Xiaohuan frowned slightly, but her eyes gradually brightened. She looked carefully at the white paper in her hand. The three characters "Qin Wuyan" on it were written neatly, with straight and round strokes, and the corners were restrained and smooth. It was quite beautiful.

One-hand writing.

Xiaohuan blinked his eyes, smiled suddenly, and said: "My guest, you have 'Yan' in your name, which is originally the power of two fires to Yang, but with the word 'Wu' in the middle to suppress it, and the twists and turns, it is feminine;

Also, the word 'Qin' refers to the west, and I wish you to go to the cold and cold land in the west to make great profits!"

She gently put the white paper on the table, looked at Qin Wuyan and said: "The Dead Lake in the West is a dank place. If you go there this time, your luck will definitely be good."

A smile appeared on Qin Wuyan's face, and his young but pale face seemed to have a bit of color. He nodded and said, "Thank you, miss. These are ten taels of silver. Please keep them." He took out ten taels from his arms.

Patterned silver, placed on the table.

Xiao Huan looked at it but did not make a move. However, Zhou Xian next to him stretched out his hand, took the silver into his arms, and said with a smile: "Thank you, sir."

Qin Wuyan smiled, but had no intention of leaving. Instead, he took out another ten taels of silver from his arms and placed it on the table. Zhou Xian was startled and said: "Sir, what are you doing..."

Qin Wuyan said calmly: "I have a friend who is also going to the death pool. Please give me a test for him, please."

Xiaohuan was startled. Qin Wuyan had already taken the pen and paper, wrote two words on it, handed it to Xiaohuan, and said with a smile: "His name is Gui Li!"

The originally bustling streets and the surrounding sounds suddenly became quiet.

Some people quietly retreated, while others quietly approached. On the roof at the corner, there were faint figures. Although it was daytime here, it suddenly became a bit cold.

The people present naturally felt this inexplicable change. Zhou Yixian frowned slightly and looked around. Before he could say anything, Xiaohuan had already pushed the white paper over and said lightly: "I'm sorry, Sir, I'm trying to test the words."

One must write it in person before it can be calculated."

Qin Wuyan was not angry, he just smiled and said, "Really?"

Looking at his appearance, he still had no intention of leaving and was still standing in front of the table. Xiaohuan's expression changed. At this moment, a hand suddenly reached out from the side and wrote the word "Ghost Li" on the paper, and then

Someone said calmly: "Girl, please look at the word me."

Xiaohuan turned her eyes and looked at him.

In the blink of an eye, it seems like ten years have passed!

Xiao Hui was lying on his shoulder, his lively eyes moving around, but between his brows, it seemed that nothing had changed, and it was still the same as before.

On the street, there was a deathlike silence, in the dark and bright, surrounding the two young people, as if there were two groups of forces monitoring each other and confronting each other...

Xiaohuan was stunned for a long time and then took the piece of paper.

"Ghost Li!"

She whispered softly.

These two characters are far less beautiful than those written by Qin Wuyan. The writing is solemn and clumsy, but each stroke is extremely clear. The strength of the strokes seems to be restrained, but it happens at the end of each stroke.

As if they couldn't suppress it, they all showed a bit of edge, and there was an air of pride rushing towards them.

Xiaohuan's eyes seemed to be getting brighter and brighter at this moment. After a while, she put down the white paper, paused, and then said: "My guest, what do you want to ask?"

Xiao Hui suddenly jumped down from Gui Li's shoulder, landed on the table, picked up the brush, and started playing with it curiously.

Gui Li glanced at Xiao Hui and said: "I also want to go to this death swamp, and ask the girl to see how my luck is?"

Xiaohuan looked at him, smiled suddenly, and said: "Everyone has a soul. Those whose souls persist after death are mostly ghost bodies, which are feared by the world. If you give such a sad name, you clearly don't believe in ghosts and gods. Why bother?"

ask me?"

Gui Li glanced at her silently and said nothing, but Qin Wuyan next to him suddenly laughed and said: "Wrong, wrong, girl is wrong."

Xiao Huan was startled by what he said and said, "What did I do wrong?"

There was a faint light in Qin Wuyan's eyes, facing Xiao Huan, but his eyes were scanning Gui Li, and he smiled and said: "In ancient times, the evil king of heaven created the world, and the holy mother of ghosts created all living things. This is a permanent and certain thing, how can you not believe it?

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Among the demonic sect, the two saints have always been respected, namely the Heavenly Shaming King and the Youming Holy Mother. Ordinary believers have always believed in it, but in the eyes of the righteous people, it is naturally a crooked way. However, Qin Wuyan said it lightly, but it seemed like he was questioning

What's normal.

Behind him, the invisible pressure on the street suddenly increased as he turned his head.

Gui Li slowly turned around to face him, and Qin Wuyan also turned around at the same time.

The two young men looked at each other coldly on this simple street.

There was silence all around, and Zhou Yixian suddenly felt a buzzing in his head, felt dizzy, and even his breathing became tense involuntarily. He looked around secretly, and after a while he found many people who seemed to have nothing to do with this place, or

Listening, or taking a peek, some even just stared directly at this place, holding the magic weapon in their hands, as if they were ready to kill at any time.

Gui Li's pupils shrank slightly, his voice became a little deeper, and he said: "Poisonous Young Master?"

The smile on Qin Wuyan's face gradually disappeared and he looked solemn, but his voice remained steady as he said, "Young Master Xue!"

"Snapped!"

Suddenly, a deep voice suddenly sounded in the field, and the two groups of people who were secretly and tensely confronting each other on the street were suddenly frightened. The originally tense scene was like a sharp roar in the silence, and was about to explode.

