Chapter 9 Chaos 2

Early morning.

Fu Tingxuan and Fu Tingzhu got up early, stretched their muscles and bones in the room for a while, and then went downstairs. There were not many people downstairs. Fu Tingxuan ordered a few dishes and sat on an empty table with Fu Tingzhu.

"Brother, what are we doing today? This chaotic area is not peaceful. Fu Tingzhu took a sip of water and asked.

Fu Tingxuan took a chopstick and played with it in his hand and said, "I'll get the weapons later, and then I'll come back to practice. That's all for today."

"Good." Fu Tingzhu replied. The words were not finished, and the food had been served. The martial arts practitioners consumed a lot every day. Fu Tingxuan and Fu Tingzhu were naturally hungry for a long time, and there was no midnight snack at night, so they immediately devoured.

After breakfast, Fu Tingxuan and Fu Tingzhu came to the blacksmith's shop. Yesterday, the primary school apprentice also handed over with a large package. Fu Tingxuan took the package, pulled out the box containing the Tang knife, opened the box, and Fu Tingxuan pulled out the knife. The blacksmith's craftsmanship is really good. This Tang knife is afraid of excellent weapons. I'm afraid it's also the best.

As for the two crossbows and 200 arrows, they also stayed in the package. After thanking Fu Tingxuan, he was about to leave.

"Little third son, has my sword been built?" A green but middle-pitated voice came from the blacksmith's shop. As soon as Fu Tingxuan heard it, he knew that the man who spoke was also a martial arts practitioner, and he would not be more than 16 years old.

Sure enough, a thirteen- or fourteen-year-old boy in brown came in. The apprentice named Xiao Sanzi quickly ran into the inner hall. I guess he was going to get the weapons. The teenager also saw Fu Tingxuan. The two looked at each other and smiled and said hello.

"Brother, you are also here to get weapons, aren't you?" The teenager laughed.

Fu Tingxuan raised the knife box in his hand and said, "Yes, little brother, look at your appearance, you are only thirteen or fourteen years old, but your footsteps are calm and your efforts are not weak."

"Oh, my brother smiled. After practicing leg skills for a few years, I can do it." The teenager did not pretend to be modest and said.

Fu Tingxuan smiled and was about to say a few words. The little Sanzi had run out with a sword box in his arms. Looking at the length of the sword box, the sword in it was estimated to be about 12 meters long. Compared with the teenager's 1.6 meters, it was just right.

"That's good. It's much better than the previous one. The little third son, Master Qin's craftsmanship is much better." The teenager said to the third son with a smile.

The little third son said proudly, "Of course, my master is also the most powerful among the senior blacksmiths. Who is better at craftsmanship than my master in this chaotic area?"

"That's natural. Well, thank Master Qin for me. I'll go first. Brother, say goodbye. The teenager seemed to have something else to do, so he said hello and wanted to leave.

Fu Tingxuan also arched his hand and said, "Farewell."

Watching the teenager leave, Fu Tingxuan smiled strangely. The teenager must have come from a lot. I'm afraid there is some energy in this chaotic area.

After taking the weapon, Fu Tingxuan and Fu Tingzhu went back to the inn and went to the room to practice.

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The next day, noon.

"Wow! Break it!" Fu Tingxuan sat in ** and suddenly roared, and a trace of red light flashed on his body, as if he had been struggling for a long time. Fu Tingxuan's face was already sweating. After a while, Fu Tingxuan relaxed.

Fu Tingxuan lay in ** and said to himself, "Wh! Finally, it broke through. This "Blood Sacrifice Magic Code" is really difficult to practice!"

Indeed, Fu Tingxuan has just broken through the third level of the Blood Sacrifice, which is also regarded as entering the realm of fourth-rate martial arts. And breaking through the third level, Fu Tingxuan also understood two martial arts, "Big Blood Demon Hand" and "Blood Corpse".

Fu Tingxuan adjusted his breath for a while, calmed down the true qi in his body, and began to check these two martial arts. This "Big Blood Demon Hand" is a kung fu on the palm of the door, which seems to be powerful.

However, this "Blood Corpse Skills" made Fu Tingxuan frown, refine his blood, and inject it into the dead body within a month of death, turning it into a blood corpse like a zombie. The more sperm blood is injected, the stronger the blood corpse will be.

Fu Tingxuan also loves and hates "Blood Corpse Gong". It will be safer to have a "not afraid of death" blood corpse beside him, but if he is caught by others, Fu Tingxuan is destined to be the enemy of the righteous.

Fu Tingxuan didn't think much about it, so he threw away the Blood Corpse and took it out when he needed it. As for Fu Tingzhu, who lives next door, the Blood Festival Magic Book has not been long to break through the second floor and is consolidating the current state.

After Fu Tingxuan finished his work, he went downstairs for lunch. Fu Tingzhu heard the footsteps outside. Naturally, he could hear Fu Tingxuan's footsteps, so he also went out.

The two went downstairs and ordered a few dishes. Today's Long's Inn is very lively, almost full of people, and they are basically with guys. This made Fu Tingxuan have to be more vigilant. I'm afraid something will happen to this Long's inn today.

When the dish came, Fu Tingxuan ate the side dishes carelessly, but his attention had been focused on the inn. Suddenly, that day, the stunning beauty walked into the inn under the "encirclement" of four men in black wearing cloaks.

Fu Tingxuan was not in the mood to care about the beautiful woman, because Fu Tingxuan felt that everyone in the inn put their hands on the weapon and wanted to do it. As for the four men in black cloaks, Fu Tingxuan knew that these four were masters by looking at their bodies.

Fu Tingxuan and Fu Tingzhu exchanged eyes and put their hands on their waists, and the four men in black cloaks also put their hands on the cloak. As for the beautiful woman, there was no expression on her face and looked very calm.

But not long after the beautiful woman came in, she didn't go upstairs. There was a middle-aged man outside the door, wearing a green robe. This man felt terrible and dangerous to Fu Tingxuan, and the man stared straight at the beautiful woman in front of him.

"Long Rou." The man opened his mouth first. It seems that the beautiful woman's name is Long Rou. Fu Tingxuan was ready to fight. I'm afraid that with this man's order, more than 100 people in the inn will flock up.

Long Rou turned her head, looked at the man, and said coldly, "Yan Tianqiong."

Both of them called each other's names, but they were more murderous than other words. Yan Tianqiong smiled, walked to the counter, sucked a pot of wine into his hand with internal force, and said while drinking, "Give it out, I won't kill you."

Long Rou said with a cold face, "Delusion! You can't kill me. Brother, you killed it, didn't you?"

"No, how can I kill him? He has already entered the innate realm, and even the master of Huajing dares not despise him. It's the murderer Yang Jingtian, and his brother Yang Jingshen was killed by the dragon. Yan Tianqiong smiled with some regret.

Long Rou then said, "Yang Jingtian's assassination method is indeed rare in the world. No wonder my eldest brother will die at his hands. He will not live for more than three days."

"Okay, let's stop talking nonsense. Let's do it." Yan Tianqiong threw the empty wine pot on the ground, and the people in the inn immediately drew their knives or swords, and killed Long Rou.

As for Fu Tingxuan, he naturally couldn't stay where he was and run forward slowly. After the people behind him passed him, he and Fu Tingzhu quietly hid under the stairs.

Under the "cover" of so many people, no one found Fu Tingxuan's small movements.