Five minutes ago, after walking out of the house, Wanyan Fuchan did not leave the courtyard, but came to a willow tree by the pond.

At this time, the end of March was approaching, and the willow trees were green and there were crowds of golden carp in the pond, but she had no intention of appreciating these. She quietly jumped onto the willow tree, looking at the distant sky with complicated eyes.

Sitting alone on the tree canopy, Wanyan Fuchan stayed for a moment, and then heard footsteps coming from the courtyard. Then she saw a young man wearing black armor strode into the courtyard and walking towards Yao Ruoyu's room.

At this time, Jingru was talking to Yao Ruoyu in the room. Wanyan Fuchan naturally didn't want the other party to disturb him. She immediately stepped under her feet and rushed to the other party like a flowing shadow, and said lightly: "He is resting."

Wanyan Fuchan's hidden method was so powerful. Although the young man had extraordinary cultivation, he did not notice her. So he suddenly saw someone appear and subconsciously stopped and stared at the person who came with a fierce look in his eyes.

When he saw that it was Wanyan Fuchan, the visitor relaxed a little, but then he seemed to remember something, and his bloody eyes were fierce and bright, and he said sternly: "Secret Technique of Shadow Flow? Are you from Mandala?"

Wanyan Fuchan just moved casually, but she didn't expect the other party to have such great eyesight. She saw through her origins directly, and immediately narrowed her eyes and showed a little murderous intent.

Notice the murderous intent on the girl, the young man's eyes became even more fierce, and he said in a deep voice: "Tell me! Who are you?"

Just now, Yan Fuchan was just instinct to exudate murderous intent. At this moment, she remembered the relationship between the other party and Yao Ruoyu, so she slowly put away the murderous intent and said coldly: "My origin has nothing to do with you."

The young man did not give up, and took a step forward and said solemnly: "But you are Brother Yao's girlfriend now. What's your purpose in lurking beside him?"

Seeing Wanyan Fuchan's expression was indifferent and still refused to answer, the young man sneered: "Since I don't say it, I'll take it down and ask you again!" Before he finished speaking, his evil spirit suddenly burst out. In an instant, the entire courtyard was filled with blood. Wanyan Fuchan's eyes were even more blooming, as if a sea of ​​blood emerged out of thin air.

Before Wanyan Fuchan's movements, the young man took a step forward and swung his right fist straight, pulling the evil spirits all over the yard, and directly blasted out a punch of force from several feet away.

This fist power is combined with the blood and energy accumulated by the young man in the battlefield. As soon as it was blasted out, it roared out of wind, and it blasted Wanyan Fuchan's abdomen in an extremely fierce manner. Obviously, he did not intend to kill directly, but wanted to seriously injure Wanyan Fuchan and capture him alive.

However, as the strongest person in the young generation of Mandala organization, Wanyan Fuchan's strength is also good. The young man just punched out, and before the fist strength came to her, the girl's delicate body had turned into countless shadows and scattered everywhere, and directly avoided the punch.

As soon as the shadows spread out in the sky, countless black shadows surged out from behind the young man, and in an instant it turned into Wanyan Fuchan, and his slender hands gently pressed towards the young man's back.

Although her movements were silent, the instincts developed by the young man who fought on the battlefield these days was extremely powerful. He instantly felt the fluctuations behind him, and immediately turned around and punched him. The bloody and domineering fist force tore through the air and then roared like a roar of a ferocious beast, and accurately and quickly hit Wanyan Fuchan's little hand.

With a bang, Wanyan Fuchan's body suddenly burst into countless black shadows, but she forcibly dodged the punch at the critical moment. But the next moment, she heard a painful humming sound. Her figure appeared several feet away again, looking at the young man with a pale face, and her whole right arm was trembling slightly. Obviously, although she was avoiding it in time just now, she was still hit by the young man's fist force.

At the same time, the young man also looked at the other party with a twitching corner of his eyes, then slowly moved his eyes to his right hand, and saw several deep bone-deep scars on his right fist, which was the result of Wanyan Fuchan's attack just now.

"The secret technique of Shadowflow is well-deserved." The young man said lightly.

Wanyan Fuchan sneered slightly: "You are not bad, you are worthy of the name of [Blood Clothes]."

