After passing through the cannon fodder in the book, my brother turned out to be the male protagonis

Fang Yiqin used his sword to cut through the weeds and asked, "Do you know what the treasure hunting plate you mentioned looks like?"

Qi Zhao took out a fan from somewhere and shook it while saying, "This news was also obtained by our family from the Zhou family."

"Zhou family?" Xu Changluo muttered to himself, "Are you talking about the Zhou family in Tingzhou?"

Fang Yiqin looked at her with a puzzled look. Just as Xu Changluo was about to explain to him, Qi Zhao interrupted him: "The Zhou family is the largest intelligence organization in Tingzhou. No matter what the matter is, as long as you can afford the reward, he can dig out the information for you."

"Is the Zhou family really that powerful?" Fang Yiqin asked.

"That's natural"

"How many spirit stones did you pay for the news of the treasure hunt?"

Qi Zhao put the fan against his chin, thought for a moment and said, "I don't know if the spiritual stones were paid in the end. It's possible that the Zhou family didn't want them."

Xu Changluo opened his eyes slightly and said in disbelief: "No? Isn't this in line with the Zhou family's style?"

Hearing this, Qi Zhao laughed. To Fang Yiqin, that smile was full of boasting: "The eldest daughter of the Zhou family is my fiancée, so it's understandable that they don't accept the spirit stones."

The other two didn't want to say anything more to Qi Zhao, so they turned around and walked silently into the depths of the secret realm.

"I don't know what kind of monsters there are in this secret realm. If I can get high-level monster pills and animal skins, I can go to Jin Man Lou to exchange for some good things."

"There won't be any high-level monsters in this small secret realm, right? Those secret realms with high-level monsters are all controlled by the sects. Even if we, the independent cultivators, are lucky enough to get in, we can't compete with the sect disciples."

The three of them heard what several cultivators were talking about not far away. Qi Zhao said angrily, "These sects are full of hypocritical people. Not only do they control the cultivation resources, but they always think they are superior and look down on independent cultivators."

Xu Changluo was a little embarrassed and explained: "In fact, there are still disciples in the sect who have a good relationship with the independent cultivators."

Qi Zhao agreed, "Okay, okay, I believe there will be disciples like Fellow Daoist Xu."

"Brother Fang, besides the treasure-hunting plate, is there no other treasure you want when you come to the secret realm?" Qi Zhao asked.

Fang Yiqin glanced at him, shook his head, said nothing, and changed direction and walked forward. Xu Changluo hurriedly followed, and Qi Zhao sighed and resigned himself to following.

Qi Zhao swaggered along the road with his hands folded, and sighed: "I didn't expect that this secret realm wouldn't be so dangerous!"

Hearing this, Fang Yiqin looked at the monster on the ground that he had just pierced with his sword, and was speechless.

He began to regret taking the purse.

"Your hand was caught. Can I bandage it for you?" Xu Changluo said as she searched for healing medicine in her storage bag. Fang Yiqin held her hand and frowned, saying, "It's just a minor injury. It's nothing serious."

She looked depressed and tilted her head to one side. Qi Zhao noticed Xu Changluo's expression and pulled Fang Yiqin away to persuade him, "Fang Daoyou, this is your fault. The girl likes you, why don't you just lend her your hand to bandage her wound?"

Fang Yiqin showed Qi Zhao a two-finger-wide scratch on the back of his hand and said, "This wound is on my right hand. After being bandaged, it affects my ability to use the sword."

Qi Zhao was so disappointed that he said angrily, "Should I say you are stupid? So what if it affects your sword skills? Isn't she also a cultivator? Can't you let her protect you? Show a little weakness, and then you two can become Taoist couples, right?"

"I don't have such thoughts about her, so there's no need to provoke her."

"So what if you don't have any feelings for her? It's normal for a man to have several female confidantes. No one stipulates that a cultivator can only have one Taoist partner. If you get tired of her in the future, you can find someone else. If you don't make a move, then I will." Qi Zhao said, touching his chin.

Fang Yiqin took a deep breath, suppressed the urge to turn around and leave, and asked, "You already have a fiancée and you still talk like this, aren't you afraid that she will be sad if she knows?"

Qi Zhao spread his hands and said indifferently: "So what? Women are just the foils of men. Marriage does not restrict me. I can still flirt with other people outside. If she dares to say anything to me, she will be labeled as a jealous woman. She would not do this if she has any brains-"

With a loud bang, Qi Zhao was knocked to the ground by Fang Yiqin's punch. He covered his face in disbelief and said angrily, "Fang Yiqin, you lunatic! Did I say anything wrong? Your sister deserves to be kidnapped. Ha, with that face of hers, she might have been trained into a furnace and kneeled down to beg for sex!"

"Since you can't spit out ivory from your dog's mouth, there's no need for you to speak anymore." Fang Yiqin looked down at him and said angrily.

When Fang Yiqin heard him insulting Fang Jingqiu, he instantly wanted to kill him. Xu Changluo didn't know why the two of them had an argument. Seeing that Fang Yiqin really wanted to kill Qi Zhao, he hurried over to stop him: "Fang Daoyou, calm down. Young masters like them come to the secret realm to train. Their families will cast a life-chasing spell on them. If you kill him now, Jin Manlou will find trouble with you when you get out."

He snatched the sword from his hand, unable to stop Fang Yiqin, and could only watch him use the most primitive way of fighting to teach Qi Zhao a lesson.

After Fang Yiqin vented his anger, Xu Changluo returned the sword to him. Just as he was about to ask something, he was pulled away from Qi Zhao, who was lying on the ground with his head beaten like a pig.

"Brother Daoist Fang, can I ask you why you beat up Brother Daoist Qi?" Xu Changluo dared to ask after they walked a little further away.

In fact, she more or less heard some of the conversation between Fang Yiqin and Qi Zhao. When Qi Zhao took Fang Yiqin away, he did not take any soundproofing measures, which clearly meant that he wanted her to hear it.

Fang Yiqin said: "He has a dirty mouth."

Clearly, Qi Zhao had left him with the impression of a young man obsessed with painting just a day ago, but today he had turned into a scum who insulted others at will.

Fang Jingqiu and Qi Zhao, who had never met him before, could become the targets of his insults, not to mention other girls. Moreover, there is no shortage of scum like him in the world who are all show and no substance.

At this point Fang Yiqin could only be thankful that Fang Jingqiu didn’t hear these words, otherwise he didn’t know how sad he would be.

It is not only the visible sword that can kill a person...

Xu Changluo tilted her head to look at him, the light from the woods shone on him, the fine hair on her forehead was dyed a beautiful golden color, and her eyes were embedded with amber. The man turned his head to speak to her, as if they were really good friends.

After all, this was the first time that Xu Changluo dared to look at his face carefully. Yi Qin's appearance in front of her was vague in Xu Changluo's mind. She subconsciously attributed all the advantages of the men she could come into contact with to the man in front of her, but today she suddenly found that no one could compare to the man in front of her. The so-called advantages of others were not worth mentioning when placed on him. He was much better than them.

"Fang Yiqin, you are different from them."

They are keen on objectifying women and use the number of companions they have made as a topic of conversation. They always say that having a pretty face is a sin, and that losers should submit to them and let them do whatever they want without resistance. Only by being obedient can they be loved by men.

Xu Changluo was used to being surrounded by these "teachings" every day. She thought Fang Yiqin would be such a person, but he knocked Qi Zhao down with one punch, overturned the prejudice, and made her see the possibility.