Chapter 66 Qin Wu's Visit

"Master." Carefully following Fang Xin, Feng Ling whispered.

Hearing this, Fang Xin just answered softly, "Hmm."

Seeing Fang Xin's sudden low mood, Feng Ling, who saw the whole process with his own eyes, naturally knew clearly who caused this loss. It's just that she is still curious and wants to figure things out. So although I know that it is not a wise move to mention Liu Lin now, when the fire of gossip in a woman's heart burns, there is no reason.

Secretly distanced two or three steps away from Fang Xin, Feng Ling finally couldn't help asking, "Master, who is that woman named Liu Lin?" Although she had an answer, she finally asked knowingly and inexplicably looked forward to an unexpected answer.

As a result, Fang Xin's response was indeed a little unexpected, because Fang Xin did not speak this time...

Naturally, the unresolute Fengling will not be defeated. Anyway, he has provoked this unpleasant topic and simply broke the casserole and asked to the end. Although Feng Ling actually had her own guess about this matter, she didn't know why she stubbornly wanted to get confirmation from Fang Xin. Unfortunately, Fang Xin did not answer any questions raised by Feng Ling along the way, and he didn't even raise his head once.

It was not until he could not stand the verbal bombing of Feng Ling that Fang Xin finally slowly looked up and looked at her very calmly and said, "Feng Ling, it is impossible for you to understand this matter. Everything is the same as your guess. There will be no problem. Don't ask. After saying that, Fang Xin continued to move forward.

After asking all the way, he got such an answer. Although Feng Ling was full of disappointment, he could only accept it. Fang Xin's eyes seemed to see through people's hearts, and he guessed all the thoughts in Feng Ling's heart. And Fang Xin is very clear that Feng Ling just wants to get another answer. Unfortunately, Fang Xin will never say such an answer.

"Fang Xin, is that woman really worth you? She has the intention to kill you, but you still insist on it. Is it worth it? I'm so miserable that you won't even look at me?" Before Fang Xin left, Feng Ling suddenly grabbed his wrist and said sadly. Whenever he talks about these things, Feng Ling always calls "Fang Xin" instead of "Master".

"There are many things that you can't understand if you haven't experienced them yourself." Opening Feng Ling's hand, Fang Xin just said a faint sentence. However, after not far away, Fang Xin said again, "Feng Ling, you must see yourself clearly. Don't take gratitude as if you like it wrong.

Listening to Fang Xin's last words, Feng Ling was stunned.

The comparison of the new disciple will not stop because of the appearance of a fierce Song Ming, nor will it end because of Qin Bing, who has a national beauty. After the end of the famous disciple fight, other monks also continued to stage wonderful duels. Although there are fairy disciples who occasionally die in the ring, it is not surprising. After all, every new disciple comparison is inevitable.

After all, who dares to come here to compare, which is not the elite of the new disciples in their respective fairy families. The strength is not much different, so it is impossible to keep hands in the fight. After knowing this situation, Fang Xin also tried to forget Liu Lin for the time being and prepared for the battle with all his strength.

On the first day, the 25th battle was all over, and the disciples who came out of the 25th place only waited for the second day to end of the draw, and then kicked off the unlucky man who drew No. 13, and the fight would start again.

Fang Xin is more or less worried now. In case the unlucky man is himself, that's really enough. He can accept failure, but he can't accept this inexplicable exit.

Unfortunately, after drawing lots, when Fang Xin opened the bamboo stick in his hand with a trepidation and saw the sarcastic No. 13, Fang Xin's face suddenly appeared with a look of crying and laughing. What are you really afraid of?

At this time, Feng Ling, who seemed to be heartless, returned to his crazy appearance and came to Fang Xin, shouting to see the bamboo stick in Fang Xin's hand. When she also glanced at the ironic number, the girl grin and said, "Ah, master, you are unlucky. Why did you draw No. 13?"

As soon as this statement came out, the disciples of Xianmen, who were ready to watch the joke, immediately turned their eyes to Fang Xin. Looking at all kinds of gloating eyes around him, Fang Xin was angry, but he well covered up what he thought. He even knocked Feng Ling's forehead angrily and scolded with a smile, "The talkative girl."

was knocked on the head by Fang Xin again, covering the small bag that had been slightly bulged. Feng Ling pouted and said aggrievedly, "I won't let anyone talk about my bad luck." However, when she saw Fang Xin's sudden staring eyes, she quickly laughed and said, "Hey, isn't it a good thing for the master to calm his anger? What's the point of fighting back and there without any rewards? Look at how free it is for others to fight.

Feng Ling's words were just casually said, but Fang Xin felt that it made sense after hearing it. I was inexplicably sent to be a thre. I didn't say much about the benefits, but I had to bear the danger. Maybe I had to die. Why bother? Even if you have to prove your strength, you don't have to prove it on the ring.

The only thing that made Fang Xin uncomfortable was Song Ming, who had seen him not far away at this moment. After all, Fang Xin was still a little unhappy when he saw the unmasked sarcasm in his eyes.

Just as Fang Xin was thinking about how to teach Song Ming a lesson, an old voice suddenly sounded in his ear: "Fang boy, it's unlucky to draw such a lottery and lose some chance."

