MTL - After the Fairy Disappeared-Chapter 412 do not know each other

  But two short arrows shot out from the cabinet, and pierced his back with two hissing sounds. After the ground sinking technique is activated, the short crossbow will also operate accordingly, stabbing people in the back.

   This whole set of trapping techniques, He Lingchuan has already mastered this set of trapping skills when he was doing the task of hunting monsters on the Chipa Plateau, and he can make it according to local conditions.

  Out of the window, another black shadow came in, it was Fu Shanyue.

  He glanced left and right, and stepped forward to set up his companion.

  Just as he was about to jump out of the window, a warning sign suddenly appeared in his heart, and the movement of jumping out suddenly stopped.

   Immediately afterwards, an inconspicuous knife light brushed against the window soundlessly, making his scalp numb.

   If he didn't stop, he would be cut down by this knife.

  The third person crawled into the window, smooth as a leaf blown by the wind, and even stagnated slightly in mid-air.

  Fushan is getting closer and closer to a formidable enemy. As soon as he pushes his companion away, he sees the light of Xue Liang's sword approaching, like the Milky Way hanging upside down.

  Fu Sheng Dao finally showed his true colors.

   This saber was fierce and dark, and Fu Shanyue didn't dare to take it head-on, and moved around in the dark room several times to avoid its sharp edge.

   There was a shadow of swords and swords in the dark room.

  The two sides moved so fast that Fu Shanyue's subordinates could hardly see clearly.

  The two finally hand in hand.

   "It's already here, why don't you sit a little longer?" He Lingchuan said while fighting, "It seems that I don't treat guests well."

  If Fu Shanyue fights back, he will be sure to hit the snake with the stick, and the stamina of the "wave chop" has always been very strong. But this guy seems to know it very well, and he can only retreat and not advance.

  When He Lingchuan realized the knife at the Xiabei front camp, he was able to cut seven raindrops in a row. After Emperor Liuye assisted in opening up the second dantian, its speed and strength were not comparable to before.

  But Fu Shanyue is like a loach, always dodging when there is no time.

   Such a nimble opponent is only comparable to the few specific Jindu ghost cubs in Panlong Dreamland.

   But the room is so small, if you give in, you will lose.

  Fu Shan Yue kowtowed and smiled: "Okay, the guest is up to you." As soon as he raised his hand, there were two sleeve arrows.

   You don't need to lift your elbow, just flip your wrist, and the sleeve arrow will go straight to He Lingchuan's eyes. The arrow is still slightly blue, obviously it is not a good thing to quench it.

  The distance between the two sides is always less than three feet. His sleeve arrow is also skillfully crafted. It has a powerful mechanism and a short and narrow body, which is suitable for short-distance assassination and wounding.

  He Lingchuan didn't have time to swing his knife to block it, so he had to turn his head to avoid it.

  When he was fighting Jindu Yaogui in the Flesh and Flesh Fortress, he was sprayed with poison at such a close range, directly blinding one eye.

  Since then, he has been wary of close combat.

   After all, it’s good to wake up after failing in a dream. In reality, if you are blinded and your skull is pierced, there is no chance to do it again.

   When he was on the offensive, Fu Shanyue had an opportunity to snap his fingers quickly.

   There was a snap, and the oil lamp on the cabinet behind him came on.

  The oil lamp was originally placed on the table, but when He Lingchuan set up the trap, he moved it to the chest of drawers so that it was at the same level as his eyes.

  The light of the oil lamp will not be dazzling, nor will it attract the attention of the street guards.

  However, light and shadow accompany each other, and where there is light, there is shadow.

  He Lingchuan was facing the oil lamp, and the shadow naturally fell on the wall behind.

  He dodged the stab in the back and then shot out the knife again, but when he raised his arm halfway, it suddenly got stuck.

   It was as if someone grabbed his arm and pulled it back desperately.

   Diagonally behind the room, Fu Shanyue's injured companion shouted urgently: "Hurry up!"

  He had already moved to the wall, hugged He Lingchuan—the shadow with both hands, and kept pulling back.

  If you look closely, you will find that his two forearms seem to be wrapped with thin vines, and each vine emits a faint black light, piercing in the shadow of He Lingchuan.

  This kind of unorthodox supernatural power is called the Shadow Binding Technique, which controls the shadow of the person and then restricts the movement of the deity.

  Fu Shanyue couldn't be polite, he raised the Fen Shui thorn, and poked He Lingchuan's eyes, intending to give him a forward and a backward exit.

  The thorns almost hit the cornea in the blink of an eye

   Even He Lingchuan felt a sharp pain in the back of his head.

   That was his spiritual sense crazily warning.

  Fukuyama Koshi also pushed his speed to the limit. The night is long and the dreams are many, he has to win as soon as possible.

  He Lingchuan didn't blink.

  The speed of his arms is limited, but his fingertips are blocked by the shadow of his body, so he is still flexible. At this moment, he lifts up: "Now."

   With a sound of "clang", Fu Shanyue's water-dividing thorn hit the real object.

  A round shield that appeared out of thin air.

  The tip of the thorn was deflected, and Fu Shanyue himself groaned, obviously affected by the counter-shock. But the round shield was also swung away, and he still rushed towards He Lingchuan.

   At this time, he simply resorted to his old skills, suddenly opened his mouth and gnawed at his opponent's neck, and his neat white teeth instantly turned into sharp teeth.

  The python demon with a length of several feet is not enough for him to suck, how can a mere human being be full?

  He Lingchuan's stature was limited, but his mouth was free. Immediately, he raised his true strength and blew a breath, and with a whistling sound, the air wave instantly rolled onto the chest of drawers.

  The oil lamp went out at the sound.

  Without light, there is no shadow.

