Chapter 13 The Bigger Crisis

"How is this little brother's injury? If not, I can send you back. Now I pay great attention to you on behalf of Cang Yuezong. After the audience dispersed, Lin Fantian said to Jia Chen very politely.

"No, I can go by myself." The fool now knows what attention Lin Fantian is paying attention to in his stomach. He left a cold sentence. Jia Chen picked up the black sword and limped down the martial arts platform to endure the severe injury.

What surprised Jia Chen was that Lin Fantian did not stop Jia Chen, but let him go. "Isn't he afraid that I will suddenly run away?" But think about it. After all, he is still in the martial arts venue. Lin Fantian represents the whole vicissitudes of life. He must not dare to do anything out of line. Jia Chen, who is dizzy. If you don't want to think about it any more, leave this place of right and wrong first.

Lin Fantian looked at Jia Chen's back, and the polite and warm smile on his face disappeared in a blink of an eye. His icy eyes flowed in his eyes, and a cold momentum flowed around his body. Lin Fantian did not notice that he was staring at Lin Fantian's Yueheng in the stands. At this moment, his face was also extremely ugly, and his face was annoyed. Yueheng's expression is very calculating, but he still didn't count Lin Fantian in. Everything is because of this name @ device.

Along the way, Jia Chen could even feel that countless eyes were gathered at him, especially the person who had been secretly following him, like the maggot of the tars. The feeling of being behind his back was extremely uncomfortable at this moment, but Jia Chen did not dare to attack, so those who secretly followed him, casually One person can pinch himself into flying ash.

Even though he has passed the level of Yue Ziyang, a greater crisis has come to Jia Chen, and Jia Chen has no ability to deal with it. He is just a warrior who has not entered the real world, but has to face many elite disciples of the Xiuzhen sect, and even Lin Fantian!

"Sir, sir." Jiachen sighed helplessly and sighed why he was so weak. Gachen, who should be openly, seemed to be a loser with a tail at this moment. Ga Chen, who should enjoy the haunting soul, had to face a fatal crisis at this moment. In the face of enough interests and wealth, what kind of cultivation monk, etiquette and shame, what The righteous way has been torn apart, regardless of it.

"Is this Xiuzhen? Is this the fairy in people's mouth? Jia Chen thought indignantly that he found that he still underestimated the power of reality. The world was so realistic, so ruthless, respected by strength, all right and wrong, only looking at success or failure.

The right hand holding the black sword is still bleeding. At this moment, the angry and unwilling Jia Chen has endured to the limit. Looking at the right hand that was overworked and slightly trembling, Jia Chen seemed to turn around and kill all those sanctimonious monks, but he was just thinking about it. At this moment, Jia Chen felt that he even walked It's so hard and difficult to walk!

Back to his residence, Jiachen really wanted to lie directly on the bed, quietly cultivate his breath, and have a beautiful sleep. The battle with Yue Ziyang almost killed Jia Chen. Despite the help of the soul and the blood of the demon, Jia Chen's life in danger, but the serious internal injury, broken meridians and disordered qi in his body Xi, this requires Jiachen to quickly cultivate and adjust,

But Jiachen didn't dare to rest and recover from his wounds at this moment. He swallowed some healing pills left by Pu Yu'an casually. There was no time to digest it. Jia Chen, who slowly calmed down, began to calculate. Now Jia Chen can be sure that his surroundings have been firmly around him. After the surveillance, Jiachen wanted to escape from this place, but obviously not now. As for the martial arts conference, it is not what Jiachen should care about now.

"They should not dare to touch me now. The martial arts conference is not over yet, and they should not be fooling. I have to pretend to compete, and then find an opportunity to escape from the Cangyue City!" Jia Chen's brain circulated rapidly and thought that this was the most effective method at present. Although Lin Fantian's people were very little chance of escaping under his eyes, there was no other way to go.

Feeling the soul in the body, this @ device is really magical. It will penetrate directly into Jiachen's body and disappear, but Jiachen does not feel any discomfort. On the contrary, it can repair Jiachen's body and always maintain a trace of close contact with Jiachen's spirit. At this moment, Jiachen really wants to take out this @ device. Study it.

"Dong Dong", a slow knock on the door interrupted Jia Chen's meditation. Jia Chen's heart tightened and he didn't expect them to come so fast.

dragging his body, Jia Chen limped to open the door with a painful face. Sure enough, the first people who came were the people who had come to Qingyunmen before.

"Ha ha, little brother, how's the injury?" Today, the leader should be the most virtuous senior among them, who is the young man who criticized the disciples of Qingyunmen in the audience during the game.

Jia Chen shook his head weakly and looked like he was about to collapse.

"Quickly go back to the house and have a rest." The young man's attitude was very good. He hurriedly helped Jia Chen to do it before he took out two seemingly extraordinary elixir from his arms.

"Little brother, this is a spiritual healing elixir unique to my sect, which is given to my little brother." When the young man said the word spiritual level, he also deliberately emphasized that the spiritual elixirs are no longer available to ordinary warriors and monks, which can be seen from the greedy eyes of the disciples standing behind the young man.