Hearing this, without waiting for Fang Xin's reaction, Feng Ling beside him exclaimed as if he had seen a ghost. After turning around and seeing a kind-faced old man standing behind the two of them, Feng Ling slowly patted his trembling chest and said, "Old man, do you always fly away? Why don't you move?"

"Haha, I'm sorry, girl, I scared you." Looking at Feng Ling's frightened appearance, the old man apologized very approachablely.

In this regard, Feng Ling replied carelessly, "It's okay. I've always been generous, and I will forgive you this time."

But before Feng Ling's voice fell, a crisp sound sounded again. Fang Xin hated that he couldn't become steel and knocked on Feng Ling again and said angrily, "I don't have any eyesight. I dare to be big or small with anyone." As he spoke, Fang Xin winks at Feng Ling.

However, this detail naturally could not escape the old man's eyes. Looking at Fang Xin's "lesson" Feng Ling, the old man smiled again, and then patted Fang Xin on the shoulder and said, "It doesn't matter. I appreciate this straightforward girl. The younger generation in my family are not very old, but they are all old and boring.

The old man just patted Fang Xin on the shoulder, which made Fang Xin's body tremble subconsciously. Then after feeling that his body was no different, Fang Xin said respectfully, "Elder Qin, why are you always here?"

There are very few people in the world who can make Fang Xin so respectful. Because of his inherent pride, even if he is stronger than many times, he may not be able to make Fang Xin bend his waist. However, as long as the other party believes in a kind person, Fang Xin will never spare his respect. At this time, the old man in front of him is one of them.

Thinking of Qin Wu's strange slap on Mozhu at the last moment in Zhaoyunmen, and then the black war spear came out of the broken body of Mozhu's body, Fang Xin knew that he owed someone a life.

However, seeing Fang Xin's restrained appearance, Qin Wu said very easy-goingly, "It's not necessary. I'm not a person who likes to kill, I only kill people who should be killed." Although it is only a casual sentence, it still shows the domineering spirit of the king of war. Although he is not addicted to killing, he can kill whoever he wants. Zhaoyunmen is in charge of the same spear piercing.

Fang Xin was not a polite person. Seeing that Qin Wu has always been so approachable, Fang Xin's previous slight nervousness also eased. Just thinking of Qin Wu's identity, he couldn't help asking in a low voice, "Senior, why are you always here?"

"Why, I can't come here?" Hearing this, Qin Wu replied with a smile.

"No, your old identity..." Fang Xin didn't cover it up and directly point out the point. After all, Qin Wu and Qin Yan asked Mo Zhu to relay what they said that day, but in the end, Fang Xin personally told Qingsong Taoist. So although I don't know what is the entanglement between the Qin family and Taihemen, Liangzi must exist. Therefore, although Qin Wu's strength is amazing, Fang Xin is still more or less worried about him at present.

Of course, Qin Wu could not know Fang Xin's kindness, so he did not sell the key and said directly, "Don't worry, although I have developed limbs, I'm not as simple as my mind. I dare not try to single-handed out all the feats of Xianmen. Naturally, I have something to rely on when I come here.

"Do you have any support?" Hearing this, Fang Xin couldn't help raising his eyebrows. Somehow, listening to Qin Wu say something light, I also have a feeling of panic. After watching Qin Wu take action, I know how strong the King of War is. In addition, the aura of the "Qin family" that has always shrouded the old man is too mysterious to see through, so naturally there are many reverie.

Sure enough, when Fang Xin hesitated, Qin Wu approached him a little, and then said softly in an almost inaudible voice, "I brought enough people this time to catch all the Xianmen monks gathered here and kill them all."

"What!?" Rao's confidence and wisdom have always been firm, and he couldn't help shouting when he heard this statement. It's crazy enough to attack Xianmen. Now it takes a lot of energy and courage to completely annihilate the Xianmen monks here.

Seeing Fang Xin rarely showing such a panicked look, Feng Ling, the girl who loves to join in the fun, quickly came over and asked excitedly, "Master, what's wrong with you? What's scaring you like this?"

I ignored Feng Ling. Fang Xin just stared at Qin Wu with an unbelievable face.

But at this time, Qin Wu said with a smile, "Don't be nervous. I'm just joking with you to liven up the atmosphere."

"JOKE?" Hearing Qin Wu's explanation, although Fang Xin's tension dissipated, he couldn't laugh or cry on his face. He never thought that characters like Qin Wu, the king of war, would also have the character of an old naughty boy.

And looking at Fang Xin first, he was shocked, and then he couldn't laugh or cry. Feng Ling's face was more curious. He came forward again and asked, "Master, what's he kidding you? Tell me."

"Do you want to listen to the jokes of men and women**?" Maybe he was infected by Qin Wu, and Fang Xin deliberately said with a smile on his face.

Hearing the words, Feng Ling's pretty face suddenly turned red, and he couldn't say a word.

The dialogue between the two made Qin Wu laugh again. After laughing, Qin Wu said, "You play first. I'll do some business." After saying that, Qin Wu gradually collected his smile and strode to the ring.

"Is it business?" Looking at Qin Wu's back, Fang Xin quickly thought about what he would do here.

Just as Fang Xin was puzzled, Qin Wu in the ring spoke again. But this time, his voice was like a tiger roaring, resounding through the world: "Where is the old road of Qingsong? His old man Qin Wu came to visit."