Xuanxia

Chapter 102 Changes occur
"Huh...are you happy?"

Fu Qingzhou sat in front of the collapsed bed frame, gasping for breath.

There were several bright red claw marks on his neck, his clothes were tattered, and his hair was disheveled.

Of course, Qiu Chan is not much better than him.

She sat in front of a dressing mirror with half of it collapsed, and sullenly tried to complete her makeup that had fallen off during the fight. Her originally stunningly beautiful face now had a purple panda eye, and her hair was a mess like a chicken coop.

Only Fu Qingzhou was a decent man and didn't tear her clothes...

"Humph."

Qiu Chan snorted coldly, and angrily smeared gouache on the purple eye sockets to cover them up, and grimaced in pain from time to time.

Fu Qingzhou laughed: "Okay, okay, we've fought, let's decide what to do next?"

"What plans can you have?"

Qiu Chan said angrily, "I was kidnapped and sold by them. I tried to find out who the person who contacted Fanyin Temple and Gu Zhengqing was, and then sent a letter to my senior sister, surrounded that person, and captured him alive."

Fu Qingzhou glared: "What about me?"

"Your mission has been accomplished." Qiu Chan glanced at him in the dressing mirror and rolled her eyes smugly.

Fu Qingzhou laughed dryly: "You're playing the game of crossing the river and destroying the bridge, right? Believe it or not, I will overturn the table right now, and no one will be able to play?"

Qiu Chan curled her lips: "You little pervert are so narrow-minded... I'll send you a letter too, okay."

After saying that, she turned around and waved her hand. A yellow talisman flew over lightly and landed in Fu Qingzhou's palm.

Fu Qingzhou unfolded the yellow talisman and blurted out, "It's the same burning talisman."

This thing is the most basic Taoist message talisman, and its effect is the same as the "arrow that pierces the clouds" in many novels, except that it is more covert.

It is divided into a mother talisman and a child talisman. When the mother talisman is ignited, the child talismans will be ignited together even if they are thousands of miles apart. It will not release high temperature, but only slightly warm, and will not burn you even if you place it close to your clothes.

Qiu Chan had prepared this talisman a long time ago, which meant that she had no intention of burning the bridge after crossing it from the beginning, and she was just speaking out of anger just now.

Hearing him talk about the origin of this talisman, Qiu Chan was startled: "You... are quite knowledgeable."

As she spoke, she thought of how Fu Qingzhou had always been able to easily reveal the origins of her martial arts when they had fought just now, and she couldn't help but frown: "You can't be a casual cultivator, who are you?"

Fu Qingzhou smiled and said, "I said, if you tell me your true identity, I will tell you."

Qiu Chan: “…”

"Actually, I know it even if you don't tell me."

Fu Qingzhou raised his eyebrows and said, "Although you have concealed your own martial arts, and used all the moves that are common in the martial arts world, such as the Frost Cloud Sword, the Bone-Twisting Hand, and the Eighteen-Movement Elastic Kick, but you can't hide your internal strength."

He smiled and said, "You practice the Zixiao Jiuyin Gong - you are from the Ziqi Xianfeng Temple."

Snap.

The pen that Qiu Chan was using to draw her eyebrows fell on the table.

She lowered her hands, narrowed her eyes, and looked deeply at Fu Qingzhou in the mirror, with a hint of murderous intent in her eyes.

"Want to kill me to silence me?"

Fu Qingzhou shrugged: "There's really no need. I dare to say it out loud. First, it means I'm not afraid of you. Second, it also means that you and I are not in a hostile relationship. Otherwise, I could have kept it a secret and done something to you at a critical moment. Why should I reveal that I know your identities now?"

This made a lot of sense, so the murderous intent in Qiu Chan's eyes gradually faded.

She turned her head, and a hint of seduction suddenly appeared in the corner of her eyes: "Since you already know my identity, why don't you tell me your true identity?"

This girl changes her expression faster than turning the pages of a book.

