Su Bian Cultivation World

The duel with Du Di did not take Han Qianling much effort.

Not counting the etiquette that the two of them performed in accordance with the regulations before the attack, the real ultimate move was settled in an instant.

Du Chuan has been staring at Han Qianling intently from the audience.He still remembered that when he intercepted and killed Luo Jiujiang last time, he was still calm and uninjured after a strong shock, so he wanted to see the opponent's moves clearly at the beginning of the game.

It's just that last time he fought against Han Qianling in person, he couldn't draw any conclusions, and now it's even more delusional to want to watch clearly.Compared with Du Di's provocative behavior after the adjudicating elder signaled the start of the match, Han Qianling remained silent.

Others didn't understand him, they only knew that Han Qianling usually had such a temperament.Only Luo Jiujiang, who was almost as familiar with him as the same person, could clearly discern the half scorn that flashed across his brows and eyes - he didn't even bother to say a single syllable to Du Di.

Contrary to Du Chuan's expectation, Han Qianling didn't use the saber hanging from his waist, nor did he show his powerful palm kung fu like he did last time when he dealt with him.I saw his wide sleeves fluttering in the wind, the wide sleeves bulged up high as if inflated, and then collapsed quickly.During this period, as the air in the sleeve was ejected at high speed, it was...

Before everyone in the audience could see what Han Qianling had shot out, Du Di covered his face with his hands and fell to the ground screaming in pain.The spectators took a closer look, and found that there were more than a hundred sharp fish scales shining coldly on Du Di's hands, including his cheeks!

The people in the audience just now saw a flash of gray light at Han Qianling's cuff, which seemed to drag out a few shadows.But they never expected that there were hundreds of fish scales released in the blink of an eye.

The hundreds of fish scales broke through the defense of Du Di's magic weapon in an instant, and were deeply nailed between his flesh and flesh. There was something strange on the scales, which made Du Di's muscles tingle and his whole body went numb. The blood from top to bottom seemed to pour into his brain in an instant, and white light and black light flashed repeatedly in front of his eyes.

In Du Di's field of vision, Han Qianling's figure flickered and fluctuated like the ever-changing light, and he gradually approached until he was in front of his eyes.The next moment, his chest was stepped on by Han Qianling's foot, and he was so stuffy that he could hardly breathe.

"Since there is brotherly enmity, there must be brotherly repayment." Du Di could only hear a few vague syllables, which were diluted indistinctly and indistinctly by the rush of blood in the eardrum.

Naturally, he couldn't see that Han Qianling was facing the audience at this time, and his two piercing gazes were fixed on Du Chuan unavoidably: "Whoever wants Luo Jiujiang's life, I will take his own life. "

The next moment, Du Di was kicked and fell off the stage. Amidst the severe pain of a mouthful of blood gushing out of his throat, he only remembered the indifferent and indifferent tone: "Let Du Chuan wash his neck and wait."

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As soon as Han Qianling stepped off the stage, Luo Jiujiang grabbed his wrist and dragged him to a clean place.Outside, the people of Du's family were busy applying medicine to the young master of their family to stop the bleeding, changing clothes and fanning, the noise was chaotic.

Luo Jiujiang didn't care about those shouting noises, but only looked into Han Qianling's eyes: "Show me your fish scales."

Han Qianling raised an eyebrow: "Can't this be hidden from you?"

He reached into his sleeve pocket and took out a silver-gray fish scale and held it on his fingertips. Without any hesitation, he handed it to Luo Jiujiang, not allowing him to reach out to take it, but motioning him to look at it with his own hand: "Don't Touch it, it's poisonous."

Luo Jiujiang couldn't help but shake his head and sighed: "The regulations of the competition stipulate that weapons are not allowed to be poisoned... Forget it, what kind of poison is it? Let's take care of the head and tail."

"The scales are self-contained, and they ooze when they are stained with blood, but the poison doesn't spread quickly, and it's their turn to show their abilities after the big competition. They can't find out." Han Qianling put away the silver-gray fish scale, and slowly put his hands behind his back, "I left last night to look for traces of this fish. The toxin it carries can break people's meridians... Du Di deserves to die. I will only take half of his life, and I won't take more than half of his life."

Luo Jiujiang wondered: "What kind of fish has this kind of poison? I have never learned it before."

"The world is so big, how can people search for all the rare things." Han Qianling shook his head dismissively, "This fish is not easy to catch, and I'm afraid few people know it, and it doesn't have a name."

"Hmm..." Luo Jiujiang dragged out his tone, and his brows gathered a little.Han Qianling's eyes moved when he saw it, and he almost couldn't help reaching out to flatten the gap between his eyebrows, but he was suddenly grabbed by the wrist.

Luo Jiujiang checked Han Qianling's pulse carefully up and down, and let go after confirming that he really had no internal injuries. He joked: "No matter how difficult it is to grasp, you will scrape the scales off. I see you are Praise yourself in a different way."

"The difficulty is for you." Han Qianling said in a low voice.This has been the case since childhood. He never concealed his abnormality in front of Luo Jiujiang. "For me, catching this kind of fish and picking up that conch is as easy as humming a song."

Luo Jiujiang burst into laughter: "Humming? This is amazing. We've known each other for almost ten years. This is the first time I know you can sing. How about singing another one for me?"

