"Brother Mo, look at how handsome this precious gun is!"
Yan Kuangshan was carefully wiping the spear in his hand, which Qin Fan had previously asked the forger of Jiqiao Palace to make specially for Yan Kuangshan.
Although it seems to be a low-grade earth-level person, due to the excellent quality of the materials used, it only takes some time to develop feelings to grow into a heaven-level person.
So from then on, when the gun was cast, Yan Kuangshan never left his side with the gun, taking it out to show off when he had nothing to do.
Faintly, he felt that every time he praised the treasured gun, the weak spirituality in the gun would become stronger.
Therefore, all kinds of endless words come one after another.
Mo Haolin just glanced at Yan Kuangshan and responded in the most perfunctory tone: "Jun."
Yan Kuangshan nodded with satisfaction, and then continued to wipe his spear while watching the warriors coming and going:
"Brother, have you found anyone acting suspiciously?"
"A lot. Three out of ten don't feel like good people."
"I just don't look like a good person, so that's okay."
Yan Kuangshan knew that among the warriors he had attracted now, there were many spies sent by other forces, and of course there were also some who were extremely curious about the ghost market.
The ghost market is promoted to the outside world like a large black market, which also leads to the fact that many people who come here are disguised. It is extremely common to wear hats and black robes.
As for the appearance of the red robe army led by Yan Kuangshan and Mo Haolin, it was more like a deterrent and a warning.
"Brother, haven't you figured it out yet?" Yan Kuangshan, who seemed careless, suddenly changed his voice.
Mo Haolin knew what Yan Kuangshan was referring to, but he couldn't give him the response he wanted.
"Actually, the fact that you and the Red Robe Army appear here means a lot of problems. I believe it won't take long for the Imperial City to know about this."
Yan Kuangshan's words made Mo Haolin frown slightly.
“There are some things I can do and some things I can’t.”
Mo Haolin also told his bottom line, and this answer did not exceed Yan Kuangshan's expectations.
He patted Mo Haolin on the shoulder and said:
"I understand my brother's insistence. In fact, it doesn't matter if it's like this. Master Guizun also knows it in his heart. He can't let you make some embarrassing decisions, brother."
When he said these words, he had another thought in his mind.
If the bottom line is shaken once, he will retreat again and again. Now Mo Haolin has begun to obey Qin Fan's orders. Although he only operates within Xuanyang territory, it is indeed a big concession.
After all, the Daxuan Dynasty has not yet died, and no matter how hard the Red Robe Army refuses to attract the people from the Imperial City, it is still one of the regular military legions.
Then Yan Kuangshan raised his eyebrows. Thinking about it carefully, it seemed that Mo Haolin and Qin Fan had only exchanged a few words, but why did the iron-blooded commander inexplicably take sides.
He couldn't figure it out, just like occasionally recalling his current situation.
However, unlike Mo Haolin, he was not as entangled as the other person, and instead felt that it was good to be like this.
At least there is a big boss in front of me, so I don't have to act stupid every day like before.
Besides, Qin Fan is really generous to his own people.
Yan Kuangshan touched the spear in his hand, feeling the growing spirituality in it, and decided to show off to others after entering the ghost market.
"Lao Yan, someone who needs attention is here."
Hearing Mo Haolin's reminder, Yan Kuangshan raised his head and met a pair of menacing eyes.
Strong!
This was his first impression. Of course, what frightened him even more was that the strong man stood out among the crowd, but the warriors walking around did not notice him.
Subconsciously, he tightened his grip on the spear, and the gun body began to tremble slightly, with a hint of war intent erupting from the tip of the gun.
However, when the opponent strode forward, a sense of oppression followed him. The spear in Yan Kuangshan's hand stopped moving again, and the flames of fighting spirit that had just been ignited seemed to be completely extinguished by the pouring rain.
"Your Excellency?"
Seeing that the opponent's gray hood covered most of his face, and that the burly body was still approaching step by step, Yan Kuangshan still felt a palpitation in his heart, even though there were 30,000 red-robed troops standing behind him.
"I'm not here to pick a fight."
The man took off his hood to reveal his face, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, a high nose and a wide mouth, and a square face with a rather weathered look.
Yan Kuangshan, who recognized this person's identity, let out a long sigh of relief:
"The leader of the Sihai Gang, Qiao Baxian."
Qiao Ba nodded first, and then Yan Kuangshan noticed a figure behind him. After the man took off his hood, a few big words suddenly appeared above his head - [Senior Wang Next Door]
He just glanced at this, and then focused on Qiao Baxian again.
