Cheng Yan sighed: "Mrs. Lan is okay for the time being, she is in a pharmacy in the west section of Zhongxin Street in Quanzhou City." ”

"Really?" Cheng Yan was such a cold-hearted person, and he was a little skeptical of his words.

"Really. Cheng Yan had already begun to breathe out more and take in less air, and he sighed softly, "I'm already a dying person, why lie to you." Cheng Yan's gaze was still powerful, he stared at Fan Qingyun tightly and said, "I must see him die with my own eyes." ”

When Cheng Yan was young, his parents died of illness, and he lived with a few little ruffians, during which he was bullied a lot, gradually, he became cold, silent, and over time, his sense of existence was much weaker than ordinary people, and those ruffians who bullied him gradually stopped bullying him.

Later, one time, Xu Lang went down the mountain to purchase, and happened to see Cheng Yan stealing steamed buns on the street, he didn't run far after stealing steamed buns, but just walked a few steps quickly and sat down on the steps of the street shop.

After stealing other people's steamed buns, he ate them under the noses of others, and he was not discovered.

At that time, Xu Lang felt that this child was very special, so he brought Cheng Yan back to Liuyun Sect, and personally taught Cheng Yan's practice.

The two have a deep relationship, after Fan Qingyun killed Xu Lang, for Cheng Yan, the whole meaning of the rest of his life is to avenge Xu Lang.

In the battle between Shang Liang and Fan Qingyun, gradually, Shang Liang gained the upper hand, and Fan Qingyun's opportunities to attack became less and less, and in the end, only a difficult resistance remained, Fan Xue saw this, reached out and snatched the sword in Cheng Yan's hand.

"Give me the sword. ”

Fan Xueyi turned, playing with the three-foot long sword in his hand, and when Fan Qingyun turned his back to him and only cared about resisting Shang Liang in front of him, Fan Xueyi saw the opportunity and took off the long sword violently.

Because he didn't have a trace of spiritual power, Fan Qingyun, who was tired of resisting, didn't even notice the long sword that was quickly stabbing behind his back.

When the long sword stabbed Fan Qingyun's body protection spirit armor, Fan Qingyun realized that under the shock, his heart would be in turmoil, and taking advantage of Fan Qingyun's distraction, Shang Liang cut off Fan Qingyun's head with a knife.

Fan Qingyun's head fell to the ground, his eyes were still open angrily, and streams of blood came out of the severed blood vessels, like a small mini fountain, and the body that lost his head moved again, and then fell.

This knife, died easily, lost consciousness in minutes, and died completely.

After Narihiko, who was leaning on the trunk of the tree, saw this scene, the wish that supported him was gone, and the mouthful of blood stuck in his throat finally spit out, bent the corners of his mouth to reveal a smile, and closed his eyes with satisfaction.

"Now Fan Qingyun is dead. Shang Liang briefly adjusted his breathing and said, "You should also hand over Ah Zao's antidote and Aotian Duel!"

Only then did Fan Xueyi find out that the tiger was dead, and the jackal was still there.

She smiled and said, "Give you the Proud Decision, that was our previous deal, within seven days, you didn't complete it, and now, I only promised you the antidote that was too early." ”

Shang Liang showed a treacherous smile, put away the scimitar in his hand, and he approached Fan Xueyi step by step: "You will definitely hand over the arrogant decision, because you have a fatal weakness." ”

When Shang Liang finally revealed his true face in front of Fan Xueyi, she suddenly remembered that when Lan Xi told her about the destruction of Xuanqing Gate, she once said that those black-clothed people who attacked at night were some with knives and some with swords, she looked at Shang Liang's scimitar at his waist, and said with some trembling: "It was not only Liuyun Sect that attacked Xuanqing Gate back then, but also Breaking the Seal Villa, right?"

Shang Liang stared at Fan Xueyi and smiled approvingly: "You are very smart. ”

thought that by killing Fan Qingyun, Lan Xi would be safe, and she could go to Yusu Palace to find Zishuo Shenjun to track down her true identity with peace of mind, but she didn't expect that Dong Han was dead, and Lan Xi was also dead, but the enemy was still there.

Shang Liang approached step by step, and Fan Xueyi turned around and fled.

Even though the existence of meridians and internal forces had been discovered, Fan Xueyi's speed of running with all his strength was still not comparable to Shang Liang, and within a hundred steps, Fan Qingyun chased in front of Fan Xueyi, and clasped Fan Xueyi's shoulder with one claw.

Fan Xueyi was in pain, her body couldn't help but tilt, she concentrated her strength on her legs, and kicked towards Shang Liang's lower plate.

Shang Liang has a spirit armor to protect his body, Fan Xueyi's strength can't hurt him at all, he raised his leg to avoid Fan Xueyi's attack, landed between Fan Xueyi's legs, knelt on his knees, tripped Fan Xueyi's legs, and locked her movements.

"Shang Liang!" Fan Xueyi was powerless to resist, so she could only glare at Shang Liang fiercely.

Shang Liang ignored Fan Xueyi's gaze, and said indifferently: "What did that young man say just now? Lan Xi is in a pharmacy in the west section of Quanzhou Chengxin Street?" Fan Xueyi really cares about Lan Xi alone, and only Lan Xi can blackmail her, Shang Liang knows this very well, so he uses Lan Xi to blackmail her.

"Shang Liang, you are more shameless than Fan Qingyun. ”

Shang Liang used the immobilization technique to freeze Fan Xueyi, and said with a smile: "You are wrong, it's not that the old man is more shameless than Fan Qingyun, but that he knows how to cultivate obscurity better than him." ”

The sun had set, and it was getting dark.

Shang Liang cast a silence spell on Fan Xueyi again, and then carried Fan Xueyi to Quanzhou City.

In the evening, people who are free start to go out to catch the night market and have a lively stroll.

The pedestrians who came and went saw this old man with gray hair carrying a young girl, and they all looked sideways, pointing and whispering something on the side, but no one dared to come forward to fight against it.

It's none of your business, hang high, others suffer, I see the excitement.

Most people have such a mentality, and Fan Xue sighed gloomily.

"Huh, old fellow. ”

Just when Fan Xueyi was gradually despairing, suddenly a boy sounded, with a teasing tone, Shang Liang stopped. Fan Xueyi was held on Shang Liang's shoulder, and she could only see the scene behind Shang Liang, although she wanted to see who the man in front of her was talking, but she couldn't.

Fan Xueyi couldn't see it, but Shang Liang could see it clearly, what stopped him was a handsome man in disheveled clothes, with short hair that was rough and scattered, but with his handsome and unparalleled face, it was not rough, but became a casual frankness.

Such a handsome person, whoever sees it is willing to look twice.

The man shook the bottle of wine with little wine left, and grinned: "Why have you been staring at me for a long time? You old man, you can't be moved by lust just because I look good, right?"

Fan Qingyun frowned, and said: "The old man and Your Excellency have never known each other, and they have no enmity and no fate, why does Your Excellency want to block the old man's way?"

"Who said that you and I have no enmity and no fate?" The man raised his hand and pointed and said aggrievedly, "You kidnapped my daughter-in-law, and you dare to say that you and I have no enmity and no fate?"