Fortune Shrine

Chapter 390 Night Attack

"Don't worry! Your lady will be back soon."

Seeing Xiaodie's sad appearance, Fang Yi couldn't help comforting him.

"Really?"

Xiao Die was overjoyed when he heard that, and looked at Fang Yi expectantly.

Fang Yi smiled and nodded. Although he didn't know when Luo Qianxue would come out, Luo Qianxue was obviously not in danger, and it was only a matter of time before she came back.

"Great!"

After getting Fang Yi's affirmative answer, Xiao Die seemed extremely happy.

It's no wonder that the maids in the big courtyard are quite pitiful once they lose their masters.

Xiaodie wiped away her tears and was about to say goodbye and leave.

But at this time, she seemed to remember that she hadn't answered Fang Yi's question, and she apologized quickly: "My lord, this slave girl got carried away for a while, I hope you can forgive me, Master Fan should be in the mansion at the moment, do you want this slave girl to report?"

"never mind!"

Fang Yi smiled, and then waved his hand. He just asked casually. As for the meeting, it's still early.

It's not that Fang Yi is entrusting him with big things, but he wants to know if Luo Wan'an has any other purpose in inviting him so kindly.

If he met Luo Qianfan too soon, he might not want to know anything.

After dinner, the sky gradually darkened.

This afternoon seemed extraordinarily peaceful, Fang Yi was a little surprised.

After all, Luo Qianjun was also the son of the great elder of the Luo family. He had an arm crippled by himself, and it was as if nothing had happened.

This Elder Luoqian is quite tolerant.

Could it be that Luo Wan'an played a role?

Fang Yi nodded subconsciously, it seemed that this was the only possibility.

It's just that Luo Wan'an is just an ordinary deacon in Luojia. Does his words really work?

Fang Yi was a little skeptical, but he didn't bother to take it to heart, at worst, soldiers came to stop him.

Withdrawing his thoughts, Fang Yi stretched.

During this period of time, he had never had a good rest in the bronze man's secret realm.

It's time to take a break now, and get enough energy to go around the city tomorrow, and inquire about the teleportation beads and Lord Qin by the way.

After making up his mind, Fang Yi slowly fell asleep.

At night, a bright moon hangs high in the sky.

shuttle!

Suddenly, a black shadow came towards the moonlight at an extremely fast speed, like a ghost, and landed in front of Fang Yi's residence within a few ups and downs.

Immediately afterwards, another black shadow fell.

"right here?"

asked the black shadow earlier.

After that, the black shadow nodded affirmatively, and then said: "Be careful, this kid is not simple."

"What a fuss!"

The black shadow before was obviously a little impatient, he waved his hand and said: "You step back first, I want to see if he is really as powerful as you said."

Later, the black shadow hesitated to speak, but finally retreated.

In the field, only a black shadow remained.

The black figure slowly pulled out the long sword, and slowly pushed open the door.

"coming!"

The door hadn't been fully opened yet, only a voice sounded from inside the room.

The black figure was obviously taken aback, then straightened up and walked in swaggeringly.

The owner of the voice was naturally Fang Yi, who had already woken up when the black shadow had just arrived.

Since the birth of Divine Sense, Fang Yi's sensitivity to the surroundings has also become more sensitive.

This is because there is no condensed connection, and it will be even more remarkable if the divine sense breaks through in time.

"Boy, you really have some skills!"

The black shadow entered the room and looked at Fang Yi with great interest.

At the same time, Fang Yi was also looking at the black figure, but the black figure was covering his face at the moment, so he couldn't see his face clearly.

However, from his expression and demeanor, it is not difficult to see that the other party should be a middle-aged man in his 50s or [-]s.

"In the middle of the night, disturbing people's dreams, even if you are the owner here."

Fang Yi's tone was flat, but his face gradually turned cold.

"Hahaha! What a big tone, let me see how capable you are."

The middle-aged man laughed loudly, and then he raised his sword and attacked.

Immediately, the sword light shone, and the dark room was illuminated brightly.

Boom boom boom!

When the sword fell, the air seemed to be unable to bear the energy, and it was torn apart.

Under the sword peak, everything seemed to be frozen, unable to move at all.

Earth veins!

Fang Yi couldn't help being slightly startled, facing the middle-aged man's sword, he seemed to be facing Jian Wuya.

It's just that compared to Jian Wuya, this middle-aged man is slightly inferior.

"But so!"

Fang Yi sneered, and at the same time Tai'a sword lightly swiped.

brush!

The frozen space was instantly torn apart, and at the same time, a bone-piercing chill swept out.

The moisture in the air instantly condensed into a blossoming white ice lotus, which was bitingly cold.

The middle-aged man couldn't help being taken aback, and then a hint of ecstasy appeared on his face.

Seeing the expression of the middle-aged man, Fang Yi couldn't help but sigh secretly.

In fact, he used this sword deliberately, just to see the opponent's reaction.

Now it seems that everything is as he expected, Luo Wan'an invited himself to Luo's house entirely for the sake of Binglian Jiange.

Unfortunately, he chose the stupidest method.

"Boy, you really know the ice lotus sword song, hand over the ice lotus sword song, and I will spare you."

The middle-aged man let out a yell, apparently no longer wanting to hide his purpose anymore.

"If I say no, I'm afraid you won't believe it?"

Fang Yi sneered.

"Boy, stop your sophistry. If you don't have it, where did you learn the Binglian sword song, and quickly recruit it."

The middle-aged man obviously didn't believe Fang Yi's words.

Fang Yi didn't know, and he didn't bother to explain right now, besides, he didn't need to explain to anyone at all.

"If you want to know, then see if you are qualified enough?"

As Fang Yi said, he was no longer polite at the moment, the long sword in his hand became more and more fierce, the surrounding chill became more and more intense, and the whole room was like an ice cellar.

Boom boom boom!

The battle became more and more intense, and the middle-aged man's face became more and more ugly.

He never dreamed that a martial artist in the tenth level of the Divine Spring Realm would force him to know where to start.

However, Fang Yi's tyranny also made him look forward to Binglian Sword Song.

"Boy, as long as you hand over the Binglian Sword Song, I promise that Luojia will treat you as a guest of honor, how about it?"

The middle-aged man couldn't hold Fang Yi for a while, so he began to try other methods.

However, the matter has come to this point, how could Fang Yi agree.

"Honored guest? Hmph, is this how you treat your honored guest at Luojia?"

Fang Yi sneered, "Why don't you change the conditions, you commit suicide now, and I will tell you the whereabouts of Binglian Jiange."

"Bastard!"

The middle-aged man was furious, "You really think I'm afraid you won't succeed, don't toast or eat fine wine, you are now at home, you can't escape, I advise you to hand over the Binglian Sword Song obediently, otherwise, I will I want you to live rather than die."

(End of this chapter)