Even Gui Li and Qin Wuyan's expressions remained calm, and the corners of their eyes seemed to twitch slightly.

A slightly panicked and embarrassed voice sounded in the audience: "No, it's okay, I, I didn't mean it..."

Everyone looked at it, but it was Zhou Xian who was so nervous that he accidentally dropped the money he had just collected and dropped it on the ground with a muffled sound. Xiao Huan saw sweat on his forehead and glared at him angrily. Zhou Xian's face turned red and he said sarcastically.

He was speechless, but there was a shock in his heart.

In the past ten years, the power of the Demon Cult has grown greatly, and many young talents have emerged from the younger generation. Among them, the three most outstanding ones are collectively known as the "Three Young Masters" by those who have good intentions, namely: Qin Wuyan of the Ten Thousand Poison Sect, known as the "Three Young Masters".

He is called "Poisonous Young Master"; Ghost King Zong Gui Li is called "Blood Young Master"; and the remaining one is Jin Ping'er of Hehuan Sect, known as "Miao Young Master".

Among the four major sects of the Demonic Cult, only the younger generation of Changsheng Hall has no one above them, and there are few successors.

Over the years, these three young men have been the most influential people in the Demon Cult. They have already held great power in the sect at a young age. Wherever they go, there is bloodshed from time to time. Fighting and bloody battles are inevitable, but they have never had any relationship with each other.

They have met. Therefore, someone once said that when these three people finally face each other, I am afraid that will be the time when the real fight between the four major sects of the Demonic Cult begins.

At this moment, the two most powerful factions in the Demon Sect, the Wandu Sect and the Ghost King Sect, were facing each other as the two young men stared at each other.

The atmosphere in the venue was extremely quiet and tense. Zhou Yixian felt that he was almost out of breath. He wanted to secretly pack up the small ring and sneak away, but at this moment, he did not dare to act rashly, otherwise these two young people would be

The evil stars are famous all over the world, but I can never afford to offend them.

At this moment, Qin Wuyan suddenly smiled and said: "Brother Guili, I have long admired your name. Today I finally have the honor to meet you. What a blessing!"

His smile immediately eased the tense atmosphere a lot. Zhou Yixian almost immediately felt that the invisible pressure that had been suppressed from all directions began to slowly recede with his smile.

Although Gui Li did not smile, the expression on his face softened. In their hearts, they both knew that now was not the time for them to fight after all.

"Brother Qin, thank you very much."

As if the confrontation just now did not exist, Qin Wuyan smiled and said: "Brother Gui Li is coming here. I believe that the rare treasures in the Death Lake will not escape from my hands."

Gui Li looked at him deeply and suddenly said: "The world is big and Gui Li is a low-ranking person. If Senior Poison God wants this thing, as long as he opens his mouth, no one will dare to snatch it away."

Qin Wuyan's expression changed slightly, and he immediately said: "The family master has long since stopped caring about world affairs. Besides, if there is someone to belong to, it should be the senior Yu Yangzi of Changsheng Hall who runs this place."

Gui Li looked at him, nodded slowly, and said, "Brother Qin is right."

The two of them looked at each other and suddenly smiled. Qin Wuyan cupped his hands, turned around, and walked away with his hands behind his back. Seeing his elegant figure, if you didn't know his identity, you might think he was a handsome young man from the world.

As his figure walked further and further away, on the originally bustling street, the pedestrians who were coming and going just now suddenly started walking away and scattered, and half of them disappeared in a moment.

Gui Li slowly turned his head and his eyes fell on Xiao Huan standing aside. Xiao Huan's bright eyes looked at him without any fear.

Gui Li looked at her for a long time, then at Zhou Xian, and finally his eyes returned to Xiao Huan. Suddenly a faint smile appeared on his lips, and he whispered: "You have grown up."

That long-lost smile suddenly appeared, as if a ray of spring breeze melted some ice and snow, but it just passed by in a flash. By the time Xiao Huan came to his senses, Gui Li had already picked up the monkey Xiao Hui and headed west. The surrounding people

People either followed from afar or followed closely, and gradually most of them disappeared.

For some reason, Xiao Huan suddenly felt inexplicable confusion. She silently looked at the young man's back and saw that there seemed to be a crowd surrounding him in the distance, but no one dared to approach, except for the monkey on his shoulder.

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Even that figure seemed a bit desolate.

She watched silently, stunned.

"Hey, little girl!" Suddenly a loud shout sounded next to her.

Xiao Huan and Zhou Xian who were cleaning up were both surprised. When they looked around, they saw a strange-looking Taoist with a dog-like face standing in front of them, saying: "Little girl, you look like you are good at telling fortunes, so I will tell your fortune for you."

Taoist Wild Dog, tell me your fortune!"

Xiaohuan glanced at him and said: "Oh! What do you want to do, sir? Reading or reading words?"

The wild dog was about to speak when he suddenly heard a "squeak" sound coming from the side. Everyone was stunned, but for some reason, the monkey Xiao Hui ran back and ran to the fortune-telling stall in three steps and two steps.

He was spinning around, looking over and over at these three people.

The wild dog glared at Xiao Hui and said in a vicious voice: "Why are you urging me? Is your Taoist master going to eat this little girl?"

As he spoke, he turned around and said to Xiaohuan: "I can't read, so just show me my face."

Xiaohuan smiled slightly and said, "Sir, what do you want to ask?"

The wild dog was startled for a moment, frowned and thought for a moment, then said: "I, I have a heavy burden. Do you think I will make great achievements in the future?"

Xiaohuan stared at his face for a long time and said: "You have a strange face, one of a kind, but it is definitely not a strange appearance to achieve great achievements. The three lines on your forehead were born early, but the merit lines were pushed aside, and the merit lines were in the center.
To be continued...