Ninth Demon Lord

Chapter 143 Done layer by layer

Chapter 143 Doing layer after layer

Xun Hanchuan picked up the teacup, took a sip of tea casually, and said, "Yes... If you push Qiu Xian's death to Guangling College, if you connect this matter with those four troublemakers, you can unite with the City Lord's Mansion." , Chifu, and make Guangling College no longer alive."

Zuo Hu was startled, and hurriedly said: "Dean, since this is the case, we need to make preparations early."

"What is there to prepare for?" Xun Hanchuan showed disapproving casualness again.

"Dean, they are going to deal with our Guangling College, of course we have to prepare."

Xun Hanchuan looked at Zuo Hu and asked, "Did you kill Qiu Xian? Did you really kill Qiu Xian?"

Zuo Hu shook his head: "No."

"Did the other deans of Guangling College kill them?"

"Probably not." Zuo Hu continued to shake his head.

"Since their death has nothing to do with our Guangling College, how can they use it against us?" Xun Hanchuan showed a kind and domineering look on his face: "Eighteen years ago, they failed to use those four troublemakers to defeat our Guangling College. It's even more impossible."

"The dean said so."

This is also what Zuo Hu admired Xun Hanchuan the most. 18 years ago, Guangling College was in turmoil at that time, and the dean insisted on stabilizing the situation, and made Guangling College more famous. This ability is indeed no worse than that of the city lord's mansion. .

Xun Hanchuan said: "Sometimes, if you play too many tricks and tricks, you will be in more trouble."

"Yes."

"In comparison, I prefer Feng Ting's directness." Xun Hanchuan said with a smile.

"Was Feng Ting direct?"

Zuo Hu didn't feel that Feng Ting was direct at all, that guy was taciturn, but the city was very deep, and it was hard to guard against evil ideas.

Xun Hanchuan said with a smile: "He is taciturn, he is deep in the city, and he has a lot of ghost ideas. I think he is bored, not because he is thinking about conspiracy and tricks. If he wants to deal with someone, he must be very direct. Just For example, when he challenged Qiu Xian in the Library Pavilion, he just wanted Qiu Xian to stay away from Xin Han. This principle is extremely clear, and this approach is also directly domineering."

Zuo Hu couldn't help laughing when he heard the words, thinking about it was indeed the truth.

He said: "This is also somewhat similar to the four of them."

"Yes, it's a pity that Feng Ting only has one person."

Xun Hanchuan's eyes showed a little regret.

"And he will never be able to become a spiritual practitioner again for the rest of his life." Zuo Hu also said.

Xun Hanchuan frowned slightly, which was actually a regret in his heart.

Zuo Hu suddenly thought of a question, he said: "Yuan Hang, do you know where Feng Ting is at Qiu's house?"

"I'm investigating."

Zuo Hu asked again: "We found out, will the dean personally go to Qiu's house to rescue Feng Ting?"

Hearing this, Xun Hanchuan looked at Zuo Hu dissatisfied, and said, "Why are you stupid again?"

Zuo Hu lowered his head in a low voice: "Dean, I asked a question I shouldn't have asked."

"Could it be that I am the only one who can break into Qiu's house?" Xun Hanchuan asked.

"Probably not." Zuo Hu understood a little bit, it seemed that the dean had found a powerful helper.

"Also, take good care of Xin Han, that's Feng Ting's lifeline. If something happens to that girl, Feng Ting will fight for you when he comes back." Xun Hanchuan said seriously.

Zuo Hu nodded hurriedly: "Yes, I know. I have asked Duan Ping to accompany Xin Han to attend the Tianshu Conference."

"One Duanping is not enough."

"Then I will send two more people to accompany her." Xun Hanchuan said.

"From now on, you have to protect Xin Han at all times. I'm talking about you protecting yourself, not sending someone to accompany you." Xun Hanchuan ordered.

"Yes, I got it." Zuo Hu suddenly understood that the dean asked him to protect Xin Han, not just to protect Xin Han from attending the Tianshu Conference.It is to protect Xin Han's safety, because Xin Han is Feng Ting's lifeblood.If Xin Han was also arrested, it would be difficult for Feng Ting to harden his mouth.If you don't speak hard, the danger will be great.

"Go." Xun Hanchuan said, picking up the teacup and continuing to drink tea.

"Yes."

Zuo Hu got up and backed out.

He left Hanchuan Tower and immediately asked Duan He to see where Xin Han and Duan Ping were.

Not long after, Duan He came back and said that Xin Han was in Chang Guinong's class, so Zuo Hu went to Guinong Building and shouldered the important task of protecting Xin Han at all times.

……

The sky darkened, and the entire Qiu family mansion seemed to have become more quiet.

In that remote courtyard, in that cage, should be the quietest place in the Qiu family mansion.

Because inside the cage, a man covered in blood was lying on the ground, motionless.

Anyone who saw it would think it was a dead person.

Under him, and even in the entire cage, there were dried and half-dried blood everywhere.

It is said that these bloodstains were shed by ten people, and no one would doubt them.

