Xuanxia

Chapter 640 Lan Jingsong

Lan Jingsong, who walked out of the shop, was not a handsome young man, but he was a handsome young man.

He looked to be about twenty-six or twenty-seven years old, with a tall and slender figure and regular features. However, the excitement flashing in his eyes was too intense and quite aggressive.

However, after seeing Fu Qingzhou, that excitement immediately disappeared and turned into astonishment and confusion.

"This is……"

Lan Jingsong paused.

"Can you, can you help?" Qiu Chan asked in a trembling voice, her tone full of pleading: "Master is furious, I, I have no other choice, only you can help..."

"Master? Master Baihe?"

Lan Jingsong's face was filled with doubt and surprise, but he still maintained the most basic vigilance of a top intelligence worker. He did not move forward, but instead cast his gaze towards Fu Qingzhou.

At this time, Fu Qingzhou kept coughing, coughing up pieces of frozen blood. His whole body was stiff and his face was pale as if he was dying, with half of his body pressing on Qiu Chan's shoulder.

"This is……"

It was late at night and the moon was dark. Lan Jingsong didn't recognize who this man was at first, but he was not stupid and immediately understood: "This is Fu Qingzhou!"

How could he not know that Qiu Chan and Fu Qingzhou had been very close in the past year?
How could he not know that Qiu Chan and this man... were not normal?
But he noticed this young girl when he first went to Ziqixianfeng Temple many years ago.

Although Qiu Chan was only fourteen or fifteen years old that year, much younger than himself, her charming appearance immediately struck Lan Jingsong's heart.

At that time, he might not have noticed the playful look of Baihe Zhenren beside him.

This also meant that he would become the victim this time...

He might not have done anything wrong, but when he ignored Qiu Chan's wishes, eagerly accepted the marriage, and went to propose marriage with great fanfare, did he really not think that there was another Fu Qingzhou?
In a blink of an eye, Lan Jingsong figured out a lot of things.

His eyes were slightly stern: "You were planning to come and grab the bride, but you were seriously injured by Master Baihe?"

Qiu Chan lowered her head and pursed her lips.

Lan Jingsong's expression became very complicated and he couldn't help but sneer.

But before he could say anything, Fu Qingzhou raised his head with a look of humiliation: "How, how could it be him... I..."

He gritted his teeth and looked at Qiu Chan: "I don't need...his help..."

As soon as these words came out, Lan Jingsong, who had a complicated expression on his face just now, suddenly became energetic!
What does a love rival look like to a man?
Maybe everyone has different opinions, but one thing is certain - that is, no man does not want to defeat his love rival!

From big things like power, wealth, status, and ability to small things like appearance, dress, wisdom, and even maybe who eats better... they can all be compared!

However, it is a very satisfying thing to defeat a love rival, and it is even more satisfying if you do it in front of your loved one.

So, is there anything more satisfying than defeating your love rival?

Have!
That is, your love rival asks you for help!

He is powerless and has nowhere to go. Like a dog, he can only wag his tail at you and beg for mercy!
At this point, does it matter who the woman favors?

Even if her heart is not with me, so what?

I am the cloud in the high sky, so high that you cannot touch me. I will lightly wave my sleeves and easily settle the things that you cannot settle. She will look at me with gratitude, guilt, and complex eyes, and may even have a little admiration for me. And that love rival? Haha, he can only lower his head, grit his teeth in humiliation, and live his whole life with the life I gave him!

A smile appeared on Lan Jingsong's face.

"come in."

He smiled and said, "It's just a small matter."

"No, no need!" Fu Qingzhou covered his chest and said angrily: "Let's go..."

"Can you be more mature?"

Qiu Chan yelled at him: "Do you really want to die?" This made Fu Qingzhou lower his head and stop talking. Qiu Chan turned to Lan Jingsong and smiled helplessly: "Please."

Lan Jingsong smiled calmly and unrestrainedly, and nodded: "It's okay, come in."

After saying that, he even took the initiative to come forward.

So, Fu Qingzhou, who was extremely resistant but unable to struggle due to his serious injuries, was forcibly supported by Qiu Chan and walked into the store. Lan Jingsong also closed the door himself and then extended his hand to Fu Qingzhou.

"Let me do it."

He gave Qiu Chan a gentle, caring smile: "Don't get tired."

After saying that, he took Fu Qingzhou in his hands and put him on his shoulders.

Just then, he heard Fu Qingzhou open his mouth and slowly said, "Brother, the warm man is behind the dog."

"?"

Lan Jingsong was stunned and didn't react to what this meant.

The next moment, a force so powerful that he could not imagine came from the back of his neck!
He didn't even have time to think or react before his vision went dark and his consciousness became blurry.

Looking at Lan Jingsong who fell to the ground with a thud, Fu Qingzhou slowly stood up. Within a few breaths, the Qi Ran Jue surging in his body had dispelled the coldness in his meridians.

"The smile he just had seemed like he was secretly happy, didn't he?"

Qiu Chan walked forward while complaining and said with a pout.

Of course Fu Qingzhou knew what Lan Jingsong was secretly happy about, otherwise how could he have come up with such a vicious trick?

But this kid didn't make any big mistakes, so there's no need to do anything to him.

Like I said before, just a little lesson will do.

"First, knock down all the people in Qianfang Baixiao Tower in this stronghold." Fu Qingzhou said softly, "You do it or I do it?"

"I come."

Qiu Chan smiled sweetly at him: "Your injury is not fully healed yet, take a rest for a while."

Chan'er becomes very considerate when she is in love.

Fu Qingzhou's teeth were almost falling out from the sweetness.

Qiu Chan turned her head, her true energy circulated, and a chill emanated from her body. She took a step forward and walked towards the depths of the store.

Just at this moment, the young man who was guarding the door came out from behind the door curtain, saying, "Sir, do you need help...ah?!"

He immediately saw Lan Jingsong lying on the ground and Qiu Chan walking towards him.

The next moment, before he could open his mouth to shout, a palm wind as cold as icy crystals blew past, and the young man's mind and body froze together, and he fell straight down.

Qiu Chan smiled slightly, lifted the curtain and went to the backyard.

Fu Qingzhou squatted down and looked at Lan Jingsong.

"People from the Lan family, Qianfang Baixiao Tower..."

He narrowed his eyes.

Of course, he still remembered that among the Eight Kingly Swords, there was a "Sword of Wisdom", which was to be given to an important figure in the Lan family, and that important figure was the owner of Qianfang Baixiao Tower!
"This is like forcing one's own children and nephews into Qianfang Baixiao Building."

Fu Qingzhou smiled and said, "It seems that we have to find a way to have the best of both worlds... We can't offend them too much, otherwise, wouldn't Ning Baimei's painstaking efforts be ruined by me?"

(End of this chapter)