After the immortal disappeared

He Lingchuan said slowly, "At that time, this seal ring was worn on a man's hand."

He spoke slowly, but he didn't stop walking.

The ninth time.

This time, it was Fang Canran's turn to attract his attention: "Who?"

"This man's surname is Shao." He Lingchuan smiled and said, "Has Mr. Fang ever heard of the name 'Shao Jian'?"

Fang Canran was speechless.

He Lingchuan happened to walk by the mirror, and while he was distracted, he hit the mirror with an elbow.

After a few bangs, a transparent mirror was broken into seven or eight pieces.

The formation has been broken!

He Lingchuan immediately saw Fang Canran standing in the back hall and threw the Fusheng knife casually.

No, it can’t be. The cardioscope was actually broken?

How did it break? The man looked at him as if he had seen a ghost. He was stunned for a moment before turning around and running away.

The Fu Sheng knife arrived, but was bounced back by "Lai Qu Jia".

He Lingchuan also pounced on Fusheng, grabbing Fusheng and slashing at Fang Canran.

The golden shield in front of him was hit no matter how many times before it finally shattered.

At this time, Fang Canran had just escaped to the back garden, and all the swords in the sky were gathered into a bunch, and they were placed around his neck.

"If you want to die, just move." The light in He Lingchuan's eyes was brighter than the blade of a knife.

In just two moments, the power of strength and weakness changed.

The knife was fierce and drew a little blood mark on Fang Canran's neck. He didn't dare to move. At the same time, he was puzzled: "How did you untie the Earth Immortal Cord and find the formation eye?"

Why didn't the soul-shaking thunder work on He Lingchuan?

He really couldn't understand the young man in front of him. Why did all his carefully arranged methods fail?

"Why are you using a mirror instead of a mirror?" He Lingchuan didn't bother to explain. Doesn't he look like a master who loves to educate people?

"Hahahaha, he is not afraid of making people laugh. Lao Zhi is the ancestor of the mirror!" The soul-catching mirror laughed wildly in his arms, but unfortunately only the owner could hear it.

"Put your hands behind your back." He Lingchuan had already put away the Earth Immortal Rope, put another set of spider silk rope around Fang Canran's neck, and then tied up his two hands with extremely skillful movements.

Loved the binding part.

"You have to tie people up like this to be secure, do you understand?" How many prisoners and monsters had He Lingchuan captured in the Panlong Wasteland? Apart from anything else, I have learned at least fifteen ways of tying ropes.

As for the soul-shaking thunder, hehe, its power was blocked by the soul-capturing mirror. In terms of its ability to capture and shock souls, it is like a younger brother in front of the mirror.

"You have to break the core-piercing mirror accurately for the ninth time to be useful. If you make a mistake, the cycle will be disrupted and start over again. I don't know how many times the hole in the formation will be broken!" Jing Jing said proudly, "This kind of Your little skills are too young, too young, how can you hide them from Grandpa Jing’s discernment!”

Fang Canran's eyes rolled again as he was so embarrassed by He Lingchuan.

He also has a magical power called the golden cicada's escape from the shell, which allows him to leave the restraints on his coat and slip away on his own.

However, before he could get the timing right, he felt a pain in the back of his neck. He Lingchuan stabbed two large acupoints on his back with silver needles, immediately blocking the movement of his true power.

It wasn't that He Lingchuan had no foresight and discovered that he could still use this magical power, but he was annoyed by his left and right attacks, so he simply intercepted his real power to prevent him from doing anything wrong again.

"You!" Fang Canran's eyes darkened, and he finally despaired.

Why is he controlled by others every step of the way, every step!

Obviously this kid looks like Madaha, he only adapts to circumstances!

"Let me go, I can give you whatever you want!" Now that the matter has come to an end, Fang Canran tries to impress the enemy quickly, "I can give you more money than you can spend in a lifetime, and I can also get you a worry-free official position! If you It will do you no good at all if you hurt me!”

"But it's time to relieve the anger. Isn't it enough to relieve the anger?" He Lingchuan smiled, "The most satisfying thing is to repay the other person's way. Now it's my turn to ask you, where did you get this threaded ring on your hand? Are you and Shao Jian the same? what relationship?"

He deliberately named the other person when he was worried, and then paid attention to Fang Canran's expression. Sure enough, when the person heard the word "Shao Jian", his pupils shrank slightly.

Although it only took a short moment for Fang Canran to return to normal, this subconscious reaction could not deceive anyone. He Lingchuan should have hit the deepest secret in his heart.

This was the second time he heard Shao Jian's name from He Lingchuan, and he still had a strong reaction.

"What?" Fang Canran hissed, "I don't recognize him!"

"Mr. Fang, you are boring now. As a human being, you must be reasonable." He Lingchuan patted his back, pointed at the torture tools on the table and said, "You and I have no grudges. You were the one who attacked me first. You have to dig out your eyes and pull out your tongue. If I use these tricks on you, it's fair, right?"

Fang Canran swallowed: "I'm sorry, but my ancestors had some enemies in the past. You always stared at my ring. I thought it was an enemy coming to my door."

A good man doesn't want to suffer the immediate consequences, and his attitude immediately softens.

"What did your ancestors do?" The man named Fang began to argue?

