Looking at the opponent who had once fought at the top of the Hundred Sect Battle Platform, and now far surpassed him, Long Ya was shocked in his heart. He took a step forward and said with a sincere expression, "Long Bufan, a year ago in the Hundred Sect Battlefield, if it wasn't for you, I might have already died. Later on, because I was not fated to meet you, I was unable to thank you for saving my life. Today, we have the opportunity to meet again, please accept my greeting. "
After speaking, Long Ya suddenly knelt on one knee and cupped his fists together.
At that time, the Hundred Sect Battlefield suffered a large number of demon corpses. In order to determine the victor, the two of them did not escape through the energy teleportation gate. In the end, although the victor was clear, the demon corpse army had already destroyed the protective barrier.
Under the attacks of the Demonic Corpse King, the energy gate was on the verge of collapse. Long Bufan gave up on the chance to escape and threw him into the energy gate, while he himself faced the countless Demonic Corpses.
That kind of fearless spirit could be said to have caused Long Ya to feel an indescribable sense of respect.
Seeing Long Ya's action, Long Bufan was also stunned for a moment. He hurriedly went forward to help him up and said with a smile, "It's just a small matter. There's no need to be so polite."
"This greeting is insignificant to me." Long Ya shook his head. His gaze was firm as he said seriously, "My life was saved by you. In the future, if you need me, Long Ya, for anything, just say the word. Even if it's climbing a mountain of blades or diving into a sea of flames, I will not refuse."
Although Long Ya was the descendant of the legendary Dragon Blood Warriors and had a proud bloodline flowing in his body, he had always remembered this life-saving grace in his heart. It was also because of this that he could be said to be one of the most selfless and most loyal blood guards to Long Bufan in the future. He was even willing to give up his life.
Of course, this was all in the future.
Hearing these words, Long Bufan was slightly taken aback. This time, he did not pretend to be polite. He smiled and did not speak, which was a kind of tacit agreement.
This was because the twelve people he had gathered this time were to form an army. What he needed the most was this kind of loyal teammate.
"Boss, it's all thanks to you that we were summoned to visit the Shrine Pavilion," Long Yunfei said excitedly as he put his arm around Long Bufan's shoulder.
The others also looked at their surroundings curiously. Clearly, they did not know why they had been summoned here.
Long Bufan looked at everyone and said with a faint smile, "Due to time constraints, I still have some personal matters to attend to in four hours. If there's anything you want to say, let's talk inside while we eat."
Because there were too many eyes and ears on the street, Long Bufan did not want to stay here with them. Therefore, under the guidance of Long Bufan, the group entered the Golden Sea Pavilion.
As for the Black Deacon, his task was to lead the way for Dragon Fang and the others. Once his task was completed, he would leave on his own.
Then, Long Bufan's group walked into the restaurant, attracting the attention of the people in the Golden Sea Pavilion.
"Oh, isn't that Long Bufan from the Deacon Hall? There are only four hours left before his duel with Zhang Huayun on the Blood Martial Arena. Why is he still in the mood to come here? "
"Yes, in my opinion, he wants to have a good meal here before he dies. He doesn't want to be a hungry ghost."
"I guessed so too, haha …"
In the midst of the discussion, the people in the hall suddenly burst into laughter. Then, they also noticed the twelve people behind Long Bufan who were wearing the sect's uniform. While they were surprised, they also began to mock and ridicule.
"Where did this sect's handyman come from? What's wrong with the Shrine Pavilion now? Even low-level warriors can casually come in."
Many Shrine Pavilion disciples frowned in a somewhat xenophobic manner. Their eyes were filled with disdain. However, when they saw the beautiful faces of Murong Yin and Qin Yuxuan in the crowd, their eyes were filled with unconcealable passion and lust.
In the face of these lofty figures in the Shrine Pavilion, Dragon Fang, Liu Yunluo and the others felt inferior. They silently followed behind Long Bufan, afraid of offending them. If that happened, not only would they be unable to protect themselves, but they would also implicate the sect.
Long Bufan coldly looked at the ugly faces around him and said indifferently, "What does it have to do with you?"
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