Chapter 291  Fan Hanzhou's Problem

Chapter 291 Fan Hanzhou's Problem

After the dwarf sparkled on the open space, he returned to Ge Qingchuan again. He held a piece of cowhide paper in his hand, and respected another brown leather paper to Ge Qingchuan.

Ge Qingchuan took the cowhide paper, only glanced at it, and looked up at the people on the empty land. Seeing that the people who got the cowhide paper in the field, some had begun to whisper.

Yu Lieting looked at the cowhide paper in his hand on the other side of the open space, his eyes flickered.

I saw the full -body portrait of a young man with a smiling and smiling young man. There are some annotations about the amount of body volume next to the portrait. There are various details under the portrait. Several: Zhu Qunxiang; Zongmen Qin envoy; the first in the true spirit.

Yu Lieting understands that this is the goal of his death this time.

Ge Qingchuan's clear voice sounded at this time.

"Everyone gets the details of the objects that need to kill the objects in this operation. This information is obtained by Qingchuan's use of multiple channels to summarize the integration, in order to be able to use the enemy first, accurately kill and kill and kill it. Do not miss one person! "

One of the sources of this information is Xiangu County, and the temple of Chenghuang Temple wishes Dongyang.

Although Ruan Fengshan has been completely lurking, Ge Qingchuan learned that Xu Dongyang was not exposed in this big case.

Therefore, Ge Qingchuan boldly used Xu Dongyang. After all, Xu Dongyang is a native of Xiangu County. He can come to the scene of the Yingxuan Club and get many first -hand fresh materials.

Although the use of Xu Dongyang will be used to use Xu Dongyang, some risks of raising snakes will be used. After all, Xiangu County has just issued a major case of dirty blood. Who can guarantee that Xu Dongyang has not been stared at by all parties. However, for this first -hand information, Ge Qingchuan believes that this risk is worthy of it.

Sure enough, now it proves that Ge Qingchuan's judgment is very wise.

During the three -day selection meeting of Xu Dongyang, a pigeon will be used every day late at night to send a letter to the mouth, a total of three. These three secret letters accounted for almost a third of her final summary of the information. And the head of many clues comes from these secret letters. She got the line head before using the rest of the channels to dig out more information.

The mouth of the Yuanyang Mansion of Dirty Blood Teaching is created by Ge Qinglei, and it has been operating for more than ten years. Many places have lurking dark piles. Even in Yuanyangfu, they have the same people.

"Now, Qingchuan tells you, the specific plan of this operation." Ge Qingchuan's voice sounded, and the sound of the apex of theft on the open space was silent.

"We have buried many fixed -point black gunpowder on this dense forest, which is about nearly three feet explosion belts! And we are mixed with a large amount of strong poison powder in the black gunpowder!"

"But these are just auxiliary means. Poison powder is almost useless to the strong in the real state! Even the warriors in the internal interest situation, as long as they close the air in time, these poisonous powder floating with the wind is not lethal!"

"However, black gunpowder and poison powder can bleak the carriage, poison the horse, and can also scatter the people they originally gathered!"

"At that time, you only need to ambush on both sides of the official road, and you are allowed to move your goals and move!"

"Do you want to extinguish it in one fell swoop!" Don't leave live! "

Although Ge Qingchuan is a female -like generation, these words are stubborn and murderous.

After listening to Ge Qingchuan's words, the people present were different.

The greasy beggar, while looking at the kraft paper in his hand, smiled straight. Outside of the members of him, he frowned, and looked at the cowhide paper in the beggar's hand. This was not tightened. At a glance, his heart was a little pantotic.

On the cowhide paper in the beggar's hand, there is a clever smiley girl, and the rolling short fat man in his hand.

At this moment, Ge Qingchuan's voice sounded again. "What are the doubts about this operation? Although the Qingchuan must know, Qingchuan must know!"

The member immediately pointed at the beggar next to him, and said dissatisfied: "Why is my opponent a short fat man, the opponent of this cricket can be a bright girl?!"

Ge Qingchuan laughed when he heard words: "Outside the director, this is a war before the battle, not a reward for merit! Qingchuan arranges his opponents for you, is in line! Who is your opponent, I don't see his skin, I don't see his skin. It is his martial arts realm! You are the realm of the minor. Qingchuan arranges you the opponent of the Dacheng realm, and the girl in his hand is the realm of Xiaocheng. Isn't it a waste of combat power into Xiaocheng? "

When the member heard the words outside, he glanced again. The beggar's handle was in the information below the information below the slim girl's portrait: Xia Shuangshuang, the internal interest of the Xiaocheng realm, the Bird Birds of the Birds towards the phoenix gun Essence

The director of the director immediately relieved, and his eyes glanced at the beggar contempt. Ge Qingchuan only arranged for him to deal with a small realm. It can be seen that this person's realm is not high!

