Chapter 870: Where are you confident

Chapter 870: Where Are You Confidence
At this moment, it was just after nine o'clock in the evening, Fang Chuan just practiced the exercises with Saixi and ate the delicious food she cooked.
Because the night was pretty beautiful, the two of them went downstairs for a walk, and unconsciously, they came to Yizhou University.
The current Yizhou University is extremely quiet, except for some dormitories where you can see some lights, you can't see any shadow of other people.
"Yizhou University usually has tens of thousands of people. Every night, the school is too noisy. Unexpectedly, it still has such a quiet time." Sai Xi Shi said as he walked.
Fang Chuan nodded: "Yes."
As he said, he took Si Xi Shi and walked to the side path.
Not long after I left, I suddenly felt an extremely evil aura, which smelled of carrion.
He frowned: "You stand behind me."
"What's the matter?" Saixi Shi was taken aback, her cultivation base is still shallow, her spiritual sense is not enough, of course she can't feel this kind of breath.
Fang Chuan smiled and said, "Someone is here, don't worry."
As he said, his consciousness swept away, and he couldn't help but raise his brow, which greatly surprised him.
He had seen Xue Mingzheng hiding in a corner of the flower bed, and not far from Xue Ming, there was an acquaintance.
This person is exactly the teacher Song Shijie who had had a conflict with Fang Chuan a week ago and showed murderous intent to him.
However, at this moment, Song Shijie had a bag slung on his body with various props in it. At first glance, it was Nanjiang's method.
This gave Fang Chuan some surprises.
He had also dealt with the mages in Southern Xinjiang, and they looked even more evil and insidious than Dao Sects.
And this dignified people's teacher turned out to be a Nanjiang mage, how could Fang Chuan not be surprised.
He smiled, looked through the flower bed and looked at Song Shijie: "Mr. Song, since he is here, don't hide!"
His voice passed to Song Shijie to hear clearly.
"what?"
Song Shijie was taken aback. He didn't expect that Fang Chuan would still be able to find him so far away.
You know, although he is a Southern Xinjiang Mage, he has some magic techniques that can make his actions quick and agile.
He thought he hadn't made any movement.
However, he didn't care, only if Fang Chuan happened to see it.
He patted the black talisman paper on his feet, and, like a ghost, he rushed over from the flower bed and came to Fang Chuan.
"Saixi Shi?" Of course, Song Shijie knew this man in Yizhou University, his eyes stunned, and then he smiled.
He smiled and said, "It's very lucky today, Sethish, I used to like you very much!"
"Who are you?" Sai Xi Shi frowned and took a closer look at Song Shijie, but found that he did not know this person.
"Now you don't need to know who I am."
Song Shijie waved his hand, then looked at Fang Chuan: "Fang Chuan, I am here today to let you know that there are some people you should not offend."
"Oh?" Fang Chuan clicked the corner of his mouth. He glanced at Song Shijie, and at the same time, he scanned Xue Ming who was on the other side.
From the breath of Xue Ming, he has inferred that Xue Ming and Song Shijie are the same.
However, Song Shijie didn't say anything, he didn't plan to ask.
He smiled and said, "Teacher Song relies on you and wants to teach me, isn't it a bit of a fantasy?"
"I investigated you." Song Shijie sneered: "I know, you have practiced Kung Fu and can fight more than a dozen thugs alone."
He followed, smiling disdainfully: "But, what is this? In front of me, you are not worth mentioning."
"Really?" Fang Chuan smiled: "Then let Teacher Song teach me how to be a man, please!"
Song Shijie heard Fang Chuan's tone, and his heart was angry. He didn't expect that this guy would be so arrogant at this time!
This is completely disregarding oneself, it is really damnable!
He grinned: "Okay, I will let you know that Song Shijie is great!"
As he said, he took out a bell in his hand and shook it gently.
Suddenly, the strange and crisp bell was passed from the bell.
When Saixi Shi heard it, he felt a little motion sickness. Following that, the whole person was dumbfounded, as if he had lost his consciousness.
This bell is a kind of magic weapon in southern Xinjiang, the bell of lost souls.
This soulless bell not only can make people dizzy and lose the ability to move.
Moreover, it also has a function, that is, to control the corpse, and it is also used when the corpse is driven away.
However, this ringtone is of no use to Fang Chuan.
Fang Chuan found that Sai Xi Shi was dizzy, turned around quickly, and pressed on Sai Xi Shi's shoulder: "Sister Yanran, you can sit aside for a while."
Immediately, a puff of real energy didn't enter Saixi Shi's body, making Saixi Shi shudder all over, and his sanity immediately recovered.
She reacted with a cry, and then looked at Song Shijie with a trace of fear.
Fortunately, Fang Chuan was by her side. When she heard Fang Chuan's words, she nodded immediately and walked to the flower bed to sit down.
"Fang Chuan, this time I will give you a lesson you will never forget, hehe!" Song Shijie said, and took out a wooden stick more than 30 centimeters long.
This wooden stick, wrapped in a greasy shroud, exudes an evil breath.
He took a section of the wooden stick and waved it strongly at Fang Chuan.
With a wave of his hand, a strong smell of corpse on the stick passed out, forming a black air.
If this wooden stick is hit, not only will the corpse poison be hit, but the spirit will also be infected.
Ordinary people might die immediately.
Song Shijie took out this evil magic weapon in southern Xinjiang, and had already thought about torturing Fang Chuan first, and then let Xue Ming kill him.
In this way, not only let him out of anger, but also let Xue Ming carry the pot.
Moreover, his thoughts are considered meticulous, even if he hasn't played Fang Chuan, Xue Ming can still help.
In short, in his eyes, Fang Chuan was already a dead person.
Swish, the stick swung over.
Song Shijie expected Fang Chuan to dodge, so he didn't have much strength this time, but prepared for the next attack.
With the addition of the black talisman under his feet, he thought that he would definitely be able to hit Fang Chuan in the third hit.
However, at this moment, Fang Chuan raised his hand, grabbed the shroud stick, and pushed hard.
"Ah!" Song Shijie let out a scream, then fell to the ground in a panic.
Following that, he jumped up and laughed: "Haha, do you dare to touch my things casually? I tell you, you are dead!"
He said again: "You spread your hands to see if your hands are already black, are you a little dizzy?"
Fang Chuan smiled faintly, opened his hands, and the corners of his mouth twitched: "Where are you confident?"