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    date="2021-11-14"

    title="Chapter VII"

    weight="147260"

    series = ["Carven Jade"]

    mode = "manual"

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    Fu Changling hung in the air, his figure falling quickly. He looked up in surprise and saw Qin Yan being bitten on his shoulder by black energy. He tore his flesh and blood alive, and fell from the last light of the teleportation array, and then stretched towards him. Shot, followed closely.

    His blood fell on Fu Changling's face, and Fu Changling opened his eyes wide, shocked as he looked at Qin Yan who was getting closer.

    What is he chasing for?

    Chasing after this situation, Wu Shiluo attacked from behind, is he going to die!

    Fu Changling didn't understand Qin Yan's logic at all. He only watched Qin Yan staring at him, his eyes were full of anger, and then Qin Yan didn't know what he saw, and his eyes were shocked. After a while, his face suddenly became cold, and his spiritual power went all the way up the sword, but in an instant, Fu Changling reacted, Qin Yan's imposing manner was afraid that he would really want to take his life by tearing his face!

    Although I don't know what Qin Yan thinks, there is no doubt that he wants to kill himself. Qin Yan's sword must be cut over. Fu Changling felt that he was going to be buried here today.

    He no longer hides his own confession, and immediately sent out a Yufeng Art, and then a golden fan, the wind carried Fu Changling away like a light boat, the wind from the golden fan turned into a thousand sharp blades, and went straight towards Qin Yan. .

    Qin Yan's speed declined, his figure flashed past the wind blades that hindered him, and he raised his hand and cut it towards Fu Changling's neck.

    This sword didn't show any mercy. Fu Changling almost subconsciously chanted an empty shield curse, and at the same time, he raised his hand and painted a dozen spells and smashed it towards Qin Yan.

    He has fought with Qin Yan too many times and is too familiar with Qin Yan's moves.

    However, when he thought that the naive opponent would be instantly crushed, the opponent moved directly in front of him before his empty shield curse spread out to block the tip of the sword, and a dozen thunder curses hit the whole body.

    The tip of the sword protruded like a spirit snake, and he completed more than a dozen spies while taking advantage of the situation. At such a fast speed, the opponent brought the momentum of thunder every time the sword was released.

    Fu Changling was frightened by Qin Yan like this.

    He did not expect that Qin Yan, who was seventeen years old, could be so capable! Qin Yan was also obviously shocked by him. After a short delay, Qin Yan immediately changed his plan and attacked with surging spiritual power.

    The two built the foundation, one Nascent Soul and the other. Fu Changling dared to resist, he immediately admitted to counseling, hiding and shouting: "Brother Qin! If you have something to say! Let's sit down and talk, we can talk about any conditions!"

    Qin Yan ignored it and continued to force him to hide.

    Fu Changling panicked and couldn't choose his way, feeling that his movements became more and more sluggish, and said anxiously: "Friend Daoist Qin, please calm down. We still don't know what is going on. If you continue to fight like this, maybe you will startle someone!"

    Qin Yan's sword momentum kept going. Fu Changling couldn't help but persuaded him. He was completely irritated. He hid and cursed: "Oh, Qin Yan, you are really unkind. When I see you, I know that you are unkind to me. Why do you want to help me? I'm afraid you want to kill me for a long time!"

    Qin Yan's sword had almost cut Fu Changling's golden crown. Fu Changling's golden crown was cut in half. He rolled to the ground and took a breath of cold air. It seems that you are a natural rebellious ambition, and Yunze will be destroyed in your hands in the future! You stubborn, traitor..."

    "talkative."

    As soon as he finished speaking, Qin Yan's last trial was over. The long sword seemed to pour in like thunder. Fu Changling was inevitable. He could only carry it hard. Suddenly, he felt like Taishan collapsed in his hand. The man flew away, and he vomited with a mouthful of blood. Then he couldn't hold it anymore. He slammed into the distance, slammed open the roof of a house, and then slammed directly into the depths of the soil. .

    Fu Changling lay on the ground and heard the rumbling house collapse above him, and then he heard someone exclaiming.

    "It collapsed!"

    Everyone shouted: "The temple has collapsed!"

    Then I heard someone questioning: "Who are you?!"

