After the immortal disappeared

The fire was already very fierce. There was an explosion above Tongfu Inn, and everyone retreated.

The purple flame was so powerful that it could not be extinguished by pouring water, and it burned half of the inn in just a moment. Fortunately, the inn was a single-family house, so the fire did not spread to other nearby buildings.

But there was a lot of black ash floating in the air, choking the onlookers to cough.

"Who set this fire?"

He Lingchuan and Fan Sheng both pointed at each other: "Him!"

Magistrate Tian suddenly had a big head.

He Lingchuan saw that his face was almost dripping with pain, so he walked over and patted his shoulder, whispering: "Forget it, I'll help you, and it will all be recorded in the prince's account."

It wasn't that he was soft-hearted, but that Magistrate Tian's appearance was particularly appropriate and timely, effectively preventing the other party from taking further action.

The two brothers who came out of Tongxinwei not only have strong cultivation, but also seem to have a very impressive background. He Lingchuan only had Tiger Jiao Yu as a helper, and it would be too difficult to fight against them.

He knew the opponent's plan very well, and the moment Magistrate Tian drank out the prince's special envoy, Fan Sheng could no longer pretend to be dumb and pretend not to know the identity of his opponent, so the battle had to end.

Magistrate Tian quickly said: "Thank you, special envoy."

As soon as He Lingchuan moved, Fan Sheng strode over and said coldly: "Want to leave?"

"if not?"

Fan Sheng pointed at the giant bear: "You injured my brother and still want to leave. How can such a beautiful thing in the world be possible?"

The giant bear didn't even dare to touch the ground with its front paws, so it stood on three legs.

He Lingchuan also called Jiao Yu to his side, pointed at its chest and front paws and said, "My brother was also injured by you. How can you compensate me?"

He didn't lie. There were several lacerations on the tiger's fur. Although it was not hit directly by the axe, it took several blows from the axe, and its front paws were burned by purple flames.

Magistrate Tian said weakly: "You two..." Are you here again?

At this time, several more people walked out of the melon-eating crowd, and the leader turned out to be Zhong Sunmou.

He looked at the situation in the field and tried to smooth things over: "To save my face, how about you both go to the hospital to assess your injuries and then pay compensation?"

"Why is it so troublesome?" He Lingchuan said confidently, "I am proficient in medical science. Just let this giant bear come here every day and I will treat its injuries. I guarantee that it will get better within a month."

Bear demons are relatively simple in temperament. If they were exposed to the soul-capturing mirror for thirty days, there might be some changes in this guy.

He Lingchuan still had some expectations after thinking about it.

Fan Sheng's chest rose and fell twice, and he refused with a livid face: "No need."

The violent bear has strong vitality and outstanding physique. Even without any medicine, the injury can heal itself within a month.

"Is everything okay then?" He Lingchuan shrugged, "Goodbye."

After that, he and the tiger turned and left.

Fan Sheng clenched his fist and his knuckles cracked.

But he still stood where he was and only asked Zhongsun Mou: "Why are you a good person?"

"Anyway, we can't do anything to him for the time being, so it's better to let Brother Fan recuperate as soon as possible." He looks a little better. Zhongsun Mou thought to himself, I have warned you not to trust others. Who should you blame if you don't listen?

But his words sounded beautiful on the surface, so Fan Sheng snorted and stopped reprimanding him in court.

He originally thought that He Xiao was only a teenager and a visitor from a small country. How powerful could he be? A few knives will solve the problem.

Who knew the other party was so slippery.

Yes, slippery.

His cultivation may not be very strong, but he is like a loach, repeatedly preventing him from catching his vitals.

Opposite was the horse-carriage post. He went to ask for a carriage, and Yun Baoxiong left.

Magistrate Tian had a smile on his face, and Zhong Sunmou looked at him: "Did you help He Xiao hide Fu Songhua?"

Magistrate Tian was startled and waved his hands repeatedly: "No, no, how can such a thing happen!"

"Without the help of a local snake like you, where could he hide people?"

Magistrate Tian said that Bai Shaqian was so big, where could he hide it? But he was still respectful on the surface: "When the special envoy is acting, why do you need to consult with me?"

Zhongsun Mou snorted, ignored him, turned around and boarded Fan Sheng's carriage.

Magistrate Tian saw the carriage rumble away, and the smile on his face disappeared.

These high-ranking officials from Lingxu City always look at people through their nostrils. But what Zhongsun Mou said was, where would the special envoy hide the prisoner?

An inn in the city or a cave in the wild?

Baishajing is a famous scenic city, but in the final analysis it is still a small place.

The young envoy acted boldly, but Magistrate Tian did not think he dared to send away the imperial prisoners in Lingxu City.

When Fu Songhua was forcibly removed, it could still be said that he was a special envoy who asked him to assist in the investigation. This conflict is just a friction between two bureaucracies. As long as the King of Chiyan comes forward, it can easily be reduced to a trivial matter.

But if Fu Songhua leaves Bai Shaqiang, the nature will be completely different. Lingxu City could accuse He Xiao of assisting in absconding.

Therefore, the special envoy must not make any mistakes.

The giant bear was so big that even if Fan Sheng commandeered the largest carriage, its size would almost fill the space inside the carriage, so the two of them had to sit through the gap.

"I still have some good medicine there that can be used by Brother Fan." Zhong Sunmou's attitude towards the Fan brothers was like Magistrate Tian's attitude towards him.

