Chapter 85: Listen to the Scales Undercurrent

In fact, even if he can really exchange, Bu Fan will not exchange, although he complains a little about his current life, but he doesn't hate his current life, after all, compared with the days when he was hunted down, the current life can be said to be very comfortable.

"I always thought that this was the family's arrangement, but I didn't expect my father to hope for it, alasβ€”β€” can you help me?" Yan Qi said.

Bu Fan said: "I was originally here to help you. ”

"Thank you. ”

"But I can only help you if I'm safe, and don't blame me for being rude if your actions endanger you. Bu Fan said.

"I see. Yan Qi replied.

Bu Fan was very skeptical, did he really know?

Although Yan Qi's expression is very serious and his will is very firm, the reality will not change by will alone.

On the premise of not killing a single person, winning all the opponents in the chaotic battle for the heir is completely fantastical in Bu Fan's opinion, and he can only hope that this guy will not have a hot brain when the time comes.

Yan Qi picked up the long stick on the weapon rack on the side.

"Can you practice with me?" Yan Qi asked, today's fight with Ling Yun made him fully realize how insufficient his strength was.

"It's a little late to sharpen the gun!"

"It's okay, I just want to understand the gap between us. ”

"Well, be careful. Bu Fan picked up the staff.

The competition ended quickly, and Yan Qi sat on the ground.

"Your stick method is very good, I can't see any flaws, what is the name of the stick method?" Bu Fan asked.

Yan Qi rubbed his wrist and replied, "Disaster avoidance stick method, Xuan-level intermediate martial arts." ”

"Xuanjie Intermediate, isn't it that I didn't feel anything powerful?"

"Because I'm just getting started, I'm not fully trained yet. Yan Qi explained: "This stick method can only exert its power when it reaches the four realms, and if it can be practiced, it can directly condense the rudimentary stick intent." ”

"That's amazing!"

Directly condense the artistic conception, or the embryonic realm, Bu Fan spent so much energy to touch the edge of the prototype of the artistic conception, this stick practice achievement is the prototype of the artistic conception.

"This is not in vain Xuan Rank Intermediate Rank, but you still can't exert its power, do you have any other tricks?"

Yan Qi showed Bu Fan his other martial arts again, I have to say, Yan Qi's foundation is still very good, a full set of spiritual level martial arts, and have cultivated to the realm of Dacheng, in terms of strength, he is much stronger than the brute fist of the peak of the Three Realms that was defeated by Bu Fan, and it is already a very brilliant achievement to fight the peak of the Three Realms in the late stage of the Three Realms, when he cultivates to the peak of the Three Realms, the combat power is estimated to be not much worse than the current Bu Fan, but helplessly, he has only cultivated to the late stage of the Three Realms in the last week, and it is too difficult for him to make a breakthrough in the last week。

"It seems that there is no other way out. Bu Fan said secretly.

Whether it was to win or to meet Mrs. Qi's request, gathering intelligence was what he had to do.

After finishing the competition, Bu Fan left the martial arts training ground and came to the courtyard.

"What are you doing?" Yan Qi asked, following him.

Bu Fan stretched out his hand, and three scales came out of the ground.

"These are the things you spilled?"

"Hmm. Bu Fan nodded, he could eavesdrop on sounds within a fixed range through the scales, or he could let the scales record sounds within a specific range.

But it was not easy to make such scales, ordinary scales would begin to disappear after leaving his body for more than a minute, and to make scales that could be stored for a long time, a large number of scales needed to be compressed, and it took him one night to make four scales, and these scales caused him to not need to burrow into the ground for a day.

These scales only have the ability to move once, so Bu Fan had to put them on some people, these four scales were placed on the servants of Yan Peng and Yan Qi's family who opened the door, and one was stuffed on Ling Feng's body by him during the fierce battle, and the last one was the one he put first, which he put on the maid of Yan Qi's family.

That scale didn't come back!

"Huh?"

"What's wrong?" Yan Qi asked.

"The scales that were placed on the maid of Yan Qi's house did not come back. ”

"The piece you put on the blue?"

With such a close distance, it should have come back a long time ago, unless......

"Discovered!"

Whether it is destroyed or sealed, it is not what Bu Fan wants to see.

"The one on the blue was discovered, is it a coincidence, girls are always more cautious than boys?" Yan Qi said.

"Stupid, as long as it is discovered, it will be very bad for us!" Bu Fan scolded.

"This matter must be clarified!" Bu Fan closed his eyes and carefully sensed the position of the scales.

However, the wind raging in the interior affected his perception.

"Damn!"

These winds were the artistic conception of the wind that followed Ling Feng's blood into his body, and Bu Fan felt that this artistic conception would bring him some help, so he introduced it into the interior scene, and wanted to deal with it at night, but it seemed that he had to deal with it in advance.

There were three people in the hall, and there was a masked young man in white, the young man's right hand was weakly clenched, and something was lying quietly in his palm, which was Bufan's scales.

"Slaves and maids deserve to die, and they don't even know that they are being secretly handed. ”

"I don't blame you, get up. The bird said, "Go and bring a cup of tea to this guest." ”

"Yes!" the blue hurried away.

"It's so dangerous. The masked man said, "Fortunately, your cultivation of martial arts is special, so you can discover this thing." ”

"yes. The swallow also palpitated: "Almost exposed." ”

The masked man looked at the scales carefully and said, "I've never seen anything like this, whose handiwork is it?"

"Blue has only been in contact with Brother Qi today. ”

"Yan Qi...... He shouldn't have this ability, I just fought with him, his martial arts are decent, and there is no trace of learning secret arts. ”

"That's his bodyguard. The finch said.

"His bodyguard is indeed a bit evil, but it is not ruled out that there are other people, I will try to investigate, be careful yourself, I have to go back, he is still waiting for me to help him heal?" said the masked man, silently disappearing into the hall.

Blue walked in with tea and snacks and found that the tea and snacks in the tray were gone.

The finch thought with her hands on her cheeks.

"It seems that I have to take the initiative to find Brother Qi. Yanque said secretly, a trace of complicated emotions flashed in her eyes.

Suddenly there was a knock at the door, and the finch woke up suddenly.

"Blue, you go and see...... If it's Brother Qi, let him in, and if it's someone else, say I'm in retreat. ”

"Yes!" the blue put down the tray and ran out.

A few minutes later, she ran back with a shocking piece of news.

At the same time, Mrs. Qi also got the news.

Everyone involved in the battle for the succession got the news.

"The family will hold a family banquet in the main house, and the sons who participated in the battle for the heir must be present. The old servant who had spoken said so.

"Is it coming so soon?"

Mrs. Qi's face was gloomy: "Didn't you say that there is still half a month?"

"Could it be changed temporarily? Mrs. Qi suddenly thought.

The time of the battle for the heir has always been decided by the head of the family, and the Yan family has always been the head of the family alone, and the elders are only responsible for the old age and fighting.

"Damn!"

The family banquet that requires the attendees of the succession contest to be present is the signal for the beginning of the succession contest.

After hearing the news, Bu Fan was also a little caught off guard.

Yan Qi was very calm, and even had some surprises.

He sighed: "I haven't held a family banquet for a long time, and the last time was two years ago during the Chinese New Year. ”

"You!" Bu Fan said speechlessly: "Aren't you afraid that this family banquet will become the last one you will participate in in this life?"

"Even if it's the last one, I must go!" Yan Qi replied.

Bu Fan was speechless again: "The point is not this!"

A trace of emotion crossed Yan Qi's eyes: "I haven't seen my father for a long time." ”