Chapter 222 Conspiracy

Ge Xinglie suddenly frowned as he spoke, because a chill rose from the tail of his spine, which gave him a long-lost sense of crisis. He suddenly turned around and looked into Qin Yan's calm and deep eyes.

There is no murderousness and no threatening words, but Ge Xinglie can feel that if his hand touches it, the man in the distance can endanger his life. He felt such a strong sense of death for the first time in the face of the angry Hao Chengang on the day on Yandang Mountain.

The so-called chief hides such a terrible power. Ge Xinglie suddenly found that he had missed a good game of chess. If he had known this, he should not have let him go and fought directly to the death. The life-and-death confrontation of powerful enemies is a truly delicious feast. Instead of now, he can easily find a reason to retreat for himself: the last form of the fierce sword is about to be completed, and after Ziyan is complete, he will be truly invincible...

Thinking of this, he smiled, withdrew his frozen left hand halfway, and walked forward.

"Little girl, next time I see you, I hope you are still so interesting!" The vague words came with the wind, and Xiaoxiang raised her head blankly, only to find that her strength seemed to have been emptied, and her clothes had been soaked in cold sweat.

"Qin, Brother Qin!" She called in a low voice.

At this time, Qin Yan had turned around and walked up the mountain steps.

He wants to go to the Ghost Hall first and plead guilty to the Blood Wolf Monk for his disappearance for a month. As long as you are in the devil's door, you can't get rid of that huge shadow. He doesn't want to lose the hard-won favor easily.

The road to the ghost hall and the flat peak intersects halfway up the mountain, so if you go up, you will inevitably encounter the flow of people coming down from the flat peak. Most of them silently retreated, made way for Qin Yan, bowed their heads and stood silently, not wanting to attract his attention. Some people looked at him with curiosity. After all, this chief has only been practicing for many years, and it is not easy to see him.

After he walked, there was a low discussion behind him: "Ginglie has just gone down and must have met the eldest brother. Have they already met?"

"It's too far away to see clearly. However, with his fierce temperament, he will not easily let go of the chief brother. He has probably tested each other. I think the chief brother's expression is a little wrong. He should have suffered a loss.

"Alas, this song is not just from where it came from. It's so strange and its swordsmanship is so powerful. If we let him become the chief, our life will be difficult!"

"Yes, he is not the chief yet... He is so arrogant and domineering. After he takes the chief, he will pay back! However, I don't think the chief brother is necessarily hopeless. After all, he inherited the unique skills of Brother Huang Fan in those years and has been practicing very hard. He must still have the ability to press the bottom of the box. Maybe he can look good to Ge Xinglie at that time.

"I hope so..."

Qin Yan didn't expect that due to the appearance of Ge Xinglie, his image among the disciples of the Demon Sect had also improved accordingly. After all, compared with the singing spirit under the sword, he is simply kind-looking, and his previous brutal reputation is no longer worth mentioning. People have finally clearly realized that a chief who focuses on practice but asks about the world is much better than a chief who is arrogant and in a slightly unsmooth mood to draw a sword and kill people!

On the Huanglian platform, two familiar figures came into view. The fragrance of the orchid penetrated straight to the nose. One was dressed in green armor, old-fashioned, and the other was bright and charming. It was Song Qingsha and Fang Yiyuan.

Fang Yiyuan saw him, a strange color flashed in his eyes, and he lowered his eyes slightly. Song Qingsha came forward with a charming smile on her face and a salute: "Big brother, you are finally back! Congratulations on your cultivation and refinement. My little sister is so happy for you!"

Although she has always been attentive, today is still the first time she has a serious visit to Qin's words and deeds, and she must have some plans. Qin Yan was secretly alert and said politely, "Sister Qingsha praised it. I'm just a little lucky."

However, Fang Yiyuan hummed, and a sneer escaped from the corners of his lips and said, "The chief brother doesn't have to be too modest. In so many days, only you can survive under the sword of Xiaoge, which can be regarded as a model for our generation!"

Would you like to provoke me? Qin Yan smiled peacefully and said, "Thank you, Brother Yiyuan, for your praise. Brother Yu will continue to work hard and try to take more moves from him next time."

Fang Yiyuan still wanted to say it again. Song Qingsha quietly stepped on him, looked at Qin Yan and giggled, "Big brother is broad-minded, and my little sister admires it. However, the little sister has something unclear and asks the eldest brother for advice.

"I don't dare to give advice, but it's okay to say it."

Song Qingsha blinked her eyes twice and said, "I heard that the eldest brother is a person who cherishes jade and is close to Sister Gong. Do you have the heart to watch her die?"

Qin Yan frowned slightly, and then unfolded. He said indifferently, "Brother Yu can't understand the secret words. Please make it clear."

Song Qingsha stopped making a sound, lowered her eyes to avoid his burning eyes, and inadvertently raised a slender jade finger and gently stirred along the corners of her clothes. After a moment, she suddenly grabbed the other four fingers together and squeezed the finger tightly.

Qin Yan understood what she meant. She wanted to gather the first few masters in the door to unite and make a song. This idea is the same as Xiaoxiang, but according to her, it is more feasible and powerful. Of course, there may be a deeper assassination.

Moreover, from her previous sentence, Gong Yunxiu seems to be unlucky and will soon fight fiercely, which may be the next game or the next game. With the arrogance hidden in Gong Yunxiu's bones, she is definitely unwilling to surrender without fighting, but if she really fights with Ge Xinglie, judging from Ge Xinglie's recent series of shocking achievements, it will be difficult for her to save her life!

This is really difficult to do! Speaking of which, I didn't have a particularly good relationship with her before, and I have had a few contacts and the deal that made her say goodbye to the past. But not long ago, she had devoted herself to the command of my young master and took on the task of teaching Yue Ling. If she really saw her die under the sword of singing, I would still feel a little sorry in my heart...

When Qin Yan hesitated and said no, Song Qingsha had loosened her five fingers again, leisurely wrapped the corners of her clothes around her slender fingers, and whispered in a low voice: "Tears are wet one after another, and the young man is ungrateful. Poor old dream, dead bones in a blink of an eye..."

Qin Yanfeng raised his eyebrows and said, "Sister Qingsha, I think you may have misunderstood. Between me and Sister Gong, it's not what you think.

A smile spread from the corners of Song Qingsha's lips and said slowly, "Little sister just heard that the eldest brother is a gentle and great man, and I don't think he will let her down!"