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The sudden scream was beyond everyone's expectations.
Just because after a fierce battle at the scene, the ghost market reached its peak in one fell swoop. The oppressive feeling of this force is tangible. If you want to break through its shackles, you must defeat the accumulation of layers of momentum.
The haze formed in the heart.
To achieve this step, it is not only necessary to rely on hard power, but also involves Xuanzhiyuan's mental strength and will.
Even if this is possible, it is not enough, because a strange force field has been briefly formed in the square with Qin Fan as the center. If you want to get rid of the suppression of the force field, you must endure its backlash.
Even if Bi Xiuxin's target is Shi Zhixuan, the one farthest from the center of the force field in the Ghost City team, she will inevitably suffer huge trauma!
puff--!
really!
As the angry shouts resounded through the sky, the next second, bits of blood sprayed out. Bi Xiuxin, who was originally elegant and beautiful, with a blue heart, was like a broken doll, with cracks appearing on her white jade skin.
, as the blood seeped out crazily, she was like a miserable corpse lying in a pool of blood.
But everyone noticed that she was not dead.
Those eyes filled with overwhelming resentment, like endless flames burning in the depths of their eyes, were still staring at the figure who was still walking in the team.
She could clearly see that the figure was trembling slightly. The hood that covered most of his face made it impossible for her to know his current expression. However, looking at it from the angle where she fell to the ground, she could notice that the other person was tightly
He bit his lip, causing a trace of blood to flow from the corner of his mouth.
"stone......"
At this moment, it was difficult for her to make a sound anymore. Her vitality was rapidly declining due to the backlash from the force field.
Immediately, Situ Qing on the side quickly fed her a pill, and then frowned slightly as he looked at the people in the ghost market who were already seated at the first seat on the left.
Wutian Demon Sect prepared a total of eight seats for them, but only six people sat down.
Even if there are still two empty seats, other people choose to stand at the back.
And soon his eyes were locked on the man whom Bi Xiuxin screamed, because only that man's eyes were full of pain, looking at the location of Cihang's lineage.
Immediately afterwards, Situ Qing's eyes moved to his leader who had opened his eyes. The two happened to be looking at each other. After Situ Qing nodded slightly, he handed Bi Xiuxin, who had temporarily stabilized his injury, to Shangguan Feiyan who was beside him, who was a little confused.
Then he walked up to Master Zhining and said:
"She is a disciple of your Cihang lineage."
Master Zhining raised her eyes. She did not say anything immediately. She just stared at Situ Qing for a few seconds before replying:
"Yes, she is a disciple of Cihang's lineage, and her past grievances need to be accounted for."
Fan Qinghui, who was originally close to Kong Tao, has quietly returned to the team.
She first glanced at Bi Xiuxin. Even though she was seriously injured, her eyes were still firmly fixed on Shi Zhixuan (A'er), and then in this exceptionally quiet atmosphere, she took the initiative to tell a story.
And its voice was particularly loud at this moment. At least it seemed that except for the hero and heroine in the story, everyone else was firmly attracted by the content.
The beginning of this story is wonderful.
A talented young man who came from one of the eight wealthy families met Cihang, a descendant of the saint who traveled around the world.
The handsome man and the beautiful woman got together because of a dispute in the rivers and lakes. They had a passion for justice. In the process of exposing the darkness again and again, they gradually got closer, and then they were deeply attracted by each other's charm.
For this love that they met by fate, the descendant of the saint resolutely gave up his identity, and just wanted to spend the rest of his life with that talented young man. They had the best expectations for the future, but the descendant of the saint encountered a deception
Set up a situation.
This is a dirty conspiracy from the family of the talented young man, and it is also the most vicious blood curse of this top family.
She gave birth to a stillborn child, resulting in lifelong infertility. The Cihang Sword Code she practiced was broken, and twenty years of hard work were in vain. After that, she did not get the support she deserved from the young people, and she did not wait for the right treatment.
The revenge that the family deserves.
On the contrary, the young man disappeared without a trace when she was at her most desperate and helpless.
The story ends abruptly here.
There is no need to say more about the rest, because the ending may happen today.
At this moment, everyone looked at Shi Zhixuan, who was standing behind Qin Fan, and their eyes obviously became a little contemptuous, but a few people were thoughtful.
They knew that twenty years ago, a civil strife broke out in the Yunyue Shi Clan, and the planned elders' hall was slaughtered by Shi Zhixuan, the heir to the clan leader who had been trained by his own family. Later, it was rumored that he died at the hands of the previous head of the Shi family.
But the head of the Shi family was also seriously injured and passed away not long after.
