The strongest collapse system

Chapter 337
Wang Fan turned his head to look.

I saw an old wooden table on the side of the street in Dawang Village, a bamboo pole was inserted beside it, and a piece of canvas was hung on it, with the words "immortal guiding the way" written on it.

At the edge of the table, there was an old man with extraordinary bearing who was yelling vigorously, and next to him was a sleepy young woman with a pretty face and a helpless expression.

It was Zhou Yixian and Xiaohuan's grandfather and grandson.

Although Zhou Yixian yelled extremely hard, the business was not very good. After yelling for a long time, no one came forward to look at the face.

Wang Fan shook his head, and when he was about to leave, a blue shadow suddenly stood in front of Zhou Yixian.

But it was a young man in light blue clothes with delicate features.

Brush brush!
The young man moved his brush like flying, and wrote the three characters "Qin Wuyan" on the white paper on the table. The three characters were neatly written, with regular and round strokes, and the corners were restrained and smooth. It was quite a beautiful handwriting.

"You help me test it out. I'm going to the Death Marsh. What's the fate of this name?" The young man smiled.

Xiaohuan blinked her eyes, smiled suddenly, and said: "Guest officer, you have 'Yan' in your name, and you have two fires to yang, but in the middle you use the word 'no' to suppress it, and the word 'Qin' is feminine, and the word 'Qin' is soft." The implication is the west, Lord, you will go to the cold land in the west for great benefits! If you go to the Dead Marsh, you will be very lucky!"

A smile appeared on Qin Wuyan's face.

Immediately, he took out 40 taels of silver, Xiaohuan looked at it, but didn't accept it.

On the other hand, Zhou Yixian stretched out his hand and took all the money into his arms.

As for the character testing fee, which was only ten taels, why did the other party pay four times, Zhou Yixian had no intention of asking.

"I still have three friends who will also go to the death marsh, please do some calculations for them, too." Qin Wuyan said calmly.

Just as Xiaohuan was about to refuse, Qin Wuyan took the pen and paper and wrote three more names on it.

"Golden bottle!"

"Ghost Li!"

"Wang Fan!"

The originally bustling street suddenly became quiet. Some people approached quietly, and some people left silently. People flickered on the roofs of the street corners. Although it was still daylight, the atmosphere suddenly became a bit gloomy.

"I'm sorry, guest officer, for the word test, you must write it yourself before you can calculate it." Xiaohuan pushed the paper back and said calmly.

"Really?" Qin Wuyan smiled slightly, but there was no anger on his face.

But he didn't intend to stop there and leave, he still stood in front of the table.

Xiaohuan's expression changed, and she was about to say something when suddenly she stretched out a hand from the side and took the white paper over.

"The handwriting is good..." Someone said lightly, "...It's a pity that you are not very good! I don't remember having a friend like you!"

Qin Wuyan was startled.

With his cultivation base, he was unaware of this person's arrival.

Qin Wuyan hurriedly turned his head to look, and saw a young man in sackcloth, holding a white paper and looking left and right, and at the same time looked at him from time to time, making him feel uncomfortable all over.

As if the frog was being watched by a poisonous snake, Qin Wuyan suddenly felt as if he was being targeted by a natural enemy.

"You are... a king!"

Qin Wuyan instantly felt the hairs all over his body stand on end, and at the same time, cold sweat oozes from his body.

Combined with the words just now, the identity of this young man is ready to be revealed.

A traitor from the Qingyun Sect, the deputy head of the Blood Refining Hall, Wang Fan!
In the past ten years, the power of the Demon Sect has flourished, and many young talents have emerged from the younger generation. Among them, the three most outstanding are called "Three Young Masters" by those who have good things, that is, the "Poison Young Master" of Wan Du Sect. ", the "Master Blood" of the Ghost King Sect, and the "Miao Gongzi" of the Hehuan School.And on top of them, there is the "One King" of the Blood Refining Hall.

This is the origin of "one king and three sons".

However, Wang Fan doesn't like this nickname.

The atmosphere in the arena was extremely quiet and tense, Qin Wuyan felt that he was going to be out of breath, and wanted to mobilize his true essence to escape, but at this moment he did not dare to act rashly no matter what.

He deeply knows one thing, that is, with the distance between him and Wang Fan at this moment, it is easy for the other party to kill him, and he has no time to cast spells.

There was once a hidden master of the Devil's Cult who sought revenge from Wang Fan, got within three feet of Wang Fan, and then... was killed with one move!

Nicknamed "Old Patriarch Fengyue", this Demon Cult powerhouse was a casual cultivator of the Demonic Dao in Jieshi Mountain. Even the four major sect masters of the Demon Cult had to treat him with caution, and he died like this.

Not even a decent counterattack was made.

Qin Wuyan didn't feel that he was stronger than Fengyue Patriarch, so he immediately changed his attitude, with an enthusiastic and even flattering smile on his face.

"Vice Hall Master Wang, I have admired you for a long time. My younger brother has admired your name for a long time. I am finally lucky enough to meet you today. I am so lucky." Qin Wuyan showed a forced smile on his face. The hall master laughed."

Although laughing was uglier than crying, the atmosphere finally eased a lot.

Qin Wuyan could feel that the invisible pressure that was pouring from all directions and overwhelming the sky began to slowly recede with his apology.

"Is that so?" Wang Fan said calmly, his expression unchanged.

"Naturally, if Vice-Hall Master Wang is here, then the rare treasure in the Death Marsh will definitely not escape your palm."

Qin Wuyan's voice was full of sincerity.

But Wang Fan felt that there was a hint of conspiracy in it.

However, Wang Fan was not worried at all.

"Then I will lend you a good word." Wang Fan nodded slowly.

Afterwards, he turned his eyes away from Qin Wuyan.

Qin Wuyan suddenly felt relaxed, as if an invisible mountain had moved away from his body. He immediately arched his hands, turned around, and walked away quickly.

But people with sharp eyes can find that the opponent's figure is slightly anxious and embarrassed.

"What a coward!"

Wang Fan sighed, put down the paper in his hand, and looked at Xiaohuan.

Xiaohuan's bright eyes looked at him without any trace of fear.

Wang Fan looked at her, and also at Zhou Xian, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, and without saying a word, he headed towards the direction of the Dead Marsh in the west.

Xiaohuan was in a daze for a while, feeling lost.

"Hey, everyone else has left, what are you still looking at?" Suddenly, a crisp laughter sounded beside her.

Xiaohuan and Zhou Xian who were cleaning up were taken aback.

They turned to look, and saw a young woman, dressed in light yellow clothes, with an oval face, picturesque eyebrows, elegant and graceful, with a charm that captivated the world.

"Sister, why is it you?" Xiaohuan asked in surprise.

"I haven't seen you for three years, sister, you are getting more and more beautiful, even I can't help being tempted!" The young woman smiled.

"Irregularity!" Xiaohuan blushed and scolded, "Why did you come here? And when that Qin Wuyan made things difficult for me just now, you didn't even say to help me!"

The woman in yellow blinked her eyes, and there was a look of grievance that seemed real or fake on her face: "With the prince just now, how can it be my sister's turn to take action, and if my sister appears rashly, I'm afraid she will die unexpectedly..."

"Sister is talking nonsense again." Xiaohuan rolled her eyes and couldn't help laughing.

The woman in yellow also laughed.

It's just that no one noticed that the seemingly relaxed smiling face of the woman in yellow was slightly dignified, but it was hidden in an instant, making it difficult to detect.

"If you offend him, probably... you will really die!"

The woman in yellow thought silently in her heart.

(End of this chapter)