Nightmare Card House

Damn it! He didn't use his full strength at all!

Xie Si gritted his teeth.

Fang Tian said in a calm tone: "You are not from Qintian Prison, and Nandu has never heard of the existence of a card hall. Where did you come from? Why do you want to help people from Qintian Prison?"

"Who are you? Are you also from the card club?"

Xie Si glanced at the burning tree next to him, his brain spinning rapidly. He knew very well that he was no match for the young man in front of him, and the owner of the museum would come here soon to investigate. His best choice now was to delay some time.

Fang Tian knew Xie Si's little thoughts, but he was not interested in exposing them. He took a step forward with his left foot and looked directly into Xie Si's eyes, "Answer my question! Otherwise..."

As soon as he finished speaking, Xie Si was horrified to find that Fang Tian suddenly crossed the space and appeared less than five meters in front of him.

At the same time, he felt a sense of crisis approaching.

This sense of crisis is coming from the front!

If this Xie Si could open his white pupils, he would definitely be able to see the corpse that was about to slash down with his sword!

"stop!!!"

Fang Tian was slightly surprised when he heard the shouts coming from the side.

The sword that was about to fall on Xie Si's forehead stopped in mid-air. The corpse held the sword tightly with both hands and slowly faded into the void under Fang Tian's control.

Xie Si also turned his head, and when he saw the two people coming from the trail, he felt relieved, and the fear and uneasiness that had just enveloped his heart disappeared instantly.

"Lord Master!"

A middle-aged man wearing a black and white robe walked in front. When he saw the fainted disciple on the ground, he immediately became angry and couldn't help shouting at Xie Si: "What's going on? Who beat me to death?" Disciple of Qintianjian!”

Facing the looks from the museum owner and Qintian Supervisor Wu Daozhang, Xie Si motioned to Fang Tian opposite him with his eyes.

"Qintian Prison?" Fang Tian looked disdainful, "What a coincidence, I am from the Blood Spirit Society."

"The remnants of the Blood Spirit Society! How dare you show up here!" Wu Taoist priest pointed at Fang Tian, ​​his face turned red with anger, and his body was shaking a little. His Qintian Prison has a respected position in the mysterious side, and anyone would give him a few When did you ever suffer such humiliation? He yelled and cursed: "You came here so quickly that you didn't say anything but beat my Qin Tianjian disciple to death! Very good! Very good! Don't even think about leaving today! All of them will be served in one pot!"

Fang Tian shrugged, spread his hands and said mockingly, "Oh? I want to see how you plan to finish me off."

"You wait!"

Seeing the Master Lin on the side staring at Fang Tian indifferently, Taoist Master Wu couldn't help turning his head and said: "Master Lin, the villain of the Blood Spirit Society is so arrogant and domineering, why don't you just take him down quickly! Why are you holding on!"

The middle-aged man on the side seemed to have just reacted. He slowly turned his head and looked at Daozhang Wu.

"Daozhang Wu, what did you just say?"

Daochang Wu's eyes were red and he said loudly: "I told you to kill him! Now! If you still want to get the Qinglong blood..."

"laugh!"

Daochang Wu's eyes widened, the second half of his words stuck in his throat, and he looked at the person in front of him with a look of horror.

"It is your own fault and you will not live."

Xie Si on the side also looked a little dazed. He opened his mouth wide and saw with his own eyes that the owner of the hall pinched the throat of Qin Tianjian Wu Daochang with one hand and lifted him in the air.

"boom!"

With a slight push from the owner's hand, Taoist Wu burst into flames from head to toe.

The blazing flames surrounded it, but in just a few blinks, Taoist Wu burned into a ball of ashes.

Then, the owner let go of his hand, changed his face, put on a smile, and hugged Fang Tian, ​​"Master Fang, such a coincidence? I didn't expect that we would meet again so soon."

Fang Tian also clasped his fists at the visitor, "I'm surprised. I didn't expect Master Mao to be interested in Qin Tianjian?"

Xie Si was stunned and thought, so this young man is also the owner of the museum? No wonder I put so much pressure on myself before!

What surprised Xie Si even more was that this person actually knew his own owner? And they look very familiar.

"It's not about any interest, it's just a chance to join in the fun. I was wondering before that a few young people who appeared out of nowhere were so powerful that I accidentally suffered a hidden loss." Mao. I walked up cheerfully, with quite a bit of appreciation in his words.

Fang Tian also smiled and said: "Master Cat, you are not being honest. You didn't even say a word when you came over and asked me to fulfill my friendship as a landlord."

"Hahahahahahaha, blame me, blame me, I didn't investigate clearly beforehand, but it caused you trouble."

Fang Tian glanced at the abandoned hospital not far away, "Are my unlucky men okay?"

"It's okay, but to tell you the truth, you came in time, otherwise I would have killed you. I can't do anything about those thorns in your hand without using all my strength." Mr. Cat was still smiling. In his heart, his assessment of Tianka Card Hall's strength was even higher. He said, "It's just a misunderstanding. Let's go. I'll take you over to see your men..."

"Forget it, don't go to such trouble, just let your men disperse. They will naturally find a way to leave."

Fang Tian shrugged. He was not interested in spending time meeting Shen Li, a loser.

"That's fine." Master Mao came up and patted Fang Tian on the shoulder, and his voice lowered, "I just happen to have something to talk to you about. Let's find a place to sit down and talk slowly."

With that said, Master Mao waved to Xie Si, "Xie Si, tell your brothers that this is all a misunderstanding and ask them to withdraw."

"Yes, Master!"

...

In the abandoned hospital, a member of the Blood Spirit Society hurried up from downstairs and saw Shen Li, who was resting with his eyes closed against the wall. He stood there for a while, a little at a loss.

"Tell me, what's the matter?"

Hui Xiaoqiu emerged from the shadows on the side.

The Blood Spirit Society disciple immediately lowered his head and whispered, "Master Blood Disciple, the people outside have withdrawn."

Hui Xiaoqiu's beautiful eyes revealed a hint of surprise, "Are you sure? When did it happen?"

"Just five minutes ago, we went out to confirm that they left cleanly."

Shen Li, who was resting with his back against the wall, suddenly opened his eyes and looked at Hui Xiaoqiu.

The two exchanged glances quickly.

The other party spent a lot of effort to catch up with them, and now they say they give up? So decisive?

Is this a trap?

Hui Xiaoqiu was about to say something when the phone in her pocket suddenly vibrated. She took out her phone and was stunned when she saw the message she had just received. She took two steps forward, squatted beside Shen Li, and moved her phone closer.

The originator of the message was Cheng Sui, who only had a simple sentence.

"It's all right now. The Lord Saint has taken care of it. You can leave the hospital now."