[Blood Clothes], this is the title that Zhang Ziqiang has obtained after he has been on the battlefield in the past six months. Since he appeared on the battlefield, his armor will be soaked in blood in every battle. Over time, he has also known this title.

After so long, Zhang Ziqiang was naturally assassinated by the Mandala organization. The three most dangerous times were assassinations by the killers of the Yingliu lineage, so Zhang Ziqiang had a deep impression of this lineage.

Today, Zhang Ziqiang originally wanted to see if Yao Ruoyu woke up, but when Wanyan Fuchan just flew, he keenly realized the traces belonging to the Shadow Flow lineage, and was immediately shocked.

The Yingliu lineage originated from the No. 1 killer in China, Wanyan, and the Yingliu secret technique is his personal skill. Now only the great elders of the Mandala organization and their disciples can practice. In other words, if you can learn Yingliu secret technique, you must be a core member of the Mandala organization.

However, the core member of the Mandala organization became Yao Ruoyu's girlfriend. How could Zhang Ziqiang not be surprised? He instantly thought that the other party must have made some plans when he lurked beside Yao Ruoyu. He then took action regardless of everything and wanted to capture him and ask for his purpose.

However, the head-on confrontation of the Yingliu lineage may not be as good as that of others, but the degree is really terrifying. Although Zhang Ziqiang, who has reached the fifth level, is of amazing strength, but facing Wanyan Fuchan, who has just broken through to the fourth level, he will not be able to take it down unless he uses his trump card.

The fierce light in Zhang Ziqiang's bloody eyes gradually became richer. Wanyan Fuchan knew that the other party's intention to kill was already rising, so she immediately tiptoed slightly under her feet, intending to escape quickly.

Seeing that Zhang Ziqiang was about to take action, the door of the room was suddenly opened. Then he saw Hou Jingru helping Yao Ruoyu walk out of it and said anxiously: "Stop hitting! Brother Yao vomits blood!"

"What?" Zhang Ziqiang and Wanyan Fuchan were both shocked when they heard this, and turned around and rushed towards Yao Ruoyu at the same time.

However, Zhang Ziqiang was extremely alert to Wanyan Fuchan. When he saw her rushing towards Yao Ruoyu, he immediately punched him, and the domineering fist force swept out, forcing Wanyan Fuchan to use the [Phantom Style] three times in a row, and then avoided this punch.

As soon as he landed, Wanyan Fuchan had already stared at Zhang Ziqiang tightly. There was no longer any charm or charm on her charming face, and only the cold and sharp murderous intent was left. Obviously, Zhang Ziqiang prevented him from getting close to Yao Ruoyu, which had completely angered the princess of the Jin Kingdom.

Seeing that the two were about to take action again, Yao Ruoyu suddenly pushed Hou Jingru away, staggered forward, and said sternly: "Stop it!"

He was already seriously injured and was so shocked by the momentum of the two of them when they fought each other. At this moment, he was angry, but after taking a few steps, he felt his legs weak and he rushed directly to the ground.

Zhang Ziqiang was close to him, so he quickly supported him when he saw this. Yao Ruoyu held him and gasped, "Ziqiang, what are you doing? She is my girlfriend..."

Zhang Ziqiang laughed anxiously when he heard this: "Brother Yao, she is a Mandala person!"

"Mandala?" Yao Ruoyu was stunned when he heard this, subconsciously recalling the wanton figure in Fuling City in the past. Then he shook his head and said lightly, "Her past is only related to the past, but now and the future, she is my girlfriend, that's enough." After that, he slowly stood up straight, turned to look at Wanyan Fuchan, showing a smile.

Frankly speaking, Yao Ruoyu's face was pale at this moment, and the smile she showed was not gentle. But seeing this smile, Wanyan Fuchan suddenly felt a little sore in her nose, and her heart seemed to be injected with a ray of sunshine, making her whole body warm. Her previous cold murderous intent also dissipated, and she returned to her usual charm and tenderness.

Seeing the two of them looking at each other with affection, Zhang Ziqiang couldn't help but feel a little painful in his temples. He clenched his fists with a little regret, wishing he could punch Yao Ruoyu in the head to let him wake up.

But Zhang Ziqiang also knew Yao Ruoyu's personality. To put it nicely, it was called infatuation, but to be naughty, it was brainless. Of course, this situation was targeted at the people he cared about, so in desperation, he could only stare at Wanyan Fuchan with a warning, indicating that the other party would have no other thoughts.

