Resurrection Of Spiritual Energy Oh My God, My Horcrux Is A Kitchen Knife

"Do you want to fight? If not, then leave quickly. Don't delay my meal."

Qin Fan frowned and said impatiently.

But in my heart, I secretly wondered if I was asking too high a price? Normally, one meal costs one point, which is only a month's worth of food.

It's just that he ignored one thing. There is a difference between the slightly better things of rich people and the good things of ordinary people.

Ordinary people think it's good to spend a hundred dollars for a meal, but in the eyes of the rich, a hundred dollars may only be enough for a bottle of water. Different statuses will lead to different results in looking at things.

And Lin Ling'er just belongs to the category of rich people, otherwise how would she, a new student, get the points to invite them to spend money here.

"Okay, even if you lose, I won't take your points. Kneel down in front of everyone, kowtow three times, and call me grandpa three times and I'll let you go."

Lin Zihao gritted his teeth and said.

"what is it call?"

Qin Fan took out his ears.

"Call Grandpa."

"good"

Qin Fan responded cordially, and everyone watching the excitement couldn't help but chuckle. Although this new student didn't know how to live or die, he was indeed quite funny.

It's much more exciting than watching a circus show.

Lin Zihao stopped talking and walked out the door with a livid face. He vowed to turn over the word "林" and write it down later if he didn't knock out Qin Fan's teeth.

"Xiaoxue, your friend is quite interesting."

Lin Ling'er grabbed Murong Xue who was standing up and said softly.

Murong Xue said: "Wait a moment, you will find it more interesting."

Others didn't know it, but she had seen Qin Fan's fighting prowess with her own eyes. That night, more people from the War King realm died under his hands than the current opponent.

Outside the store, the cool breeze blows, taking away the heat of the day. Everyone who has eaten and drank enough just feels refreshed.

Under the bright street lights, groups of people walked out of the barbecue restaurant.

Naturally, Lin Zihao and others were walking at the front. From time to time, some of them would glare at the group of people behind them, and occasionally raise their fingers provocatively.

The leader of the group behind was a lazy young man, and two stunning beauties followed closely behind him.

The last group of people, the most powerful in number, were whispering in twos and threes. Some people who knew Lin Zihao looked at Qin Fan with expressions of watching a show, and some even started a bet in private.

Lin Zihao, who was at the front, came to a quiet place and stopped, looking behind him quietly.

"Tonight will be unforgettable."

After Lin Zihao finished speaking, he turned into a ball of mist and rushed towards Qin Fan.

Qin Fan moved at a fixed point and retreated three to five meters.

Yes, it's only three to five meters. This distance is just enough to avoid Lin Zihao's attack. In the eyes of everyone, they just think that Qin Fan's speed is not slow. No one would think that a small person who has entered the warrior realm can actually Know this kind of space system skill.

Lin Zihao snorted coldly before he could hit the target, and grabbed the void with his right hand. An antique folding fan appeared in his hand, and with a wave of his hand, several wind blades struck Qin Fan.

The wind blade was like a sharp knife, roaring towards Qin Fan with strong spiritual power.

Qin Fan stood there, as if he didn't react. Lin Zihao's lips curled up, that's it?

The next second, the wind blade leaned close to him, Qin Fan whispered "Quick Slash", and a faint arc of light flashed away, disappearing together with the powerful wind blade.

"this·····"

Lin Zihao was a little confused. Almost the same scene as in the store happened again. He didn't pay attention last time, but this time it was the same, and he had to pay attention.

There's something ghosty here.

After absorbing the power of Lin Zihao's wind blade, Qin Fan flashed an evil smile on his lips, turned into an afterimage, and threw himself at Lin Zihao.

"Wind wall."

Lin Zihao did not hesitate to use his defensive skills. The enemy was unknown and caution was the only rule that needed to be followed.

Suddenly, a whirlwind-like airflow quickly rotated in front of Lin Zihao, perfectly blocking Lin Zihao's figure.

"snort."

Qin Fan snorted coldly. After acquiring the skill, he was no longer interested in continuing to fight with Lin Zihao. After several feint attacks and leaving a mark, a fixed point suddenly appeared behind Lin Zihao.

Before Lin Zihao could react, the kitchen knife was already on Lin Zihao's neck.

The huge tornado is still spinning rapidly...

"this·····"

Everyone's eyes widened when they suddenly saw this subversive scene.

what happened? Is it just because I blinked just now?

"what happened?"

"Why did he suddenly run behind the wind wall?"

"Who saw it? Tell me I gave him five points, no, ten."

The crowd became noisy...

Lin Ling'er looked at Qin Fan in surprise, then turned to look at Murong Xue who had a calm expression. It seemed that everything was within her expectation. She couldn't help but be even more surprised. Could it be that Murong Xue was sure that Qin Fan would win from the very beginning? , and why is she so sure?

A smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and sure enough, it was getting more and more interesting.

"It seems like you lost."

Qin Fan said with a smile.

"Yeah?"

Lin Zihao pulled the corner of his mouth with difficulty, and the next second, his head suddenly turned into countless dust and disappeared under the control of Qin Fan's kitchen knife. The lower body took the opportunity to dodge more than ten meters away.

Qin Fan looked at the air in front of him in surprise. His knife was still hanging in the air, killing Lonely.

The wind seems to have become colder. Are you sure this is not a horror movie?