Immortal Master Invincible

Chapter 433
After finishing his speech, Zhang Hanling, the blood demon, turned around and walked into the inner courtyard first, without looking at Xiaonan again.

Seeing Zhang Hanling walking into the inner courtyard, Fang Xiaonan glanced around the courtyard calmly.Moreover, when Fang Xiaonan saw a vegetable field on the edge of the yard, and the soil in a certain area was newly turned, his eyes moved slightly, and a touch of coldness flashed in his eyes.

At that moment, he followed Zhang Hanling slowly and calmly, and walked towards the courtyard.

Zhang Hanling led Fang Xiaonan into the inner courtyard, and sat down directly on the table and chair in the middle of the courtyard.

The inner courtyard was empty, and there was a fairly lush bamboo forest.The evening wind blows from the valley outside the courtyard, shaking the bamboo forest like a green ocean.

The slender bamboo leaves also collided with each other, rattling, just like the sound of erratic rain, making a disturbing sound.

The tables and chairs are fairly clean. On the tea table at the side, there are complete tea sets, a small red clay stove with a bluish flame, and a brass teapot boiling on it, and the water inside is gurgling.

"Come here!" Zhang Hanling glanced around and shouted, "Your Excellency Changsheng is here, why don't you come out for tea!?"

As soon as this remark came out, a hoarse old man shouted from the back room immediately.

"Hey, honorable guest, wait a moment, the little old man is here to serve tea!"

Before the words fell, an old man with white beard and hair and a smile on his face had already turned in.

This is an old man with a pair of triangular eyes and a wretched face. He is dressed in a red robe and leans on a dilapidated black iron crutch. As long as you can't catch your breath, you will look like a whimper.

He was limping, but unfortunately he always looked like he couldn't walk fast, and while moving on crutches, he looked at Xiaonan with a smile on his face.

When he saw Fang Xiaonan's clothes were very ordinary, but he had a demeanor like Yue Linyuan's, his old eyes narrowed slightly!
The old man moved his hands very quickly, and after a while, a scent of tea lingered.

Zhang Hanling pushed the teacup in front of Fang Xiaonan, looked at Fang Xiaonan fixedly, smiled lightly, and said, "Your Excellency, please have some tea!"

After all, without saying much, he picked up the teacup in front of him, took a sip slowly, and seemed to let out a sigh of satisfaction.

Then he looked at Fang Xiaonan, with a strange smile in his eyes.

Fang Xiaonan on the opposite side also smiled calmly at this time, picked up the teacup, and under Zhang Hanling's strange gaze, took a sip, which made Zhang Hanling's eyes on the opposite side even more dignified.

Knowing his name of the Blood Demon Sect, he dared to drink his tea casually like this, this courage is enough for him to admire.

Seeing Fang Xiaonan take a sip of tea, Zhang Hanling continued to smile and said, "Your Excellency, this is the West Lake Longjing, a specialty of China. Is the taste okay?"

"The color is green and fragrant, the taste is mellow and the shape is beautiful. This is the top grade, so it is naturally good." Fang Xiaonan said lightly.

"I didn't expect His Excellency Changsheng to be unique in tasting tea!"

Fang Xiaonan's expression was still extremely indifferent, and he was noncommittal to these words: "The blood spirit demon invited me to drink tea? What about the emerald green spirit grass and the red blood crystal?"

Zhang Hanling smiled, then glanced around again, and said: "Your Excellency must have seen the pictures we sent, and we have shown enough sincerity, Lord Changsheng, can you also take a look at yours?" Sincerity?"

Snapped!Imitation Xiaonan threw out a packet of medicinal materials from behind.

Smelling the scent of medicinal herbs emanating from the bag, Zhang Hanling couldn't help but twitched the corners of his mouth when he saw Fang Xiaonan's casual throwing action.

But immediately, he began to open the small bag to look at the medicinal materials.

"Velvet Spirit Grass, Golden Bell... Dragon Kucao?"

As the names of these medicinal materials were called out, Zhang Hanling's expression became more and more colorful, and the joy on his face became more and more intense.

……

After opening the small package of medicinal materials, Zhang Hanling and Fang Xiaonan seemed to have changed people. Zhang Hanling was inexplicably surprised, as if Fang Xiaonan came from the rich spiritual world, and Zhang Hanling was like an ordinary monk who had never seen the world in the monk world.

Zhang Hanling also took out a small bag, and said with a sinister smile, "I only have the Green Spirit Grass and the Red Blood Crystal in my hands. Your Excellency, Changsheng Jun, why don't we just exchange them like this?"

Fang Xiaonan glanced at the small bag, estimated the weight, but his face was still icy cold.

On the side, the lame old man laughed and said: "Longkuye!? Good thing, this thing is not too common even in the spiritual world!."

Zhang Hanling was embarrassed, and frowned slightly, glanced at the old man and said, "Just keep making tea, no need to say anything!"

