Zhang Fan spent another night in the second biological space.

The next morning, I felt a hundred times more spiritual.

The more this long-term practice is cultivated, the more benefits it feels.

Now every night in the sub-biological space to cultivate, the next morning will feel refreshed, indescribable spirit.

After breakfast, he took up two large buckets again and went five kilometers below to pick up water.

But looking at other people who are picking water, they seem to be emotionally wrong.

"What's the matter?"Do you all seem to be depressed?”

Zhang Fan asked the king straight.

Wang Zhi said, “Isn’t it worried about you?”The treach of the choir will surely find you in trouble today.And it's a big problem, and it's probably going to drive you down the hill."

Another water-picking disciple also sighed and said, “Our long-life gate forbids the same door, and he dares not shoot you too hard in the door.”So drive you down the mountain first, and you will not be a disciple of the immortality.At that time, even if he kills you, the long-life door will not matter."

In the eyes of others, Zhang Fan is either dead or disabled.

This will inevitably happen.

After all, there have been similar things twice before, and as a result, those disciples were kicked out of the mountain gate by He Xiong, and then their arms and legs were broken.

So, what a guy is definitely a tough guy.

Zhang Fan did not care, said: "whatever you want, now worry is useless."

Then he threw two buckets of water and walked up to the mountain.

It’s not him, it’s someone else who’s messing up.

“The heart is so big!”

A water-picking disciple looked at Zhang Fan’s back and shook his head.

"It feels more than just Wang Zhi."

"His strength has reached the realm of martial arts, higher than all the other disciples in our outer gate, and it should be just a little bit by reason."But the level of the long life is very strict, even if you are strong, you can't provoke management."

"If he's still that old, I don't know what's going to happen next."

...

Time pushed to noon, people after lunch, there will be half an hour of rest.

But today, these water-picking disciples, even rest feel unsteady.

On the contrary, the party Zhang Fan did not go to the heart at all.

After eating, he even sat under the tree on his knees and cultivated the long-term skills.

Not long after, I saw that a few people had turned the corner from a distance.

At the very least, they are all powerful.

I saw these people at once.

The head of the man, naturally, is the head of the outer door, fat man.

The one next to him, who nodded from time to time, and the left ear was also attached to a white speed-healing, that is, the management of the mountain vegetable garden behind them, He Xiong.

Behind the two of them, followed by more than 20 people, each with a tiger bear.

They are all outside disciples, with a strong presence.

Each one is already a warrior.

They are all candidates for the next thirty disciples who enter the inner gate the next year.

And into the inner door, not only the strength is strong, but also must have a good relationship with the fat man.

So these more than 20 people have almost become professional hitters of fat people.

Where it is necessary to do it, the fat man will jump over like a wolf.

When a water-picking disciple saw this pedestrian, he secretly said to Zhang Fan, “Sister Zhang Fan, no matter what happens next, you must not do it.”If you really move your hand, you will not only be unlucky today, but you will not have any chance to enter the inner door."

Zhang Fan is not sure about this.

Being a person is to be low-key, but that does not mean to be patient.

For that matter, don’t talk about it, killing is possible.

After all, for Zhang Fan, killing is not a thing at all.

Soon, the man came to the garden.

The students in the garden, seeing the fat man, said hello.

He followed him, his face proud.

The fat man greeted those who greeted him only a little, and then took a group of people and came straight to the dozens of disciples who were picking water.

“Which one is Zhang Fan?”

A month ago, I only saw Zhang Fan.

And a disciple like Zhang Fan, who has not looked at him at all, and now naturally he can't remember what Zhang Fan looked like.

Zhang Fan opened his eyes and withdrew from cultivation.

“I am.”

The sound is calm, calm.

He nodded and said, "Brother Pang, this boy, yesterday he injured our dozens of people, and hurt me."

He said, and looked at him.

It was as if he were saying, “Boy, you’re dead!”

The fat man looked at Zhang Fan, a straight look, and said:

"I am a person who does the most talk about the 'three Gongs': open, fair and just.I also know about yesterday, because you have not been able to meet the standard for a long time, so He Xiok buckled your energy stone.That's right.But it was wrong, he shouldn’t have done it.This is unfair to others.So I've already punished him and buckled him for a month."

The students listened and nodded their heads.

"Brother Pang has done this very well."

"Yes, Brother Pang has always been fair."

"I don't have many people in my life, and Brother Pang counts as one."

Zhang Fan had seen this a lot before.

I could see that the two of them were together.

You said you were withheld?

Who has seen it?

Besides, even if you buckle in front of everyone, you give it back to him in private, who knows?

The fat man looked at Zhang Fan: “Do you have an opinion on my treatment like this?”

Zhang Fan shook his head: "No."

The fat man nodded: "No opinion, I am afraid to deal with some things, did not satisfy you."Now that you have no problem, it’s time to tell you about it.He's wrong to buckle the energy stone, but you hurt people, and that's what's wrong with you."

He said, “I know my fault.But you hurt people, and a wound is a dozen, it is simply ignoring the rules, bold, and wants to rebel!”

And all the people listened to it.

I know this time it’s really bad.

After He Xie finished, the corner of the mouth hung a line without traces of laughter.

Boy, under my hand, dare to play with me.

Well, since you want to play, the old man will accompany you and play with you!

“Zhang Fan, this crime, do you admit it?”

The fat man said.

“Not to acknowledge!”

He said a word, and he turned back powerfully.

As you can see, everyone present is standing.

In the face of fat, you are crazy.

If you have a mistake, you have a better attitude, admit it, and then find a way to remedy it, and maybe you can escape it.

Now it is hard and fat in front of you, which is really not enough to die.