Chapter 481 Murder

For three days and three nights, Fan Qiuze and Qin Yan fought with great destructive power for three days and three nights, directly fighting all the spiritual power in their bodies to the lowest point, even the pills were supplemented, but there was still none Win or lose.

Fan Qiuze and Qin Yan were in a state of embarrassment and were out of breath.

Fan Qiuze half-kneeled on the ground, propped up his body with his sword, sweat dripped down from his forehead like soybeans, dyed his long black eyelashes, and those glazed eyes became even brighter, he said: "You ,good."

"You're not bad either." Qin Yan's deep voice sounded. At this time, the effect of Yi Rong Pill on his face had long since passed, revealing his original face, and the pair of deep eyes on his handsome and unparalleled face made people feel even more Unable to move his eyes, he stared at Fan Qiuze. Although he was only on the twelfth level of qi refining, his strength was definitely among the monks in the middle stage of foundation establishment, and he belonged to the upper middle level.

The cultivation base in his body should be suppressed by some unknown thing, otherwise, it is absolutely impossible for him to reach the twelfth level of Qi refining.

"Heh." Fan Qiuze relaxed his body and lay down directly. He relaxed his body and placed a large character. Looking up at the blue sky with white clouds, he said: "I am only a friend to Li Qingluan, so..."

After this battle, he felt that Qin Yan was someone he could make friends with.

"A friend will put his hand on her face?" Qin Yan asked back, called Ben Lei, and left immediately.

On the first day, Li Qingluan was waiting for them to come back, but there was still no sign of them. On the second day, she could still practice a little bit, but on the third day, there was still no sign of them. Li Qingluan was a little uncertain.

Pan Hang would come to ask her every night if the young master had returned, but she always had only one answer.

Night is still beautiful.

Li Qingluan was sitting on a stool by the pond, but he wasn't in the mood for a good view. When he saw Ben Lei bring Qin Yan back, Qin Yan, who was in a mess, had numerous major and minor injuries, and the blood stained him dark red. Clothes, even dried in some places.

"Senior brother, you..." Li Qingluan wanted to ask, but finally decided to help Qin Yan back to the room and healed his wounds before she said: "Senior brother, you will not continue to fight until now, will you?"

"Yes." Qin Yan replied with his eyes closed. During the three days and three nights of the battle, he felt that he had reached a limit, whether it was physical strength or mental strength.

"Who won?" Li Qingluan asked curiously.

Qin Yan's eyes opened suddenly, and his deep eyes instantly met Li Qingluan's, which made Li Qingluan's heart skip a beat, and he said, "Who do you want to win."

"..." Li Qingluan was silent for a while, and then said: "Brother, you win, but I don't want anything to happen to him, he is my friend."

Qin Yan stared at her, raised his hand to hold her hand, and said, "A draw."

Li Qingluan could not help but breathe a sigh of relief when she heard this. Facing Qin Yan's gaze, she said with a smile: "Brother, rest, the spiritual power in your body has reached its limit, this will..."

Before Li Qingluan finished speaking, he saw Qin Yan struggling to sit up, sitting cross-legged, and said seriously: "Now is a good time to practice." In the process, as Qin Yan operated his exercises to absorb a trace of spiritual power between heaven and earth, his meridians greedily absorbed these spiritual powers.

Li Qingluan pursed her lips. Seeing Qin Yan's appearance, she took out his dirty clothes and burned them immediately. As soon as she came out, she saw Pan Hang climbed up the wall and asked, "Miss Li, our young master Are you back?"

"No, but Brother Qin is back, and your young master hasn't come back yet?" Li Qingluan raised his eyebrows. Since seeing Pan Hang a few days ago, he has used his true colors. At this time, Li Qingluan has no intention of hiding it.

"No." Pan Hang shook his head, and asked again: "Miss Li, do you know where the young master is?"

"This..." Li Qingluan thought for a while, then beckoned for Ben Lei to lead the way, and Pan Hang Yujian followed her.

"Ben Lei, are you sure it's here?" Li Qingluan looked at the tragic situation in the woods, as if a strong wind had passed through, and there were injured trees everywhere.

Li Qingluan let Ben Lei fall down. Standing on the ground, the feeling was even worse. Just looking at the destructive power, she also knew what they had done in the past three days. The tree was also split into pieces and crooked, and the area was extremely wide.

"Fan Qiuze?" Li Qingluan shouted, but he didn't find Fan Qiuze.

"Could it be going back?" Li Qingluan looked at Pan Hang and asked.

"Perhaps." Pan Hang said, seeing this situation, he felt relieved. The young master has always been strong, so there should be nothing wrong. He was too worried.

"Miss Li, let's go back." Pan Hang turned around and left with his sword, "I'll go back to the mansion first, maybe the young master will return to the mansion, maybe it's not certain."

"Okay." Li Qingluan nodded. Pan Hang left so quickly that she couldn't react a little bit. She walked around and looked around, and at the same time judged in her heart who hurt this, and who hurt this again. She almost They have traveled all over the place where they fight.

"Xiao Miao." Li Qingluan carried Xiao Miao out, and saw Xiao Miao lying on Ben Lei's back, looking happy, and there was no trace of sleepiness in her crimson eyes.

"Little meow, you value sex and despise master!" Li Qingluan said righteously.

Xiao Miao raised her head proudly and said, "Sister, there is someone you are looking for ten kilometers ahead of you on the left."

After the words fell, Xiao Miao and Ben Lei soared in the sky. Li Qingluan instantly realized that Xiao Miao was talking about Fan Qiuze, and quickly stood up with the sword. Not much less injured than Qin Yan, his glass-colored eyes stared at the person in front of him coldly, even if it was two-on-one, Fan Qiuze didn't flinch at all.

Fan Qiuze.

Li Qingluan stepped forward worriedly. When she saw the sword light fall, the Jiugong Chihook in Li Qingluan's hand directly deflected the sword light. She stepped forward, stood beside Fan Qiuze, and asked worriedly: "Fan Qiuze, Are you OK?"

"I can't die." Fan Qiuze said indifferently, looking up, he saw Gao Yunlang's gloomy eyes.

"Qingluan, do you know him?" Gao Yunlang retracted the sword in his hand, seeing Li Qingluan's real face that Li Qingluan was using, his face suddenly sank.

Du Xi looked at Lin Muzi's figure, and his clear eyes were exactly the same, but his face was so beautiful that people couldn't take his eyes off him. He lowered his eyes, thinking that the young master really had a wink.

 Three shifts

  
 
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