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The sudden scream sounded beyond everyone's expectations.
It was just because after a confrontation of energy on the scene, the peak of the ghost market was achieved in one fell swoop. The oppression of this momentum was truly visible. If you want to break through its constraints, you must defeat the haze in your heart formed by the accumulation of layers of momentum.
To achieve this step, it is not only necessary to rely on hard power, but also involves mysterious and mysterious mental power and will.
Even if you can do this, it is not enough, because the square has been centered on Qin Fan, and a strange force field has been formed briefly. If you want to get rid of the suppression of the force field, you must withstand its backlash.
Even if Bi Xiuxin’s target is Shi Zhixuan, the one in the Ghost Market who is close to the center of the force field, she will inevitably suffer huge trauma!
puff--!
really!
As the shouts filled with anger resounded through the sky, the next second, blood rain squirted out. The originally elegant and beautiful Bi Xiuxin, who was originally elegant and elegant, was like a broken doll, and cracks appeared on her white jade skin. As the blood oozed out wildly, she was like a sad and beautiful corpse falling in a pool of blood.
It was just that everyone noticed that she was not dead.
The pair of pupils filled with resentment, like endless flames burning deep in the eyes, were still staring at the figure still in the walking team.
She clearly saw the figure trembling slightly, almost covering most of her face, making it impossible for her to know her current expression. However, from the perspective of her falling to the ground, she could notice that the other party was biting her lips tightly, so that a blood stain came out of the corner of her mouth.
"stone......"
At this moment, it was difficult for her to make another sound. Her vitality was rapidly declining by the force field.
Then Situ Qing, who was standing beside him, quickly frowned and looked at the people in the ghost market who had already sat on the left.
The Wutian Demon Sect prepared a total of eight seats for it, but only six people sat down.
Even if there are two vacant seats, the others choose to stand behind.
Soon his gaze was locked, and the man Bi Xiuxin shouted, because only the man's eyes looked at the location of Cihang's lineage full of pain.
Immediately afterwards, Situ Qing's gaze moved to the leader who had opened his eyes. The two of them looked at each other. Situ Qing nodded slightly and handed Bi Xiuxin, who had temporarily stabilized her injuries, to Shangguan Feiyan, who was a little confused.
Then he walked to Master Zhining and said:
"She is a disciple of your Cihang lineage."
Master Zhining raised her eyes, but she didn't speak immediately, but stared at Situ Qing for a few seconds before answering:
"Yes, she is a disciple of Cihang's lineage, and her past grievances need to be explained."
Fan Qinghui, who was already close to the vacant trap, has quietly returned to the team.
She took a look at Bi Xiuxin, who was seriously injured, even though she was still firmly locked in Shi Zhixuan (A Er), and then took the initiative to tell a story in this extremely quiet atmosphere.
At this moment, its voice was also particularly loud. At least it seemed that except for the male and female protagonists in the story, everyone else was firmly attracted by the content.
The beginning of this story is beautiful.
A genius young man from one of the eight major families of wealthy families met the successor of the saint who was the Cihang lineage.
The handsome man and beautiful woman have a passion for justice because of a dispute over the world. In the process of exposing the darkness again and again, they gradually get closer and are deeply attracted by the charm between each other.
For this love that was met by fate, the Saint Successor resolutely gave up his identity and just wanted to spend the rest of his life with the genius young man. They had the best expectations for the future, but the Saint Successor ushered in a deception setting.
This is a dirty conspiracy from the family where the genius young man is located, and it is also the most vicious blood curse of this top family itself.
She gave birth to a stillbirth, resulting in lifelong infertility. The Cihang Sword Book she practiced was defeated. Twenty years of hard work were wasted. After that, she did not get the support she deserved from the young man, nor did she wait for the revenge she deserved for the family.
On the contrary, the young man disappeared without a trace when she was most desperate and helpless.
The story comes to an abrupt end here.
There is no need to say more about the rest, because the ending may be staged today.
At this moment, everyone looked at Shi Zhixuan standing behind Qin Fan, and his eyes became obviously a little contempt, but a few people were thinking.
They knew that twenty years ago, a civil strife broke out in the Yunyue Shi family. The original Elder Hall was slaughtered by Shi Zhixuan, the heir of the clan leader who was trained by his own family. It was then rumored to die at the hands of the predecessor of the Shi family.
But the head of the Shi family was also seriously injured and passed away soon.
Therefore, the story told by Fan Qinghui is completely from the perspective of the woman, and some of the truth is deliberately concealed by him.
