Zhuo Bufan nodded slightly.
Lian Shijian and Long Ge Yueh looked at each other at the same time, "Ms. Long."
"Sword Servant."
It seemed that the two of them knew each other. Lian Shijian's face was bright red, and he looked a little unnatural. It turned out that the two of them were classmates, but they were not very familiar with each other. Long Geyue was a cold goddess in school, and she had almost no friends.
"Lian Shijian, why are you here?" Long Ge Yueh frowned and asked.
"I …" Lian Shijian stammered and glanced at Zhuo Bufan out of the corner of his eye.
Long Ge Yueh reacted and glared at Zhuo Bufan. She shouted, "Well done, Zhuo Bufan, you have a mistress in your house. Humph!" After that, the girl turned around and left angrily.
Zhuo Bufan looked helpless.
Seeing that Long Geyue had left in a huff, he had wanted to invite her into the villa to sit for a while. It would be good for her body to absorb some spirit energy.
Lian Shijian said carefully, "Mr. Zhuo, I'm sorry. Did Ms. Long misunderstand us? Maybe I should go and explain to her. "
Zhuo Bufan smiled bitterly and shook her head, "No need. She's not my girlfriend."
"Oh, I see." Lian Shijian pinched his fingers and felt a little happy in his heart.
At noon, Lian Shijian went back to his room after he finished the meal. Lian Shijian cleaned the living room alone. There was some sweat on his forehead and his hair stuck to his forehead. He raised the back of his hand to wipe it.
He raised his head and took a look upstairs. After lunch, Mr. Zhuo went back to his room and never came out.
After finishing everything, Lian Shijian left the villa with his colorful canvas bag.
At this moment.
Zhuo Bufan was not in her room at all. Instead, she was at an empty space behind Fei He Mountain. She used eight Yin Fire Talismans to strike the ground and drew out eight Yin Fire Talismans to gather together. She wrapped the right amount of herbs with her spiritual energy and threw them into the fire.
"This kind of shallow alchemy technique can only refine some low level dans. If I want to refine a Building Foundation Dan, I will need to find a good cauldron." Zhuo Bufan secretly said in her heart.
This time, he was concocting the Yang Essence Pill for Long Aotian. Not only could this pill strengthen one's foundation, heal one's injuries, and even prolong one's lifespan. It was a priceless treasure.
After throwing the herbs into the fire, Zhuo Bufan sat cross-legged in front of the fire and closed her eyes. She swallowed the rest of the Small Foundation Pill, and a wave of spiritual energy as abundant as the ocean spread out from her body.
The cold spiritual mist in the villa madly gathered toward his forehead.
This was where the Spiritual Pedestal was located. If he could successfully build his foundation, then he could begin to train his divine sense and kill people without leaving a trace.
Time passed by bit by bit.
Around five or six o 'clock in the afternoon, Zhuo Bufan suddenly opened her eyes. Her pupils shone brightly. She stretched out her hand and grabbed the air. A few dans from the fire flew into her palm. There were two Yang Essence Pills and three brown Foundation Pills.
This time, she was not concocting the Small Foundation Pills, but the Large Foundation Pills, which contained abundant medicinal power and spiritual energy.
"With these three Large Foundation Pills, I will be able to advance to the peak of Qi Cultivation before university. Now, the most important thing is to find the herbs and cauldron for building my foundation." Zhuo Bufan's face lit up.
Only with the strongest strength could she protect her family.
"Zhuo family, I will be back."
At this time.
Zhuo Bufan's heart skipped a beat. Suddenly, her expression changed slightly. "Did something happen to Lian Shijian?"
He gave Lian Shijian a jade talisman with a secret imprint on it. It can sense the situation around Lian Shijian within a range of twenty miles.
After all, he could not let anyone know that he was cultivating. Moreover, he had been in the limelight recently in Jinling. In the immortal world, he was already used to being cautious and meticulous. In order to prevent Lian Shijian from being a spy sent by someone else, he planted the imprint on her.
With one hand, she wrapped the dans with spiritual energy and put them into her pocket. Zhuo Bufan sped down the mountain.
…
Jinling Second People's Hospital.
Lian Shijian had just sent her mother a bowl of cooked rice and soup and was about to go home to study. She had just walked to a section of the road with fewer pedestrians when a Jinbei van suddenly cut in and blocked in front of her.
The door opened. A few burly men with fierce faces got out of the car. They covered her mouth and stuffed her into the van. Lian Shijian struggled with all her might, but she was no match for these grown men. The lunch box in her hand fell to the ground.
In less than a minute, the Jinbei van had already sped away.
Finally, the van stopped in a remote abandoned toy factory. Lian Shijian was directly dragged in.
"What are you doing? My family has no money. You can't kidnap me." Lian Shijian's eyes were red. She was both afraid and worried.
A gangster with dyed yellow hair said, "This girl is quite beautiful and her body is developed well. It would be great if we could play with her."
A bald man next to him kicked the yellow-haired man and scolded, "Brother Dong asked us to kidnap her and take care of her. If anyone dares to touch her, I will cut off his manhood first."
The other gangsters who had the same idea subconsciously clamped their legs.
The bald man looked at Lian Shijian and said, "Cooperate with us. Otherwise, I can't guarantee your safety."
After all, Lian Shijian was only a 17-year-old senior high school girl. She was so scared that tears kept flowing down her cheeks.
The toy factory had been abandoned for a long time. There were dusty machines and furniture everywhere. A group of people took Lian Shijian into a room and locked her up. Then they went out to the yard and began to play cards.
Just then, the roar of an engine was getting closer and louder.
"King bomb!" The bald man laughed and threw out his cards. Suddenly, he looked up at the door and saw a black Audi A6 rushing in. The rotten iron door couldn't stop it at all.
The car crashed through the iron door and rushed toward them without slowing down at all. The gangsters were so scared that their faces turned pale. They rolled to the side in fear.
"Bang!" The table was directly hit and flew away. The poker cards, cigarette boxes, and money suddenly flew into the air.
The bald man quickly picked up the iron bar next to him and stood with the gangsters, staring at the Audi vigilantly.
The door opened and a handsome young man came out. He looked at them quietly.
"Where is he?" Zhuo Bufan slightly frowned and said.
He sensed that Lian Shijian was here. Hearing the noise outside, Lian Shijian ran out. Her eyes were swollen like peaches. "Mr. Zhuo."
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