Tomb Raider: The Fox's Ways to Seducing the Kirin

Er Yuehong frowned, and asked worriedly, "You mean, Cheng Ji is injured? Is the injury serious?"

Zhang Qishan was a little angry when he saw that Er Yuehong's focus had shifted. He didn't understand whether these people had been drugged and why they were so nervous about him.

Whether it is Er Yuehong, Zhang Qiling, or even Mr. Ba, they all said that Cheng Ji had a unique fate and was blessed with great fortune.

Could it be that Cheng Ji is the reincarnation of a vixen?

The fact that Zhang Qiling was buried with him was most likely related to the Zhang family's secret. He couldn't just sit there and wait for death, so he had to find a way to create suspicion between Cheng Ji and Er Yuehong.

The nine sects now all have their own ideas. Originally, Er Yuehong and Qi Tiezui were firmly on his side, but now that Cheng Ji has interfered, he is somewhat unable to control the situation.

Zhang Qishan's expression was expressionless, and he continued with a hint of doubt: "I'm not sure about that. The man who brought him back took care of him all night, and sent him back to the Cheng family the next day without letting me see him."

"I'm afraid he found some treasure in the tomb. He would rather invite an outsider to go with him than let us know. It would be a waste of your sincerity towards him."

Er Yuehong hasn't touched anything from the earth for a long time, but he can still stand firm in Jiumen. Naturally, he is not someone that others can easily control.

Even if Cheng Ji hadn't reminded him, what else could he not understand now that he saw Zhang Qishan losing his composure?

A person who was born in a Changsheng family, the grandson of the previous clan leader, did not have the Changsheng bloodline and was expelled from the family.

Any one of them can lead him to the path of seeking immortality and bloodline.

Since he wanted to use Er Yuehong as a stepping stone, he had to consider his own weight.

"Master Buddha, you are joking. Cheng Ji has only been in Changsha for less than a month. It is his own business to decide who to be friends with and where to go. There is no such thing as sharing good things."

"People should not be too greedy and want everything. My wife was able to recover from a serious illness thanks to Mr. Cheng. I can't thank him enough, so how dare I covet what he has? Don't you think so, Mr. Buddha?"

Having said that, how could Zhang Qishan still not understand the hidden meaning behind Er Yuehong's words.

It seemed like he was talking about Cheng Ji, but actually he was pointing at him.

Zhang Qishan's curved mouth did not lower, but the smile did not reach his eyes: "The nine gates of Changsha are clearly divided, just like last time the mine was the territory of Huo Sanniang and the Huo family. The Huo family has come to ask me about this matter more than once in the past few days."

Er Yuehong asked back, "Then the whole Changsha knows that Lu Jianxun colluded with the Japanese to get some treasure from the mine. Cheng Ji has never been to the mine. How can the Huo family be held accountable?"

"Or does Master Fo think that it was Chen Pi who revealed it to the Huo family?"

Er Yuehong's eyes were as sharp as a blade, as if he wanted to see through the secret in Zhang Qishan's heart.

"I'm just delivering a message on behalf of the Huo family. You're worrying too much, Second Master. I'm also very concerned about Cheng Ji. After all, he's just a kid who has just entered this industry and has no experience. And he has offended the Huo family. What should I do?" Zhang Qishan explained with a smile.

Before Er Yuehong could speak, Cheng Ji's voice came from outside the door: "Don't worry about me, Master Zhang. Even if there is no Qilin blood, Master Zhang is only thirty years old. He is not old and blind. How come you called me the clan leader this morning, but you are a stranger this afternoon?"

Cheng Ji stared at Zhang Qishan and smiled lightly, but his eyes were surprisingly cold.

Then he walked to Er Yuehong and sat down. He calmed the slightly worried Er Yuehong with his eyes, and then said, "Master Buddha really made a good plan. He knew that I would come to see you today, so he specially let the people of the Huo family block my way. What, is there no innovation? You failed to get rid of me by complaining last time, and you are thinking of killing me with a borrowed knife?"

