Chapter 96:

At first glance, when Xu Xu saw his acquaintance, he felt a little more complicated.
He himself must be white, but the old friend in front of him is still strong, and the two are compared, and the judge is judged highly—the monk has several times the life of a mortal man, his elder youth and red face, it seems that he is uniquely endowed with brutality, They can show ugliness, fear, and poverty, but they can't show old age alone.
Because "old" is not a law of nature, but a sentence of "lifeless and avenue".
Xun Xu refused to admit that he was jealous, but felt that there was something unpleasant in his heart. He finally said nothing, and nodded slightly to Ji Qianli.
Many people discussed below, and rumors said that the owner of the White Tiger Villa had been in retreat for so many years in order to get rid of his demon body, and all the major events of the White Tiger Villa were handed over to the elders under the door, living very stubbornly.
But now it seems that this person not only does not want to run out of light, but is very active.
Ji Qianli glanced up at Cheng Qian on the treetop, smiled at him, and greeted Tang Ye remotely, and said, "I say you-those who have resentment, everyone think about it, What's so good about destroying the Yuanshen with one sword, he lost a big scar on his head, he has died a hundred, and there is no pain, are you willing? If I have an enemy who does not share the world, I must hate him for being humiliated every day, At the same time, he lived a long and hard life. "
As soon as the owner opened his mouth, a breath of fresh came on his face. Han Yuan seemed to want to yell at this person, but was so angry that he didn't expect good words.
The owner of Baihushanzhuang suddenly appeared, to everyone's surprise, and even Tang Yun could not understand his intention for a while.
Tang Yan said calmly: "The owner's words are not unreasonable, but this Han Zhenren is too supernatural, and he needs to have a suitable place to shut him down."
Someone asked: "Tang Zhenren, what is the right place?"
Tang Yaoyao rushed to the interlocutors and said, "Every martial affairs is complicated and I am afraid I can't take care of them. I am afraid that everyone else has more than enough power. I didn't know when the bone formation was broken last month. Do you still have any impression of Yan's practice of swordsmanship? "
Of course I am impressed.
How many sword repairs in the world can make a Yuanshen? How many sword repairs can go to the sword realm?
Tang Yan laughed: "In my humble opinion, Fuyao Mountain is a good place."
His voice faded, and Ji Qianli, whose position was unknown, suddenly interrupted him and said, "I don't understand."
Tang Yan's eyes jumped slightly.
Ji Qianli lost his hand, glanced at Cheng Qian on the tree, and said, "The Fuyao faction is Han Yuan's door. Even if he is in charge of Gao Yi, he won't be smuggled. Isn't it like you're trapped in a field? Right, very wrong-isn't it, Cheng Qian's friend? "
Cheng Qian faintly felt the dark tide in the field, but he could not see the dragon's veins for a moment, so he didn't snor.
At this time, someone said in his ear: "How do you know him again? How do you know such a person who is not on the stage?"
Cheng Qian turned his head and saw that his big brother first ignored the first seat left by the crowd, and ran to set up a stone mustard seed. Now, the stone mustard seed is still there, and he heads up to the tree and rushes to do it. monkey.
Cheng Qian: "..."
Who is the one who can't stand on the table?
"I do have a proposal." Ji Qianli straightened down, walked around the square to Tang Yan, and looked at Han Yuan.
Han Yuan always felt that this man looked at his own eyes with some weird regret, and he was seen a goosebump alive.
"I traveled with my disciples a while ago, and saw that the generation of Shuzhong suffered more from the evil repairs, and the people were not talking about life. Those repairs are mostly sparse. Presumably everyone here is not difficult to cook, but there are a lot of people and some trouble. Ji Qianli waved his sleeve, and a gray shadow flew out of his sleeve. It was actually a little girl, all black and gray, and was almost obscured from below her waist. In the air, his expression was indifferent, and his body was full of unspeakable resentment and ghost spirit.
Yan Zhengming whispered: "A ghost?"
Exclaimed in the ten squares.
Tang Yan's ever-changing face seemed to be slapped, and I wonder if he remembered the days when he was a ghost, and he stepped back involuntarily.
"Yes," Ji Qianli said, "I came here specially to tell you that the soul-stealing lamp that has disappeared for hundreds of years is reappearing on earth."
This remark aroused a thousand layers of waves, and everyone exploded on the spot.
More than a hundred years ago, the Soul Eater came out and created countless killers. The holder of the lamp, Jiang Peng, was born ominously, but he was in the limelight for a while. There was a rumor that he had the ability to stand up to the north-- If you say that the dragon is in chaos, you can do something about it, but there is no bottom line for ghost cultivation.