   This is not a great countermeasure, but he came up with a solution in the blink of an eye, and his reaction was amazing.

  He Lingchuan's hands were free again, and it was too late to counterattack at this time, so he directly punched out with an uppercut, hitting Fu Shanyue's chest and abdomen.

  Although it was in a hurry, the real power surged, and the supply was not bad at all.

  The black thorn ring he pointed to was obtained from the rebels. It not only strengthens the master's strength, but also applies rot to the opponent's wounds. It is a good thing for assassinating people.

  With a muffled bang, Fu Shanyue pierced through the wall and flew backwards.

   Behind is the courtyard of the guest room.

  He Lingchuan took two steps out, his neck was cold.

  He stretched out his hand to touch it, and there was blood, which turned black.

  The neck was not bitten by Fu Shanyue's fangs, but was scratched by his sharp claws, which almost cut through the carotid artery.

   After all, it was a little bit worse.

  The corpse poison was hidden in the tip of his claws, He Lingchuan quickly swallowed a pill, and then used his true strength to force out the residual blood in the wound.

  Touching again, the blood that flowed out turned bright red, and he felt relieved.

   Fortunately, it was dealt with in time.

   These actions only took him six or seven seconds, and he kept staring ahead.

   Then, He Lingchuan walked out through the hole in the wall.

  Fu Shanyue broke a small tree in the yard, and shook his head before getting up. The brick wall of the guest room he just smashed was of good quality.

  Seeing He Lingchuan coming out with a knife, Fu Shanyue waved at him again and again: "Stop, stop fighting!"

   Seeing He Lingchuan's blade move, he hurriedly said again: "I'm serious. I just did it just to test your quality. It doesn't hurt. I don't have any killing intent, you should feel it."

  The opponent had never made a move before, so he was deflated four times: once by Sanxin Lake, once in Fufeng City, and twice by Fengmoyan.

  Fu Shan gets angry the more he thinks about it, this time he has to see the truth, otherwise his mind will be hard to calm down.

  He Lingchuan didn't seem surprised: "How did you go?"

  He ran away in the middle of speaking in Fengmo Mountain, and he expected that this guy would definitely follow behind.

  Fu Shan is more of an opportunist, and he will try first if he has a date or not.

   As expected.

  But this guy's body is really strong enough, and it's okay to punch him hard.

  「Not weak, qualified to take away the Spirit Seed.」

  He Lingchuan said lightly: "What kind of spiritual species?"

   "It's nothing, I made a slip of the tongue, and I don't know what a spirit seed is." Fu Shanyue laughed, "It's hard for us to clean up each other, and we don't have a deadly enmity, how about we make peace?"

  He Lingchuan pointed back at the big hole in the wall of the guest room: "Peace must be made with sincerity."

  He knew very well that Fu Shanyue also came to find a place tonight, in order to avenge the losses he suffered a few times ago. Now I want to make peace, but I just feel that He Lingchuan's idea is really difficult, and it will cost too much to kill.

  If he thinks that He Lingchuan's weakness can be dealt with, it's definitely not his face.

   Whether to make friends or fight, in the end it only depends on strength.

   Fu Shanyue waved his hand and threw a large silver ingot: "I smashed it out, and I will repair it."

   Sure enough, there were footsteps outside, and soon someone knocked on the door: "Guest, what happened inside?"

  In the dead of night, the wall panel was smashed through with a bang, and no shopkeeper could pretend that the dead didn't hear it.

  He Lingshan took the large silver ingot thrown by Fushan Yue, randomly pinched a small half and threw it out of the wall: "It's a small matter, I smashed a flower pot, you can clean it up tomorrow."

  Smashing the flowerpot and smashing the wall were two movements. The shopkeeper outside the door also knew that he was cheating ghosts, but the quality of the silver thrown out was real, and it was more than enough to re-block the wall.

   Any surplus is his reward.

  So the shopkeeper said, "Then go to bed earlier" and ran away.

   Not long after, the startled Shi Erdang also came to greet him. If it was said that when he and He Lingchuan set off from Fuguo, it was based on mutual benefit, but now he has regarded Mr. He as a big lucky baby, and he absolutely does not want anything to happen to him.

  He Lingchuan still dismissed him in a few words, but this time it was useless.

  Fu Shanyue walked through the big hole in the wall, and Shi Shi ran into the room.

  When he passed by He Lingchuan, both of them raised their true strength to be on guard, but the smiles on their faces were more gentle than the spring breeze.

  Fu Shan walked to the corner of the room, helped his subordinates to sit up, and said to He Lingchuan, "How did you know I would come?"

  The arrangement of these organs in the house was given to him as a gift.

  He Lingchuan said indifferently: "If you don't know how to accept it, you will accept it."

   These words really hit the core of his character, Fu Shanyue choked for a moment: "If you don't fight, you don't know each other. Let me introduce again, my name is Fu Shanyue, a native of Chiyan Country."

   "He Xiao, from Fu Kingdom."

  Fu Shanyue was a little surprised: "There are people like you in the smallest country?"

He rubbed his nose: "I heard that you are still walking with Baoshu King's guards these days, getting along very well. Those idiots, haha, don't even know that you helped Fengmo get out of trouble and killed the captain. Driven them to run for their lives like wild dogs, and killed thousands of them.”

   There were only 300 people in the escort, and most of the dead that day were merchants and tourists.

  If the wind demon is suppressed by the root ball, there will definitely not be corpses everywhere.

  Want to put the karma on him? He Lingchuan didn't even blink: "I don't know what you're talking about, didn't you release the wind demon?"

   Fu Shanyue shrugged. The kid in front of him is also quite ruthless, and has no psychological burden.

  He Lingchuan found a chair, and sat down opposite him: "You opened the window in the middle of the night, don't you just want to chat with me?"