.

Suddenly, there was a sob of ‘woo woo woo'.

Qu Cuicui who was beside him suddenly cried and said;

"Yaomen, there is no one in Qucuicui's line of medicine... I'll help you reason with the bad guys in the Nine Heavens Xunxian Pavilion, okay?".

Everyone in the room was interrupted by her, and suddenly couldn't help but smile.

Fang Chen smiled too, and touched Qu Cuicui's smooth hair;

"At this moment, if you can stand by my side, I have recognized your position in my heart."

Although Fang Chen was smiling on his face, he couldn't help sighing from the bottom of his heart.

Wumen, plus a Yu family, really has the confidence to compete with Jiutian Xunxian Pavilion?

Not far, okay?

If there was still a colorful jade card in his hand, Fang Chen would not be so sentimental at all now.

He never intended to listen to Fang Jiuran's dissuasion, and made me forget Xiao Qi, so I might as well kill me!

Everyone understands this.

boom--

The door of the room was suddenly kicked open, and the figure in the fur coat and straw hat slowly walked in, and yelled mercilessly;

"Mischief".

"Fang Chen, isn't your kid really planning to fight the Nine Heavens Xunxian Pavilion?"

Saw Mr. Zheng appearing in his room.

Fang Chen didn't feel the slightest surprise.

On the night Xiao Qi was taken away, eight, nine, and ten can’t say that Mr. Zheng sent him back.

"Fang Chen, do you know how terrifying the Nine Heavens Xunxian Pavilion is?"

Fang Chen shook his head, but before Mr. Zheng could speak, Fang Chen said firmly;

"No one can take Xiaoqi away from me, even if it's a sea of ​​fire and sword."

"I said, as long as she doesn't want to go, I won't let her leave me."

Mr. Zheng was speechless for a while.

Decided to change the angle to appease Fang Chen.

"Boy, you have to know, the marriage contract was made by your father...".

"When the marriage contract was made, my father didn't know that I and Xiao Qi would be in love with each other, not to mention, my father was not there now."

Fang Chen's remarks were a bit unceremonious.

Mr. Zheng has a sharp face;

"Then you think about it for yourself. From the perspective of high-level gaming, you are not alone now, you also have your own power and flock."

Mr. Zheng said bitterly;

"Highly powerful, you have to think about the group of people behind yourself? Whether it's your father Fang Huajiu or your master Huang Bufan, if they were replaced by you, they would definitely not go..." .

Fang Chen was a little silent when he said something.

Sudden.

"stop".

A voice that made most of the people in the room familiar with deep into the soul suddenly came.

Fang Chen noticed that someone was speaking, the voice was so familiar, he almost jumped up without excitement.

I am afraid that I have hallucinations.

"Mr. Zheng, train your children when you train them, don't tell me anything!".

A figure in a wheelchair was slowly pushed in by Lin Tian, ​​followed by Yang Futu.

The elegant man in a suit in a wheelchair smiled slightly at Fang Chen;

"Fang boy, long time no see."

...

"Fang boy, long time no see."

The voice fell, and everyone in the room opened their mouths almost exclusively, staring at the figure sitting in the wheelchair dumbfounded.

Fang Chen rubbed his eyes, for fear of hallucinations, after a long while, he suddenly sat up;

"Huang...Mr. Huang".

"You're not dead."

Fang Chen was so excited that he even forgot the pain in his heart. He stepped on the ground and his bones became soft, and he almost rushed to Huang Bufan's face.

Click--

But at this moment, Huang Bufan suddenly took out a shotgun and put it on Fang Chen's forehead, with a soft smile on the corner of his mouth;

"Little bastard, if you dare to gay Laozi, I will clean up the door, believe it or not?".

Fang Chen was taken aback for a moment, and then the ecstasy on his face even worsened.

This way of speaking is still authentic...

Huang Bufan was just joking.

Directly handed the toy Zishui gun to Yang Futu, opened his arms, Fang Chen pointed it into Huang Bufan's arms.

"Mr. Huang, you are not dead, you are not dead".

"Great, great...".

The wheelchair shook violently.

After a while, Huang Bufan patted Fang Chen with embarrassment on his face;

"Okay, okay, it's okay, hold for so long, you think I am your Xiaoqi!".

Fang Chen released his arm angrily.

Everyone in the room appeared with Huang Bufan, all showing weird expressions, especially Mr. Wu and others who had dealt with Huang Bufan's high-level games.

Mr. Zheng said with a face full of suspicion;

"Why are you here? Deliberately tearing down the stage, isn't it?".

Apparently, Mr. Zheng seemed to know that Huang Bufan was not dead.

Fang Chen glanced at Huang Bufan, stretched out his hand and wiped his nose carelessly, and grinned;

"Mr. Huang, you... Since you are still alive, why are you only appearing now!".

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