The debt repayment life of the full-level metaphysics

Chapter 1250 The Miserable Qu Lin

Yu Yayoi's expression sank, "You mean, let me kill her?"

Representative Dahe said meaningfully: "It's okay not to kill her, as long as she can't continue the game."

Yu Yayoi didn't even think about it: "Impossible."

Representative Dahe was taken aback, "Yayoi, do you know what you're talking about?"

Yu Yayoi's expression remained unchanged: "I know what I'm talking about. She has the ability. She won the first place and won the game. I admire her. She played fairly and justly. If I lose, it means that my skills are inferior to others. I won't use it. Other indecent means."

After finishing speaking, he bowed to the representative of Dahe.

Then, he looked at Yu Hezi next to him.

A few more people were ordered.

"Follow me to the underground garage."

Yu Hezi and the others looked at Representative Dahe's expression and remained silent for a few seconds, but they still obeyed Yu Yayoi's words and followed Yu Yayoi to leave.

Representative Dahe had a dark face, his eyes under the gold-rimmed glasses were cold, and he cursed in Sang language.

He adjusted the frame of the mirror, and whispered some instructions to the people around him.

at the same time.

Outside the building, in a remote and quiet corner, a car was parked.

Bai Changfeng and Master Qu Lin sat in the car, the lights in the car were not turned on, there was no light at all, only darkness.

In the darkness, Bai Changfeng couldn't see Master Qu Lin's expression, and Master Qu Lin couldn't see him either.

Bai Changfeng stood there for a long time, but did not hear Master Qu Lin's voice.

He pondered, just about to speak.

Then I heard a click, like the sound of a lighter.

Immediately afterwards, a flame lit up in the darkness.

A smell of smoke hits.

In the darkness, a red dot flickered on and off.

Master Qu Lin's voice followed, "Changfeng, do you hate me too?"

Bai Changfeng lowered his head, "Why did Master say that?"

Master Qu Lin said: "Just now when you spoke for Jiang Li, deep down, you are dissatisfied with my arrangement this time. I understand you."

He didn't give Bai Changfeng a chance to deny it.

Bai Changfeng pursed the corners of his lips, and after a few seconds, he said: "I really... don't quite understand the arrangement of this competition. Perhaps this competition is not difficult for the elders, but it is not difficult for the Taoist disciples. For the younger generation, the arrangement of this event is too dangerous, to put it bluntly... The arrangement of this event seems to let us go to die. If it is not for the audience, after three days, I am afraid that we can survive Yes, not many."

Master Qu Lin took a deep puff of the cigarette, and puffed out the clouds. The white smoke seemed to be cold in the darkness.

"Do you think this can be arranged by me alone?"

Bai Changfeng was taken aback.

Master Qu Lin continued: "So many people have come to Sang Country, their request is not something we can refuse."

He told Bai Changfeng again what he had said to Wei Jiushu.

At that time, there were only some elders who followed Master Qu Lin and met with the representative of Sang Guo.

They were not there.

He didn't know how the match was determined.

but……

What Master Qu Lin said also made sense.

After all, the level of difficulty of the competition needs to be agreed upon by the two parties. This is not something that Master Qu Lin alone can easily decide.

Thinking about this...

The big stone that had weighed on Bai Changfeng's heart for a day seemed to have disappeared.

He breathed a sigh of relief, and said, "It's because I didn't think carefully and forgot about Master's difficulties."

Master Qu Lin smiled wryly, with a cigarette between his fingers, "You are not in my position, you don't know what I am facing, these years of international pressure, pressure from public opinion, and bullying from Sang Country, I don't want you to see a A little bit of that shit, but I'm tired too."

(End of this chapter)