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Chapter 93: Poisonous Kneeling

Leng Bufan glared at Qu Tianzhi fiercely, turned around, picked up Jiang Chen, and instantly stepped on his feet and came to Liu Yin's side.

He put Jiang Chen down and returned to Qinglong Terrace without saying a word.

"Brother Chen! Brother Chen! Wake up!" Liu Yin shook Jiang Chen's body vigorously, fearing that Jiang Chen would ignore him because he also felt the power of Qu Tianzhi's punch.

It hurt Qu Tianzhi so much that he wanted to kill him! But he knew he couldn't.

"Leave!" Leng Bufan said calmly while standing on the Qinglong Terrace. He was like an ice cube, without any emotions, and he was always so cold.

"What did you say?" Qu Tianzhi's eyes widened. Although he could not see Leng Bufan's state, he still felt that he could easily defeat the opponent. He was a master of the First Spirit Mirror, and he had been in the First Spirit Mirror for a year.

too much.

"Get out!" The Blood Knife Prodigal Son is a prodigal by nature, especially his cold appearance, like an iceberg. Seeing that Qu Tianzhi actually had the idea of ​​not leaving, his heart suddenly became angry. If I don't kill you, I will.

Because I thought this was Qinglong Terrace, I didn't take action. You actually wanted to die on your own. Then you can see the strength of my blood sword.

"Huh, if you tell me to get out, I'll get out!" Qu Tianzhi looked angry, holding each other tightly, always ready to fight Leng Bufan.

"Kill!" Leng Bufan suddenly lowered his head, as if he was deep in thought, and then raised his head instantly. He pulled out the three-foot sword behind him at a speed that ordinary people could not see, and then slashed it with one blow.

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Search! A sword of light and shadow, and the sword energy implying the artistic conception of light, instantly struck in front of Qu Tianzhi. Although he was a Jiling Mirror warrior, he still did not realize the artistic conception. Under the artistic conception of light, Li Na had no chance to react.

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The artistic conception of fast only focuses on a tachyon, while the artistic conception of light is not only fast, but also shining, and there are many kinds, such as dazzling light.

Leng Bufan let out a cold breath, but he realized the artistic conception of light, all because he had a deep understanding of light. His sword was called "Scorching Sun Sword". So he had to feel the feeling of his sword, and then

Hu Cong felt the artistic conception of light from the knife.

"Ah!" Qu Tianzhi was instantly thrown backwards like a kite with its string broken, and fell to the bottom of the Qinglong Platform without any obstruction. Everyone in the audience was silent, so quiet that no one could hear a movement.

"Master Blood Sword, don't mess with the rules of Qinglong Terrace!" the middle-aged man said tremblingly.

"Huh!" But Leng Bufan didn't say a word, just snorted coldly, glanced at the middle-aged man, and jumped off the Qinglong Terrace.

"Get out of the grassland, I don't want to see the Qu family here." Leng Bufan glanced back at Qu Tianzhi, who fell down under the stage, and said in the same cold tone.

Ah! Suddenly I heard a loud shout. It turned out that it was Qu Long who had broken through, but when he was crossing the barrier, his spiritual energy seemed to have gone through the wrong cycle, so his breakthrough was not so smooth.

"Thank you." Jiang Chen has been treated a little better by Liu Yin and others. At least his eyes have been opened. The punch just now directly hurt his heart, which made Jiang Chen extremely depressed.

Suddenly Jiang Chen realized that he was too arrogant and thought that he could defeat everything, so he became careless like this.

"People call me Blood Sword Prodigal Son!" Leng Bufan ignored Jiang Chen's thanks and introduced himself.

"My name is Jiang Chen." Jiang Chen smiled softly. He could tell that this man was also very aloof, but he had his own strength foundation, and he had just arrived in this strange place.

Qu Long broke through and originally wanted to seek revenge on Jiang Chen! But when he saw Qu Hu and Qu Hao really surrounding his father, he was shocked. Only when he went down did he realize that he had been beaten by Leng Bufan.

He wanted to take revenge, but he didn't have the strength. The breakthrough he just guessed had disrupted his foundation. He felt really unhappy, but there was no other way, so he had to go home with a few people. There was one more thing they wanted to do.

That is to leave the grassland.

"Grandpa, let's go!" Jiang Chen stood up slowly and said. Liu Yin nodded, turned around and glanced at Leng Bufan and said: "Brother Leng, I have heard your name for a long time. Thank you very much for today. Come to my house.

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Leng Bufan didn't say anything, he just nodded lightly and glanced at Jiang Chen who was struggling. He didn't help, and just walked away thinking about Liu Cun.

When Jiang Chen returned home, he sat directly in his room to recover from his injuries! Leng Bufan came to Liucun as a guest, but he still didn't say a word and only looked at the surrounding houses.

"Brother Leng! It's time to eat." Leng Bufan was looking at the scenery outside at the window sill. At this time, Liu Yin came over and asked. Because Jiang Chen was recovering from his injuries, he didn't call him to eat.

"Yes!" Leng Bufan nodded and followed Liu Yin to the village chief's room. The village chief warmly invited Leng Bufan to sit down, but Leng Bufan's expression changed instantly.

The cold face seemed to have a layer of frost on it, which shocked the village chief and Liu Yin, and stopped moving the chopsticks.

"Brother Leng, what's wrong?" Liu Yin asked softly, her voice moving.

"Poisonous!" Leng Bufan didn't explain, just said lightly, and then gave the village chief and Liu Yin a hard look, but Te felt that they were both equally surprised, so he knew it was not them who were scared to death here.

"What!" Liu Yin was so surprised that he couldn't speak. He cooked it himself tonight! No one had touched his food at all, so how did he get here?

"Brother Leng, we didn't do it!" Liu Yin quickly explained, but he felt that his explanation seemed to have no effect, so what should he do?

Leng Bufan glanced at Liu Yin lightly and said: I know. Then he stood up and walked out of the door.

Liu Yin kept thinking about how he was poisoned. Suddenly he thought, didn't he go to Jiang Chen's room to see Jiang Chen in the middle? Could it be when? Who could have administered the poison? Who could it be?

Woolen cloth?

"Yin'er, what's going on!" The prodigal son of the village chief Jian Xuedao left unexpectedly, and Xiang stayed but didn't know how to stay.

"I, I, grandpa, can't it be Dong Qi?" Liu Yin suddenly thought of the last time she was kidnapped by the Qu family, and Dong Qi lost one of his hands. Remembering that time Jiang Chen said that Dong Qi was a spy, she felt in her heart

Suddenly my hair stood on end.

"He is the one who poisoned him, and I have already killed him." At this time, the Blood Knife Prodigal Son said calmly, and then he threw a person in his hand.

ps: Brothers, second update, sent here, plus ten for recommendation, there will be more in the evening.


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