When Ge Qingchuan was as usual when he saw the member, he continued: "You don't have to worry about the flies in front of you. As long as this operation can be completed successfully. Gong!

As soon as Ge Qingchuan's remarks came out, the court suddenly shook. "The next layer of exercises?"

How miraculous is the Divine Art of Blood? Most of the people present joined the Divine Art of Blood because they were bewitched by it!

Teaching the next level of Divine Art of Blood is almost the highest level of reward in the Divine Art of Blood!

Many people in the field could not hide their greedy eyes...

Ge Qingchuan looked at those bewitched greedy eyes, and a strange sense of satisfaction rose in his breath. "Everyone, do you have any questions?"

Ge Qingchuan's eyes swept across the crowd and paused for a while on Fan Hanzhou and Blood Monk Wuxiang.

Because these two people are undoubtedly the most important in this operation.

Fan Hanzhou's horizontal practice of the Dragon-Sleeping Art is needless to say.

Among the sect's envoys this time, two are at the second level of the True Qi Realm. Blood Monk Wuxiang will deal with one of them, and the other one will be dealt with by her personally.

Blood Monk Wuxiang looked ordinary, wearing only a dusty dark red monk's robe, sitting cross-legged, not saying a word. He was pale, thin, and his lips were cracked and peeling, as if he had not drunk water for a long time.

But Ge Qingchuan knew Blood Monk Wuxiang very well. His dark red old monk's robe was stained with human blood.

That night a few years ago, when he had just joined the Filthy Blood Sect for half a month, he bloodily massacred an entire manor and raped more than a dozen girls...

Overnight, the monk's robe was stained with blood, and there were dried corpses everywhere...

In the early morning, he achieved the first level of the Filthy Blood Divine Art.

Ge Qingchuan's eyes just swept over the blood monk Wuxiang, but Fan Hanzhou suddenly said in a hoarse voice: "Miss Qingchuan, I have a question, and it's really uncomfortable to keep it in my heart."

Ge Qingchuan smiled and said: "Mr. Hanzhou, please speak."

Fan Hanzhou fixed his eyes on Ge Qingchuan and asked almost word by word: "Miss Qingchuan, are you a virgin?"

When Fan Hanzhou said this, there was a dead silence on the scene, and then a faint low laugh was heard.

Ge Qingchuan's smile froze on her face, and her cheeks unconsciously flew peach blossoms, and she was shy.

The blood monk Wuxiang, who had been sitting there, also looked at Ge Qingchuan with interest at this time. He was obviously very interested in this question.

Fan Hanzhou's words were not just an ordinary offense.

And in the dirty blood sect, asking someone if they are a virgin has another layer of taboo meaning.

The method of practicing the Dirty Blood Divine Art is to use a virgin as a furnace, absorb the virgin's blood, practice blood, and improve the power.

When Fan Hanzhou asked Ge Qingchuan if she was a virgin, he wanted to use her as a furnace. If both parties are willing, there is no need to kill people when practicing with the virgin's blood.

This is almost the fate of the women in the Dirty Blood Sect. Committing to a man is their way of survival.

"What did you say?!" The dwarf next to Ge Qingchuan was furious and was about to take action.

"Xiao Tang!" Ge Qingchuan scolded loudly. The blush on her face had faded. She smiled at everyone as usual and said, "Mr. Hanzhou, are you kidding me? Don't be so startled. It's like we, the Ge family, can't even take a joke."

The dwarf glared at Fan Hanzhou and retreated to Ge Qingchuan's side.

Everyone present could see the change in Ge Qingchuan's expression.

In just a moment, not even a breath, she had returned to her normal state, smiling.

She was the only daughter of Ge Qinglei, the head of the Yuanyang Hall of the Filthy Blood Cult. With such an identity, she could endure such a great humiliation without being moved. Everyone present was a little impressed, even Fan Hanzhou looked a little embarrassed at this time.

"Since everyone has no doubts, you can hide and wait! This battle still depends on your contributions!" Ge Qingchuan clasped his fists and said with a stern look.

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"I just said something rude and offensive. Miss Qingchuan, you can rest assured that I will kill the people who come in this battle!"

