I just want to touch, what bad thoughts can I have?

Chapter 315 Husband is currently guilty (4000 words)
Peng Mao's night attack was just the beginning.

A whole night passed, and Fang Qingran was attacked by several waves, ranging from one person to as many as three or four.

It's a pity that no matter how strong the sneak attack skills of these people are, and no matter how tacitly they cooperate, it is difficult for them to pose even the slightest threat to the current Fang Qingran.

A group of people who had passed out were tied up around the tree, the sky was bright, and the bracelet just sounded a new round of number plate prompts, and he set off on a new journey leisurely.

Through the screen, I looked at the young man in a white as snow, spotless bathrobe, and the staff behind the scenes looked at me and I looked at you.

"There is no doubt that the strength of this first-year student named Fang Qingran is probably only inferior to those six in the Unextinguishable Realm."

One of them was the first to break the silence.

"Could it be another Mo You?"

Another person watched with great interest:

"Tsk, to be precise, he is more vigorous than that girl Mo You. No matter what Mo You said, she only became one of the top ten heroes in her sophomore year."

"We haven't passed the first stage yet. Whether this child can become a master of heaven or not is uncertain!"

Another staff member interjected:

"This round of the Ten Heroes Championship is much more difficult than last year. There are six people who have never been extinguished, and many of them have mastered the flame limit of the complete burning state. Just making wedding dresses for those immortal statues."

"It's true, this round of the ten-hero battle is completely the stage of the six students who have reached the Immortal Realm."

The staff member who spoke first shook his head and sighed:

"Many torch-level transcendents are just green leaves that set off the red flowers."

"Speaking of the six students from the Immortal Realm..." One of them raised his eyebrows, "Looks like a mechanical bird caught the one from the Tianxing Club and the other two from the Unextinguishable Realm excluding the Yingjie Club last night. ah!"

"The end of not joining forces is to defeat the three immortal realms of the Yingjie Society one by one?"

Another staff member took over the conversation, and waved his hand with a strange expression on your face.

"Has the situation turned into a bilateral confrontation, and I don't know which side will win in the end."

A staff member who only listened to his colleagues chatting but didn't speak a word suddenly got involved in the topic. With a slightly regretful look, he glanced at the boy in a bathrobe on a certain screen.

If this child could enter the school earlier and participate in the previous ten-hero competitions, he might really have a chance to become one of the ten heroes of Tianshu.

It's a pity that he participated in this year's issue.

This year's ten-hero battle is really a bit too much!
When the figure of the boy in the bathrobe no longer appeared in the mechanical bird, he, like other colleagues, shifted his attention accordingly.

On the ground, a pair of lifeless eyes stared blankly at the mechanical bird flying away in mid-air.

Suddenly, the owner of these eyes seemed to have noticed something, and turned around.

I saw a young man in a bathrobe coming out of the woods.

Fang Qingran glanced at the young man in front of him, and didn't want to waste time with him, so he walked to the other side.

Although there is no indication on the wristband now, based on his memory, he can be sure that there is absolutely no number plate on the young man in front of him in this area.

The next second, he stopped abruptly and looked sideways.

The young man, who was still more than ten steps away, quietly came behind him obliquely as if teleporting, and stared at him unblinkingly with his dark and lifeless eyes.

"Is something wrong?"

Fang Qingran frowned slightly.

"Hey, have you seen my son?"

The young man's voice was a little hoarse.

After pondering for a while, Fang Qingran replied:
"Do you have a photo?"

The young man was taken aback by the question.

He became very quiet, as if he was using his weak brain to carefully consider how to reply.

Fang Qingran stood there and waited for two to three minutes.

Seeing that he couldn't wait for the photo, he simply reported the contact number of the Ministry of Public Security and told the other party that he could go there for help.

Then, he lifted his foot and was about to leave.

The ten-hero battle is underway, and he can't just sit here all the time.

After not taking two steps, the young man suddenly raised his head, teleported again, and stopped in front of him:

"Have you seen my son?"

He repeated the question just now.

Looking at the other party's bloodshot eyes, Fang Qingran thought, he doesn't even know what his son looks like, even if he has seen him, there is nothing he can do!

Just as he was about to clarify this important issue he had overlooked with the other party, the young man said indifferently:
"Since you haven't seen it, come and look for it together."

As soon as the words fell, a strange color appeared in his eyes.

Fang Qingran's eyes, which were looking at him, were unconsciously attracted by it, and he only felt that his consciousness was about to sink into the boundless darkness under the pull of an invisible force.

