Chapter 639 Bad move
Lan Jingsong is in Hexing City.
Qianfang Baixiao Tower has a stronghold in the world - it is Tianxia, not Dayan.
But there are not many places that are truly worthy of them sending their personal disciples to stay.
Hexing City counts as one.
The Purple Qi Immortal Wind View is the second in the world.
When the True Immortal Palace was number one in the world, they were number two.
Now that Jin Chan Temple is number one in the world, they are still number two.
Of course second place is not as glorious as first place, but being able to always be second is also a powerful skill.
Yes, today’s Ziqi Immortal Wind Temple does not have Xuanxing, it is not like the True Immortal Palace back then, nor is it like the Jin Chan Temple today... But in terms of the number and quality of the powerful people in the cave heaven realm, plus No one dares to touch upon the frighteningly deep foundation.
Perhaps the previous Wulin Alliance had some hope.
But this "hope" also needs to be prefixed with "given time".
Such a powerful Purple Qi Immortal Wind Temple is naturally one of the most important cooperation partners of Qianfang Baixiao Tower.
The money that Master Baihe sprinkles into Qianfang Baixiao Building every month is enough to support dozens of people in the building.
"Master said that he was lying to you when he sent me to meet Lan Jingsong."
In the shadows deep in the alley, Qiu Chan leaned half against the brick wall and said leisurely: "This matter can only be done by the master in the sect from the beginning to the end...either the master or Uncle Xuanyi."< br>
Behind her, Fu Qingzhou was also leaning against the wall, looking through the narrow gap in the alley at the reddish lantern light on the street not far away.
The shop behind the lantern is the stronghold of Qianfang Baixiao Tower.
"What are your plans?" Qiu Chan's eyes brightened: "Break in directly and catch him?"
"Can't catch him."
Fu Qingzhou smiled bitterly and said: "You have seen Zhao Hao's light skills and leg skills to some extent... The one inside is still his senior brother. Even if he can't beat me, he will definitely run faster than me, and I probably won't be able to catch up."< br>
Qiu Chan: "What?"
Fu Qingzhou turned his head and took a deep look at her.
Qiu Chan: "?"
"Do you still remember the first time we cooperated and deceived Brother Wu Changfeng as Fazheng? How did we act that time? Waiting?" Fu Qingzhou grinned.
Qiu Chan's eyes widened and her cheeks puffed up: "Okay, you want me to betray my lust! Scumbag!"
"Wrong."
Fu Qingzhou winked. : "He is from Qianfang Baixiao Tower, how could he not recognize me? I have other ways."
After that, he came close to Qiu Chan's ear and whispered a few words quickly .
Qiu Chan opened her beautiful eyes with force, covered her mouth and said: "Isn't it, so vicious? Damn you thief, you have changed, your heart has become dark!"
Fu Qingzhou stretched out his hand and pinched her face: "Just tell me whether you want to do it or not?"
"Do it, it's so fun!" Qiu Chan laughed and said: "You were too kind before! You should have done it a long time ago That's it~"
"What are you talking about?"
Fu Qingzhou rolled his eyes and said, "I've always been kind, okay? No matter how well this person pretends to be external, he can't get away from it. Knowing that you don't want to get married, you still..."
"Okay, okay." Qiu Chan interrupted him from scolding others, grabbed his sleeves with both hands and shook them, and said with a smile: "While I'm at it, Take this opportunity to vent your anger, okay?”
This smile is sweet to the heart.
Fu Qingzhou felt as if he had taken a sip of old wine and felt comfortable: "That's no need. I'm in a good mood today, so I'll just teach you a lesson."
After that, He put his arm around Qiu Chan's shoulders: "Let's go."
"Wait."
Qiu Chan glanced at him: "You don't look like you are seriously injured. Human?”
Fu Qingzhou smiled: "It's okay, isn't this a trivial matter?"
As he said that, he wanted to use his kung fu to practice on himself.
But Qiu Chan stopped him immediately: "Don't! My master wants to hurt you, how come you don't have any coldness in your body? Do you really think Zixiao Jiuyin Kung Fu is just a joke? I'll do it!" , she put a hand on Fu Qingzhou's chest, and an extremely cold air began to spread on Fu Qingzhou's body, freezing his clothes and spreading all over his body.
He did not resist, and allowed the breath to quickly invade the meridians of his body. For a moment, the pain of extreme cold came from the muscles and bones of his meridians, and he coughed heavily. After a few sounds, he spit out a few blood clots that were frozen into ice.
"Are you okay?" Qiu Chan asked with concern.
Fu Qingzhou smiled and nodded at her.
What he actually wanted to say just now is that if it were in the past, you would have waited for me to hurt myself first before taking action... That way I would have been injured more seriously and more realistically.
As expected, a woman in love loves her man.
However, Fu Qingzhou did not dare to say this.
His desire to live sealed his mouth.
So, Qiu Chan carried Fu Qingzhou, one foot deep and one foot shallow, towards the shop with the lantern hanging on it.
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, which was particularly clear.
After a while, the door panel moved away, revealing a young face. It was a young man. After glancing at Qiu Chan and Fu Qingzhou, who was obviously seriously injured, he showed an impatient look on his face: "This is not a pharmacy. Not even a medical clinic! ”
After that, he was about to put the door panel back.
Qiu Chan stretched out a hand, blocked the door panel, and whispered hastily: "I am Qiu Chan."
The young man was startled.
After hearing these four words, he took a closer look at the woman in front of him by the light of the lantern.
At this sight, the young man's face turned red.
Without him, Qiu Chan is indeed pretty enough. It is not the grace and beauty of a noble lady or a wealthy lady, but the beauty and charm of a child in the world. But compared with most young female cultivators, she is a bit more powerful. The indifference and tranquility of a direct disciple.
The cold wind on the winter night blew up her hair, and under the red lantern, her anxious face glowed red, which was 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 waking up from a dream.
Only then did he think of what happened to his young master recently, and also how happy and proud he was these days...
"I know, I know, wait a moment!"
He said quickly.
As for the seriously injured man Qiu Chan was holding...
Don't worry about it, go report first.
The young man quickly turned back and got into the shop.
Fu Qingzhou lowered his head and met Qiu Chan's eyes.
“Your skills are not diminished, Chan’er.” He smiled.
Qiu Chan raised her nose proudly: "That's right! Don't underestimate people, you damn pervert~"
"Can you stop calling me a thief?" Fu Qingzhou said helplessly: "It's really hard to hear."
Qiu Chan stuck out her tongue: "No matter what, people are coming, so stop talking."
While talking, there was a sound of footsteps in the store.
It can be heard that this person is extremely skilled in Qinggong, not inferior to Zhao Hao at all. When he walks, his steps are as steady and nimble as a lynx, soft and firm, and almost silent, but it is probably because he is walking The territory was occupied, and he was not responding to the enemy or sneaking in. He did not deliberately hide his steps so that they could be heard by the two.
“Qiu, Qiu Chan?!”
Soon, a clearly excited voice came from the store: "How could you...how could you come to me?!"
(End of this chapter)