This incident was even more of a scandal for the Shi family. With the prestige of the eight major families twenty years ago, it was enough to completely hide it. Only a very small number of senior executives of various forces could know about it.
Naturally, no one will stand up to clarify for Shi Zhixuan now.
Because some people have discovered that this will be an excellent opportunity to launch a criticism against the ghost market!
"It's a bit difficult." Yun Hongce subconsciously wanted to touch the small corner of his forehead again, but in the end he chose to put his thumb in his mouth. His gaze first looked at A Er who was pressing his hood and almost melting into the shadow.
Then he whispered to Qin Fan beside him:
"Ghost Lord, this story... is not good at coming."
"I know." Qin Fan nodded.
His eyes seemed to be inadvertently aiming at Qi Sheng, who looked a little nervous. After taking a deep breath, Qi Sheng gave him a positive look. Seeing this, Qin Fan changed his voice.
"Don't worry, if you didn't tell you in advance, this matter would naturally not become your fault."
"Did Lord Ghost Master have already decided on his plan?"
"No, it involves personal privacy issues, I prefer to let them solve them personally."
This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! "But now this matter is not limited to individuals."
"It's still a small personal grudge now."
Yun Hongce raised his eyebrows, then looked at the Zen sects beside him, Hei Maitreya, Hei Tathagata and Hei Randeng, all of whom were holding a string of Buddhist beads in their hands, and seemed to be closing their eyes to rest. The so-called story did not affect them.
Even though some monks behind him showed an angry expression that seemed to be caused by sympathy, they only dared to secretly glar at A Er before the three Buddhas spoke.
As for the Beiman team, there was no sympathy. Tuoba Bodhisattva kept his face cold, and his eyes were completely fixed on Qiao Baxian. What is the successor of the saint, what is the infatuation and hatred? No matter how good the story sounds, it is not as good as Qiao Baxian.
The three kings of the Northern Barbarians standing behind him are almost the same.
Murong Longcheng had resentment hidden in his eyes. He secretly glanced at Huang Tiangui from time to time, and then lowered his head quickly, not knowing what he was secretly lying in his heart.
Li Ruohai looked at the Ye Emperor sitting on the other side of Qin Fan with a frown. It is logical that his personality is most easily affected by this story, but at the level of the Ten Kings of the Northern Barbarians, he knew the little things about Yunyue Shishi.
He knows the truth, and he will not be foolish and treated as a gun.
As for Gong Wu, he was grinning with a cheerful mouth and laughing from time to time. The laughter seemed particularly harsh against the background at this moment, but when someone looked at the source of the laughter with dissatisfaction and confirmed that it was the psychopath of the Ghost Car Royal Family, he didn't feel strange.
Then Yun Hongce looked at the strange team of Cihang, a Taoist corps in the Dao Realm. The disciples and Taoists standing behind immediately showed their sympathy for Bi Xiuxin and their anger towards the genius young man who was almost explicit in their identity.
But among the five people sitting in front, the two brothers Mu Shi were similar to Hei Maitreya. They pinched the Taoist seal with one hand and were not sure which Taoist scripture was being recited. Li Chungang directly responded to Yun Hongce's gaze and even made him a booze.
Obviously, the Dao Domain is not ready to make a comeback. Even Ning Daoqi, who seems to be a primary school student, is deliberately scolding Shi Zhixuan for his actions, as if he wants to get the response of the two brothers Mu and Shi.
But after shouting twice, he felt quiet.
So the remaining key...
Yun Hongce's gaze moved to the team directly opposite the Wuwei Prince's Mansion. The man in armor was also looking at him. It was like a thunder sounding in his ears. Before Yun Hongce could observe carefully, he quickly looked away.
"Ghost Lord, that man..."
"He is not the key to this time."
"What do you mean?"
"wait."
"?"
Yun Hongce raised his eyebrows slightly, and then looked at the sky.
Under the dark clouds formed by the arrival of the ghost market, the morning glow seemed to break out, and then the phoenix sounded through the heaven and earth, trembling in the sky. This time, hundreds of phoenixes came to the world, completely tearing the darkness that covered the sky and the earth in one fell swoop!
"Here you come."
As Qin Fan's words fell, a poem broke the current slightly depressing atmosphere.
[The mysterious moon is light, where is the sky owl looking for? The country is vast! The jade phoenix is ​​coming, the red feathers dance in the nine provinces, and the world is dominated by the people!]