"Not now." Han Qianling's eyes moved, and a smile seemed to flash in his eyes, "If you really want to hear it, keep the conch shell I gave you... there is a song I left behind. "

That night, Luo Jiujiang couldn't hold back his curiosity, and put the inscription screw to his ear several times, but finally he couldn't hear anything, so he had to sleep with his head depressed.

In his dream at night, he only heard that the female ghost was mournful, the tortoise scratched the wall with its nails; A certain rough magic voice lingered in his ears, and he laughed and sang a soft and soft ditty with a barbaric accent, which almost knocked his head off the ground.

When Luo Jiujiang got up again, he resolutely vowed not to think about Han Qianling's singing again.

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Du Chuan hurried all the way back to Du's house.

A servant was guarding the door, and as soon as he saw Du Chuan's face, he trotted over and said respectfully: "Young master, Doctor Bai is looking at the injury of the second son in the patriarch's room, and sent the young one to invite you... ..."

Before the servant finished speaking, he was pushed away by the impatient Du Chuan. Du Chuan took two steps in the opposite direction, then turned around and grabbed the servant by the collar: "Who is in charge?" Lying? Is Mr. Li from the East Wing there?"

Du Chuan was never polite to his servants. When he was a child, he would tie people who didn't agree with him to a tree with a sword and hack them to death. Zhan Di nodded indiscriminately, not knowing what he was doing.

After three breaths, Du Chuan rushed into the master bedroom with a look of anxiety all over his face.Panting heavily, he leaned over to the bed and saw that Du Di was closing his eyes tightly, not sure if he was fainting or asleep.His face was bloodless, and his whole body was tightly bound up, almost turning into a long white rice dumpling.

Du Chuan softly supported the bedpost and stuck it down as if his heart had finally fallen, and then he hammered bitterly at the side of the bed!

The high-quality iron and bone wood squeaked under his fist, and even the bed frame was slightly twisted by his blow, which almost made people's hearts jump.

Mr. Li was indeed in the master bedroom, and when he saw this scene, he stretched out his hand to help Du Chuan: "The doctor has come to examine it, and there is nothing serious about my younger brother. Please don't regret it too much, but let the old master take care of you."

"Don't dare to let master and brother care about you." Du Chuan's voice was almost choked, he stood up following Mr. Li's strength, and said respectfully: "Senior brother, my little brother is sleeping, I wonder if I can borrow a place to talk?"

It is human nature to be afraid of disturbing the patient, so Mr. Li naturally had no objection, so he followed Du Chuan's invitation and walked out of the room.Behind them, Patriarch Du, who had been standing silently by the head of the bed, sighed faintly.

Du Chuan took Mr. Li back to his room to take a seat. First, he courteously asked people to make good spirit tea and set out spirit fruit snacks, then ordered everyone to retreat, and closed the door with his own hands.

This posture is to have a deep talk with yourself.Mr. Li thought with a smile, and took a sip of the tea unhurriedly. The tea has a delicate fragrance and a strong taste. It seems that this junior brother has invested enough capital.

It turns out that Mr. Li's name is Li Renxing, and in terms of real identity, he is Du Chuan's senior brother.He came down to the small world of the seven islands with Du Chuan, but only claimed that he was a guest invited by the Du family, and did not reveal his identity as a disciple of the Mallow Sect.

And compared to other people who only know that Mr. Li came to the Du family as a guest, Du Chuan knows a little deeper: this senior brother Li and their master still have a deep blood relationship, and they are the blood relatives of the Jindan real person Nephew, the favor you get from the master is ten times and a hundred times better than these disciples.

Du Chuan understood that his master must have some tasks that he had only entrusted to Senior Brother Li and not to himself. Although he felt dissatisfied with his ignorance of Master, he managed to be next to a big brother who flattered his senior. The opportunity, of course, will not be easily let go.He was so respectful to this senior brother all the way, only he didn't make an offering to a Buddha.

In fact, he is not that impatient person. During the trip to the Seven Islands, he originally only wanted to have a good relationship with Senior Brother Li, and didn't want anything from him.However, the sense of crisis that made his hair stand on end today overwhelmed all the careful and detailed plans, and Du Chuan couldn't wait to come to this person for peace of mind.

He thought of Han Qianling's condescending eyes when he was on the stage. In his life, Du Chuan had never experienced such a frightening moment.He was obviously only a monk at the seventh level of Qi refining, and he was once disgraced by the power of his precious armor, but at the moment when the hundred light gray fish scales shot out like lightning, Du Chuan couldn't help but take a step back!

His cultivation base is higher than that of everyone in the audience, and the number of fish scales can be seen clearly.However, the speed was like the wind, and based on the trajectory he couldn't avoid no matter what, it really shocked Du Chuan in a cold sweat on the spot.

Especially at that moment, he didn't know if he was fascinated by ghosts. Looking at the piercing fish scales in his eyes, he was inexplicably sure of a thought: These fish scales will hit me!

When his younger brother Du Di fell to the ground with serious injuries, Du Chuan had no other thoughts, but a moment of fear, and let out a long breath of relief.

Can't stay.Du Chuan thought, I want to find a foolproof way to kill Han Qianling.I can't tolerate him and Luo Jiujiang.