Ninth Demon Lord

Chapter 105
Feng Ting looked at the two of them and said calmly, "I have no ability to harm Qiu Xian, and I have no reason."

Qiu Zhongxun said: "But you are very rampant, and you are always ruthless in doing things."

When Feng Ting heard this, he paused for a while, and asked, "Mr. Qiu, I don't know who you listened to. Even if I do things more simply, can it be said that I harmed Qiu Xian?"

Qiu Zhongxun looked at Feng Ting, and said coldly: "My son Qiu Xian has no enemies, and no one will harm him except you."

Feng Ting said confidently: "Mr. Qiu, you said that Qiu Xian has no enemies, but I don't quite believe it. With Qiu Xian's character and hobbies, there must be many people who don't like him. Maybe it's just because of the majesty of the Qiu family. Or because of Qiu Xian's strength, no one dares to do anything."

Qiu Zhongxun's expression became even colder: "Feng Ting, you are poisoning Qiu Xian's character."

If the opponent was not too powerful, Feng Ting really wanted to scold.

Your damn son also needs me to poison his character.

He paused for a while, and said, "Mr. Qiu, even if Qiu Xian has no enemies, doesn't the Qiu family have no enemies?"

When Qiu Zhongxun heard this, his expression changed slightly.

Qiu Tan next to him looked at Feng Ting, and casually picked up the teacup.

Feng Ting continued: "Those who dare to harm Qiu Xian must be those who have the ability to harm Qiu Xian. I am only a martial artist."

Qiu Zhongxun didn't speak, but he was obviously moved by Feng Ting's words.

Feng Ting continued: "Mr. Qiu, I understand how you feel. But if you waste your time on me, you will definitely be laughed at by the real murderer."

Although Qiu Zhongxun looked calm, his heart had already begun to waver.

He came to observe the situation, at least so far, he can't see any loopholes in Feng Ting.

Seeing Uncle Liu's expression, Qiu Tan knew that Uncle Liu had been shaken.

Although he didn't believe Feng Ting, but his father ordered him first, so he remained silent.

Qiu Zhongxun glanced at Qiu Tan, seeing that Qiu Tan didn't want to say anything anymore, he got up and said, "Let's go first."

"Mr. Qiu, I'll see you off." Feng Ting got up.

Qiu Zhongxun strode towards the door, Qiu Tan glanced at Feng Ting, and followed immediately.Feng Ting followed behind, and Ding Chundong followed at the end.

A few people went out of the gate, Qiu Zhongxun glanced at Feng Ting, then at the fairy-like girl standing in the garden, and got into the golden scale carriage.

Qiu Tan also glanced at Feng Ting, but he didn't look at Xin Han.

When Ding Chundong saw the carriage going away, he let out a long sigh of relief: "Junior brother, I'm fine at last."

Feng Ting smiled slightly, he didn't think the matter just disappeared like this.

The two returned to the courtyard and saw Li Yuan, Hua Fenfei, and Chu Zhongqiu also coming out of the hall, together with Xin Han, looking at them.

Feng Ting said calmly: "It's getting late, let's rest."

"Little brother, why didn't you tell us that such a big thing happened?" Li Yuan said.

"It's not a big deal."

"Is this not a big deal?"

"I don't think things that have much to do with me are big things." Feng Ting said casually.

Chu Zhongqiu couldn't help but said, "But that Qiu Xian died in front of you."

"So what if he died in front of me? I didn't kill him." Feng Ting said as he walked towards the room.

Everyone looked at Feng Ting's back, feeling a little helpless.

Chu Zhongqiu asked Xin Han, "Junior Sister Xin, do you know about this?"

"Know some."

"If something like this happens in the future, you must tell us." Chu Zhongqiu said solemnly.

"En." Xin Han nodded.

But Chu Zhongqiu didn't have much confidence, his little junior sister was now completely with that arrogant Feng Ting.

"Senior brothers and sisters, I'm going back first," Xin Han said.

"Go and rest."

Everyone watched Xin Han also walk into the room, with worried expressions on their faces.

They had already heard clearly before that the reason why Qiu Xian became enmity with Feng Ting was because Qiu Xian harassed Xin Han.

This Junior Sister Xin is indeed too beautiful.

Chu Zhongqiu said puzzledly: "I really don't understand why Junior Sister Xin insists on coming to the Tianshu Conference?"

"This is Junior Sister Xin's dream." Hua Fenfei explained.

"But Junior Sister is a pure-hearted person, I always feel that she shouldn't be so fond of this matter of fame and fortune." Chu Zhongqiu gave a different judgment.

When Hua Fenfei heard the words, she felt that there was some truth.

She watched Xin Han grow up. From childhood to adulthood, Xin Han never fought or snatched. She was not interested in anything except reading.

It is normal if she comes to the academy to study.

But her purpose of studying is to make a name for herself in the Tianshu Conference, which is a bit wrong.

Li Yuan said: "Everyone has their own dreams and aspirations. It's normal for Junior Sister Xin to want to become famous in the Tianshu Conference."

"Yes, everyone has their own dreams and desires." Ding Chundong also echoed beside him, and he glanced at Chu Zhongqiu inadvertently.

Chu Zhongqiu gave Ding Chundong a glance, turned and left.

Li Yuan also noticed the problem, he shook his head helplessly, and walked towards the room.

Hua Fenfei pretended not to see it, and went back to her room.

"Hey."