The blood man's hand moved, and then his feet moved as well.

Then, his head was raised slightly, and with a lot of effort, he turned over and lay on his back in a pool of dried blood.

He was still alive, and his face was covered with blood layer after layer, and then dried layer after layer, forming a blood-red mask.

Only those eyes were still bright, proving that he was still alive.

"Whoosh..."

His breathing was a little short, like that of a dying person.

But as time went on, his breathing seemed to calm down a bit.

His lips were also slightly opened, and on and around his lips, the dried blood was cracked, like dry land.

Finally, his breathing was completely steady, his eyes showed disdain, and there was even a hint of a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Under such circumstances, anyone who sees this scene will feel confused.

A person who has died countless times can still laugh, and there is disdain in that smile. If this person is not a lunatic, he must be an idiot.

He just lay on the ground and closed his eyes again.It looked like he was a dead man.But in his body, there is endless spiritual energy surging.In this world where spiritual practitioners are respected, no one has such vigorous aura.

He raised his fist, the aura vibrated and dispersed layer by layer.

He took the trouble to punch again and again, letting the spiritual energy disperse time and time again, making his appearance even more idiotic.

A dying person, lying on the ground practicing martial arts, is not only an idiot, but also a lunatic.

After about half an hour, the door opened.

A tall middle-aged man walked in, followed by two spiritual practitioners.

The three of them stood outside the cage and looked at the blood man inside the cage.

After a while, the door of the cage was opened, and the middle-aged man walked in, looking down at the blood man.

"Feng Ting, Master Six is ​​here to see you."

"Feng Ting, open your eyes."

The two guards called Feng Ting, they were really worried that Feng Ting was dead.

One of them stepped forward to kick Feng Ting. At this moment, Feng Ting opened his eyes. The murderous look in his eyes made the guard withdraw his feet.

"Qiu Zhongxun, you're here again." Feng Ting said with a weak smile, "However you want to torture me, do it."

"Junior who doesn't know how to live or die!" Qiu Zhongxun said with a disdainful smile, "Feng Ting, I have to admire your perseverance."

"Stop talking nonsense, let's do it." Feng Ting said and closed his eyes.

"I will fulfill you."

As Qiu Zhongxun spoke, he swung his palm, and a wave of spiritual power turned into a heavy hammer, hitting Feng Ting's chest.

"boom."

Feng Ting's chest immediately collapsed, his head and feet were raised up by the shock, and blood flowed out of his mouth feebly.

His eyes seemed to be unable to open again, unable to close, and seemed to be dead.

The two guards behind Qiu Zhongxun saw it, and their hearts trembled secretly.

Sixth master got angry, he was going to kill this kid!
"If he hasn't died after an hour, continue to deal with him." After Qiu Zhongxun finished speaking, he turned and left.

"Yes Yes."

The two guards of Mingdong Realm agreed and sent Qiu Zhongxun away respectfully.

When they reached the door, the two turned their heads and glanced at Feng Ting who was motionless, feeling that Feng Ting was really going to die this time.

The two closed the door, and the room immediately became dark.

Feng Ting was lying on the ground, motionless, the blood from the corner of his mouth was still flowing feebly.Under his body, the pool of blood that had dried up was moistened again.

After a long time, the fresh blood has dried up.

Suddenly, Feng Ting's chest moved slightly, and then he opened his eyes, those eyes were still bright, still showing some disdain, and the corners of his mouth still flashed a smile again.It was as if what Qiu Zhongxun gave him was not death, but a gift.

In fact, what Qiu Zhongxun gave him was not death, but a gift.After being tortured for a day, not only did he see the barriers of the Punisher's Realm, he was even able to touch the barriers in his dantian and meridians with his spiritual energy.What he has to do now is to accumulate strength, break through the barriers, and step into the realm of the punishment master.

In the realm of the master of punishment, it is no wonder that such a cruel and heinous way of martial arts will be abandoned by people who practice it.

If it wasn't for the healing flames to help him, he could heal his wounds at any time.If he hadn't been reborn in the ninth world and gone through countless disasters, he wouldn't have had such perseverance to persevere.

After less than half an hour, Feng Ting's internal injuries were mostly healed, so he controlled the healing flame and stopped healing.

After a while, the door opened and the two guards came in.They are all beginners of the Underworld, with strong perception, and they immediately sense that Feng Ting is not dead.The two looked at each other, admiring the boy's tenacity in their hearts.

If it were them, they would have died several times.

The two opened the cage, stood in front of Feng Ting, and looked down at the man covered in blood.

One of the guards said: "Feng Ting, if I were you, I would tell you everything I know quickly, so as not to suffer again."

"In order to protect others, let yourself live like death, why are you doing this?" Another guard also sighed.

A smile appeared on the corner of Feng Ting's mouth: "You don't need to talk nonsense, use whatever means you have."

One person said, "Feng Ting, if your parents and relatives knew about your current situation, they would be so sad."

"I can't bear to look at it, you'd better say it quickly."

The two pretended to be sorry, as if they were really distressed.

(End of this chapter)

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