Zhou Hai asked a question.
This question was extremely simple, and the answer was well known, but just such a question made him directly avoid the choice given by Zhao Yufan.
Zhou Hai asked: "Are you Zhao Yufan?"
Although it was just a simple sentence, it was enough to prove his attitude.
First of all, he did not make a clear choice, which meant that he would side with Liu Man; secondly, he left some leeway for himself and refused to choose in the name of the sword god not being Zhao Yufan.
Of course, from this point of view, It can be seen that Zhao Yufan is very important in Zhou Hai's heart.
This seemingly shrewd answer made Zhao Yufan very disgusted.
He stared at Zhou Hai indifferently and said coldly: "Zhao Yufan has a friend like you.
It's really ridiculous.
Fortunately, you are just ordinary friends."
As soon as these words came out, Zhang Qing and Yuanyuan looked a little embarrassed because they and Zhou Hai knew Zhao Yufan at the same time.
Did the Sword God's words just now also refer to them?
Zhao Yufan seemed to notice the changes in Zhang Qing and Yuanyuan.
He changed the topic and said, "It seems that you are really incomparable with Zhang Qing and Yuanyuan."
Hearing this, Zhang Qing and Yuanyuan showed faint smiles on their faces.
They were not guys like Zhou Hai, and they didn't want them to be just ordinary friends in Zhao Yufan's heart.
For Zhao Yufan, Zhang Qing, Yuanyuan, and Zhou Hai are all his good friends, but if it is more important, Zhou Hai will definitely be at the bottom, because Zhou Hai and Zhao Yufan don't get along much, and the two of them are not together.
Having experienced something together, the relationship is naturally relatively indifferent.
"Do you want to drink my tea?"
Suddenly, Liu Man asked.
Zhao Yufan glanced at Zhou Hai and said with a smile: "Drink" Liu Man squinted his eyes and waved: "Zhou Hai, please make us a pot of tea."
Zhou Hai was startled and left immediately.
Looking at the mocking, disdainful and disgusting eyes of the people around him, he couldn't help but clenched his fists and secretly swore in his heart that one day, sooner or later, he would make all the people who had looked down on him kneel in front of him. begged him.
After Zhou Hai left, Liu Mancai pursed his lips and said, "I've seen too many people like this."
The person he was talking about was Zhou Hai.
Zhao Yufan was speechless.
He didn’t understand Zhou Hai.
“He has nothing to do with me.”
"But he is related to Zhao Yufan."
Liu Manyin said with a smile.
"If you want to threaten Zhao Yufan with this kind of person, then forget it."
Liu Man pursed his lips and chuckled, "Of course he has his uses."
The conversation was deadlocked.
Zhao Yufan didn't speak, and Liu Man didn't speak either.
At this time, Zhou Hai came with a teacup and walked up to Zhao Yufan.
He handed the teacup to the sword god in front of him and said bitterly: "Please drink."
Zhao Yufan took the teacup and looked at the steam rising in the teacup, feeling a chill in his heart.
When Zhou Hai turned around to leave, the tea cup he was holding suddenly let go.
"Crack!"
The tea cup fell to the ground and broke into pieces.
The heat slowly rose and floated in the air, disappearing in the blink of an eye.
The tea was cold, and Zhao Yufan's heart was also cold.
"Zhou Hai, you're just a villain."
As soon as he finished speaking, black smoke suddenly rose from the tea on the ground, and a harsh sound of "prick, prick, prick" was made.
After a while, The ground is calm.
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Everyone stared at the ground, and were shocked to find that the ground had been corroded into a deep pit.
"The tea is poisonous" someone exclaimed.
There was a loud noise at the scene, and everyone accused Zhou Hai of his shameless behavior.
Zhou Hai looked a little confused, as if he didn't know that the tea was poisonous.
Zhao Yufan stared at the deep pit on the ground, a cold light flashing in his pupils.
Before he could ask, Liu Man suddenly glared at Zhou Hai and cursed: "Asshole, who told you to poison it?"
Zhou Hai looked confused and looked even more confused.
Things seemed to be getting a little weird, and everyone couldn't figure out who was responsible for the poison.
At first they thought it was Zhou Hai, then they thought it was Liu Man, but now they can't tell who it is.
Zhao Yufan waved his hand and sneered: "Forget it, does it matter who poisoned you?"
Liu Man and Zhou Hai looked slightly embarrassed, because the person who poisoned them was one of them, so it didn't matter who poisoned them.
What made them even more embarrassed was that Zhao Yufan ignored the poisoning.
Everyone also looked at Zhao Yufan with doubts, wondering why he didn't pursue the matter.
Zhao Yufan didn't care who poisoned him, because he was not poisoned, so he was unwilling to pursue it.
Of course, a big reason was because of Zhou Hai, and he didn't want to make Zhou Hai look too ugly.
Before leaving, Zhao Yufan slowly glanced at everyone and warned seriously: "Everyone, I am here to warn you that anyone who offends Zhao Yufan will offend me and the Sword Demon."
Looking at the sword god who was about to leave, many people's faces suddenly darkened, because many of the people present were hostile to Zhao Yufan.
Zhou Yiming frowned slightly in the crowd and pondered for a long time.
He was unwilling to challenge the Sword God at first, but when he heard the Sword God's words, he felt the need to suppress Zhao Yufan's arrogance.
Even though Zhao Yufan was powerful, his friend Can he be as powerful as him?
He doesn't believe that the sword of the Sword God can defeat him.
"stop" Everyone was slightly surprised when they heard Zhou Ming's words.
Zhao Yufan continued to move forward, seemingly not hearing what Zhou Ming said.
"stop" Zhou Ming's voice increased and he had already taken out his sword.
Suddenly, he quickened his pace and charged forward with his sword.
At this moment, Zhao Yufan made a shocking move.
He suddenly took out an iron sword from the storage ring and threw it behind him without looking at it.
The iron sword had the sound of breaking through the air, and seemed to have the power to penetrate the heaven and earth, stabbing Zhou Ming unstoppably.
Anger arose in Zhou Ming's heart.
This feeling of being ignored and despised made him extremely uncomfortable.
In the past, this kind of disregard and contempt was given to his opponents, but now it was just the opposite.
The moment he was thinking, the iron sword was already flying in front of him.
Zhou Yiming has already calculated that he will use the most graceful posture, the most perfect sword, and the most domineering momentum to break this sword and at the same time give the sword god a fatal blow.
The sword in his hand flashed with cold light, and he directly used the Eighth Style of Divine Sword to obliterate.
A violent energy spread around him, covering an area of more than ten meters in an instant.
The strong wind was raging, the air flow was dancing wildly, and the entire ground was stirred up with violent dust.
The two infinitely powerful swords collided together, making a metallic clash.
Everyone stared at Zhou Ming intently, and immediately saw him leaping up.
The sword in his hand suddenly fell out of his hand and shot towards Zhao Yufan.
Zhao Yufan looked stunned, a flash of surprise flashed in his pupils, and then he revealed a sly smile.
The iron sword had long since turned into powder, the raging wind dissipated, the turbulent air flow calmed down, the violent dust returned to the ground, and the whole world finally became quiet
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