How to Avoid a Flirty Ex-Partner

The two who realized that something was wrong, changed their previous slowness and arrived in front of the Zongfu in a few steps. Li Fengrui, who was originally leading the way for the two, was dumbfounded when he saw this scene.

Even though they can reach the sky in one step, they insist on wandering along the mountain road with him, what are these two thinking?

Li Fengrui was puzzled, but he didn't dare to ask, he had nothing but martial strength and no cultivation, and Fu Tingqiu didn't tell him to let him go first, so he walked up the mountain road honestly.

Fu Tingqiu looked around, but he didn't find anyone alive, nor a corpse. He frowned and knew what Xie Yan said was true.

Someone was here before them.

This is the only possibility Fu Tingqiu can think of.

Xie Yan obviously also thought of it, he said: "Go in and have a look."

Why did the person who was one step ahead of them move Qingmenzong's body away?

In such a huge mansion, Xie Yan did not notice any signs of the turmoil of the magic weapon, which means that the person did not destroy the place, and the corpse should still be in the Qingmen sect.

Fu Tingqiu took a step to thank Yan first, and searched the mansion once. Meeting Xie Yan's questioning gaze, Fu Tingqiu shook his head slightly, but found nothing.

If it wasn't for the bloodstains on the ground and the faint smell of blood in his nose, Fu Tingqiu would almost suspect that Qingmen Zong escaped with his family instead of being silenced.

He and Xie Yan were in the mansion, and the surroundings were so quiet, not even the slightest chirping of birds and insects. Fu Tingqiu immediately realized that something was wrong. He grabbed Xie Yan's arm like lightning, took a few steps back, and hid behind him living room.

The moment Fu Tingqiu pulled him back, Xie Yan felt a murderous aura, which seemed to be absent, pervading all around, surrounding them without a trace, and within a moment, it disappeared completely, as if it had never appeared before.

But Xie Yan knew that someone, a person whose cultivation level was almost the same as his, was ambushing in the dark, waiting for them to show their feet, and killed them with a single knife.

Xie Yan doesn't like to sit and wait for death, and so does Fu Tingqiu.

The two rushed towards the side halls on both sides at the same time. Fu Tingqiu, who was attacked first, was of course mediocre. The person who came was transparent and held a short blade in both hands. Have you ever met such a tough opponent?

But he was not in a hurry, took out the folding fan from his arms, and blocked the murderous short blade in front of his abdomen, while holding the Languangling with the other hand, resisting the killing move to the back, the Languangling and the The short blade collided, and there was an unbearable jingle, which seemed to startle the person who came, and the person quickly retracted the short blade.

This bland ups and downs wiped out the killing intent.

Seeing that he missed a hit, the visitor turned around and hid in the side hall, disappearing in mid-air, Fu Tingqiu held his breath, waiting for another attack.

On weekdays, when Fu Tingqiu travels around the rivers and lakes, he always brings an old slave with unfathomable cultivation by his side. That old slave is ranked among the top five in the world, so few people are willing to provoke him.

Now he left Wanqiu Villa on his own without bringing anyone with him, even if he has a life-saving magic weapon, he may not be able to retreat unscathed when he meets a powerful opponent.

At this time, Fu Tingqiu was fully concentrated, put away his coquettishness, and held the two magic weapons, but he still didn't dare to slack off, because he knew that the two tricks he avoided just now were the opponent's temptation.

He and Xie Yan came here uninvited, and the other party was not clear about their skills, so they could only find out the truth first, and then make plans.

Thinking of this, Fu Tingqiu's heart trembled, with a breeze blowing by his ears, he said: Here we come.

From the temptation just now, he found out that his cultivation base is mediocre and his martial arts is average, so he picked him to attack. The persimmon should be pinched softly. This person understands this truth.

Fu Tingqiu's folding fan is not an extraordinary product. It is forged from the thousand-year-old black iron that Fu Qingsong has worked so hard to find.

Right now, Fu Tingqiu folded his fan and forcibly blocked the short blade that silently pierced his lower back. With his toes pointing, he stood up on the ground, dodging the menacing sweeping legs of the approaching man. where.