After Fan Hanzhou finished speaking, a cloud of sand and dust suddenly rose up on the spot, and he drilled into the ground again and disappeared.

The rest of the people also clasped their fists and dispersed, their figures flashed, and after a few breaths, this piece of open space was empty.

Ge Qingchuan looked at the dwarf beside him and asked, "Xiao Tang, have the black gunpowder and poison powder been buried?"

The dwarf said, "They have been buried. Ah Guo is watching!"

Ge Qingchuan nodded and said, "Then you should also go and hide and prepare for battle."

"Yes." The dwarf flashed and left the dense forest.

When Ge Qingchuan saw that there was no one around, she finally let out a sigh of relief. This operation was of great importance, and the pressure in her heart could be imagined.

Ge Qingchuan pursed her lips and looked at the cow paper in her hand. It was written on it: Fan Yuanhai, the sect's envoy, the second level of the true qi realm, weapon: fine steel fan.

This was the opponent she chose for herself. Among the two envoys of the sect who were in the second level of the true qi realm, she sent one to the blood monk Wuxiang and kept the other for herself.

She was also at the second level of the True Qi Realm. Although they were fighting at the same level, Ge Qingchuan had no intention of doing so. She was not only very confident in her own fighting ability, but also in her deployment of troops for this battle.

Ge Qingchuan's figure flashed, and she turned into a residual shadow and disappeared from the edge of the dense forest.

In the bright spring wilderness, four magnificent carriages were moving slowly on the undulating official road.

Duan Rong and the other seven newly promoted registered disciples were sitting in the second carriage.

When they just left the city, Xia Shuangshuang was still full of worry and anger, staring at Ximen Kankan, wishing she could draw her gun and pick him off the car, but now several hours have passed, Xia Shuangshuang has already ignored Ximen Kankan, and started to chat with Shen Mizhi beside her. The two of them have been playmates for many years, and there are endless topics to talk about when they get together, not to mention that the journey is boring.

Ximen Kankan was affected by the farce before leaving, and was a little restrained at first, but later he saw that Xia Shuangshuang no longer glared at him from time to time, and slowly recovered his composure.

He talked to Duan Rong first, and Duan Rong didn't pay much attention to him, so he chatted with Jiang Qingyu.

Duan Rong sat by the car door, and from time to time he lifted the curtain and looked out.

Xiao Yu's eyes swept over Duan Rong's frowning brows. She had already discovered that Duan Rong had a worried look on his face since he got on the car.

Duan Rong's mind was churning all the way. When he got on the car, he saw Fan Yuanhai leave the city gate and go upstream.

As he sat in the car, he remembered that Fan Yuanhai seemed to have talked to Qin Shuban before he left. What did they talk about? Why did Fan Yuanhai turn back? And why hasn't he come back yet?

These questions lingered in Duan Rong's mind. He was worried that Fan Yuanhai's departure was related to Xie Daohan's death. Duan Rong knew that the two had some friendship because they jointly investigated the cases of Xie Lei and Xu Ruhu.

In the first of the four carriages, there sat the imperial envoy of the sect.

Fan Yuanhai was not there.

Lu Qingzhu and A Mo sat in the corner without saying a word.

Zhu Qunxiang, Lu Qingfeng, and Wang Shanshan were talking to each other all the way.

Zhu Qunxiang suddenly opened the curtains of the car and looked out to see the sun outside. He estimated that it was already afternoon.

Zhu Qunxiang retracted her head and complained: "What's wrong with Fan Yuanhai? Why hasn't he caught up yet?"

Lu Qingfeng laughed and said: "I'm afraid he's at Lianying's place and can't bear to leave! Lianying's waist is so charming when she twists it!"

As Lu Qingfeng said this, he twisted his waist in the car. Zhu Qunxiang and Wang Shanshan laughed.

Amo saw them talking about this topic in front of Lu Qingzhu, and immediately clenched his big hand and looked at Lu Qingfeng with a bad look.

Lu Qingfeng noticed Ah Mo's eyes, his face changed slightly, and he stopped moving...

At this moment, thunder suddenly sounded in front and behind the carriage, and the whole carriage suddenly tilted. The next moment, the bottom of the carriage exploded, and black smoke and poisonous powder poured in...

Ah Mo's sense of smell was extraordinary, and she instantly shouted: "Miss, it's poisonous!"

At the same time as Ah Mo's voice sounded, another explosion sounded, and the whole carriage was instantly blown to pieces. Several figures flashed out from the thick smoke and poisonous fog, and flew towards the fields on both sides of the official road...