Xuanxia

Chapter 639 Bad Trick
Lan Jingsong is in this Hexing City.

Qianfang Baixiaolou has bases everywhere in the world - in the world, not Dayan.

But there are not many places that are truly worthy of them sending their personal disciples to stay there permanently.

Hexing City is one of them.

Ziqixianfeng Temple is the second best in the world.

When the Zhenxian Palace was number one in the world, they were number two.

Now Jinchan Temple is number one in the world, and they are still number two.

Of course, being second is not as glorious as being first, but being able to always be second is also a powerful ability.

Yes, there is no Xuanxing in the Ziqi Xianfeng Temple today. It is not like the Zhenxian Palace in the past, nor like the Jinchan Temple today... But in terms of the number and quality of strong people in the Dongtian realm, coupled with its terrifyingly profound foundation, no one dares to challenge it.

Perhaps the previous Wulin Alliance has some hope.

But this "hope" also needs to be prefixed with "in time".

Such a powerful Ziqi Xianfeng Temple is naturally one of the most important partners of Qianfang Baixiao Tower.

The money that Master Baihe gives to Qianfang Baixiao Tower every month is enough to support dozens of people in the tower.

"Master said that sending me to connect with Lan Jingsong was a lie to you."

In the shadows deep in the alley, Qiu Chan half leaned against the brick wall and said leisurely: "From the beginning to the end, only the master in the sect can do this... If it's not our master, then it's Uncle Xuanyi."

Behind her, Fu Qingzhou was also leaning against the wall, looking through the narrow gap in the alley at the reddish light of lanterns on the street not far away.

The shop behind the lantern is the base of Qianfang Baixiaolou.

"What are your plans?" Qiu Chan's eyes lit up: "Just break in and catch him?"

"Can't catch it."

Fu Qingzhou smiled bitterly and said, "You have seen Zhao Hao's lightness and leg skills to some extent... The guy inside is his senior brother. Even if he can't beat me, he will definitely run faster than me. I probably won't be able to catch up with him."

Qiu Chan: "Then?"

Fu Qingzhou turned his head and looked at her deeply.

Qiu Chan: “?”

"Do you remember the first time we worked together and tricked Brother Wu Changfeng into thinking he was Fa Zheng? How did we act that time?" Fu Qingzhou grinned.

Qiu Chan's eyes widened and her cheeks puffed up: "Okay, you want me to sell my body! Scumbag!"

"Wrong."

Fu Qingzhou squinted his eyes and said, "He is from Qianfang Baixiao Tower, how could he not recognize me? I have another way."

After that, he leaned close to Qiu Chan's ear and whispered a few words quickly.

Qiu Chan opened her beautiful eyes and covered her mouth, saying, "No way, so vicious? You pervert, you have changed, your heart has turned evil!"

Fu Qingzhou stretched out his hand and pinched her face: "Just tell me whether you will do it or not?"

"Fuck, this is so interesting!" Qiu Chan laughed and said, "You were too kind before! You should have been like this a long time ago~"

"What are you talking about?"

Fu Qingzhou rolled his eyes and said, "I have always been kind, okay? No matter how well this man pretends to be, he can't escape the fact that he knows you don't want to get married, but still..."

"Alright, alright." Qiu Chan interrupted him from accusing others of crimes, grabbed his sleeves with both hands and shook them, smiling, "Take this opportunity to vent your anger, okay?"

This smile is sweet to the heart.

Fu Qingzhou felt as if he had drunk a mouthful of aged wine, and his whole body relaxed: "That's not necessary, I'm in a good mood today, a little lesson will be enough."

After that, he put his arm around Qiu Chan's shoulders and said, "Let's go."

"and many more."

Qiu Chan glanced at him and said, "You don't look like someone who is seriously injured, do you?"

Fu Qingzhou smiled: "It's okay, isn't this a small matter?"

As he said this, he was about to use his internal energy to attack himself.

But Qiu Chan stopped him immediately: "Don't! My master wants to hurt you, how come you don't have any coldness on your body? Do you really think Zixiao Nine Yin Gong is a joke? Let me do it!" After that, she placed one hand on Fu Qingzhou's chest, and an extremely cold air began to spread through Fu Qingzhou's body, freezing his clothes and crawling all over his body.

He did not resist, allowing the breath to quickly invade his meridians. For a moment, he felt an extreme cold pain in his meridians, muscles, and bones. He coughed violently a few times, and spat out several frozen blood clots from his mouth.

"Are you okay?" Qiu Chan asked with concern.

Fu Qingzhou smiled and nodded at her.

What he actually wanted to say was, if it were in the past, you would definitely wait for me to hurt myself first before taking action... then my injury would be more serious and more realistic.

It turns out that a woman in love loves her man.

However, Fu Qingzhou did not dare to say this.

His desire to survive sealed his mouth.

So Qiu Chan carried Fu Qingzhou and walked towards the shop with lanterns hanging on it, one step deep and one step shallow.

Soon, she knocked on the door.

It was late at night, there were no pedestrians on the street, and the shops were closed. The sound of knocking on the door echoed in the street, especially clear.

Soon, the door panel moved away, revealing a young man's face. He first glanced at Qiu Chan and the obviously seriously injured Fu Qingzhou, and then showed an impatient look on his face: "This is not a pharmacy, nor a clinic!"

After saying that, he was about to put the door panel back.

Qiu Chan stretched out a hand, blocked the door, and whispered hurriedly: "I am Qiu Chan."

The young man was startled.

After hearing these four words, he carefully looked at the woman in front of him with the light of the lantern.

Seeing this, the young man's face turned red.

There was no other reason, Qiu Chan was indeed pretty enough. Her beauty was not the graceful beauty of a lady from a wealthy family, but the prettiness and charm of a woman from the underworld. However, compared with most young female cultivators, she had a bit more of the indifference and tranquility of a disciple directly taught by a powerful master of a great realm.

The cold wind of the winter night lifted her hair. Under the light of the red lantern, her anxious face was glowing red, making her look particularly moving.

The young man was completely stunned.

"Quick, go find Lan Jingsong!"

Qiu Chan bit her lip and said, "Just say I'm here to find him!"

The young man was startled, as if awakened from a dream.

He then remembered what had happened to his son recently, and how happy and proud he had been recently...

"I know, I know, wait a moment!"

he said quickly.

As for the seriously injured man that Qiu Chan was holding...

Never mind, just go and report first.

The young man quickly turned around and went into the store.

Fu Qingzhou lowered his head and his eyes met Qiu Chan's.

"Your skills haven't diminished, Chan'er." He said with a smile.

Qiu Chan raised her nose proudly: "That's right! Don't underestimate me, you pervert~"

"Can you please stop calling me a pervert?" Fu Qingzhou said helplessly, "It really doesn't sound good."

Qiu Chan stuck out her tongue and said, "No matter what, people are coming, so stop talking."

As they were talking, footsteps were heard in the shop.

It can be heard that this man's light Kung Fu is extremely advanced, not inferior to Zhao Hao at all. When he walked, his steps were steady and light as a mountain cat, soft and firm, and almost silent. But it was probably because he was in his own territory and was not fighting the enemy or sneaking in, so he did not deliberately hide his footsteps, so they were heard by the two men.

"Qiu, Qiu Chan?!"

Soon, a clearly excited voice came from the store: "Why...why did you come to see me?!"

(End of this chapter)