Since Lan Guangling came into Fu Tingqiu's hands, she hit every shot, but this time it missed.

The visitor hid in the side hall again, Lan Guangling suddenly fell to the ground without sound, Fu Tingqiu frowned, there was no sound?They are probably in a hallucination.

Knowing where the two are by accident, Fu Tingqiu is not in a hurry.He lightly landed on the back of the chair, his eyes swept across the side hall inch by inch, and looked at the place where he was, and he was thinking about it.

Presumably the corpse in the Qingmen sect did not disappear, but he and Xie Yan entered the illusion, blinded by a leaf.

Fu Tingqiu sighed melancholy: "People are too smart, sometimes it is also a kind of trouble."

Before he finished speaking, a person appeared out of nowhere from behind him, holding short knives in both hands, and stabbed towards his neck without hesitation.

Xie Yan who entered the side hall on the other side, heard the sound from this side, turned his feet to this side like the wind, before he came in, he saw two murderous short knives.

Xie Yan's pupils suddenly became bigger, and he went over Fu Tingqiu's voice and smile in his mind like a horse on a horse, before he had time to think about why it happened, he quickly picked up the Languangling and threw it behind Fu Tingqiu.

The words followed: "Be careful behind you."

The danger was approaching, and the murderous intent had already attacked Fu Tingqiu. He rushed forward without thinking, one was to avoid the Lan Guangling thrown by Xie Yan, and the other was to avoid the double blades that threatened his life.

After Xie Yan threw the Languang Bell, people followed him like a shadow.

If the visitor wants to avoid Lan Guangling, he must withdraw the double blades of the dead hand.But the person who came here seemed to be more interested in Fu Tingqiu's life, so he ignored Lan Guangling and continued to stab Fu Tingqiu without changing direction.

Fu Tingqiu was standing on the back of the chair, and being tricked by this, he rushed forward helplessly. His feet left the back of the chair, and suddenly he lost his focus, and fell to the ground rather weakly. Fu Tingqiu only had time to think: the ground must be It was still dripping with blood. If he was face down, wouldn't his face be ruined and blood stained?

Without waiting for him to think more, Xie Yan came from the side, wrapped his arms around his waist from bottom to top, and then turned his feet to get out of the predicament.Fu Tingqiu only felt that he was like a spring flower falling on a branch. He was thrown half an arc in mid-air before he stood still.

In a panic, Fu Tingqiu had no choice but to put his hands on Xie Yan's neck. At this moment, when his feet fell to the ground, he still felt lingering fear. Naturally, his hands were still on Xie Yan's neck and had not been taken off yet.

On the other hand, the person who wanted to put Fu Tingqiu to death was slapped away by Xie Yan, and then forced back a few steps by Lan Guangling. Shuangjian pulled a flower. Xie Yan thought it was a useless flower shelf. Suddenly, the blade's light rose sharply, and it rushed towards the light bell without avoiding it.

Lan Guangling was filled with spiritual power by Xie Yan. At this time, she had no fear, and collided with the double blades. The two beams of light separated at the touch of a touch, and the aftermath of the spiritual power explosion swept across the three people present.

The person who came was swept back a few steps, and his figure was gradually revealed. He was a man in black and masked.

Judging from his figure, he should be a man.

Xu Shi was hurt by the aftermath of spiritual power, the visitor couldn't help coughing lightly, Xie Yan immediately smelled a trace of blood.

Someone is injured.

Xie Yan held Fu Tingqiu in his arms, remained motionless, and stared at him deeply. In the aftermath of spiritual power, the illusion dissipated completely, revealing corpses all over the floor.

Fu Tingqiu took a thorough look at the future man, and then looked straight at the weapon hidden behind him, without a smile on his face, he said: "Fusang Gate."

As one of the hosts of Zhinan Building, Xie Yan has naturally heard of the Fusang Sect. It is rumored that the Fusang Sect is good at using illusion to hide everywhere. It has superb assassination martial arts, and combined with illusion, it can easily kill the enemy invisible.

Looking back on the scene just now, it is very consistent with Fusangmen.

The person who came here dared to use illusion, so he naturally wanted to be recognized by the two of them, he said: "Today you two spoiled my good deeds, in the future you will definitely take his head."

