Chapter 36

Time rewound a few minutes.

Luo Fan looked at the familiar street and buildings before him and thought to himself, "I'm finally back, Long'er, are you alright?"

"Luo Shifu!"

"Luo Shifu!"

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Several disciples in full Daoist robes saw Luo Fan and hurriedly bowed. After the bow, they looked up to see the white-clad figure already several meters away.

All the disciples looked at Luo Fan with some surprise. He was clearly walking, yet in the blink of an eye, he had moved several meters away. Even if they used their lightness skills to run, they doubted they could achieve such speed.

On the mountain path of Zhongnan Mountain, a white figure ascended the steps, moving like an old man shuffling along, yet it seemed to be faster than a normal person running. It didn't take long for him to reach the halfway point.

Soon, Luo Fan arrived in front of his small wooden house.

"Long'er, I'll see you soon!" Luo Fan said to himself, somewhat excitedly.

But then, he saw a figure in a Daoist robe standing outside the house, peering inside and nodding slightly.

Luo Fan used the Lingbo Weibu (Wave-Stepping) technique and was instantly in front of the person. He lifted the person up and saw that it was Zhao Zijing!

"What are you doing!" Luo Fan shouted. Zhao Zijing, upon seeing the person before him, screamed as if he had seen a ghost. Luo Fan didn't ask any more questions; he directly sealed his vocal cords and kneed him in the stomach, throwing him to the side. Then he turned to look inside the house.

Immediately, he saw a scene that made his veins bulge: Inside the house, Yin Zhiping had already stripped off his upper body and was about to pounce on Little Dragon Maiden like a hungry tiger. Little Dragon Maiden's body was tinged with a strange red color, seemingly unable to resist, and her clothes had been torn in several places by Yin Zhiping.

"Scoundrel, how dare you!" With a roar, a wooden wall of the house suddenly collapsed. Luo Fan's unsheathed long sword, like a silver dragon, cut through the air with a roar!

"Die!" Luo Fan's sword pierced directly through Yin Zhiping's forehead!

Blood dripped onto Little Dragon Maiden's face. Her eyes suddenly showed a hint of clarity, and she said in a broken, apologetic voice, "Sor...ry..."

Luo Fan, seeing that she seemed different, suddenly had a thought. He quickly reached out and pinched her chin, seeing a trace of blood in her mouth. If Luo Fan had been any slower, she might have bitten her tongue off!

Outside the wobbly wooden house, Zhao Zijing, who had been kneed in the stomach by Luo Fan, vomited a few times and got up from the ground. Seeing this situation, he was terrified and hurriedly used his lightness skills to flee.

Luo Fan extended his right index finger and pointed in the direction Zhao Zijing was running. Something seemed to pass through the air, and a blood hole suddenly appeared on the back of Zhao Zijing's head and his forehead! Zhao Zijing's eyes were filled with unwillingness, and he tried to move forward, but his right foot barely moved before his eyes quickly lost their light!

"Zhijing!" Suddenly, several old Daoists appeared on the mountain path nearby, including Hao Datong, one of the Seven Disciples!

Seeing Zhao Zijing killed, Hao Datong roared, "Who is the scoundrel!"

Then he focused and saw a young man in white holding a young woman in white, his extended right hand just retracting. It was Luo Fan and Little Dragon Maiden!?

What happened? He had noticed that Zhao Zijing's actions were unusual these past few days, so he followed him today, but he never expected to see this scene!

Luo Fan glanced coldly at Hao Datong and didn't explain much. He gathered his true qi and used the Lingbo Weibu technique to leave quickly.

"Don't run!" Hao Datong tried to chase, but found that Luo Fan's lightness skills were too high. By the time he lifted his leg, Luo Fan was already out of sight.

He could only stop, pick up the lying Zhao Zijing, and look at the blood hole on his forehead, saying with hatred, "That scoundrel Luo Fan, why did he use such a cruel hand!"

Then Wang Chuyi, Qiu Chuji, and Ma Yu arrived at the scene. They couldn't have been unaware of Zhao Zijing's abnormal behavior, and with Hao Datong's arrival, they were curious and came to see.

"Hao Shidi, who could have done such a cruel thing!" Zhao Zijing was Wang Chuyi's disciple, and seeing that his forehead had been pierced, Wang Chuyi hurriedly asked.

Hao Datong's face was extremely dark, as if ice could be scraped off it. He gritted his teeth and said two words: "Luo, Fan." Each word was like it was bitten out!

"How can this be!" Wang Chuyi's expression changed drastically, and he staggered back two steps. Ma Yu, pulling on Hao Datong's sleeve, asked, "Hao Shidi, are you sure you didn't see wrong?"

Qiu Chuji, however, noticed the abnormality in the small house and hurriedly went to check. He saw a Daoist lying in a pool of blood, his head already pierced through!

Qiu Chuji quickly picked up the person and found it was his talented disciple, Yin Zhiping!

