Xuanhuan: I am the bad luck villain

Hearing Qinglian Sanren's words, Zhao Tiangang opened his mouth, but in the end he couldn't say anything.

After all, everyone has said so, so what else can he say.

He sat aside silently, and the room fell into silence for a while.

Looking at the injuries on his body, he recalled the terrifying punch of the Patriarch of the Qin family.

Turning his head to look at Qinglian Sanren again, Zhao Tiangang got up suddenly after being silent for a few seconds.

"Immortal head, I can't eat the grain yet, I'm a bit hungry now, let's find something to eat first, besides, you and I will part ways tomorrow, although I can't find anything good, but before I leave, I have to toast you to express my gratitude Just do it."

"You...well, little brother has a heart."

Watching Zhao Tiangang walk out of the room, Qinglian Sanren's eyes were fixed, and she manipulated the remaining true energy, and took her sword to her side.

After seeing this kid's ruthless methods just now, Qinglian Sanren has actually become wary of him.

Walking outside, the heart of defense is indispensable.

Qinglian Sanren was powerful before, so naturally he didn't care about Zhao Tiangang's little things.

But it is different now, he has already been beaten and disabled, Zhao Tiangang has the ability to threaten him at this time, so he has to guard against it.

About half an hour later, the door opened again, and Zhao Tiangang walked in from the outside.

Not only is he holding some fruits in his arms, but there is even a roast chicken and a bottle of wine among them.

How these things came about, Qinglian Sanren didn't know, and didn't want to know.

Facing Zhao Tiangang's enthusiastic offer of wine, he did not refuse, but gulped it down happily.

It's just that he didn't eat anything after that, instead, he began to practice with his eyes closed on the grounds that he needed to heal his injuries.

Looking at Qinglian Sanren sitting cross-legged and motionless, Zhao Tiangang gnawed on the roast chicken and stared at him intently.

Time passed by every minute and every second, and in the silence of the abandoned temple, Qinglian Sanren closed his eyes and rested his body slightly shaking, and opened his eyes suddenly.

Looking at Zhao Tiangang opposite with a face of astonishment, Qinglian Sanren showed a ghostly expression on his face.

He was already careful enough, he didn't eat any food, and the wine he drank was wrapped in true energy and quickly evaporated.

But even so, there is still something wrong with his body at this time!
A sense of powerlessness came to my heart, and the already damaged meridians gradually stagnated.

Sensing that the situation was not good, Qinglian Sanren struggled to get up, but just halfway up, he fell heavily to the ground again.

"you!"

Looking at the astonished look of Qinglian Sanren, Zhao Tiangang stood up silently while grabbing his own steel knife, without any expression on his face, only his eyes were flickering with coldness.

"The special Mongolian sweat medicine, which I prepared to deal with businessmen and their bodyguards, is also effective against innate-level masters. I was afraid that it would be ineffective for you. Now it seems that your injuries are really serious."

"Zhao Tiangang! You and I have no grievances! I still have kindness to you! Why do you treat me like this!"

"Yes? Have you never heard the saying of sending the Buddha to the West? You patted your ass and left when you saw something bad happened, but what should I do? How long can I survive under the pursuit of the Qin family?" sky?"

Holding the knife handle tightly, Zhao Tiangang's eyes gradually narrowed.

"Anyway, you're useless, why don't you give me your precious jade that can protect you? It's a good time for everyone to get together."

"you you!"

Qinglian Sanren struggled against the wall, his already broken arm looked even more desolate at this moment.

It's just that Zhao Tiangang, who saw this scene, didn't approach immediately. Instead, he raised his hand and touched the wound on his waist, with a lingering fear expression on his face.

He has a wound on his waist, which was caused by a surprise attack by a bodyguard when he used Mongolian sweat medicine to assassinate the businessman.

At that time, the bodyguard also seemed to have been recruited, and he didn't even have the strength to resist.