"Gang Leader Qiao is here to see Mr. Ghost Lord?"
"Lord Ghost Lord..." Qiao Baxian raised his eyebrows. This title obviously meant that the other party was too lazy to act, and he directly made it clear that he was siding with Qin Fan.
However, this matter had little to do with him, so he nodded and said:
"Well, I have a business I want to discuss with Ghost Lord. By the way, I am also curious about the ghost market."
"In that case, you two come with me." Yan Kuangshan glanced at Mo Haolin, and then led Qiao Baxian and [Senior Wang next door] towards the Wuli Ghost River.
At this moment, the surrounding area of Wuli Guihe has been firmly guarded by ghost soldiers, and the leaders among them are the three generals Hua Buqun and Sanxiu!
When they noticed Yan Kuangshan coming, everyone saluted.
"Brother Hua, Gang Leader Qiao will leave it to you. First arrange a bamboo raft."
Although there is still one day before the ghost market opens, the rules will always vary from person to person. Even though the Sihai Gang is now known as the shame of a secondary power, no one will question Qiao Baxian's strength.
Not long after, a light raft came from the depths of the river. Under the leadership of Hua Buqun, Qiao Baxian and [Senior Wang next door] boarded the light raft one after another, and soon disappeared from everyone's sight.
The crowd who had been watching silently began to discuss the matter in a lively manner.
"That must have been Mr. Qiao just now. I didn't expect him to come to Gui Shi in person. I didn't hear that Gui Shi had any relationship with the Sihai Gang."
"It should be because of the relationship with Yefu. When the Sihai Gang dealt with civil strife before, Yefu did a lot of work."
"Ye Mansion·Ye Di, Ghost City·Ghost Lord, hey, have you heard any news recently, claiming that the destruction of the Underworld Cult this time was actually led by Ye Di?"
"I don't doubt this. Only the pervasive killers of Ye Mansion can search out the headquarters of the Underworld Cult."
"Then tell me, is the location of Ten Thousand Poison Palace also discovered by Ye Mansion? Then the Ten Thousand Poison Palace should be in trouble."
"What's wrong with it? The Ten Thousand Poison Palace should have been damned, and the Underworld Corpse Cult should have been eliminated long ago!"
"Brother, are you afraid that there are spies from the Ten Thousand Poison Palace around?"
"This is the territory of the ghost market, do they dare to take action?"
"You are really brave!"
After everyone gave him a thumbs up, they consciously distanced themselves from him.
After all, the most feared thing about the Ten Thousand Poison Palace is the weird poison technique, which can make a person die inexplicably, especially for warriors like them whose average strength is between the Qi Condensation Realm and the Tongmai Realm. No solution.
But what the players were discussing was another matter.
"Oh, that's Lao Wang next door!"
"It's so impressive. We even built a light raft for him. You know, those of us who spent a hundred taels of silver will have to squeeze into a big boat to transport him there."
"He is taking advantage of Qiao Baxian, right? There hasn't been much movement from the old Wang next door on the forum recently."
"Hehe, he is scared of us Taoyuan people. After all, except for Qiao Baxian, there is no one in the Sihai Gang who can fight!"
"It's not what I said, but you are too proud. Today's forums say that we were completely led away by Qin Fan alone."
"Being able to be taken flying is a skill! Others who want to be taken away haven't had the chance yet!"
"By the way, did someone take a photo of the scene just now? It's the end of the month and it's time to do some activities!"
"If you ask me, Qiao Baxian's reputation is not good enough. If you really want to get into the top five, you still have to wait until the ghost market opens. It would be best if someone causes trouble then, and then a great master takes action to solve it. Only by filming this can you ensure a stable ranking. "
The spies from various forces who came close to the players wanted to find out some secrets from the players of the Wuyou Villa camp.
As a result, the more they talked, the more unreliable they were, and they even looked like they were eager for someone to cause trouble when the ghost market was open.
Then they all curled their lips and dispersed. However, they had just discovered that Qiao Baxian had come to the ghost market in person, so they still kept it in mind. After all, it was important information, even if it was not big.
...
The other end of the Wuli Ghost River is hidden at the entrance of the ghost market surrounded by mountains.
Qin Fan noticed that the sound transmission token was vibrating, and after checking the information inside, he informed Hua Buqun to take Qiao Baxian and the others around first, and then put the matter behind him for the time being.
It stands to reason that Qiao Baxian's weight in the world is not low, but compared with the person in front of him, he is still more than one level behind.
"Junior brother, it's been a long time."