She is no longer the appearance of a handsome boy before. She is wearing a red brocade robe, with long hair hanging down, and her jade phoenix heart with light and soft hair, showing her majestic momentum. Her body is perfect and full of charm, but she makes people dare not have any thoughts and imagination, for fear of blaspheming her holy elegance.
At the first moment, she looked at Qin Fan, reducing her past friendship and closeness. She was indifferent and cold, and she felt a sense of high above. Because the ghost market occupied the first seat on the left, she subconsciously frowned slightly.
She did not choose the third seat, but just looked at Master Zhining from Cihang's lineage.
"Just just now, is the master going to ask for an explanation? Both are women. I am very pity for this girl Bi's experience, so I, Daxuan, are willing to do my part."
But before Master Ning could speak, Qin Fan said first:
"Are you sure you can represent Da Xuan?"
"At least you are more qualified than Zhennan King."
Suddenly, the tense atmosphere was aroused, and everyone at the scene couldn't help but become nervous, especially when he witnessed the Huang Tiangui, who had once supported the ghost market as a diwali, who had grown up to this inexplicable rebellion, he expressed his confusion about this inexplicable rebellion.
However, Qin Fan's next words made him even more confused.
"So, come on."
Qin Fan chuckled, and the pity and sarcasm contained in this laughter could be heard even if he was an intermittent mental illness like Gong Wu.
Yu Huangxin was silent. She stared at Qin Fan for a few seconds and said sideways:
"Master Master, please ask for an explanation for that girl Bi."
"yes."
With a response, Gai Tian's momentum surged into the sky. Only then did everyone notice that the man who followed Yu Huangxin deliberately hid his breath before, but now all of them exploded, making them feel trembling.
"Shi Shu... It's you." The man in armor sitting in the center of the Wuwei Palace spoke.
"Yue Chizong."
Shi Xiu's momentum was slightly restrained and he looked at the man in the armor with a serious expression.
Then his eyes turned to Situ Qing. Everything that had just happened had been completely seen from a distance by him. Then he sneered:
"Is this your style, or do you have another task?"
"Whether there is or not, there should be no conflict with you right now."
"good."
"Even, we can work together once."
“Is it necessary?”
"Ghost Lord...Qin Fan..."
Shi Xiu raised his eyebrows, and he clearly noticed that the other party was talking about the word "Qin" and his tone became three points heavier.
Then he nodded slightly, and Yue Chizong also stood up directly.
He said to Qin Fan:
"The past grievances really need to be settled. If you hand over this Shi Zhixuan, everything that follows will have nothing to do with the Ghost Market."
Qin Fan raised his eyes and looked at Yue Chi Zong, then took his mask, his slightly pale face looked particularly weak. As he coughed a few times, blood red appeared on the corners of his mouth. Qin Fan skillfully wiped it with a handkerchief and said.
"A very clumsy and stupid plan to attack."
After saying this, he held his cheek with one hand and narrowed his eyes slightly, as if he didn't care about the threat in front of him.
Qiao Baxian and Huang Tiangui, who had already begun to gather momentum, stopped their urge to stand up and face the enemy because they heard Qin Fan's voice transmission.
At this moment, Dang Qianmii and Man Yanqing, who were standing behind Yun Hongce, were completely confused!
Is the Lord of the Ghost Market so crazy? Or is it that he has accepted his fate and is waiting to die. Faced with two powerful auras that can almost crush him to death, as the second of the four famous Heavenly Kings of the Demon Clan, he is really trembling like two little chickens.
Yue Chizong's almost ignorant disdainful attitude towards Qin Fan was inevitably aroused a little anger. He and Shi Xiu looked at each other tacitly, and as a storm arose under his feet, the two of them rushed towards Qin Fan!
It was also at this critical moment that the dark storm that destroyed the world and the cold and raging pale winds fell from the sky. When they were about to hit the ground, the sweeping black and white wind turned into dozens of dragon-shaped sword force, and they collided angrily towards the direction where Shi Xiu and Yue Chi Zong attacked!
Bang! X2
The sudden attack made Shi Xiu and Yue Chi Zong be knocked out directly. The two looked at the black and white wind dragon that was still rushing towards them, and said angrily:
"Who is the little girl!" X2
And in the center of the storm, two vocal slogans that resounded through the world came out!
[The flowing light is like a firefly, the flying traces are flying, the lonely geese are alone in the sky at night! The sky sways the universe, the earth covers the sky, and the sword buried the bones of thousands of bones without end!]
Chapter completed!
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