But after he took the initiative to approach, the other party suddenly violently gave him a blow.

If it wasn't for his quick reaction, and the bodyguard's lack of stamina due to poisoning, Zhao Tiangang might have been directly counter-killed by the other party.

After suffering a loss once, how could Zhao Tiangang be fooled a second time.

Regardless of whether the guy in front of him is pretending or real, it is impossible for Zhao Tiangang to approach him on his own initiative.

Cautiously took out a pack of Mongolian sweat medicine from his waist, Zhao Tiangang opened it, and blew it in the direction of Qinglian Sanren, and at the same time put an antidote pill in his mouth.

This third-rate method is very handy for him to use.

Seeing the medicine powder rushing towards her face, Qinglian Sanren, who couldn't avoid it at all, suddenly shrank her pupils and roared fiercely.

"Zhao Tiangang! Even if I'm a ghost, I won't let you go!"

As soon as the words fell, the sword that had been inserted by his side rotated and shot towards Zhao Tiangang at high speed, straight for Zhao Tiangang's face.

It's a pity that affected by the injury and poison, this move of controlling the sword has no shape, not to mention the pitifully small power, and the speed is not very good.

Zhao Tiangang, who had been prepared for a long time, turned sideways to dodge, but a small slit was cut in his clothes, and he successfully avoided this move.

Looking at the sword flying several meters away, it fell to the ground with a clang.

Zhao Tiangang even raised his leg vigilantly and kicked the sword away, then drew out the steel knife and turned to Qinglian Sanren.

Regardless of the opponent's desperate struggle, Zhao Tiangang stabbed into the opponent's body suddenly, and then stirred with all his strength.

After stabbing several times, looking at the wide-eyed Qinglian Sanren who was gradually losing vitality, Zhao Tiangang drew his knife and let out a cold snort at the same time.

"Becoming a ghost won't let me go? I'm not even afraid of people! I'm still afraid of ghosts! Besides, if you don't enter the Nascent Soul, your soul will be invisible. Where did you go to become a ghost?"

If the person in front of him was the legendary Nascent Soul Stage, Zhao Tiangang really didn't dare to have any malicious intentions.

It's a pity that he's not, he's just a golden core stage monk, he can't get his soul out of his body, can't take away others, let alone escape his soul and find a way to get revenge.

If he is dead, he is really dead, and no one can save him.

Pushing away the unrepentant Qinglian Loose Cultivator, Zhao Tiangang began to rummage through him.

A storage ring made of jade, this is the first time Zhao Tian has seen it, and he can't play with it at all.

A damaged Houtian-level sword. The grade is unknown, but it doesn't look like it's a good product.

In addition, it is barely a magic weapon, a wine gourd that can hold a lot of fine wine.

The last is the highlight of this time, Baoyu who has saved the life of Qinglian Sanren many times.

Touching the precious jade in his hand and looking at the jade pendant, Zhao Tiangang felt uncomfortable again.

I think back then he also had an inherited treasure jade, and there was also a fairy sister in it.

It's a pity that things are different and people are different. Not to mention Baoyu was taken away, his childhood sweetheart was also taken away by the other party.

By the way, how did that woman suddenly become so strong?I haven't heard that the Qin family has any secret treasures either.

Could it be that the secret in Yu was shared with her by that fat man!
No wonder this woman is so attached to the Qin family!It turns out that they have already joined forces with each other!

Holding the jade pendant tightly, Zhao Tiangang's eyes gradually turned fierce.

In a short time, he didn't dare to provoke the Qin family anymore, but that didn't mean he would stop there.

The grievances between the two sides are not over yet.

Just when Zhao Tiangang sat next to the corpse, he began to try to open the storage ring.

A cold voice suddenly rang in his ears.

"What a vicious boy, the benefactor kills as soon as he says! You are really a good seed for being a villain!"

As soon as these words came out, Zhao Tiangang shook violently, grabbed the steel knife and hurriedly got up.

"who?!"