I am the only fairy in the world

Chapter 73 72. It's Hunting Time
Xining City, hundreds of grain shops.

basement.

After Qiu Leng got rid of Du Fangge, he came here, a contact point for the organization behind him.

He entered here, settled down, and no longer suppressed the injury with his true energy. Immediately, the energy and blood surged, his face suddenly turned pale, and he spit out a big mouthful of blood.

"Before, the backlash from the 'Secret Body Secret Technique' was even more serious than I imagined."

Qiu Leng wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, muttered to himself, and opened a box in front of him.

White mist came out.

Inside the box is a strange flower.

Its petals are as snow-like in color and crystal clear; while the veins and veins are faintly purple, magnificent and mysterious; the whole body exudes a hazy white air, lingering and lingering for a long time.

This is 'Purple Pattern Snow Epiphyllum', which Qiu Leng exchanged from the organization to heal his spiritual backlash.

"Crack! Kick!"

Qiu Leng chewed the flower and ate it raw.

Immediately.

He meditated silently and practiced exercises to recover from his injuries.

……

until dusk.

Only then did Qiu Leng wake up slowly, feeling that [-]% to [-]% of his mental damage had already recovered, and the rest was just a matter of hard work.

click!
He tugged on a lead beside him.

……

Jingle Bell!
Outside the grain store, the wind chimes sounded.

"Xiaocai, you greet me, I'll go in."

A middle-aged man with an ordinary face stood up and entered the room.

He is the person in charge of this contact point. His appearance is unremarkable and unremarkable. He is the kind who cannot be recognized at a glance when placed in the crowd.

For spies and the like, this is normal—as for the handsome ones, it's not about lurking, but giving away their heads.

Closer to home.

The middle-aged man came to the inner room, turned a vase, and the darkroom door opened.

"Are you hurt?"

"No." Qiu Leng shook his head.

"How much combat power has been recovered?"

"Sixty percent."

Qiu Leng spoke concisely, but subconsciously kept three points.

——It's not that he is suspicious by nature, but that he doesn't believe in anyone except himself.

"Sixty percent?"

The middle-aged man didn't get entangled in this issue, but said: "The reinforcements from above have arrived, you can go to find Du Fangge and get back the "Pure Yang Divine Art"."

"So fast?"

Qiu Leng frowned.

It stands to reason that even if the organization sends someone, it will never be so fast.

There is only one explanation for something strange, if there is no other hidden reason: the so-called reinforcements are just coping idiots.

It was the latter that he was worried about.

"Don't worry, it's not what you think."

The middle-aged man seemed to know what Qiu Leng was worried about. He smiled and explained: "It's okay to tell you. A few days ago, a divine bird appeared here. At that time, when the news came back, the people arranged by the organization left gone."

"As for Jun Wangtian's tomb last night, it was just an accident... But it's good to let that person deal with it for you first."

"Who is here?" Qiu Leng asked.

"Sima Yu."

"Who?"

Qiu Leng's usually calm face was slightly moved at this moment: "The 'Great Demon Hand' Sima Yu?"

In his mind, he recalled the information about this person: "The Great Demon Hand" Sima Li, born with brute force and infinite strength, can tear wolves, tigers and leopards alive, and fight wild boars and bears with physical strength.

However, the most dazzling achievement of this person is: a year ago, Du Guao, the master of Dudou, won the battle and tore him alive!
——Even though that Duguao is over 70 years old, nearly [-] years old, and his blood is decaying, it is still terrifying.

"Yes, your reinforcement is exactly him."

The middle-aged man nodded in confirmation.

What he didn't say was: Not only Sima Li, but even the top leader, because of Jun Wangtian's tomb, this time, there is a great possibility that he will come.

"it is good."

Qiu Leng confirmed that the reinforcements were not just a fake, so he was relieved: "Where is Du Fangge's position?"

"I don't know."

The middle-aged man shook his head: "That guy is not slippery, he hides tightly, and he can't find any hidden lines in the city."

"However, you can ask Sima Li. He grew up in the jungle and has a keen sense of beasts. Coupled with the special skills he has practiced, he can lock the breath of people within ten miles."

talking.

He handed over a piece of paper: "You can go to this address and look for Sima Yu. The inn where Du Fangge lived before is also located there, so you can take his breath."

"That nosy guy has done bad things many times and caused a lot of trouble for the organization. This time, let him shut up forever!"

heard.

Qiu Leng was silent for a moment before saying, "Okay."

……

Soon.

Qiu Leng found Sima Yu in an 'underground fighting field'.

arena.

The [-] meter tall man was none other than Sima Li.

Even though he was wearing a mask, he couldn't hide his eyes that were the size of copper bells, which made people feel cold; his upper body was naked, and his chest was muscular, as if the roots of an old tree were intertwined; his thighs were like a pair of pillars, thick and strong Very.

At this moment, opposite him was a swordsman dressed in black. Although he was not short, he looked like a dwarf compared to Sima Li.

Swish swish!
The black-clothed swordsman swiped forward with a light kung fu, and slashed out several chi-long sword auras.

——Only with this move, he was stronger than the 'Red Lady' Qu Ruyi and others that night.

but.