"Thank you, big brother, but I can't accept such a precious elixir for nothing. You don't have to worry about the injury. I also have some healing elixir here. As for the future games, I can still go." Jia Chen said in a very weak voice.

"What did you say, little brother? I, Qingyunmen, have been paying attention to the two players of Changyue City since the beginning of the competition. I am very sorry for what happened to that brother, so we can't let the little brother repeat that mistake. Our little Qingyunmen needs talents like you now." The man said with a sad face.

"Little brother, your name is Jia Chen, right? I will call you Jia Chen directly in the future. My name is Zheng Tan. If you don't mind, just call me Brother Zheng directly. Maybe this martial arts conference is over, and we will become fellow brothers." Zheng Tan felt good on his face, patted Jia Chen on the shoulder and said with a cheerful smile.

Jia Chen didn't say anything, but nodded helplessly. He can't be a little unhappy now.

Zheng Tan looked around the room, turned his eyes and said to Jia Chen, "Ga Chen, I don't think your environment here is very good. Why don't you move to our Xiaoqingyunmen station? I'll just heal your wounds wherever you go. What do you think?"

"Thank you for your kindness, Brother Zheng. I'm fine with this. I'm used to living here. What's more, I have to wait for the city owner to come back." Jia Chen can't promise Zheng Tan even if he dies. He knows that once he goes there, he will never come back.

was directly rejected by Jia Chen, and a trace of unhappiness flashed on Zheng Tan's face, but there was no attack.

"Kid, don't know whether it's good or not. It's good or not good. It's enough to talk to people like you as our brother Zheng. As you are now, you can't even live without Brother Zheng!" Zheng Tan didn't say anything, but a young disciple behind Zheng Tan rushed up and said viciously.

"Recede!" Zheng Tan shouted angrily, and the disciple stared at Jia Chen disdainfully before retreating.

"Is that right? Your brother Zheng is so powerful now." Just as Jia Chen was angry but couldn't attack, a strange voice came. He turned his head and saw a beautiful man in a brocade robe and a folding fan in his hand. He was swaggering in.

"Zhang Mark!" Seeing the person coming, Zheng Tan's face changed sharply and said word by word.

"Haha, I still remember Zheng Daoyou." The man who was called Zhang Zhu strode forward and was not polite. He directly pulled a waiter and sat down, shaking the folding fan in his hand, which was a little comfortable and happy.

"Zhanghen, what do you mean?" Zheng Tan narrowed his eyes and looked at Zhang Hen and said.

What do I mean? I came to recruit talents in front of my master. By the way, I came to visit my future younger brother's injury, and by the way, I took back a treasure that has been lost for a long time in our Sun and Moon Gate. Don't you think so, little brother Jiachen? Saying the last sentence, the mark suddenly turned his eyes to Jia Chen, and the smile on Jia Chen's face faintly revealed a little fierceness.

At this moment, Jia Chen's face was expressionless, but his heart was already angry. His hands holding the armrest of the chair were shaking violently because of anger, and the clearly visible blue veins bulged. He did not expect that this mark would be so arrogant, and he did not hide his intentions and intentions, and also regarded the haunting as a lost treasure of his sect. , Jia Chen really wants to kill people at this moment and slaughter these people in front of him happily.

"Zhang Hen, where did you get your bullshit? This Jiachen was already going to enter my Qingyun Gate, is it just you? Still the lost treasure? I remember that your sun and moon gate is just a broken weapon. Don't be ashamed. Zheng Tan's words are also unyield and a little sarcastic.

"Zheng Tan, don't talk to me here. It's useless. Now you'd better think about how to call this boy famous @ device. Isn't that what you mean after all? Don't do those useless things. Don't you see what Lin Fantian means today? Obviously, that person is also interested in this @ device. When he comes, none of us can get any benefits. Zheng Tan's words were speechless. Although this man was arrogant, he was not as hypocritical as Zheng Tan. His words hit the nail on the head.

Zheng Tan's face was gloomy and stopped talking. Zhang Hen's words really hit the point. After several thoughts, he finally put down his face and looked at Zhang Hen and said, "Since the name @ device is still on this boy, let the boy choose fairly. Whoever he chooses is. How about it?"

"stupid!" Zhang Hen opened his mouth and scolded, "Zheng Tan, Zheng Tan, they all said that you are shrewd. I think you are too shrewd and have become a monster. To put it bluntly, this boy is a dead end. Don't worry about him, just say how to divide this interest between us."

Because of the problem of interests, the two began to quarrel. However, Jia Chen, who was beside them, has been suppressed to the extreme at this moment, but his fate is controlled by others, just like the ants in the palm of others are worthless and extremely fragile. This sense of powerlessness and incompetence deeply hit Jia Chen's heart again and again, crazy burning Burning Jiachen's nerves and power, Jiachen is now so eager for power and possessing magical desires.