The next moment.

Wearing a scarlet county magistrate's robe, Martial Arts Will broke out of his body, and slammed his fist heavily at the young man's face, making the opponent's facial features concave, like kneading a piece of dough.

Bang!
The young man flew backwards without any room for resistance, Fang Qingran strode away without looking back.

It turned out that he was the one who wanted to get punched. Wouldn't it be better to say it earlier, why bother to waste his time!
The young man who flew upside down lay on the ground for a long time.

When he got up again, he touched the blood overflowing from his nose and mouth, his face was full of bewilderment.

who am I?
where am I?
where is this place?
He patted his drowsy head and recalled it carefully for a long time before he remembered that his name seemed to be Ruan Heng?

In my impression, wasn't he just threatening an innocent girl to hand over her bracelet?
……

And from dawn to dusk.

On the branch of the moon, Yuan Minglou sat on a big bluestone, closed his eyes and adjusted his breath.

Beside the boulder, leaning against a spear wrapped in coarse cloth, a dozen or so people resting around cast awe-inspiring gazes from time to time.

Yuan Minglou has long been accustomed to this.

As an immortal, no matter where he goes, he is the focus of everyone's attention.

After a while, he suddenly opened his eyes.

Tee, Tee, Tee.

There was a crisp knocking sound of the cane touching the ground head-on.

"You came a little late, Pei Ziye."

He nodded lightly.

"A little delay on the way."

The young man in tuxedo, holding a red hand stick, smiled peacefully, showing no sign of anger.

Looking around, Pei Ziye's face moved slightly:
"Where's Tong Jian, he hasn't come yet?"

Before the words fell, the fallen leaves among the branches rustled, and as the flying leaves flowed, a slender young man with the lower half of his face hidden in a black scarf quietly appeared on the top of the tree.

"I am always here."

The young man in the black scarf made a faint sound.

"Very well, both of you are here, which means that you agree with my plan?"

"Not only me and Tong Jian, but also them present."

Yuan Minglou gestured to the nearly thirty Torch Realm students gathered around him.

"The Yingjie society is powerful, we must unite and fight against it!"

A student in the crowd raises his arms and shouts.

His words were quickly greeted with echoes.

Seeing this scene, Pei Ziye smiled and closed his eyes.

"It's not too late, let's go."

His ruby ​​cane tapped the ground lightly:

"In the name of joining forces, I gained the trust of the Yingjie Society, and through inquiries, I learned a lot of valuable information.

Some of them are collecting number plates outside. At this moment, the defense in the base camp is relatively empty. We can just take this opportunity to launch a surprise attack and wipe out some of their active forces. "

Yuan Minglou and Tong Jian looked at each other and nodded after hearing the words.

A group of dozens of people set off in the dark, and the moment they arrived at the cave, Yuan Minglou leaped into the air, and the cloth wrapping the spear burst instantly, and the broken pieces of cloth danced in the air like butterflies.

He grabbed the barrel of the gun and slammed it violently towards the top of the mountain.

Boom!

The tall and straight mountain collapsed suddenly, and just as he was about to stab with a gun, he looked at the 12 people who were unscathed under the khaki light, and his complexion changed suddenly:

"Pei Ziye, you bastard lied to us, all twelve heroes are here!"

Hearing this, Tong Jian, who hadn't made a move yet, turned around and wanted to run away. On his way, a girl in ancient costume suddenly appeared in a smoke-green palace dress and held an oil-paper umbrella:
"Brother Tong, where are you going?"

She asked with a smile.

……

"Hey, what's going on here, why are there several number plates gathered together?"

Early the next morning, Fang Qingran looked at the map displayed on the bracelet and rubbed his eyes.

Moreover, these number plates are all in a moving state, flashing on the map.

After carefully distinguishing, he roughly recognized that they seemed to be gathered together, but in fact, three of them were in one place and the other was in another place.

It's just that the distance between them is very close, so close that the overlapping number plates have me in you, and you in me.

"Why does the movement of these two sets of number plates give me the feeling that one is chasing the other?"

Fang Qingran stroked her chin to analyze.

One number plate is running ahead, and three number plates are chasing after.

"Forget it, don't think about it so much!"

He waved his hand and looked at another part of the map.

There, there is a stationary number plate.

This is his goal, and now the distance is very close.

It is estimated that it will take a few 10 minutes and an hour to arrive at the ground.

He secretly wrote down the location shown on the map of this number plate, and without wasting any time, he disappeared in place in a flash.

After a while.

He stood in front of a small pile of sand, observing the number plate inserted diagonally.