"Do you think the Huo family's small fry are more reliable than your clan leader?" Cheng Ji looked at Zhang Qishan with a smile.

Zhang Qishan smiled back, and there was nothing to fault with him: "It's not appropriate to slander me without any evidence."

Cheng Ji raised his eyebrows: "You want evidence? Drag it in."

Two men in black with livid faces and dull eyes walked in, dragging an unconscious adult man.

Zhang Qishan saw the man being dragged tighten his grip on the teacup.

"Speaking of which, I do have to apologize to the head of the Huo family. You said that during this sparring match, I used too much force and her subordinates turned against me. This is really embarrassing. I will send these two people, no, these two corpses back to the Huo family in a while and apologize sincerely."

"Master, look at that person on the ground. Doesn't he look familiar? Master, you can use people from the Zhang family very easily. You can order them to do all the dirty work. Just keep your name clean." Cheng Ji said with a smile, but there was no warmth in his words.

Seeing that Cheng Ji had no mercy at all, Zhang Qishan stopped pretending to be nice and said with a sneer: "Why should I believe you just based on your verbal promise? If you really have this ability, why don't you use it yourself and give it to me?"

Cheng Ji chuckled, his eyes full of mockery: "On the one hand, you covet pure blood and dream of immortality, and on the other hand, you hate the Zhang family and feel that the Zhang family has let you down in everything."

"You want everything. Isn't it too ugly to eat like that, Mr. Zhang Dafo?"

"Also, do you think everyone cares about the Zhang family's bloodline and longevity?"

Zhang Qishan sneered: "It's easy to say, but when the time comes, I hope you can do as you said."

Cheng Ji shook his head: "Do you know why the Zhang family was granted immortality at the same time?"

Cheng Ji stood up and walked out the door under Zhang Qishan's angry glare.

"Why are you here?" Seeing Zhang Qiling rushing over, his tone softened a lot, completely different from the way he was just confronting Zhang Qiling.

Zhang Qiling looked him up and down, and found no injuries. He breathed a sigh of relief and said, "I was worried that something might happen to you."

Cheng Ji took Zhang Qiling and walked in by himself. He pressed Zhang Qiling to the seat where he had just sat. He curved his eyebrows and continued to talk to Zhang Qishan without turning his head: "Because the bloodline passed down by the Zhang family from beginning to end is incomplete. Only half of the bloodline will never become one no matter how much it is passed on."

"You don't believe that I have the means to improve my bloodline, so you better watch carefully."

As he spoke, Cheng Ji's slender fingers lifted Zhang Qiling's sleeves, revealing his arms, which were firm in texture but slightly pale due to years of anemia.

Zhang Qiling had no idea what the boy wanted to do, so he could only sit there silently and let the boy do what he wanted.

For a moment, the eyes of the three people in the hall were focused on Cheng Ji.

The young man calmly forced blood from his fingertips and quickly drew ancient and complex runes.

Cheng Ji did not use the opportunity given by the system, as that opportunity was only suitable for people with extremely shallow bloodlines. Zhang Qiling's bloodline had accidentally broken through the bloodline boundary inherited by the Zhang family because it had merged with the bloodline of the King of Hell. Even if he had used that opportunity, the effect would have been extremely minimal.

The rune he was using now was something he had discovered on the two Zhang brothers sent by Zhang Qishan a few days ago. His bloodline had the potential to stimulate the bloodlines of others, and with his rune skills, he hoped to have a chance to break the divine gift on his god.

The young man's fingers were as nimble as a snake, and Cheng Ji injected runes into Zhang Qiling's body.

When the last rune entered his body, all the clothes on Zhang Qiling's body were shattered into pieces, and the Qilin tattoo was winding around the god's body. As the power of blood increased, the two puppets of the Huo family standing in the hall knelt down and surrendered to the god. In this situation, I don't know who was jealous.

When everyone was stunned, the young man spoke at an inappropriate time.

"Tsk——"

"Nice body."

Three people and two corpses: "..."