Fan Sheng said coldly: "No need." He still looked down upon Zhongsun Mou's medicine.

During the conversation, his hands were not idle, and he quickly applied medicine to the giant bear, who groaned in pain.

In just a moment, the bear's blood wetted the wooden board underneath. The originally shiny and smooth fur was scorched and bald by the purple flames, and now it was horribly scarred.

"With Yuanli protecting the body, the sinister energy on that kid's knife can't penetrate." Fan Sheng patted its head, "Be patient, your bones have also been cut, and it will take six or seven more days to heal." good."

The vitality and recovery ability of the giant bear are amazing. Although it looks miserable now, in fact, this is just a trauma to it.

"The curse master said that he was trying to find the whereabouts of Fu Songhua. Why did this man named He come here and say that he had been cursed with death?" Fan Sheng looked up at him and said, "You sent a letter to Qingding City to ask me to come over to help handle the case. Why don't you Do you think this person has a lot of force?" If he knew himself and his enemy, the fight wouldn't be like this today.

"It's not surprising that he obstructed the handling of the case and said nothing." Zhongsun Mou sighed. Why didn't you say anything? He reminded the brothers several times. What can be done if they don't listen? "This guy is cunning and hard-handed. He is not an economical lamp."

"Looking at his young age, he has achieved this level of cultivation. As time goes by..." Fan Sheng frowned, "Haven't you found out his details yet?"

"It seems that he is from Fu Kingdom. Fu Shanyue trusts him for some reason." Zhongsun Mou shook his head, "The time is too short and there is little information."

"Appointing foreigners as special envoys is not a big deal in Bega. They appear every once in a while." Bega has a long history, and there is nothing new under the sun. "You spy everywhere all day long, I thought you were capable." Find out his background."

"When manpower is limited, otherwise why should I ask Brother Fan for help?" Zhongsun Mou pretended not to hear the thorn in Fan Sheng's words, "Kill this man named He and snatch Fu Songhua back, and I can return to Lingxu." The city has sent a message."

"This work has nothing to do with you, why should you interfere?" Fan Sheng applied medicine to the giant bear and began to bandage it.

"..." Zhongsun Mou whispered, "I don't want to share the emperor's worries."

Fan Sheng snorted and said one thing but did another. Does this guy want to take credit? As a result, he kicked the iron plate.

The violent bear grunted twice in pain. Fan Sheng stroked its forehead and said, "Heal your wounds quickly and come back with me to kill that kid."

He asked Zhongsun Mou again: "Kill He Xiao and my eldest brother's favor to your family will be settled, right?"

Zhongsun Mou said seriously: "After this is done, I will never bother the Fan brothers again in the future."

"So where is Fu Songhua hidden? You can always find out, right?"

"Not yet." Zhong Sunmou saw him glare and said quickly, "But soon. He Xiao is not a local resident. He knows only a limited number of people here and it is easy to track."

…

After running more than ten feet away from the crowd, He Lingchuan still felt that the abdomen kicked by Fan Sheng hurt terribly, especially when he inhaled.

He could only adjust his breathing to reduce the pain, and at the same time stuffed himself with a pill.

Jiao Yu was a little worried: "Your abdomen was injured, are you okay?"

"Something's wrong." He Lingchuan smiled bitterly, "Fan Sheng is very strong."

When being kicked by Fan Sheng, the soul-capturing mirror's protective function was immediately activated, mitigating a lot of damage. Otherwise, the power of that kick would be enough to split mountains and crack rocks, and it would also be enough to instantly kill He Lingchuan before Sanxinyuan had his enlightenment.

Now, even if he is running, the real power in his Dantian can continuously relieve the injuries.

The great progress in spiritual practice can only be fully reflected after such a war.

Now was not the time to sit down and recuperate. He said to Jiao Yu: "Zhongsun Mou has set a trap here. Please ask the spell master to deal with me first. If that doesn't work, there are two brothers Fan Sheng waiting for you."

"These brothers are so powerful, especially Fan Sheng." Jiao Yu was still frightened, "If I fight him alone, I'm afraid I won't be able to survive ten rounds."

They couldn't beat Fan Sheng two-on-one. Jiao Yu knew very well in his heart that if He Lingchuan didn't come up with a surprise attack just now, his side would definitely lose.

"If Zhongsun Mou had had this person by his side, he would not have allowed me to capture Fu Songhua." He Lingchuan affirmed, "It must be the foreign aid he invited temporarily. However, they still relied on them, thinking that it would be easy to kill us. Otherwise, if you let the spell master go to the countryside to cast spells, there will definitely not be so many civilians nearby, and Magistrate Tian will not show up."

Thinking of this, his heart moved.

Could it be because Zhong Sunmou and others were particularly confident in the nightmares invited by the curse master?

Monsters like the Hundred-Faced Nightmare are indeed not something that a player of He Lingchuan's level can contend with. The more Zhongsun Mou knew about the Hundred-faced Nightmare, the more he believed it could easily deal with He Lingchuan.

Then there is no need for the spell master to leave the city to practice the magic, and the Fan brothers' ambush is just a backup method.

He probably thought that even if He Lingchuan could escape the Hundred-faced Nightmare's plan, his soul would be seriously injured and he would be unable to pursue the curse master;

Even if He Lingchuan comes after him for revenge, his own strength will be damaged and he will definitely not be a match for the Fan brothers.

No matter how you calculate it, He Lingchuan has no hope of winning.