Chapter 1540
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Looking carefully at the black-robed deacon in front of him, Zhang Huayun was more convinced that this black-robed deacon was definitely Long Bufan. Even if the other party didn't speak and there was a mask covering his face, there was no doubt!
Zhang Huayun stared coldly at Long Bufan, and his eyes showed a strong disdain. He said coldly, "Do you really think that I can't recognize you just because you are wearing a mask on your face?"
As he said, he changed the thread of discussion and smiled contemptuously, "Or, you were beaten too badly by me yesterday, and your injury hasn't recovered yet. You don't have the face to come out and see people?"
"Really, there are flies following me wherever I go."
An indifferent voice sounded. Long Bufan stretched out his hand and slowly took off the mask on his face.
Since he had been recognized, there was no need to pretend to be mysterious. After all, he didn't feel comfortable wearing this mask.
Seeing that the black-robed deacon was about to take off his mask, everyone's eyes tightened. They stared at Long Bufan without blinking. It seemed that they wanted to see what kind of face could make Zhang Huayun so moody.
As the mask was taken off, Long Bufan's handsome face was completely exposed to the eyes of everyone in the auction hall.
"He is the Hundred Sect Champion, Long Bufan?" Su Huanhuan, on the other hand, revealed a 'so-so' expression. It was as if she wasn't interested in Long Bufan's ordinary and delicate face. Instead, she was more inclined towards a handsome man like Zhang Huayun.
Su Bingyun, who had always been indifferent to everything, couldn't help but tilt her head and look. The first thing that came into view was a young side face.
This side face, although it was not the most handsome that she had ever seen, it had a clean complexion, a straight nose, and knife-like cheeks. The slightly drooping eyelids and the pursed mouth seemed to be deliberately restraining the coldness and sharpness, but instead showing tenacity and gentleness.
This gentleness was like a fire that touched the tip of the iceberg in the depths of her heart and tugged at a certain heartstring.
Su Bingyun quickly retracted her gaze. She didn't know why she suddenly had such a strange feeling, nor did she know what this feeling meant.
Seeing Long Bufan reveal his true face, Zhang Huayun's face became even colder. He sneered, "I guessed it was you. Your appearance is really as disgusting as before. It's a pity that a clone like you has replaced Long Bufan's disgusting face."
Although he already believed that the person in front of him was Long Bufan's clone, Zhang Huayun was still angry because of the punishment he received yesterday.
The corners of Long Bufan's mouth curled up slightly. He smiled coldly and said indifferently, "Your mouth is as smelly as before. You don't know how to control your mouth and pollute the air."
As he spoke, Long Bufan pretended to smell the stench and immediately covered his nose with his hand.
His strange action caused the young people in the auction hall to burst into laughter. The disciples of the five pavilions who were dissatisfied with Zhang Huayun's way of doing things in the past also laughed crazily.
"Bastard!" Amidst the humiliating laughter, Zhang Huayun's face turned ashen and gloomy to the extreme. His eyes were filled with killing intent as the aura of a Divine Transformation expert suddenly erupted.
Under this powerful aura, some of the weaker disciples of the five pavilions suddenly trembled and hurriedly stopped laughing.
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