Unfortunately, Wanyan Fuchan only had Yao Ruoyu in her eyes at this time. She didn't notice Zhang Ziqiang's eyes warning. However, Hou Jingru, who was beside her, noticed this and immediately covered her mouth and smiled, so happy.

Soon Zhang Ziqiang discovered that the two of them ignored him, so they could only shake their heads helplessly, hugged Yao Ruoyu, and said in a deep voice: "Brother Yao, since you are awake, I will have something to ask you for, and talk to you alone."

The meaning of talking alone is naturally that there are only two of them. Hou Jingru is also tactful. After helping Yao Ruoyu cast spells and healed, he turned around and left in a hurry. Wanyan Fuchan ignored Zhang Ziqiang's vigilant eyes and turned around and jumped back to the willow tree.

But I don’t know if it was intentional, but when she climbed the tree, she directly used the secret technique of shadow flow and turned into a black shadow and jumped onto the treetops.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Ziqiang couldn't help but twitch slightly again, and he almost punched him directly.

After finally comforting Zhang Ziqiang and pulling him into the room, Yao Ruoyu rubbed his eyebrows and sat at the table, and smiled and said, "Okay, don't be angry with her. What are you asking for me? You have to say it alone."

When talking about his purpose, Zhang Ziqiang looked serious and came to sit at the table, but he didn't say anything, just staring at Yao Ruoyu.

Seeing him staring at him, Yao Ruoyu frowned slightly without realizing it, and laughed and said, "What are you doing?"

"Brother Yao, you..." Zhang Ziqiang hesitated for a moment before slowly saying, "Is your practice... a trick?"

Before he finished speaking, Yao Ruoyu's smile suddenly solidified, and then he instinctively grabbed his right hand to his waist. After he was caught in the air, he remembered that he had just woken up and had no weapons at all.

But at this moment he also reacted, quickly withdrew his murderous intent, and smiled bitterly: "Sorry."

Shaking his head, Zhang Ziqiang did not care about Yao Ruoyu's murderous intent just now: "Normal, if it were me, I would be nervous."

Yao Ruoyu couldn't help but smile bitterly when he heard this. If he was asking about other people, he would have taken action long ago, but Zhang Ziqiang was no better than others. Since the other party already knew, he didn't have to hide too much.

After pondering for a moment, Yao Ruoyu briefly described the story of his inheritance of tricks, and then said in confusion: "By the way, how did you show up? Even Chu, oh, even your adopted father didn't show up."

"It is normal for the adoptive father not to show up. The trick disappeared for so many years. Who would know the characteristics of tricks?" Zhang Ziqiang smiled, pointing at himself and said with a wry smile, "Now, I guess the only one in this world knows this."

Seeing the confusion on Yao Ruoyu's face, Zhang Ziqiang smiled and explained: "I practiced the "Mysterious Method of Killing the Demon."

As soon as he finished speaking, Yao Ruoyu had already shown a sudden look, but this sudden feeling contained a little surprise.

"The Mysterious Art of Killing the Demon" was created by Bai Qi, a famous general of the Qin Dynasty [Killing God]. It can enhance his evil spirit through killing and increase his cultivation with the help of evil spirit. Therefore, only a few years after Bai Qi debuted, he has entered the seven realms and is famous in China.

But few people know that Bai Qi's "The Mysterious Technique of the Demon Slayer" was created under the guidance of the First Emperor. In other words, "The Mysterious Technique of the Demon Slayer" itself has some characteristics of tricks, and is equally domineering, except that one is spiritual and the other is martial arts.

Since the fall of the Qin Dynasty, the lineage of Fiery Art has been deeply related to the descendants of Bai Qi. The two supported each other for many years, and it was not until the end of the Tang Dynasty that the two broke off contact.

When Yu Culture and the creation of the Dark Night Dragon Cavalry, its deputy general was the descendant of Bai Qi. The Dark Night Dragon Cavalry's martial arts were also created by the two of them. Therefore, Zhang Ziqiang, the descendant of Bai Qi, could see through the Dark Night Dragon Cavalry because he knew that only the descendant of the magic can control the Dark Night Dragon Cavalry.
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