At this moment, Qin Fan did not wear the Ghost Lord suit, but put on the white clothes he originally wore at Wuyou Villa. After taking off his mask, he showed a gentle smile again.
Yu Cangmiao, who stood opposite him, was dressed in a purple robe that was full of luxury. Although the purple-black fishing rod behind his back looked a bit weird, it added some unique charm to it.
Facing Qin Fan's greetings, he took the initiative to bow his hands and said:
"Third senior brother."
Qin Fan also responded solemnly:
"Fourth Junior Brother."
The scene when the two really met for the first time looked extremely harmonious, of course, ignoring the tyrannical fighting spirit exuded by some people around them.
Feng Mo was staring closely at Bai Feisheng. Although he was a little surprised by the title of senior brother between Qin Fan and Yu Cangmiao, he was quickly forgotten by him.
Because no matter what happened at the moment, nothing could stop his determination to fight the man who was dressed in white like snow, and even had silver hair and eyebrows!
Bai Feisheng was also staring at Feng Mo. He felt the opponent's fighting spirit. Different from the indifference he usually showed, his mood at this moment was also particularly high.
Su Changqing, who was very close to him, subconsciously took a few steps back, looking eagerly at the four people in front of him who were in a harmonious and strange aura!
He really wanted to stand up and say, there's me too! Even if I'm not the protagonist, you can't forget me!
But unfortunately, Qin Fan only had Yu Cangmiao in his eyes, Yu Cangmiao only had Qin Fan in his eyes, Feng Mo only had Bai Feisheng in his eyes, and Bai Feisheng only had Feng Mo in his eyes.
Until he was ready to muster up the courage to say that his stay was not the time to be vegetarian.
The wind picked up.
In this land surrounded by mountains on three sides and backed by the deathly Wuli Ghost River, there was no wind, but the howling and urgent roar of the wind could clearly be heard in several people's ears!
"Your knife is good."
A faint voice filled Bai Feisheng's ears along with the roar of the wind, and at the same time, Feng Mo standing in front of him disappeared without a trace.
Bai Feisheng's right hand tried his best to restrain the desire to draw the sword, but looked at Yu Cangmiao.
"Senior brother, are you preparing to show off your power?" Yu Cangmiao's face was expressionless, but there was a hint of eagerness in his eyes.
Qin Fan shook his head. The smile on his face did not diminish, but if you look carefully, his eyes met a pair of extremely cold eyes.
Then he coughed twice. No blood dripped to the ground this time, but his figure and temperament gave people the illusion of being weak and vulnerable.
At this moment, he did not use the Thousand Illusions Demonic Scroll to turn his face extremely pale, nor did he change his body shape, but the sense of déjà vu of the sickly young master became stronger.
"A show of force is too cliché. I just want to see if the knife in your hand is sharper than mine."
"Oh? Just want to take a look?" A ray of light appeared in Yu Cangmiao's eyes.
"Yes, it's just out of interest."
Qin Fan wiped the non-existent blood stain at the corner of his mouth, and the coldness in his eyes was so bright that it was hard to look away.
"Then senior brother has intention, how dare junior brother disobey."
As soon as he finished speaking, a flash of sword light conquered countless people in the world.
"This sword is beyond the realm of heaven." Qin Fan gave his judgment.
Because this kind of sword technique is definitely not available in the world, and the change and power of this kind of sword technique are definitely not something that any mortal can dream of.
Although this sword has no changes, it contains the essence of all changes in sword techniques.
Because the sword technique, position, time, strength, and speed used when this sword is shot are all accurately calculated, it can bring out all the power to the limit.
At this moment, the name of this sword technique has appeared in his mind. It is known as the magic sword that will kill the one who strikes it!
"It's not perfect yet."
The wind stopped, and at this moment, what stopped was the magic knife that made both gods and ghosts worry!
Everything seemed to have come to a standstill, although it was only for a moment, but for Feng Mo, this moment was enough!
"It's also not a heavenly level." Yu Cangmiao's voice was very calm, as if he had expected it.
And Feng Mo's figure appeared behind Qin Fan the next second.
——Jibusha·Silent.
This moment was earth-shattering, the heaven and earth were turbulent, and the looming dramatic changes in the sky came to an abrupt end. However, the surrounding peaks were cut in half by a ray of light from the gods and demons, making them extremely neat.
When the mountain top soaring into the sky came towards the position where Qin Fan and Yu Cangmiao were, it suddenly scattered into rubble all over the sky after flying in the air!
But when the wind blew again, everything eventually turned into powder and disappeared from the sky.
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