Chapter Seventy-Two: The Half-Immortal (1st Update)
A scent emanates from the bottle!
With difficulty, he poured out a green pill, trembled his hands, and put it in his mouth. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
The scene has now become very treacherous.
The ring, which used to be full of blood, has now become extremely harmonious, a man with a scar with a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth, and a handsome young man covered in blood.
One glared angrily, the other laughed wildly.
Shi Qilin wiped the blood marks that had already coagulated next to his mouth, and looked at Lin Zhen who was cross-legged with a proud face, "I didn't expect it, right? Do you regret not kicking me down now?"
Lin Zhen kept moving, his tone was a little impatient, and he was about to say something, when suddenly his face changed and he smiled.
"Do you think that if my strength has dropped, I won't be able to beat you? I'll beat it out before your healing potion works!"
With that, Lin Zhen put away his movements and stood up suddenly.
Indeed, Lin Zhen's period of weakness refers to the decline in strength, and he has to recuperate for a day, not being unable to move!
Lin Zhen was only punched by Shi Qilin before, and he was not injured, but Shi Qilin was a little serious!
Especially the last one, it was difficult to beat him until he raised his hand!
Shi Qilin still sat on the ground, looking at Lin Zhen, not afraid of him at all.
Throwing away the bloodstained clothes on his body, Lin Zhen looked at Shi Qilin, whose expression was not quite right, and said, "I see that you can't climb out of the ring, I'll help you!"
Just as Lin Zhen was about to make a move, "Who told you that I took healing medicine to fight you?" I was preparing for Ming'er's game!"
Lin Zhen frowned and yelled, "I still want to delay time, see if I don't kill you!"
Zhang Yi in the audience yelled in the direction behind him, "Old Fu, why don't you stop the game yet!"
When he turned his head, Lin Zhen had already collapsed to the ground!
The only feeling Lin Zhen had before he fell down was that the invisible knife that had been on his neck had really been cut down!
Fu Lao appeared in the ring out of thin air and personally announced that this time, Shi Qi Lin won!
After Fu Lao patted Shi Qilin on the back and disappeared again, as soon as his feet were weak, he fell forward.
However, he didn't fall to the ground, because Zhang Yi had already jumped into the ring, he took advantage of the situation to hold Shi Qilin, and asked in a low voice, "Qi Lin, let's go, let's go to the medicine hall to heal!"
Shi Qilin waved his hand, "I'm fine, I still have some unexpected gains, let's send him to the medicine hall." ā
As soon as he finished speaking, Shi Qilin spit out another mouthful of black blood.
And he fainted!
Zhang Yi shook his head helplessly, "Isn't it just a competition......? Sure enough, I'm still too young!"
With that, he walked out of the ring with Shi Qilin.
Duan Yu signaled to the subordinates behind him, and they took Lin Zhen away, Duan Yu swept around, "It's strange, where did this Chang Hou go?"
The game is not over yet......
At the end of an old street, on a long strip of white cloth, a few words were written, "Hong Banxian is a penny at a time", but for some reason, the three words Hong Banxian not only do not seem to have the slightest sense of immortality, but reveal a sense of obscenity.
This mustache that you know at first glance is a charlatan, and the person is also full of obscenity.
Why is a fortune-telling booth still located in such a place with few people? Shouldn't it be located at a fork in the road?
Why am I here again?
Shi Qilin looked at his hands, and then at the fortune teller.
"Hong Banxian" smiled, "Strong man, do you want to ask for directions? Come and calculate a hexagram, if you don't want money!"
Shi Qilin's body seemed to be out of his control, he walked to the stall, sat down, opened his mouth uncontrollably, and said in an unkind tone, "Oh? How do you know I want to ask for directions?"
The mustache twisted his mustache with one hand, and the fingers of the other hand pretended to lean back and forth, carefully looked at Shi Qilin, and said leisurely, "I see that the strong man is confused, and he must not be able to find a place to go." ā
"I can't find a place to go, just find a passer-by and ask if it's okay, why bother looking for you to settle a hexagram?" Shi Qilin's tone became calm.
The corners of the mustache's mouth bent, the "fish" took the bait, and pinched his fingers a few more times, "This road is not the other way, otherwise the strong man will not be so confused." ā
Shi Qilin said playfully, "Oh? interesting, then let's count the hexagram, I still have a lot of mortal money here." ā
With a wave of his hand, a golden hill appeared out of thin air!
This is a one-man tall mountain of gold!
The mustache looked at the golden mountain with empty eyes, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, then closed his eyes, pretended to be calm, and pointed to the cloth signboard on his head, "Look at it?
After saying that, the mustache skillfully picked up the turtle shell on the table, put three copper coins in it, and kept shaking, and there were words in his mouth, "Venerable Kunlun manifests, and the king of mountains and rivers manifests!"
The three copper coins were poured out in one go, and the copper coins on the table were examined. He didn't flip through "Zhou Yi" on the table, and looked at Shi Qilin in front of him with a strange expression, "Strongman, your road is not here, it's in the starry sky!"
Shi Qilin's heart trembled violently, "Starry sky!"
The mustache twisted his mustache, "How, is it accurate?"
Shi Qilin lowered his head heavily, looked at the sky, and only turned his head to look at the Hong Half-Immortal in front of him.
"I don't have a penny here, how about I give you a tael of gold?"
Shi Qilin handed out a piece of gold as he spoke, and the mustache had no choice but to accept it.
"But I don't have the money to return you, this book is for you, sell it for one tael of gold and two pennies. ā
Shi Qilin smiled elegantly, clenched his fists and said, "Okay, I still owe you a penny." After that, he took the book, and on the cover was written the three golden characters of the dragon flying and the phoenix dance, "Martial God Record"!
At this time, Shi Qilin finally had control of his body, and his heart trembled violently, "Senior! senior? senior......
By the time Shi Qilin looked up at the stall, the mustache had disappeared!
At this time, a bronze mirror appeared out of thin air on the stall! Shi Qilin picked it up and looked at it, why did he change a little in the mirror?
If you look closely, the person in the mirror is not yourself!
He suddenly felt a tightness in his chest, like a big stone falling on his body!
"Ahh
Shi Qilin sat up all of a sudden, looking around, "It turned out to be a dream......!
Shi Qilin touched his chest in a muttering to himself, "Martial God Record!"
His chest is now wrapped in a circle of bandages, look at the sky, it should be noon by now!
Shi Qilin hurriedly got up and was about to go to the competition, but Zhang Yi stopped him, "Qi Lin, you just woke up, where are you going?"
"By the way, did we make the cut yesterday?"
Yesterday, Shi Qilin and Lin Zhen both defeated the other two teams, and the duel between them was a tiebreaker!
Shi Qilin won Lin Zhen, but did that weird woman win?
Zhang Yi let out a long sigh, "Alas......"