This wave of waves has risen again, the big devil heads are like mosquitoes after the beginning of autumn, they can't be beaten except for the real fight.
Cheng Qian whispered: "I've seen him outside Mingming Valley, and accidentally let him run away ... Is it true that he has actually become a soul-eating lamp?"
Yan Zhengming's hand clasped his waist tightly: "Why didn't you say it?"
Cheng Qian: "... I was forgotten at that time."
Yan Zhengming looked at him angrily, but unfortunately, Cheng Qian quietly looked at him twice. The fire that day disappeared, and Yan's head didn't hold up, his eyes softened involuntarily, and he had to move Cheng Qian's face slumped aside: "Look over there, don't look at me."
The neglected puddle said dryly, "Two brothers, there is a living creature here."
Yan Zhengming glanced at her.
The puddle received the threat and sadly turned her bird away: "Oh, it's okay, this living creature is blind."
Ji Qianli and other people whispered gradually, and then turned to Han Yuan, saying, "After all, Han Yuan has been rampant for many years and has a deep understanding of the magic road. I wonder if I would like to help us this time?"
Han Yuan looked at him with a sneer.
Tang Su suddenly said: "The soul-stealing lamp has not been born for a hundred years, and a ghost is not necessarily true-according to the owner's meaning, isn't it equivalent to putting the dragon back to southern Xinjiang? The owner, the major The martial arts involved a lot of incidents in pursuit of the Demon Dragon and suffered a lot of losses. Now you have to let the tiger return to the mountain, others may not agree. "
He misinterpreted Ji Qianli's words perfectly, and it seemed to make sense.
The puddle whispered, "Little brother, I didn't understand. Why does Senior Tang seem to want to protect Brother Four for a while, and not want to protect him for a while?"
Cheng Qian touched her head without saying a word, but he and Yan Zhengming both heard it—Tang Ye wanted to protect Han Yuan, but he never agreed to put him back to South Xinjiang ... Why?
Ji Qianli laughed: "This is simple. How did Tang Zhenren forget it, isn't your gossip-plate that holds blood vows still available? Since we can establish one, we can naturally establish another, not only can we let the magic dragon stand, You can also call us ... the head of Yan, and they will come together to discuss the terms. Tang Zhenren made a fifteenth covenant here last month. Han Yuan could have taken off, but sat here quietly. The moon is waiting for you, can't you explain the role of blood oath? "
Tang Yan pulled away all the emotions and anger on his face, tense like a wooden man.
Ji Qianli again said: "If not, do you want to go back to face the soul eater and thousands of ghosts yourself? Do you want to clean up those demon who are not very capable but have many means?"
Suddenly, Xu Xu stepped across the bar and asked, "So how do you pay for the blood debt?"
His tone was unkind, almost a tit-for-tat questioning, and there was silence in the field.
Ji Qianli was silent for a while and said word by word: "Brother, you can't be resurrected when you die. If you fall into paranoia, it is bad for your practice. You should feel it."
Xun Xu was poked in his sore spot, and his face was severely drawn.
Han Yuan smiled and said, "I'll give you my life."
When Tang Yan heard his words and converged, he fell on Han Yuan and said slowly: "Han Yuan, monks need to be careful and act carefully. Sometimes, it is difficult to cover the water if you say it. You can think of it before you export."
Han Yuan ’s words were not necessarily from his heart. He may just be provocative and habitually provocative for a while, but Tang Yun ’s warning may not be necessary. Han Yuan ’s demon was trapped by
being at the mercy of others
"Love is too much", the most irritating and threatening, being asked by Tang Yan, maybe he can really point to the sky to swear!
Cheng Qian made a "chuck" in his heart. Although he was unwilling to test Tang's intentions with a skeptical heart, his heart was a little awkward.
Yan Zhengming: "Shh, it's okay, look."
His voice didn't fall, Han Yuan had made a swearing gesture and was about to speak, but his look suddenly changed. He seemed to be frozen in place, and his mouth opened a few times without making a sound.
Cheng Qian drew Zhenyuan on his eyes, and when he saw that the whole Korean body was covered with a layer of water film, he wrapped him tightly in it. He immediately remembered the "avoiding water beads" that the Master had let him forward a while ago. ".
Sure enough ... When Han Yuan was trapped on the ten-square remnant's site, the big brother wanted to hail him every day and smashed his head. How could he be prepared to avoid the drops of water?
Yan Zhengming whispered: "That's the" avoidance oath ". Put an hour on your body, and you can't swear for three days-I'm afraid he's talking indiscriminately."