"Yes, yes. The little old man talks too much." The lame old man nodded and bowed again and again, and then hurriedly ran to lift the teapot, but just as he stretched out his hand, he seemed to be accidentally scalded by the clay pot on the stove.

The old man immediately uttered a sharp cry of pain, which sounded like a macaque scalded by an iron.

And as soon as the voice came out, another big man turned out from the back room.

This man was tall and tall, wearing gray linen clothes, with a bald head and a square face, with a ferocious appearance, and an iron ax was slung around his waist, and there was even a trace of blood on the handle of the ax that was not wiped clean.

As soon as he appeared, he shouted loudly; "Father, are you okay?"

"It's okay, it's okay." The lame old man rubbed his hands, then looked at Fang Xiaonan with a smile, and said, "Your Excellency, Lord Changsheng, forgive me for being disabled and weak, so I can't serve you anymore. He's a little ugly, but his hands and feet are still nimble, so let him serve His Excellency Changsheng Jun."

Hearing this, the bald man smiled and didn't answer, but ran over to pick up the teapot, took out two black porcelain bowls from the bamboo drawer on the side, put them on the table, and poured tea one by one. .

The movements can be called smooth and flowing, extremely skilled.

Then, he stood aside, grinning, looking at Fang Xiaonan with a smirk.

Seeing this, Fang Xiaonan still had an indifferent expression on his face, without any emotional fluctuations on his face, but Fang Xiaonan did not touch the black tea bowl that was still emitting white smoke.

Immediately, he raised his head and glanced around the inner courtyard very slowly.

The next moment, Fang Xiaonan chuckled faintly: "The blood demon sect of the upper realm not only came in person, but also hides seven or eight people. Could it be that these people are all your sons?" ?”

As soon as these words came out, Zhang Hanling's smile remained unchanged, and he winked at the two of them calmly.

The lame old man's complexion changed slightly, and his cloudy old eyes narrowed instantly.

The bald man standing behind Fang Xiaonan, who was giggling, suddenly pulled out the ax from his waist without any warning, and slashed at him with a ferocious expression on his face!

"call!"

Before the iron ax could be chopped down, an evil wind was already whistling. Obviously, the power contained in this ax was extremely fierce.

However, Facing this blow, Fang Xiaonan just let out a cold snort, and without turning his head, he just shook his shoulders slightly, and easily dodged the axe.

"boom!"

The iron ax rubbed against Fang Xiaonan's shoulder, and slammed heavily on the wooden table in front of him. In an instant, the entire head of the iron ax sank deeply into the wooden table.And the shock caused the two black porcelain bowls on the table to bounce up suddenly, and the hot tea splashed out.

It can be seen from this that if this ax fell on Fang Xiaonan's body, his head would probably be cut off immediately.

After dodging the blow, Fang Xiaonan got up immediately, twisted his waist sideways, and he was already behind the bald man, and then he turned his elbow and turned his wrist, with his right palm facing the center of the bald man's back, and slapped him hard !

"Snapped!"

In an instant, the bald man, who had missed the blow, suddenly staggered and fell heavily on the table, and hit his head on the iron axe. He groaned, and passed out.

It wasn't until this time that Fang Xiaonan said in a cold voice: "Blood spirit demon, I advise you to put away some careful thinking. If you exchange sincerely, you don't need to be careful; a mere supernatural power is really not here. In the eyes of this deity!"

Hearing this, Zhang Hanling's expression changed slightly, and he said with a sinister smile, "Hey hey, no one dares to talk to this deity except for a few ancestors in the spiritual world; a small psychic realm, occasionally won The younger generation of the Tiantian League dared to be so arrogant and reckless!"

Sitting upright and moving slightly, he just snorted softly, and saw behind the impenetrable bamboo forest and behind the wall, there was a sudden noise, and they were all pushed away by someone roughly, and immediately seven big men swarmed in from all around.

These people, those who hold knives hold knives, and those who wield swords, with gloomy faces, they go towards Fang Xiaonan to encircle him.

Obviously, judging from the traces of blood left on these people's bodies and the traces of fresh dirt on the soles of their shoes, these people obviously killed people not long ago.

Seeing this scene, Fang Xiaonan couldn't help but become gloomy again, and then regained his composure.

When Fang Xiaonan stood up slowly, the fierce eyes of nine people and eighteen pairs of eyes all focused on him.

However, Fian Xiaonan's expression turned out to be as calm and calm as his black eyes.This kind of temperament can only be barely described by the word 'indifferent'.

This kind of indifference actually means not caring.

To put it bluntly, it’s actually just looking down on it!
This feeling is like a person, looking at himself as if overlooking the ants under the tree.

It's just a tiny ant, is it worth the emotional fluctuations?
Then naturally, there will only be a look of indifference and indifference.

But this kind of posture is most likely to be considered as a kind of extreme arrogance.Basically, there is only one root cause of cold arrogance, and that is too much self-confidence.

In an instant, Zhang Hanling clearly felt Fang Xiaonan's arrogance, a chill flashed in his eyes, and he shouted: "Take this guy down for me!"

(End of this chapter)