Therefore, the story Fan Qinghui tells is entirely from the woman's perspective, and part of the truth is deliberately obscured by her.
This incident is even more of a scandal for the Shi family. The prestige of the eight major families twenty years ago was enough to completely hide it, and only a handful of high-level officials from all parties could know about it.
Nowadays, naturally no one will stand up to clarify Shi Zhixuan.
Because some people have realized that this will be an excellent opportunity to attack the ghost market!
"It's a bit difficult." Yun Hongce subconsciously wanted to touch the corner of his forehead, but in the end he chose to put his thumb in his mouth. His eyes first looked towards the hood, and his whole body almost blended into the shadows.
Ah Er.
Then he whispered to Qin Fan beside him:
"Lord Ghost Lord, this story... comes from an evil person."
"I know." Qin Fan nodded.
His gaze seemed to accidentally glance at Qi Sheng, who was looking a little nervous. After Qi Sheng took a deep breath, he gave him a confirming look. Seeing this, Qin Fan changed his voice.
"Don't worry, military advisor. If I didn't tell you about this in advance, it won't be your fault."
"Did Master Ghost Lord have a plan in advance?"
"No, when it comes to personal privacy issues, I prefer to let them resolve it personally."
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "But now this matter is not limited to individuals."
"It's still a small personal grudge now."
Yun Hongce raised his eyebrows, and then looked at the Zen group on the side. Black Maitreya, Black Tathagata and Black Randen all held a string of Buddhist beads in their hands. They seemed to be concentrating with their eyes closed. The so-called story did not affect them.
them.
Even though some monks behind him showed angry expressions that seemed to be caused by sympathy, before the three Buddhas said anything, they only dared to secretly glare at Ah Er.
As for the Northern Barbarian team, there was no sympathy. Tuoba Bodhisattva kept a cold face and his eyes were completely fixed on Qiao Ba
nice.
The three northern barbarian kings standing behind him were also similar.
There was resentment in Murong Longcheng's eyes. From time to time he glanced at Huang Tiangui secretly, and then quickly lowered his head. He didn't know what he was secretly planning in his heart.
Li Ruohai frowned slightly and looked at Ye Di, who was sitting on the other side of Qin Fan. Logically speaking, his personality would be the most susceptible to the influence of this story, but at the level of the Ten Kings of the Northern Barbarians, for the Yunyue Shi Clan,
That's something I know very well.
Knowing the truth, he would not be so foolish as to be treated as a gun.
As for Gong Wu, he was grinning a big and cheerful mouth and letting out low laughter from time to time. This laughter seemed particularly harsh in the background at this moment. However, when someone looked at the source of the laughter with dissatisfaction, they confirmed that it belonged to the Ghost Car Royal Family.
After that psychosis, I no longer find it strange.
Then Yun Hongce looked at Daoyu Cihang's strange team. The disciples and Taoists standing behind him immediately showed their sympathy for Bi Xiuxin and their anger towards the talented young man who almost revealed his identity.
.
But among the five people sitting in front, the two brothers Mu Shi and Hei Maitreya were in a similar situation. They were holding the Taoist seal in one hand and reading some Taoist scriptures in their mouths. Li Chungang directly responded to Yun Hongce's gaze.
He even made a booger flicking gesture for him.
It was obvious that the Daoyu side was not ready to show off. Even Ning Daoqi, who stood like a primary school student, was deliberately and loudly reprimanding Shi Zhixuan for what he had done, as if he wanted to get a response from the two brothers, Mu and Shi.
But after shouting twice, he consciously became quiet.
So the remaining key...
Yun Hongce's eyes moved to the team belonging to Prince Wuwei's Palace directly opposite. It happened that the man in armor was also looking at him. Suddenly, a sound like thunder rang in his ears. Before Yun Hongce could think about it carefully,
Observing, he quickly looked away.
"Lord Ghost Lord, that man..."
"He's not the key this time."
"what do you mean?"
"wait."
"?"
Yun Hongce raised his eyebrows slightly, then looked towards the sky.
Under the dark clouds caused by the arrival of the ghost market, a morning glow seemed to break out, and then the phoenix's cry resounded throughout the heaven and earth, shaking the sky. This time, hundreds of phoenixes came into the world, completely tearing apart the darkness that covered the sky and the earth in one fell swoop!
"coming."
As Qin Fan finished his words, a poem trumpet broke the slightly depressing atmosphere.
[The moon is light, where can I find the owl in the sky? The world is unparalleled! The jade phoenix is coming, the red feather dances in Kyushu, the common master of the world!]