Xie Yan sneered and didn't bother to answer.

On the other hand, Fu Tingqiu became interested in the visitor, he said: "Why do you want to massacre the Qing Clan?"

The visitor was silent, suddenly smiled lightly, and said to Fu Tingqiu: "Master Fu Shaozhuang, I hope you can have such good luck next time."

Before the words were finished, a gust of wind blew by, and the visitor suddenly disappeared, as if riding the wind.

Xie Yan watched Fu Tingqiu fall into deep thought, and even forgot the posture of the two of them at this time, Xie Yan took his hands off his neck expressionlessly, turned around and walked out.

Fu Tingqiu: "..."

It's just a hook of the neck, why do you look aggrieved by a good woman who has been taken advantage of?

Fu Tingqiu was puzzled, walked to Languangling, bent down to pick up the things, saw that Languangling's body was full of cracks, and seemed to be damaged, Fu Tingqiu sighed, taking it back like this, I'm afraid I won't be able to escape talking about it.

The other side left the main hall, and Xie Yan, who walked to the gate, held his breath for a while, suppressing the distracting thoughts surging in his heart.

A trembling figure hides at the stone lion at the gate.

Xie Yan took a closer look, it was Li Fengrui who was with them, he must have been frightened by the corpses all over the place and dared not move.

Xie Yan walked over, frowned and said: "If you are really afraid, go down the mountain first."

Hearing his voice, Li Fengrui felt like seeing his parents again, he put aside the stone lion, hugged Xie Yan's legs instead, and wept loudly.

Xie Yan: "..."

Li Fengrui's howling sound attracted Fu Tingqiu to come out, seeing him, he said angrily, "Why are you crying? It's not your relatives who died."

These words stabbed firmly at the tip of Li Fengrui's heart, reminding him of the things he had left behind, before he had time to worry about whether he was afraid or not, he ran towards the mansion in a frantic manner.

Fu Tingqiu: "This reminds me of his sister."

Xie Yan hummed lightly, and the two looked at each other, Fu Tingqiu couldn't take his eyes off, but Xie Yan turned his eyes away.

Fu Tingqiu: "..."

Why did he feel a little shy?

It was too embarrassing for the two of them, Fu Tingqiu recalled the results of the body examination just now, he said: "Most people in the courtyard died of cannibalism, I guess, maybe they were under illusion, that's why..."

Xie Yan: "The destruction of the Qing Sect is inseparable from the Fusang Sect, but it is not certain that the Zhinan Ling is in the hands of the Fusang Sect."

Fu Tingqiu nodded, it was indeed so, and he said again: "Just now I looked carefully, but I didn't see the bodies of Liu Fan and Liu Xu."

Xie Yan: "It is possible that Liu Fan is still alive. As for Liu Xu, he most likely never returned to the Qing Sect."

Fu Tingqiu: "Liu Xu didn't return to the Qing sect, where did he go?"

Playboy's favorite flower street, Liuxiang, does not have Liu Xu's figure, and there is no Liu Xu's body in the Qingmen sect that has been wiped out, so where is he?

Xie Yan shook his head, he didn't know either, Xuanji City said it was big or small, and it was impossible to find someone who knew the South Tower within a day.

"Ah..." Li Fengrui's desperate cry came from the courtyard, and Fu Tingqiu and Xie Yan walked inward at the same time.

Fu Tingqiu frowned when he saw Li Fengrui holding his head with both hands empty and gasping fiercely.

Fu Tingqiu: "What?"

Li Fengrui choked up a few times, raised his head and burst into tears: "My sister is gone."

Li Fengrui's younger sister Li Wan'er was not among the more than a hundred corpses of the Qing Clan, could it be that Liu Fan took her away when the incident happened?Fu Tingqiu ruled out this possibility, and Liu Fan might not be enough to see Fusangmen.

So, where did Li Wan'er go?

On the way back, Xie Yan avoided Fu Tingqiu and chose to sit outside the carriage with Li Fengrui, but Fu Tingqiu ignored him.

At this time, he was not in the mood to care about Xie Yan, he was full of thoughts on how to explain to his father about the rupture of Languangling.