"It's also business, small business." Fang Canran whispered, "Businessmen can make enemies if they can show kindness."

He Lingchuan poured himself a cup of tea, raised it to his mouth, thought about the plot he had just been tricked into, and threw it away again. Like him, this guy talks a lot of lies and lies with all sincerity on his face, and even a single word of what he says cannot be verified.

Fang Canran looked at his movements and couldn't help but be curious, and asked again: "Why is the Earth Immortal Rope useless to you?"

"It's useful." He Lingchuan grabbed the bundle of ropes from his arms and looked at it carefully, "What a treasure."

This rope is very similar to the net used by Master Sun Fuping and Sun Guoshi. It will not let go once it catches someone. It fell into the hands of He Chunhua after Sun Fuping's death.

"It's just that I was assassinated by the gods not long ago and almost lost my life." He said slowly, "Since then, I have been much more cautious in my actions."

He had had enough of being helpless in the face of the gods. Can he, He Lingchuan, plot against anyone?

Of course he would not tell Fang Canran that he had released his clone when he went to the secret room under the pretext of going to the secret room.

So the one who fell to the ground was the clone, and the one who was tied up by Fang Canran with the Immortal Binding Rope was also just the clone.

No matter how tightly the Immortal Binding Rope is tied, once He Lingchuan's clone disappears, what's its use?

A strong wind blew behind him, and Fang Canran went to close the window. He Lingchuan took the opportunity to lie back on the ground and put the rope on his hand.

He had previously observed clearly that the rope would not be effective without chanting the curse, but for safety reasons, he cut half of it with a Fusheng knife and held the broken rope end in his palm.

In his opinion, Fang Canran's method of tying the rope was like that of a layman, without any structure or sense of beauty. He only used the power of the Earthly Immortal Rope to restrain the enemy.

He tied it up so easily that he couldn't remember how to tie it when he looked back. How could he find that something was wrong with the rope? If he was as good at tying knots as wicker, there would be no way He Lingchuan could untie the knot and tie it to his hand in just a few breaths.

From this alone, He Lingchuan could tell that Fang Canran rarely personally plotted against people.

And details determine success or failure.

All in all, Fang Canran wanted to deceive him, and he also wanted to defraud Fang Canran.

As of now, it can only be said that neither of them succeeded.

Hearing the word "God", Fang Canran frowned slightly: "What do you want? I am the manager of the Golden Horn Family and the owner of Yuexiang Villa. As you said before, you can't escape even if you kill me. Get rid of the relationship!"

The two of them are in a situation where neither of them can physically eliminate the other.

He Lingchuan took off the signet ring from his hand, looked at the light, and said matter-of-factly: "What does this have to do with it? I will just report you to the gods. I don't need to worry about the rest."

Fang Canran's expression remained unchanged, but the veins on his forehead jumped.

He Lingchuan's words hit his Achilles heel.

"But I really don't know how to answer you." He sighed, "How about you ask another question?"

This guy is really tight-lipped. He Lingchuan didn't want to really torture him. After all, this person was still useful, so he thought about it and said, "Okay, let's talk about it. You drugged and tied up the Chiyan envoy for no reason, and tried to lynch him. This is It’s a serious crime, has Manager Fang thought about the price he’s going to pay?”

"You have no evidence and no witnesses." Fang Canran looked at the five-flowered bundle on his body, "I am the one who is bound now."

"But if Mr. He is willing to reconcile, Mr. Fang will definitely give you a generous gift to calm your shock." After all, Fang Canran is now at a disadvantage in the game and it is not easy to anger others, so he immediately calmed down the atmosphere, "How about fifty thousand taels of silver? "

He Lingchuan knew that if he bargained with him, the topic would be changed and the storm would be over.

"I don't think this is appropriate." He shook the signet ring. "When I mentioned Shao Jian just now, your mood fluctuated greatly. And you have this signet ring in your hand. Well, there are five whorls on this ring. It is the certificate of the founder of Hongluo Chamber of Commerce."

"The founder of the Hongluo Chamber of Commerce is Shao Jian. He has been fighting against the gods all his life." He Lingchuan was so busy that he asked, "How dare you wear this signet ring on your hand and think no one will recognize it?"

If this guy refuses to let go, he has to find a breakthrough.

As expected, Fang Canran insisted: "I don't know this person, nor do I know the reasons for the ancestral ring!"

He sighed: "If I knew, would I still wear it on my hand?"

Normal people would not wear things on their hands that would offend the gods.

He Lingchuan smiled, was Fang Canran normal?

"Then you don't want to know why I recognize this ring?"

"If Mr. He is willing to clear up the confusion, of course Fang would like to hear it." If Fang Canran doesn't want to know, why are you planning all this tonight?

"I have indeed seen Shao Jian." He Lingchuan spoke again, repeating his previous words, "In an ancient city in the west."

Fang Canran's eyes narrowed slightly: "Have you really seen it? How old are you?"

Shao Jian passed away more than 150 years ago, but this young man said he had seen him?

Is it possible that He Xiao, like the two national masters, is an ageless monster?

"Seventeen." He Lingchuan said lazily, "I never said that I would see Shao Jian alive."

Fang Canran frowned: "Sorry, I didn't understand."