He is no longer dressed like a handsome young man before. He is now wearing a red brocade robe, with long hair hanging down his waist, and a jade phoenix heart that is as soft as clouds.
But it also makes people dare not have any thoughts or daydreams, for fear of blaspheming her holy elegance.
The first time she looked at Qin Fan, he lost the friendliness and closeness in the past, and there was a sense of superiority in his indifference and coldness. And because the ghost market occupied the first seat on the left, she subconsciously frowned.
Slightly wrinkled.
And she did not choose the third seat, but looked at Master Zhining, who was from Cihang's lineage.
"Master Tai was just going to ask for an explanation, right? We are both women, and I feel very sorry for this girl Bi's experience, so I, Daxuan, am also willing to contribute."
But before Master Zhi Ning could speak to him, Qin Fan spoke first:
"Are you sure you can represent Daxuan?"
"At least you are more qualified than King Zhennan."
The suddenly tense atmosphere made everyone at the scene nervous. Especially Huang Tiangui, who had witnessed the growth of the ghost city as the Jade Phoenix Heart as a land host, expressed his confusion about this inexplicable rebellion.
However, Qin Fan's next words made him even more confused.
"Really, come on."
Qin Fan chuckled lightly, and the pity and sarcasm contained in this laughter could be heard even by Gong Wu, an intermittent psychopath.
Yuhuangxin was silent. After staring at Qin Fan for a few seconds, she turned sideways and said:
"Master Hall Master, could you please give me an explanation for that Miss Bi?"
"yes."
With a response, the sky-covering force rose into the sky. Only then did everyone notice the man following Yuhuang Xin. He had deliberately concealed his aura before, but now it all exploded, making them feel frightened.
"Teacher Xiu...it's you indeed." The man in battle armor sitting in the center of Prince Wuwei's palace said.
"Yue Chi Zong."
Shixiu's momentum subsided slightly, and he looked at the man in armor with a solemn expression.
Then his eyes moved to Situ Qing. He had seen everything that had just happened from a distance. Then he sneered and said:
"Is this not your style, or do you have another mission?"
"Whether there is or not, there should be no conflict with you at the moment."
"good."
"We can even work together once."
"is it necessary?"
"Ghost Lord...Qin Fan..."
Shi Xiu raised his eyebrows. He clearly noticed that when the other party said the word 'Qin', his tone was a little more serious.
Then he nodded slightly, and Yue Chizong also stood up directly.
He said to Qin Fan:
"The past grudges really need to be settled. If we hand over this Shi Zhixuan, everything that follows will have nothing to do with the ghost market."
Qin Fan raised his eyes to look at Yue Chizong, and then took off the mask. His slightly pale face looked particularly weak. After he coughed a few times, dots of blood appeared in the corners of his mouth, and Qin Fan wiped it clean with a handkerchief skillfully and said.
"It's a clumsy and stupid tactic."
After saying this, he put his chin on his 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 begun to gather momentum, stopped their urge to stand up and fight the enemy after hearing Qin Fan's message.
At this moment, Dang Qianmie and Man Yanqing, who were standing behind Yun Hongce, were completely confused!
Is the Lord of the Ghost Market so crazy? Or is he resigned to his fate? Faced with two powerful auras that can crush him to death, as one of the four famous kings of the demon clan, he is really just like two little ones.
Trembling like a chicken.
Yue Chizong's almost indifferent and disdainful attitude towards Qin Fan was inevitably aroused. He and Shi Xiu looked at each other in tacit understanding, and as a storm rose under their feet, the two of them moved in the direction of Qin Fan.
Pounce!
It was also at this critical moment that the dark storm that destroyed the world and the icy pale wind disaster fell from the sky. The moment they were about to hit the ground, the sweeping black and white wind turned into dozens of dragon-shaped swords and headed towards them.
Shi Xiu and Yue Chizong angrily ran away from the direction they were attacking!
Bang!X2
The sudden attack caused Shi Xiu and Yue Chizong to be knocked away directly. They looked at the black and white wind dragon that was still rushing towards them in shock, and said angrily:
"He Fangxiao is so young!" X2
And in the center of the storm, two poetic trumpets resounded throughout the world!
[The stream of light is like fireflies, dark whispers are flying, and the mist is solitary in the night sky! The sky is shaking, the earth is covering the sky, and the sword buries ten thousand bones and the wind never ends! 】
[The falling stars and frost return to the night in mourning. Thousands of pride are as brilliant as the moonlight. The moon shines in the sky! It turns into a silent song and falls into the world of mortals. Everything looks like suffering, and the lonely rain falls! 】