Chapter 1984: Master of Shenbao Pavilion?

"What's so funny about this?"
Su Fan glanced sideways at Long Moxue and said, "I'm not that kind of person!"
"Of course you are not anymore, that's why I feel very lucky!"
Long Moxue held back a smile, and suddenly said seriously: "But Su Fan, when you are alone, how many girls have you thought about most?"
"Do you want to hear the truth or lies?"
There was a drop of cold sweat on Su Fan's head, which was simply a proposition, and the consequences of incorrect answers must be serious.
"I want to listen to lies first!"
Long Moxue actually became smart at this time, and sure enough, women are masters in terms of emotions.
"The lie is that I am very sloppy!"
Su Fan said frankly, he turned the topic to himself, so that neither Long Moxue nor other opposite should be offended.
"Oh, is it? That's fine!"
Long Moxue tilted her head and glanced at Su Fan deeply. Without saying anything, she walked towards Long Hongyu's fortune-telling booth with her hands behind her back.
"Hey, didn't you say to listen to the lie first? You haven't asked the truth yet!"
Su Fan felt a little stunned when he saw this. Could it be that he answered wrong?
A woman's heart is really a needle in the sea!
"No, I already have the answer in my heart!"
Long Moxue turned around and gave Su Fan a sweet smile, like the bright sunshine, which instantly swept away Su Fan's doubts.
Su Fan breathed a sigh of relief, secretly saying that he had thought too much.
He couldn't help laughing bitterly, he was really not suitable for falling in love.
On the other side, Long Hongyu's business is still very hot, and there is an endless stream of people patronizing her fortune-telling booth.
And although everyone is to see beautiful women, but they are also more disciplined, and no one deliberately delays the time or does not leave.
Long Moxue walked over, originally wanting to say hello to Long Hongyu, but too many people came to the fortune teller, so she squeezed her out of place.
"Hey! Get out of here, I want to go over!"
Long Moxue yelled, but no one paid any attention to her.
"Fortune tellers have to line up. If you let others go away for no reason, who would be willing to listen to you?"
Su Fan followed and saw Long Moxue standing in the crowd waiwei jumping anxiously, couldn't help laughing.
"Is this princess's natural beauty not enough?"
Long Moxue raised her head and said, she has quite a high level of confidence in her face.
"Sure enough, if I were they would give you way!"
Su Fan smiled gently.
Long Moxue heard that the complacency on her face was even stronger. Look, even the world's best master surrendered to her charm.
At this moment, a group of people came from a corner street in the distance.
These people, both male and female, look extremely young, and the fluctuations in the cultivation level of each of them are much stronger than ordinary people.
Su Fan glanced at the group of people, and he noticed that several of them were actually wearing the uniforms of Shenbao Pavilion.
Shenbao Pavilion?
Su Fan frowned, and a suspicion appeared in his eyes.
He remembered that the person with the strongest cultivation base of Shenbaoge was nothing but the Holy King of Two Tribulations.
And these young people wearing the uniforms of the Shenbao Pavilion are not only masters of the Saint King level, but the worst of them is also the Saint King of the Three Tribulations.
Are these people all strong secretly cultivated by Shenbao Pavilion?
It is still said that the water in the Shenbao Pavilion is actually very deep, which is not what it shows on the surface.
"Are those people five or six hundred years old?"
Perceiving Su Fan's sight, Long Moxue also looked at the group of young people: "The strength is so powerful that even I can't see through it. It must be a group of old monsters with good looks!"
"That's not necessarily true, there is no lack of geniuses in this world who have become the saint king in their teens!"
Su Fan squinted his eyes: "These people are definitely not more than fifty years old!"
"Oh my God! Not more than fifty years old?"
Long Moxue’s beautiful eyes on the round stool almost screamed, especially when she saw the young men in the uniforms of the Shenbao Pavilion, she was even more incredulous: "The monks in the Shenbao Pavilion are What's going on? Is there such a young and powerful person in the Shenbao Pavilion?"
"Do you feel weird?"
Su Fan's eyes flashed with an inquiring light, and he sighed: "It seems that we have always underestimated this Shenbao Pavilion before!"
The strongest in the face is only the Divine Treasure Pavilion of the Holy King of Two Tribulations, and there are so many strong players hidden, which seems very strange no matter how you look at it.
Moreover, Su Fan didn't think that the masters hidden in the Shenbao Pavilion were the only people in front of him.
"Oh, Su Fan, I think it's normal for the Shenbao Pavilion to have more masters. The Shenbao Pavilion has branches all over the country. If you don't ask a master to sit here, with the strength of the Chamber of Commerce in the Shenbao Pavilion, I am afraid that every day will be Gang Yang is thinking about it!"
Long Moxue didn't think as deeply as Su Fan. She believed that a chamber of commerce would invite some experts to sit in to ensure the safety of the property.
"If everything is as you said, that's okay!"
Su Fan said calmly, but he had a strong hunch in his heart that things might not be that simple.
Because Su Fan suddenly remembered one thing, and that was the internal response of the Netherworld Sect in Shenbao Pavilion.
At the beginning, when the war in the Soul Heaven Continent began, hundreds of millions of refugees from the Soul Heaven Continent fled to the secret realm of Fengdu.
During this period, the disciples of Nether Cultivation got into the secret realm of Fengdu together with the fleeing crowd.
Su Fan heard that it was because the Nether Cultivation's internal response appeared in the Shenbao Pavilion at that time, and that the inner ying opened its convenient door, which caused the Netherworld Cult disciples to infiltrate the secret realm of Fengdu.
Shenbao Pavilion holds the teleportation channel connecting Soul Heaven Continent and Fengdu Secret Realm. This is a well-known fact.
If not, Su Fan got the help of the big white dog and opened up a new space-time channel.
Then this transmission channel will probably become the only way for humans to retreat on the Soul Heaven Continent.
If at that time, the people in the sacred places did not get Su Fan’s help to retreat very early, and the Shenbao Pavilion came out of the Nether Cult and blocked the transmission channel, then the people on the side of the sacred land may be all on the Soul Heaven Continent. Annihilated.
At this moment, Su Fan had a question again in his heart, where should the so-called Nether Cult in the Shenbao Pavilion be sacred?
Is it alone? Or a group of people?
If it is the former, there is no problem, but if it is the latter, the situation is very serious.
"Get out, get out of everything!"
At this time, the group of young people walked to Long Hongyu's fortune-telling booth, and a few of them pushed the fortune-telling crowd to both sides.
"Who? You don't know the rules so much?"
"Won't the fortune teller line up? No quality!"
Several fortune-telling guests shouted immediately, even glaring at the group of young people.
Snapped! Snapped! Snapped!
I never thought that just as these guests yelled a few words, they were immediately slapped several times by a young man in white.