"Zhiping! Zhiping!" Qiu Chuji saw that Yin Zhiping was dead, and tears streamed down his face. He had only taken two disciples in his life: Yang Kang and Yin Zhiping. Although Yang Kang deserved his fate, Qiu Chuji was still deeply saddened by his death. Now, his most talented disciple, Yin Zhiping, had also died a violent death. He suddenly looked up to the sky and roared, "Heavenly scoundrel!" as if he had gone mad!

"Qiu Shidi (Shixiong)!" The others noticed Qiu Chuji's abnormality and hurriedly came to see. They saw Qiu Chuji sitting in a pool of blood, holding Yin Zhiping with his head pierced through, tears streaming down his face.

At this moment, Hao Datong also came over. Qiu Chuji, choking with sobs, asked, "Hao Shidi, who killed Zhiping?"

"I didn't see it happen," Hao Datong shook his head, then thought for a moment and said, "But when I found Luo Fan, he was standing here!"

"Ah!" The surrounding people all let out a gasp. Since he had killed Zhao Zijing and was standing next to Yin Zhiping's body, the murderer of Yin Zhiping was almost certain!

At this moment, only Ma Yu was still somewhat doubtful, asking, "Why would Luo Fan ignore the bond of fellow disciples and kill two of his seniors so cruelly?"

"Wang Shixiong, do you remember what Zhijing told you two years ago?" At this moment, Hao Datong seemed to recall something and asked Wang Chuyi.

"You mean..." The Seven Disciples exchanged glances. Wang Chuyi had indeed mentioned this to them, but at the time, they all dismissed it as Zhao Zijing's nonsense.

Hearing this, Wang Chuyi's face turned ashen, and he sat down on the ground, muttering, "Impossible... impossible..." Among the Seven Disciples, his mental cultivation was not the highest, but it was among the best. The fact that he was so shocked that he sat down on the ground showed how terrified he was.

Ma Yu was also greatly shocked. He had always held Luo Fan in high regard, but he never expected Luo Fan to do such a thing!

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At this moment, Luo Fan was carrying Little Dragon Maiden to the cave outside the ancient tomb's secret passage at the foot of Zhongnan Mountain. He needed a quiet environment to help Little Dragon Maiden expel the poison, and during the process, she had to be completely naked, so he chose this very secluded place.

Little Dragon Maiden's clothes were soaked with sweat, clinging to her hot body. Her white clothes, now transparent, revealed her pink skin, making Luo Fan's breathing heavy.

Suppressing his desires, Luo Fan slowly took off Little Dragon Maiden's outer clothes. Through the belly band, he could see her pink body, like a ripe peach, tempting him.

Luo Fan's hands did not stop. He picked up Little Dragon Maiden's hot body and undid her belly band. Instantly, a pair of breasts, like inverted jade bowls, were exposed before him!

Little Dragon Maiden's breasts were not very large, about 36D by modern standards, a perfect size! Looking down, past her smooth abdomen, a dense forest was already seeping with a stream of water.

Seeing this scene that made his blood boil, even the non-Buddhist Luo Fan began to chant "Amitabha." His lower body had already formed a large tent, and he even regretted why he had restored his little brother so early.

After chanting "Amitabha" a dozen times, Luo Fan barely suppressed his desire, lifted Little Dragon Maiden, and sat her in front of him, using his skills to expel the poison.

On the other side, the Seven Disciples of Quanzhen had already led people to the ancient tomb. Hao Datong said that Luo Fan was carrying Little Dragon Maiden when he left, so they might go to the ancient tomb.

A large group of people appeared at the entrance of the ancient tomb, shouting Luo Fan and Little Dragon Maiden's names loudly. Some of the Daoists even cursed them as "dog couple" and "adulterous pair."

"Who is making a racket in front of my ancient tomb?" A gray figure leaped out from the ancient tomb, and it was Sun Po.

Hao Datong stepped forward and pointed at Sun Po, saying, "Call out Luo Fan and Little Dragon Maiden!"

Sun Po knew that the two were not in the tomb, but seeing the Daoist's arrogance, she deliberately did not tell them and asked, "Why are you making such a fuss to find them?"

Hao Datong, impatient, shouted, "Old woman, why do you care so much? Just call them out!"

"Oh?" Sun Po, hearing this, was angry and put her hands on her hips, answering, "I won't call them. Are you going to bully me, you old Daoist?"

"Then I'll have to offend you!" Hao Datong bowed and then struck a palm at Sun Po.

Sun Po thought, "His palm is so fast." She quickly blocked it. The two palms met with a loud clap, and Sun Po took a step back.

Hao Datong also took a small step back but immediately followed with a second palm. Sun Po countered, and the two palms met again, forcing her to take another step back. Hao Datong stepped forward half a step and struck a third palm. These three palms were faster than the previous ones, forcing Sun Po to take three steps back. On the fourth palm, Sun Po's back was against the wall, and she could not retreat further. Hao Datong's right palm struck, meeting Sun Po's palm. He said loudly, "Old lady, let them out!"

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