Ding Chundong sighed softly, and went back to the room alone.

In the main room, Feng Ting had already set up the spring tripod, took out the sea emperor tripod, and enjoyed the warmth of the spring tripod while refining medicine.

Although the Qiu family has come, and they certainly won't just leave.But what he was thinking about was not the Qiu family, but the inner alchemy of the seventh-level monster.

If you have that inner alchemy, refining a few tyrannical pills will definitely make that medicine cow alienate into a unicorn.

Now the inner alchemy should have been sent back to the city lord's mansion. It seems that the only way to get the inner alchemy from the city lord's mansion is to win the first prize at the Tianshu Conference.

Although he came to Tianshu City with Xin Han, Xin Han reminded him to attend the Tianshu Conference from time to time, but he never promised.Because he didn't think about it, he really accompanied Xin Han to take the boring exam.

But now, it seems that she really wants to be the entourage of Xin Cainv.

The Heavenly Book Conference does not test cultivation, regardless of realm, but some of the test questions are not necessarily from classics, but some cultivation experience, which can only be answered by people with cultivation experience.

It is also because of this that the Tianshu Conference has a special agreement. For those youngsters who have not practiced, they can bring a follower who has practiced experience.

Of course, this entourage must be below, and the realm cannot exceed the high level of Kaiyuan.

Although there is such a rule, it is difficult for those who cannot cultivate to make a difference in the Tianshu Conference.

But before participating in the Tianshu Conference, he must first get the inner alchemy to quench his thirst, first refine a few even low-grade tyrannical pills, first make the white elephant strong, and let the medicine cow have the embryonic form of a unicorn.

After absorbing enough spiritual energy, Feng Ting got up and began to practice Yizi Bengquan.

"boom……"

The front of the fist vibrated, and eight layers of power gushed out, shaking the surrounding steel screens and shaking slightly.

Half an hour later, Feng Ting stopped practicing Yizi Bengquan, and lay down quietly again, letting the spring-like spiritual energy wash away the sweat on his body.

After a while, the sweat disappeared, and he took the medicine cow out of the space ring.

Apart from a bit of wildness in its breath, it is still a medicine cow, and has no feeling of turning into a unicorn.

Feng Ting has been disappointed with this cow for many days, and he has gotten used to it.He put the medicine bull back into the space ring, and released the little white elephant.

At this time, although this white elephant is definitely not as huge as the real white elephant, it is also 1.5 meters high and two meters long, with big ears, a long nose, and snow-white and crystal-clear ivory.

Except for its small size, it looks exactly the same as a white elephant.

But it doesn't look healthy, a little weak.

This is of course not the fault of the white elephant, whoever is bled every three days will not be strong.

Feng Ting took off his clothes, took out the fog gu blade, cut the white elephant's forehead, and said, "I'm sorry."

He put his palm on the wound, activated his spiritual energy, and began to suck the white elephant's marrow blood.

I saw his palm was slowly surrounded by blood, and then spread to the arm, then the head and the whole body.

In the end, his entire body was wrapped in crystal clear blood, like a ruby ​​statue.

But at this moment, not only was Bai Xiang's body limp, but even his eyes were listless.

Feng Ting raised his palm, took out three cultivation pills, and put them into the white elephant's mouth.

Patting White Elephant's head lightly, he said apologetically, "I made you suffer."

The white elephant understood Feng Ting's meaning very well, it shook its nose weakly, as if to comfort Feng Ting.

Feng Ting smiled: "I will find you a partner as soon as possible to reduce your burden."

The white elephant nodded slightly, indicating that it needed a companion very much.

Feng Ting put the white elephant back into the space ring, and then sat down quietly. After the blood on his body slowly penetrated into the skin, he saw that his skin seemed to be surging and vibrating, as if he was struggling, and as if he was dancing happily .

Half an hour later, the blood on the skin completely disappeared, and the skin returned to calm. Every inch of the skin seemed to be more healthy and powerful.

Then, Feng Ting continued to practice Yizi Bengquan, using practice instead of practice to improve his realm.

In the early morning of the next day, Feng Ting and Xin Han left the No. [-] courtyard and walked towards the gate of Guangling Garden as usual.

When he was 200 meters away from No. [-] Courtyard, Xin Han suddenly said, "Junior Brother, the day of the Tianshu Conference is getting closer and closer."

"En." Feng Ting knew the meaning of Xin Han's words.

"Junior brother, I need your help very much." Xin Han said solemnly.

"I know." Feng Ting agreed casually.

Seeing Feng Ting's disapproval, Xin Han said, "Little Junior Brother, you probably won't change your mind, right?"

Feng Ting saw that Xin Han wanted to be preconceived, he smiled and said: "Senior Sister Xin, from the beginning to the end, I only promised to accompany you to the Tianshu City, but I never promised to accompany you to the Tianshu Conference, right?"

When Xin Han heard this, there was a hint of disappointment in his clear eyes.

This is what worries her the most.

Although she invited Feng Ting to come to Tianshu City for the purpose of accompanying her to participate in the Tianshu Conference, it seems that Feng Ting never made a positive promise to participate in the Tianshu Conference.

And these days, Feng Ting almost didn't study at Guangling College.

She felt more and more that Feng Ting was not interested in the Tianshu Conference.

"Senior Sister Xin, why do you have to attend the Heavenly Book Conference?" Feng Ting asked suddenly.

(End of this chapter)