This strange and useless thing was a masterpiece of Li Yan at first sight.
Yan Zhengming frowned, and said to himself, "What's wrong with Tang Yuan? He took the wrong medicine?"
After such a disruption, Ji Qianli finally caught the opportunity and said to Xu Xu: "Your Xuanwu Hall is located in the extreme Arctic Icefield, separated from the southern Xinjiang by one hundred and eighty thousand miles. Naturally, there is nothing to worry about, but I do n’t know whether Xuanwu Hall is in control or not. ? "
While he was talking, he raised his hand and pointed at the little ghost in the air. The ghost was stunned by his strength. He fluttered forward, and a few monks hurried to avoid him.
The old husband of Baihu Shanzhuang either didn't show up, and his appearance was so tricky.
But no one dared to say this in person, it was one of the Four Saints.
Ji Qianli Dala said: "I said the blood vow is as follows. First, to arrest the Central Plains for chaos and soul-stealing lamp, the dragon must do everything it can, otherwise it will make ten times counterattack, and second, seize it. After the soul lamp, the demon dragon must be confined to the southern Xinjiang, and he must stay at the entrance for a lifetime. He must not leave the southern half of his life for a lifetime, otherwise he will be attacked ten times. Third, the demon dragon needs to endure the whip every day. Five hundred years of imprisonment, unless the end of his life is uninterruptible, he will be ten times back bitten; fourth, the demon dragon shall not indiscriminately kill innocent people, refining magic weapons, admitting apprentices, or teaching, or it will be thunder Do n’t die.

After he said a beckoning, the gossip plate that had witnessed a blood oath flew directly into his palm. Ji Qianli smiled and looked around and said, "The blood oath was mentioned by me. You have to ask Yan to take the oath on behalf of the martial arts. If anyone treats the dragon in the future, let the martial arts decline and the blood will be cut off-everyone must have no opinion? "
The crowd did not dare to say that they were calmed down by a series of "ten times backsweeping" and "sky thunderbolt".
Ji Qianli was the first to force a drop of blood from his fingertips, immersed himself in the tray, then stretched out his hand, and the tray flew straight towards the big sycamore tree.
The people held their breath for a while, and saw that the gossip circled around the dense sycamore tree crown for a long time, and was suddenly caught by one hand. Yan Zhengming, who was hidden in the tree crown, poke open the branches and took a deep look at Ji Qianli on the high platform. There was a drop of blood in the gossip plate-Fuyao sent an oath.
Seeing the gossip flying to Han Yuan, Tang Yan was about to reach out and stop: "Yan head or think carefully before ..."
But he didn't finish talking, that gossip plate had already bypassed Han Yuan.
As soon as Fu Yao sent his oath, Han Yuan had the sign of his oath.
Han Yuan stared at the sign.
This……
For a long time, the head brother has not expelled him from the school, but he is still a helper!
At this moment, Han Yuan was not forced to take an oath of indignation. He looked up at Yan Zhengming on the crown of the tree, his lips trembling slightly, speechless.
Tang Yan's complexion changed--the blood oath has become.
Cheng Qian sighed secretly, and his heart fell into place.
For his own personal resentment, Han Yuan has made life on earth. It is impossible for anyone to expose the past like nothing else. If he makes a big mistake, he will pay a big price. No one can hide him.
Otherwise, don't say that those enemies and creditors don't agree, even heaven and earth cause and effect will not sit idly by.
Allowing him to live to atone for sins is already a side of the net. Whether it is locked in Fuyao Mountain or keeping him in southern Xinjiang, it is already the best result.
Fuyaoshan and Baihushanzhuang's positions have been decided. Others can't reasonably say anything, so they step forward and add testimony on the blood oath.
After the sunset, the matter settled.
When the crowd was about to leave, Ji Qianli left the village apprentices aside and walked towards Cheng Qian. He looked up and down Cheng Cheng, saying, "It's been a long time since I saw him, and I have a profit and a future."
Cheng Qian: "Jizhuang owner."
"Ji Qianli" laughed and said, "I'm not called 'Several Thousands of Miles'. I played with you last time-don't blame me for locking up your master?"
The name of the owner of Baihushanzhuang is Shang Wannian, except for some individuals who don't hear things outside the window-such as Cheng Qian and others-everyone knows.
Cheng Qian bowed his head slightly: "How dare you."
The owner of the Shangzhuang glanced at him and smiled, "The water is muddy. Naturally, some people want to touch the fish, and the picture is poor. Naturally, some people want to see it. I am afraid it will change. You must be careful."
With that said, he looked down at the place where the blood oath mark had disappeared, and smiled slyly: "But that has nothing to do with us old guys."