Fu Qingzhou didn't buy her trick and laughed dryly, "Don't bother me. You didn't tell me your identity. I guessed it myself. It doesn't count. If you have the ability, do you also guess my origin?"

The charm in Qiu Chan's eyes disappeared completely in an instant.

"It's boring." She turned her head and continued to put on makeup.

Fu Qingzhou shook his head, put away the Tong Ran Fu, and found a comfortable position on the crooked bed. He had to hand Qiu Chan over tomorrow, so he had to rest today.

For some reason, he quite enjoyed the process of bickering with Qiu Chan... It was quite interesting to have a smart little beauty who was not as smart as himself to quarrel with.

Looking back, it is true that the Ziqi Xianfeng Temple and the Zhenxian Palace have the same origin, which is why the content of "Zixiao Jiuyin Gong" is clearly recorded on Langhuan Mountain. Otherwise, it would be difficult to recognize it.

This technique is only suitable for women to practice. Once a man practices it, he may become feminine... Therefore, the Ziqi Xianfeng Temple is full of women.

This kind of martial arts was extremely chilling and invaded the meridians, and was extremely frightening. Qiu Chan looked to be about the same age as himself, but she was able to cultivate this martial arts to the fifth level, and her talent was also extremely outstanding.

Just as he was daydreaming and about to fall into a deep sleep, someone suddenly kicked the bed, waking him up again.

When he opened his eyes, he saw Qiu Chan, who had turned back into a country girl, standing beside him, looking at him with dissatisfaction.

"This is the only bed. Let me sleep on it," she asked bluntly.

Fu Qingzhou rolled his eyes: "This bed is collapsed... Look, there's a recliner over there, you can sleep there."

Seeing that he didn't move, Qiu Chan turned away angrily.

As night fell, the two of them lay at opposite ends of the room, their breathing becoming even.

The next morning, before the rooster crowed, the two of them woke up.

Naturally, it was an uncomfortable night's sleep, but it was not a problem for a practitioner who had opened the fifth level of martial arts.

The two of them tidied up briefly and looked at each other.

"Let's go?" Fu Qingzhou spread his hands: "The show still needs to be performed."

Qiu Chan sighed helplessly, reached out and held his hand, and they pushed the door open together.

The moment the wooden door opened, the expressions of both of them changed at the same time.

"Such a strong smell of blood!" Qiu Chan whispered.

Fu Qingzhou also narrowed his eyes: "Don't panic, stay calm."

The two of them walked quickly in the direction where the smell of blood came from. The smell was so close, it must be near this courtyard or in the casino.

Soon, they followed the smell and found a familiar place - Gu Zhengqing's tea house.

It was still early and the casino had not yet opened. There was no one around. The two looked at each other again and nodded at the same time.

Fu Qingzhou slowly reached out to push the door open, while Qiu Chan stood with her hands hanging down and began to practice her internal energy quietly.

With a creak, the door opened halfway.

A thick blood color came into view, the ground and walls were covered with blood.

Fu Qingzhou was shocked and pushed the door open completely.

The scene inside the door caught their eyes and they both gasped in shock.

Next to the tea table, Gu Zhengqing sat leaning against the wall with his head down and eyes wide open. There was a huge bloody palm print on his chest. The palm print was deeply embedded in his chest, and it was probably that he had broken his bones and rotten his internal organs. Blood gushed out from his seven orifices, covering the ground.

But he was not the only one who died.

On the table on the other side of the room, there was a human head.

It was a woman. You could tell she was originally a pretty girl, but now her facial features were twisted in pain. Her headless body, dressed in black night clothes, lay on the side, and most of the blood in the room flowed from her broken neck.

A corpse, a room, and a little spirit.

She was not dead, but her eyes had lost their luster and she sat in a pool of blood as if she was completely stunned.

"S-Senior Sister?!"

Qiu Chan looked at the head on the table and cried out.

Hey, the contract was signed suddenly, which is also good news.

Of course, there is also bad news, that is, if the performance is not good in the future and the data is very bad, there is no way to blame the fact that he did not sign the contract (dog head)
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(End of this chapter)