I see:

In Sima's hands, there was red-gold true energy wrapped in it, and with one blow, all the sword energy was shattered.

Immediately.

tread!tread!tread!
He smiled grimly and approached step by step.

……

In the stands below, a crowd of spectators and gamblers shouted loudly.

"Tear him off!"

"Brute bull, tear him apart!"

"Black Swordsman, fight back against him!"

"Exercise, exert yourself, haven't you eaten?"

……

Under the dim light, the atmosphere was extremely intense.

now.

Those spectators, even dignitaries and scholars, completely lost their public image. They all blushed, like madmen, shouting desperately, and ignored their hoarseness.

If Su Mu were here, he would be surprised to find that the mood swings here are extremely violent, which is not much worse than when he was storytelling, and even surpassed.

It's just that he doesn't necessarily like such a place.

……

Qiu Leng held the knife in his hand, just watching silently.

He somewhat understood why this fighting field was going to be built underground.

One is that there is little light here, which is convenient for sound insulation, etc.;
The second is that the venue is closed and the light is dim, which is convenient for creating an atmosphere and arousing the emotions of the audience.

——Even the lighting here is not using ordinary lanterns and torches, but fluorite, a special stone that can store luminescence when infused with true energy.For this reason, there are also "lamp slaves" who practice quick success and supply true energy.

At this time.

"ended."

Qiu coldly said something expressionless, then turned around suddenly.

next moment.

On the ring, Sima Yu grabbed the black-clothed swordsman, lifted him up by his legs, and split them in two.

Hiss!

The blood shot out, and the intestines and liver were scattered all over the ground, which was extremely bloody.

And it was accompanied by the crazy shouts of the audience in the stands below.

……

The ring is over.

Qiu Leng was in the background and saw Sima Yu. At this moment, there was a large scarlet scarlet on his body.

"Are you looking for me?"

Sima whispered, and looked over.

That gaze was full of aggression, as if looking at a prey, where to tear him apart.

"Yes."

Qiu Leng frowned in disgust, and the 'blood evil spirit' on his body radiated tit for tat.

Although he also kills without blinking an eye, he thinks that killing is an art, and he is quite disdainful of this kind of relying on brute force.

"You are good enough to be my opponent."

Sima Li smiled ferociously, and his aura emerged from his body. He rubbed his wrists, as if he would make a violent attack here in the next moment.

call!
Qiu Leng took a deep breath.

He knew: even if he was in good condition, he might not be this person's opponent. Now that he was injured, his strength was at least seven or eight, and he couldn't do anything to him.

"Organization, task."

Qiu Leng is not Tie Hanhan, he realized that 'the situation is not as good as others', so he took a step back and took the initiative to express his intention.

talking.

He took out a token and injected it with true energy, and the blood-red word 'Chou' on it disappeared in a flash.

——The material of this token is special, and it is tailor-made for each person. Only when the corresponding person injects true energy can the effect be activated, and it can be used to identify the identity.

"Oh, the original organization? It's a pity."

Sima Li licked his lips, restrained his momentum, and no longer had that hunting expression.

I just don't know if the "unfortunate" in his mouth is "it's a pity that Qiu Leng has entered the organization and entered this road of no return" or "it's a pity that Qiu Leng has entered the organization. He is one of his own and cannot be hunted. '

"What mission?"

"Hunting Du Fangge, this is the mission information."

As Qiu Leng said, he waved his hand and threw out the piece of paper that recorded the information.

"Oh?"

Sima Yu raised his hand to catch it, and scanned it carefully. A bloodthirsty smile appeared on his rough and slightly ferocious face: "When will we do it?"

"I'm free, it's up to you."

"Then now."

Sima Li went to change his clothes, took his weapon 'Kaishan Gilded Hammer', and left the 'underground fighting field' together with Qiu Leng.

……

A quarter of an hour later.

The inn where Du Fangge lived yesterday.

"How about it, can you lock the breath?"

Qiu Leng held the knife and asked expressionlessly.

"Shh!"

Sima Li raised a finger and placed it near his mouth.

Immediately.

He looked around the room, and slapped his hand suddenly. The strong wind howled, wrapped in golden-yellow true energy, and circled around the room for a week.

Hurala!
When the strong wind engulfing the golden infuriating energy returned, it unexpectedly brought with it a wisp of rich and unmelted white.

call!
Sima Li inhaled violently, like the sound of pulling a bellows, the breath like a small snake was sucked into his abdomen, making the veins between his brows twitch violently, and the sockets of his eyes turned red suddenly.

"I found you, how bold you are, and you're still in Xining City... Down here, it's hunting time!"

"Suck it!"

Sima Li licked his lower lip, a bloodthirsty light flashed in his eyes.

boom!
With a sudden step on his right foot, the wooden planks under his feet were cracked inch by inch, and his whole body shot out like a cannonball, sweeping two or three feet away.

"Sima Yu is more violent and bloodthirsty in this state, but his sanity seems to have declined. Is it the combination of exercises and spiritual mysteries?"

Qiu Leng thought to himself, and performed lightness kung fu, following him like a shadow.

……

(End of this chapter)