Cheng Qian froze.
Shang Wannian brought a few familiar madnesses, and he hummed with a voice: "After I die, no matter how he floods."
After speaking, Shang Wannian suddenly stepped forward and almost hit Cheng Qian. He pulled Cheng Qian's chest placket, his bottomless eyes were like two dark black wells, and they blinked without blinking. Cheng Qian Qian.
Then, a consciousness fell into Cheng Qian's eyebrows.
Cheng Qian heard his sense of wisdom and said, "Listen to Qiankun in his early years, he was disguised as a piece of spiritual jade, and it drifted into the rivers and lakes. , Don't let anyone know that listening to Qian Kun is in your hands, remember. "
His posture was too ambiguous. At the next moment, a hand was inserted out of thin air, and Cheng Qian moved backwards, pushing it lightly for ten thousand years.
Yan Zhengming retracted his claws, straightened his sleeves like nothing, and said blankly: "Good owner, please take care of yourself."
Cheng Qian: "..."
In other words, the inexplicable ear on the back of his hand was indeed "Listen to Qiankun". Cheng Qian frowned. He didn't tell anyone, but once he mentioned it to Tang Ye that day, would Tang Ye doubt anything?
Cheng Qian doesn't have many friends. Tang Yan is one of them. When he asked him to guess his old friend like this, he suddenly felt that his chest seemed to be pressed against a pool of cold and sticky mud, and he couldn't breathe.
Cheng Qian: "The owner stayed ..."
He was trying to ask what "Listening to Qiankun" was. Shang Wannian took two steps back, raised a finger to his mouth, and compared him with a "snoring" gesture.
Then, the old lunatic pointed to his own eyes and his own ears, and finally pointed to his mouth, shaking his head three times in a row—don't look, don't listen, don't say.
At the end of the event, he lowered his head, a meaningless smile appeared on his face, turned around and lost his hand, strode to Han Yuan, and said, "You Han Xiaoyou, you can get off the ten-square array. Today I do n’t ask Since I came back to Fuyao Mountain for a temporary stay, after two days of departure, you and I will go to Shuzhong, back to Southern Xinjiang, alas, don't pull your face, since this is because of you, let you clean up now, Naturally. "
Yan Zhengming's eyebrows flew down from his face and murmured in a depressed way: "Uninvited guest, do I agree?"
Shang Wannian's "hahaha" laughed came from a distance, and just answered his sentence.
Yan Zhengming straightened down, glanced at the thoughtful Cheng Qian and the puddle that was not in the state, grabbed Cheng Qian's wrist, and said, "Go."
The puddle kept up heartlessly and looked pretty, and said cheerfully, "Master, is this four brothers able to go home?"
Yan Zhengming simply didn't bother her, and whispered Cheng Qiandao, "What does Tang Yan mean? Xiao Qian, did he mention it with you?"
Cheng Qian's brows froze, and the boss in his heart shouted, "He said to me that he wanted to keep Han Yuan down and detain him on Fuyao Mountain."
Puddle: "Isn't that nice?"
"Good shit, he meant that," Yan Zhengming said, "Don't you hear that? He also means" if this person can't stay on Fuyao Mountain, kill the insurance "."
Cheng Qian's hand swept across the scabbard of Frostblade. Before the last moment when the evidence was conclusive and the rock fell out, he was willing to forgive Tang Yang for all concealment and did not want to doubt anything about him.
Although a gentleman's friendship is not very close, he must have a minimum of trust, but at this time he has to admit that the brother is right.
Cheng Qiandao said: "They are going to find the soul eater, I will go with them."
Puddle: "I'll go too!"
"No," Yan Zhengming vetoed. "As soon as you leave my line of sight, you designate an accident."
"As for you—" He glanced at the puddle and politely retorted, "follow any coax, close your beak!"
Cheng Qian still had to say something, Yan Zhengming waved his hand and interrupted him: "No need to say any more. I'll talk to that Shang Wannian tomorrow, and touch the situation ... Is that old thing really four holy, why is it crazy?"
The elder brother is very discerning in picking people's faults, and can always grasp the point.
That night, Cheng Qian did not sleep, but finally got rid of Yan Zhengming's entanglement and meditated in the quiet courtyard of Qing'anju.
But suddenly he couldn't calm down, always felt that something was going to happen.
Suddenly, the gate of Qing Anju's courtyard was pushed open. Cheng Qian opened his eyes and Li Yan stood at the door like a sinking face: "Master?"
Cheng Qian: "How?"
Li Yan: "The owner of Baihu Villa is dead." 2k novel reading network