Chapter 1422: I respect your choice
Chapter 1423: I respect your choice
Shadow Kill, whether in the Wu League or in the entire Lan Guo martial arts world, are two words that represent legend.
Although the reputation of Shadow Killer is great, many people know that Zhuo Bufan is the real name of Shadow Killer, but there are very few people who have really met Zhuo Bufan.
"No wonder, with my strength, how could it be possible to compete with him." Lu Yuanli sighed deeply in his heart.
"Well, you do your job well."
Shangguan Liuyun exhorted.
"Yes." Lu Yuanli nodded and left the office immediately.
"It's right to lose to such a legend."
Standing in the corridor outside the office, Lu Yuanli smiled bitterly.
...
A space was set aside at the back of the Wumeng Base Hospital building, which was built into the appearance of a small park to allow injured patients to come out for relaxation.
On the shaded bench, a man and a woman were sitting.
The man looks like in his early twenties, with black hair and black pupils, a delicate face, and a scholarly Confucianism on his body. When he laughs, the corners of his mouth spread out with a warm smile like sunshine.
The woman wore beautiful hair and a patient gown, and her face was sickly pale.
These two people are Zhuo Bufan and Long Geyue.
Although there are extraordinary pill to cure Long Geyue's injuries, it will take some time to fully restore vitality.
"Xiao Fan, did I trouble you?"
Long Geyue grasped Zhuo Bufan's arm and gently leaned his head on Zhuo Bufan's shoulder, with a gentle tone.
"Ok?"
Zhuo Bufan was taken aback for a moment, grabbing Long Geyue's soft little hand, and holding it in his palm.
"Why do you say such a thing? You are my woman. Have you been bullied? Shouldn't I stand for you?"
Zhuo Bufan smiled.
"It's just that I'm afraid you will think...I'm very useless, it will drag you down and cause you trouble." Long Geyue gently shook his head and said softly.
"I've never thought about it like this." Zhuo Bufan frowned and shook his head.
In his previous life, he owed Ye Ziqin something in his heart. After rebirth, Zhuo Bufan wanted to make up for his regrets.
In this life, Long Geyue is the woman who gave him warmth in his'teenage' time.
No matter who it is, he represents the extremely important existence in his past and present lives.
Long Geyue laughed out loud, her slightly sickly pale face, like a blooming daffodil, pure and poignant, and fragile, making people want to take good care of this delicate and delicate flower.
"I am teasing you, Wood."
Long Geyue smiled.
"But I still want to stay in the Wumeng..." Long Geyue turned his head, looking at Zhuo Bufan with a pair of big and clear eyes.
"If you want to stay in Wumeng, stay here and do what you like to do."
Zhuo Bufan said.
"You won't let me leave the Wumeng because I was injured?"
Long Geyue asked slightly in surprise.
In the past two days, she has been thinking about this. Zhuo Bufan’s mother Zhou Biyu was injured, but Ye Ziqin was the only one who could take care of her. As Zhuo Bufan’s woman, she didn’t even fulfill any responsibilities. Some guilt in my heart.
But this time because of the mission's injury, she was afraid that Zhuo Bufan would let herself leave the Wu League.
"I respect every choice you make."
Zhuo Bufan grabbed Long Geyue's soft shoulders with both hands, his deep gaze was like an endless sea, staring at her, Long Geyue's face suddenly turned red.
"What are you staring at me for? I have words written on my face?"
Long Geyue lowered her eyes, shy like a flower, and sounded like a mosquito.
"You don't write on your face, but I like you, not only your looks, but also the inner difference between you and other women. Everyone has the right to chase their own dreams. I hope you can stick to it."
Zhuo Bufan said lightly, every word seemed to have magical power.
Long Geyue's body trembled slightly, and raised her head, misty in her clear and beautiful eyes.
"Why do you say such a sour thing that made me cry." Long Geyue scolded, but there was a hint of sweetness in her heart.
Zhuo Bufan hugged Long Geyue, gently hugged her in his arms, and looked deep into the distance.
He has plans in his heart. Long Geyue wants to develop in the Martial Arts Alliance, and Ye Ziqin wants to work hard in the business world, waiting for them to fulfill their wishes, and then lead them to live together. After all, the life span of a cultivator can be very long... …
"Besides me and Ye Zijie, will you still like other women in the future?"
Long Geyue hides in Zhuo Bufan’s arms, completely losing the appearance of a strong woman in the eyes of other people in the martial arts alliance. Now she is nestling like a bird in the harbor of her loved one, sheltering from the wind and rain, and can feel To warmth and light.
"Probably not."
Zhuo Bufan said lightly.
"But, I know that many beautiful women like you and have an ambiguous relationship with you."
Long Geyue curled his lips and said, both he and Ye Ziqin understood in their hearts that with Zhuo Bufan's status today and the posture of a strong man, it is normal for many women to worship and like.
"They...maybe like me, but there are things that cannot be changed. At every time, the woman who accompanies them is always irreplaceable, unless time can be reversed."
Zhuo Bufan shook his head lightly, "Perhaps, it's not the right time."
...
After three days in the Martial Arts Alliance, Zhuo Bufan left the Martial Arts Alliance.
Because he received a phone call from Shen Qianlong that Shen Tong and Shen Zongwen had arrived in Jinzhou.
Jinzhou, inside Fengtianjiao Villa.
"You two drink juice or tea or coffee?"
Ye Ziqin wore a casual outfit, long hair shawl, and a faint smile on her cold cheeks.
"No thanks."
"We wait for Mr. Zhuo to come back and discuss some things with him."
Sitting on the sofa, two looks similar to each other, one is more beautiful than a beautiful woman, with outstanding temperament, and the beautiful looks are not inferior to the kind of celebrities.
The two women are Shen Tong and Shen Zongwen.
However, the two of them came to Zhuo Bufan's home, and after seeing Ye Ziqin, their hopes dimmed again.
No matter from any angle, Ye Ziqin is a very good woman.
"Okay, I have called Xiaofan, and he should be back soon." Ye Ziqin nodded lightly, and took some fruits from the refrigerator and put them in the fruit plate.
A stream of light fell in the villa garden, and Zhuo Bufan strode towards the living room.
"Xiao Fan, you are back. These two are your friends. They have been waiting for you for a long time."
Ye Ziqin got up and said with a smile.
"Well, I will talk to them about something."
Zhuo Bufan saw Shen Tong and Shen Zongwen at a glance, and said lightly.
"You have a good relationship with a woman..." Ye Ziqin whispered a strange groan, and said: "I'll go upstairs to accompany my mother. Let's chat."
Ye Ziqin nodded politely to Shen Tong and Shen Zongwen, and walked along the spiral staircase towards the room on the second floor.
"Mr. Zhuo."
"Mr. Zhuo."
The two women stood up at the same time and said respectfully.