The number plate is made of special materials, so it is not afraid of wind and rain, but the surface is a little dirty.

He lowered his head and scanned the circle of footprints around the sand pile, he was secretly vigilant.

There are footprints, indicating that many people have been here, but the number plate is still there, and no one has taken it away.

Could it be that……

He was extremely vigilant, his senses were fully activated, the glazed flames surged, and he was ready to strike at any time.

Snapped!
It was too late to say it, but then it was too fast, he suddenly stretched out his hand, and his movement was as fast as a thunderbolt.

The number plate is in hand.

The whole process was much easier than he imagined, without any difficulty.

With the corners of his lips raised, he gracefully turned over the card.

A few seconds later, with a straight face, he threw the number plate back into the sand and inserted it.

No wonder so many people passed by, none of them picked it up and took it away. There is no trap or some powerful ghost lurking here. The specific reason is very simple. The number on this number plate is "1".

The challenge qualification of the chief of Tianshu Shiying is very high and powerful, but I'm sorry, he doesn't want it either.

If he has a nine-fold and ten-fold extremely burning, he might be willing to play with it.

But now that he is triple extremely burning, he took this number plate, which has no meaning other than having two cards to attract more people.

The strength is in the Trial Pavilion, and the second Xiyang Zhenwu senior of the Shiying, who was suppressed to the limit of the flame torch, is still not sure of defeating him. Holding the number plate "1", he challenges Tian The chief of Shu Shiying, somewhat stubborn.

"Thinking about it this way, the rest of the number plates on the map that are still still may be the same. The numbers are all the first few numbers..."

Fang Qingran pondered for a while, and made a decision in his heart.

He also wants to participate in that chase battle!
Compared with the stationary number plates, he felt that Wei Zhian, the number plate number 8 in the eighth seat at the bottom, was more likely to be in a moving state.

Don't call him for a party, wait, he'll be there soon!

After waiting on the spot for a while, when the number plate prompt appeared again, he locked the tracking direction and set off without hesitation.

……

The setting sun clings to the shadows of the mountains at the end of the five islands in the center of the lake, gradually approaching the horizon of Jinghu Lake. In the dense forest, a wounded figure jumps at high speed among the branches.

Yuan Minglou clutched his heart and glanced back from time to time.

In the depths of the dense forest, there are more than a dozen figures chasing after him, rising and falling in the forest.

"Pei Ziye, the dog day!"

He couldn't help cursing again in a low voice.

If it weren't for this guy, he wouldn't have fallen to where he is now.

He also didn't expect that this guy's real partner was the Yingjie Society, and joining forces with them was just playing tricks to invite you into the urn.

Last night, they were foolishly fooled, and almost the entire army was wiped out. He was the only one who barely managed to escape.

He really couldn't understand what was going on in Pei Ziye's mind. Could it be that this guy didn't know that once they were wiped out and lost their combat power, the next target of the Yingjie Society would be the other party?

Do you really think Yingjie Society will not cross the river and demolish bridges?

As his thoughts turned, his heart suddenly ached. He realized that due to the long-term overload of his body, his wound had a tendency to spread again.

He staggered under the affected foot, and his speed suddenly dropped a lot.

At this moment, he vaguely heard the sound of breaking through the air from behind.

Yuan Minglou gritted his teeth and turned around to block, but the attack was stronger than he imagined.

clang! !

When the guns hit each other, his arms trembled, and he choked out a big mouthful of blood.

His figure flew out under the impact, breaking the trunks thick as buckets along the way. He landed on his back, rolled again, fell and climbed tens of meters away.

While dizzy, a mouthful of blood came up, and his eyes turned black for a moment.

A number plate was thrown out from the seam in his arms, but at this moment, he was in no mood to care about these side details.

"Yuan Xuedi, your strength is really good. You were seriously injured, but you still managed to escape for nearly a day and a night."

With one hand behind his back, Rong Shiyan walked slowly towards Yuan Minglou, who was at the end of his life, his eyes seemed to be half-open, and his face was full of calm:
"But that's about it."

Yuan Minglou spat out a mouthful of blood with a face full of unwillingness, and he tried to get up from the ground.

It's a pity that the serious injury made him unable to do such a simple action in the past.

After failing with all his efforts time and time again, he seemed to see a pair of bear slippers walking into his field of vision in a trance.

Then, a white and tender hand like a woman's came into view, and the owner of the little bear's slippers bent down, in front of him, and picked up the number plate that was the owner and dropped in front of him.

(End of this chapter)