    Qin Yan's voice was cold: "Get out of the way."

    "Okay, I get it now."

    There is a humanity: "You and this man who crashed into the temple are in the same group!"

    Qin Yan didn't speak, and gritted his teeth again: "Get out of the way, otherwise you won't blame me for being polite!"

    "You're welcome? Who are you talking to? Do you know where this is...Ah!"

    Someone screamed, then heard a muffled sound of falling to the ground.

    Fu Changling listened to the yelling outside, he was lying on the ground pretending to be dead, motionless.

    He heard that there were many people outside, that Qin Yan had a conflict, and even that Qin Yan had fainted. Qin Yan was attacked by Wu Shi Luo just now, and fighting with himself for so long was the end of the crossbow, and now he could not hold it after a little slowdown, which was completely within Fu Changling's expectation.

    He knew that he must have a bruised nose and swollen face at the moment. He didn't want an imperfect self to appear in front of so many people and ruin his fame.

    He hoped that everyone would ignore him, forget him, and treat him as dead.

    But he was obviously unfavorable for passing years, the more he didn't want anything, the more things would happen.

    After Qin Yan's voice disappeared, after a while, he felt that a large group of people had worked together to rip off the stone beam above him and dig him out of the soil.

    A big man looked very excited. He grabbed his collar and yelled at him: "Don't you fucking play me dead! You open your eyes, open your eyes, and see what you have done!"

    Fu Changling didn't speak, he closed his eyes, as if he was in a coma, showing a bit of anguished expression, and vomiting a bit of blood, making him look weak, weak, and pitiful under the hand of the big man.

    He thought that anyone with a conscience would not treat such a pitiful him too much.

    This trick is really easy to use. In the crowd, a girl with a local accent rang out, and said with some worry and timidity: "Big Brother Wang, he seems to be dizzy."

    "What about this?"

    "I'll try it."

    The female voice approached, Fu Changling closed his eyes, he thought to himself, the people here are really simple and kind.

    Just after thinking about this, felt that the girl approached him and touched his face. Before Fu Changling could react, a dozen ear scrapers were at a very high frequency, making people unprepared, but she didn’t. He greeted me mercifully!

    In that loud slap in the face, mixed with the girl's gentle and soft voice, she insidiously taught: "Brother Wang, just slap a few times like this, and you will wake up."

    Happiness.

    A dozen slapped hands were very effective, and Fu Changling immediately realized that acting weak is of no use to these people.

    He was completely agitated. In the crisp slap of the girl's "pop", he opened his eyes suddenly, grabbed the girl's hand, and yelled, "Enough!"

    Everyone was stunned. Fu Changling was quite proud. He felt that he had bluffed the other person. When he was about to speak, he was lifted up suddenly by the strong man behind him, and hit him on the ground on the spot, grabbing his hair and forcing him to raise his head. , Angrily said: "When you wake up, open your eyes and see, what good did you do!"

    Fu Changling's scalp was aching from being caught. He lifted his head along the strength of the big man and saw a ruin in front of him. He impatiently said, "I saw it. The house collapsed, I will pay for it."

    As he said, he went to dig out his own spirit pouch, but before he could take out the spirit stone, the big man leaned into his ear and shouted frantically: "The house? Is this just a house? This is a temple! It's ours." Belief! Sacrifice is about to be made, you crashed the temple, what will you pay for it!"

    "Hey!"

    Fu Changling was finally angry. He grabbed the big man's hand, cold his face, and said coldly, "I advise you to stop at enough, otherwise don't blame me for being rude to you!"

    The big man seemed to be shocked by him, and Fu Changling only noticed at this time that the person in front of him had no pupils!

    He was wearing a white robe, with straw ropes tied around his waist, encircling his waist. He looks no different from a normal person, but there are only white eyes in his big eyes, no black pupils at all!

    Fu Changling breathed tightly.

    Temple, townspeople without pupils...

    Before he could exclaim the name in exclamation, he was grabbed by the hair by the big guy, and hit the ground with his head "Kang K K K K," and in accordance with the sound of his head hitting the ground, he said rhythmically: "You're welcome, you want You're welcome?! Have you figured out what's going on?!"

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