Chapter 2671 three people escape

Outside the ancient tower.

I don't know where the light source comes from. This underground world is not pure darkness, but a yellowish state.

The decayed and ancient buildings are telling the glory and prosperity of the past...

Crunch!

The stone gate on the first floor of the ancient pagoda slowly opened again, and three figures walked out side by side.

Yan Jing and Yan Yu walked side by side. The two women didn't speak, but Yu Guang glanced at Zhuo Bufan next to him. In the two pairs of beautiful eyes, there was an extremely complicated look.

They didn't expect that Zhuo Bufan had been hiding his strength, and he could actually defeat Qing Lei Sui Su head-on.

And what shocked them most was that Zhuo Bufan used the "Jiuyi Zhenlu" to seal the horrible strange beast. In addition to their Drought Clan, there are people who can display their clan's secret arts. This is beyond To their cognition.

"Little... bastard, what method do you use to use our Drought Clan's secret technique?" Finally, Yan Yu couldn't bear his curiosity and asked with his lips moving.

Yan Jing also focused her gaze on Zhuo Bufan's face, her eyes full of curiosity.

"Are you the "Nine Evil Records" of the Dryman tribe?" Zhuo Bufan smiled faintly: "The stone stick in my hand is a magic weapon that is not weak. You can draw any rune. The secret technique of your Dryman tribe is also considered to be one. It’s just a rune. I tried it, but I didn’t expect it to be successful."

Zhuo Bufan said, looking at Yan Yu and said, "Little wife, I don't know the agreement in the ancient tower, and still don't count them?"

"What's the agreement?" Yan Yu heard this, so scared that he missed the beat of his heart, and his expression was a little weird.

"You want to shame again?" Zhuo Bufan sighed: "Well, I know, I am a toad and not worthy of you two fairies. Since you want to shame again, I can't help it."

Seeing his sad look, Yan Yu's complexion changed slightly, feeling a little guilty in his heart, and said: "It's not counted, you rely on the treasure in your hand to learn the secret technique of our Drought Clan. You can't count it."

"Hey." Zhuo Bufan said with self-pity, "No matter, since we have no destiny, we should find a way to leave here first."

"Well, let's get out of here first." Yan Jing also continued, but a faint blush rose on both sides of her beautiful cheeks, facing Zhuo Bufan's glance at him, she lowered her chin slightly, and deliberately avoided him. Sight.

The three of them wandered around in the Hanyan Dynasty, but they didn't find a way out. The only way to get out was to return to the same way.

In the end, the three of them decided to cultivate for two days, restore their strength to a seven-seven-eight state before returning to the ground. After all, no one knew whether the alien beasts in the desert had disappeared.

Looking for a disused building, the three of them sat cross-legged and practiced.

Zhuo Bufan was not injured, he just consumed some vitality in fighting Qinglei Suan, and he quickly recovered.

"This time I was able to obtain the top secret technique of the Drought Clan. It seems that the journey of the Southern Little Ancient Demon was not in vain." Zhuo Bufan said secretly: "I don't know if Qing Huan and others have come out of the retreat. It should be less than half a month away."

Zhuo Bufan was thinking about something in his heart, but he heard the crisp sound of footsteps next to him, and immediately opened his eyes.

"Big wife." Zhuo Bufan raised his head slightly, looked at the shadow standing in front of him, and grinned.

"Come here, I have something I want to talk to you." Yan Jing said indifferently. After speaking, he turned and walked to a corner of the building.

Zhuo Bufan was suspicious, and he stood up from the ground, patted the dust on his buttocks, and walked to the corner with Yan Jing, just to avoid the harsh rain.

"Big wife, what do you want to discuss with me? Have you figured it out and are planning to be my wife?" Zhuo Bufan looked at Yan Jing's beautiful and quiet face and said with a smile.

The process of cultivation is always boring and boring, and teasing these two beauties of the drought tribe can make the journey more meaningful. With the change of mood, Zhuo Bufan's personality has also quietly undergone certain changes... and this change is something that he can't even imagine himself.

Yan Jing heard him take a mouthful of a big wife, but there was no angry expression on his face. Instead, she lowered her head slightly shyly, pursing her thin lips and said, "You haven't told me yet, what is your real name?"

"Oh, my little wife called me a little bastard, I really didn't tell you my name, my name is Zhuo Bufan."

"Zhuo Bufan? A cultivator in the Star Alliance?" Yan Jing nodded slightly, but never heard who this number was, and said: "Young Master Zhuo, thank you for saving my sister and saving us again in the ancient tower. , Can let us bring the gold leaf back to the group smoothly..."

With that, Yan Jing's face suddenly flushed red, as if she was struggling with something. At last, she looked up at Zhuo Bufan as if she had gathered great courage and said, "However, I can't let my sister lose her happiness," If you want, I can be your wife and all be my gratitude, but please don't embarrass my sister."

Zhuo Bufan was stunned. He didn't expect that Yan Jing was willing to agree to him. However, with this appearance, he was like a wicked and unforgivable wicked woman.

Zhuo Bufan touched his nose and said with a smile: "How can you be so wronged? I seem to be a big wicked person. Don't worry. I'm joking with you. I already have a wife, even if you want to be me. Wife...I dare not ask for it either."

Hearing Zhuo Bufan's words, this time it was Yan Jing's turn to widen her beautiful eyes. This guy was originally just to tease her and Yan Yu along the way.

Yan Jing was supposed to be relieved and let go of the heavy stone in her heart, but she didn't know why, but she was as happy as she imagined, but she was lost, and even a trace of sadness passed through the depths of her eyes quietly.

"The ancient eight tribes are not allowed to marry people outside the tribe. Don't worry, I won't embarrass you." Zhuo Bufan said.

On the other wall at the corner, the heavy rain pressed against the wall. Hearing Zhuo Bufan’s and Yan Jing’s dialogue, his eyes were slightly reddish, his jade palms were clenched into fists, and his teeth were grinded. Little bastard, I've been playing tricks on us, hum!"

"Did Shao Zhuo really think so?" Yan Jing squeezed out a smile, "That would be great, but you can help us find the gold leaf and take it back. When I tell the patriarch, I will definitely give you a treasure and repay you. "

After speaking, Yan Jing turned around and walked away. She just saw the heavy rain with silver teeth hiding behind the wall, and she was startled slightly: "You have heard what he said just now. We don't have to marry him to repay him."

"There is nothing better." Yan Yu hummed softly, "Who wants to marry that little bastard."

Yan Jing glanced at Yan Yu. From the latter's eyes, she clearly felt a trace of dodge, and she couldn't help but sigh softly in her heart.