Chapter 870: Where Do You Get Your Confidence?

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Chapter 870: Where Do You Get Your Confidence?

At this moment, it was a little past nine o'clock in the evening, and Fang Chuan happened to practice the exercises with Sai Xishi and ate the delicious food she cooked.

Because the night was quite beautiful, the two of them went downstairs for a walk, and before they knew it, they came to Yizhou University.

Now Yizhou University is extremely quiet, except for some dormitories, you can see some lights, and you can't see the shadow of other people.

"Yizhou University usually tens of thousands of people, every night, the school is noisy. I didn't expect it to be so quiet. Sai Si Shi said as he walked.

Fang Chuan nodded: "Not bad." ”

As he spoke, he pulled Sai Xi Shi and walked to the side of the path.

Not long after leaving, I suddenly felt a trace of extreme evil aura, this aura, with the smell of some rotting corpses.

He frowned: "You stand behind me." ”

"What's wrong?" Sai Xi Shi was stunned, her cultivation is still shallow now, and her spiritual sense is not enough, of course she can't feel this breath.

Fang Chuan smiled: "Someone is coming, don't worry." ”

As he spoke, his consciousness swept away, and he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, which greatly surprised him.

He had already seen Xue Ming hiding in a corner of the flower bed, and not far from Xue Ming, there was another acquaintance.

This person is Teacher Song Shijie, who had a conflict with Fang Chuan a week ago and showed murderous anger to him.

However, at this moment, Song Shijie was carrying a bag on his body, and there were all kinds of props in the bag, which looked like a means of southern Xinjiang.

This made Fang Chuan also have some surprises.

The mages in southern Xinjiang, he has also dealt with, but compared to the Daomen, they seem to be more evil and more vicious.

And this dignified people's teacher turned out to be a Southern Xinjiang mage, how could Fang Chuan not be surprised.

He smiled, looked through the flower bed, and looked at Song Shijie: "Teacher Song, since you're here, don't hide!"

His voice was passed on to Song Shijie and heard it clearly.

"What?"

Song Shijie was stunned, he didn't expect that Fang Chuan would still be able to find him so far away.

You know, although he is a Southern Frontier mage, he has some spells that can make his movements quick and agile.

He thought he hadn't made any noise.

However, he didn't care, just when Fang Chuan happened to see it.

He slapped the black rune paper on his feet, and with a bang, like a ghost, rushed over from the flower bed and came to Fang Chuan's side.

"Sai Xishi?" Of course, Song Shijie knew this influential figure of Yizhou University, and he couldn't help but look at him, and then smiled.

He smiled and said, "It's good luck today, Sai Xishi, I used to like you very much!"

"Who are you?" Sai Xishi frowned, glanced at Song Shijie carefully, but found that he didn't know this person.

"Now you don't have to know who I am. ”

Song Shijie waved his hand, then looked at Fang Chuan: "Fang Chuan, I'm here today to let you know that there are some people you shouldn't offend." ”

"Oh?" The corners of Fang Chuan's mouth hooked, he glanced at Song Shijie, and his divine sense swept at Xue Ming who was on the other side and did not come out.

From the aura on Xue Ming's body, he had already deduced that Xue Ming and Song Shijie were all the way.

However, Song Shijie didn't say or mention it, and he didn't plan to ask.

He smiled and said, "Teacher Song just relies on you, and he also wants to teach me a lesson, isn't it a bit fantastical?"

"I looked into you. Song Shijie sneered: "I know, you have practiced kung fu and can fight more than a dozen gangsters by yourself." ”

He followed, smiling disdainfully: "But what is this? In front of me, you are not worth mentioning at all." ”

"Really?" Fang Chuan smiled: "Then let Teacher Song teach me how to be a man, please!"

Song Shijie listened to Fang Chuan's tone, and his heart was full of anger, he didn't expect that this guy would be so arrogant at this time!

It's a complete lack of self-awareness, it's so hateful!

He sneered: "Okay, I'll let you know that I'm Song Shijie!"

As he spoke, he pulled out a bell in his hand and shook it gently.

Suddenly, the strange and crisp ringing sound came out of the bell.

When Sai Xishi heard this, he felt a little motion sickness, and then the whole person was confused, as if he had lost his consciousness.

This bell is a kind of magic weapon in southern Xinjiang, the soul lost bell.

This soulless bell can not only make people dizzy and incapacitated.

Moreover, it also has a function, that is, to control the corpse, and this soul-losing bell is also used when driving out the corpse.

However, this ringtone was of no use to Fang Chuan.

Fang Chuan found that Sai Xi Shi was dizzy, so he hurriedly turned around and pressed on Sai Xi Shi's shoulder: "Sister Yanran, you go and sit aside for a while." ”

Immediately, a breath of true qi submerged into Sai Xishi's body, making Sai Xishi feel stunned, and his sanity immediately recovered.

She sighed, reacted, and then looked at Song Shijie, but there was a trace of fear.

Fortunately, Fang Chuan was beside her, and when she heard Fang Chuan's words, she immediately nodded, walked to the edge of the flower bed and sat down.

"Fang Chuan, this time I'll give you a lesson you'll never forget, hehe!" Song Shijie said, and took out a wooden stick more than thirty centimeters long.

The stick, with an oily shroud wrapped around it, exudes an evil aura.

He took a section of the wooden stick and swung it vigorously at Fang Chuan.

With a wave of his hand, a strong corpse smell on the wooden stick was transmitted, forming a black gas.

If this wooden stick is hit, not only will it be poisoned, but even the spirit will be infected.

Ordinary people, I am afraid that they will die of anger immediately.

Song Shijie took out this evil magic weapon in southern Xinjiang, and he had already thought about it, he wanted to torture Fang Chuan first, and then let Xue Ming kill him.

In this way, not only did he get angry, but also made Xue Ming take the blame.

Moreover, his mind is also meticulous, even if he really hasn't beaten Fang Chuan, he can still have Xue Ming to help.

In short, in his eyes, Fang Chuan was already a dead man.

With a sudden, the stick swung over.

Song Shijie expected Fang Chuan to dodge, so he didn't have much strength this time, but prepared for the next attack.

Coupled with the black talisman under his feet, he thought that he would definitely be able to hit Fang Chuan in the third stroke.

However, at this moment, Fang Chuan raised his hand, grabbed the shrouded wooden stick, and then pushed it hard.

"Ahh

Then, he jumped up and laughed: "Haha, do you dare to touch my things casually? I tell you, you are dead!"

He added, "Spread out your hands and see if your hands are already black, are you a little dizzy?"

Fang Chuan smiled faintly, spread his hand, and hooked the corners of his mouth: "Where did you get your confidence?"