'Hmph!' Qiu Yan let out a muffled sound, and there were a few more blood marks on his body, and he subconsciously wanted to retreat, but for some reason, the transparent silver filaments were everywhere, and no matter how he dodged, the wound on his body would be inexplicably scratched. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

A silver wire grazed Qiu Yan's thigh, and he fell to his knees due to inertia, grinning in pain, counting the wounds in nearly twenty places, and the white shirt had already been stained red with blood.

"Hahaha, boy, how is it? I don't taste good about silk this day!" the man pouted and sneered.

Silk, as the name suggests, is as tough as gold and silver, according to legend, it is the silk thread spit by the silkworm, after wind, frost, snow and rain, the sun and the moonlight are refined, the sword is constantly and fearless of water and fire, this day silk is not easy to form is a rare treasure.

Qiu Yan was also surprised, he didn't expect that the silver that the other party trapped himself was actually this strange treasure, he had seen it in the books collected on Heyue Island, the silk was as thin as soft hair, flawless and sharp!

"Hey, it's not good." Qiu Yan chuckled, but the smile on the corner of his mouth became stronger in the next second. "Not only do you want to stay today, but I also have to decide on silk this day!"

The man was speechless, his gaze staring at Qiu Yan gradually became gloomy and sharp, and he stretched out his palm. "You're so arrogant!"

'Bang!' The man slammed his feet to the ground, entered the battle circle again, his five fingers clenched into fists, and a punch slammed into Qiu Yan's arms. "I'm going to see what you do to keep me!"

A low voice came out, and the dust on the ground was also stirred up in an instant, and the two figures trembled, but Qiu Yan took a step back because of the injuries on his body, and the heavy strength was like a mountain rock crashing down, making his face a little more solemn.

"Bang bang bang!" The man's fists were like the wind, blasting out quickly and sharply, but Qiu Yan was passively defended because of the restrictions of the heavenly silk, but he took over all the man's offensives.

"Why! You know how to hide? What about your arrogance! You don't want to leave me behind!?" the man's tone was so loud that the corners of his mouth were vaguely mocking.

Qiu Yan smiled, but he didn't have a hot head to argue with the man, just as the man laughed, Qiu Yan's eyes were gradually cold, and his close body flew down directly, like a falcon that pounced, and blasted at the man mercilessly with his elbow into a fist.

'Bang!' The man received a heavy blow to the side of his face, and his figure quickly retreated, but Qiu Yan didn't give the other party a chance at all, his body was like lightning, his hand was like an eagle, he firmly grasped one of the man's arms, and his fist went straight to the man's chest!

The man saw Qiu Yan's fierce attack and wanted to dodge, but Qiu Yan's fist speed was too fast, and he could only watch the fist close to his chest.

'Bang!' There was a muffled sound, the man retreated in pain, Qiu Yan chased after him and took the opportunity to exchange directions with the man, a smile flashed in his dark eyes. "Hehe, wait for you to get close, you can also taste the feeling of heavenly silk!" After speaking, Qiu Yan raised the soles of his feet and kicked the man behind in a domineering posture.

As the man continued to retreat, several blood marks appeared on his body at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Little bastard, I'm going to slaughter you!" The man was forced to retreat by Qiu Yan, and his fierceness was revealed, but he was like a lost dog.

Qiu Yan replied with a sneer and did not speak, but raised his arms and waved his hand. The man scolded in a low voice, a cold glint flashed in his eyes, and he flew out, a fierce light and killing intent flashed above his face, because there was a trace of wind on his running fist, and he roared between Qiu Yan's chest.

"Three moves.." Qiu Yan shouted in a low voice.

In the jungle leaves falling, the two figures that collided together violently, both trembled, and the latter staggered back more than ten steps, the man stomped on the ground, stabilizing his body, his hands trembled slightly at this time, because of the powerful force shock, so that his hands ached faintly.

"How is that possible!" the man was shocked.

"What is impossible. Qiu Yan looked at the man's iron-blue face and couldn't help but smile.

The green tendons on the man's forehead twitched slightly, and then he took a deep breath, suppressing the anger in his heart, his eyes gradually became extremely gloomy, and his voice was even more gloomy. "Are you from the island?"

"Hmm, do I look like an islander?" Qiu Yan touched his cheek and smiled.

"Boy, this time I admit it, the road is still long, let's see!" Under the shade of the trees, the two looked at each other for a moment, and suddenly there was a slight sound in the forest behind them, and the man's eyes were as cold as a blade, and he said fiercely, and then he threw himself into the dense forest and disappeared.

"Qiu Yan!" Zhang Yanfeng rushed out of the forest behind him. "I've finally found you! How do you.." Zhang Yanfeng looked at Liang Qiuyan, who was covered in blood, and was shocked, and hurriedly took out gauze from the waist bag on his waist and bandaged it.

Qiu Yan didn't say anything, his eyes were always fixed on the direction in which the man disappeared.

...

Inside a bungalow in the suburbs.

"Huh, isn't it the person who attacked us during the day?" Du Wei was surprised, and when he saw Qiu Yan faltering, he was startled, regardless of the blood, he hurriedly stepped forward to help, and before leaving Heyue Island, Liang Yali told Wan to ensure Qiu Yan's safety.

"Yes, he doesn't speak in a Chinese tone like a Chinese, and he also asks me if I'm from an island country. Qiu Yan sat down on the sofa and whispered the details of being in the jungle.

"This task is really tricky, what is the origin of this ancient jade, in less than a day, there are two groups of people to peep. Du Wei was very depressed.

"Qiu Yan, come with me, I'll help you deal with the wound. Yan Xin stood at the back of the crowd and said lightly.

"Go ahead, take care of the wound first. Du Wei also made a look.

Qiu Yan nodded, and slowly walked into the inner room, Yan Xin closed the door, took out the ambulance box he brought, took out the prepared gauze and potion, and carefully bandaged him.

"Who bandaged you, it's almost wrapping you in a dumpling.." Yan Xin took the lead in breaking the silence between the two and teased.

“... It's Brother Yanfeng.." Qiu Yan observed Yan Xin up close for the first time, her complexion was white and greasy, looking at her as if she was smiling, with a playful look on her face, and another moving charm, the two chatted without a word.

Soon, Yan Xin finished bandaging, took out a new set of sportswear, and threw it away. "Don't be exposed to water these days, you have too many wounds on your body, most of them are skin wounds, and your physique will heal in about a week. ”

"Okay, I'm sorry for the trouble, Sister Xin. ”

After Yan Xin went out, Qiu Yan took out a roll of silver silk from the clothes he had changed into and held it in his hand, his face full of joy. He whispered softly. "Celestial Silk.."