Chapter 616: A Sword Snowy Night

Holding Qiu Jinse out of the villa, Shi Jian saw Qiu Jinse covered in blood and looking haggard, his eyes tightened, "Childe, Sister Jinse?"

"Kill him. Zhuo Bufan glanced indifferently at the man kneeling on the ground.

"You...... You can't kill me, my master won't let you go. The ink master had a look of horror on his face.

The sword looked at the blood marks on Qiu Jinse's body, gritted his silver teeth with hatred, and shook the purple and green sword in his hand, the tip of the sword was like a brilliant lotus, and the ink master closed his eyes, like white paper.

But at this moment, a white halo emanated from the ink master's body, blocking the sword's rays, and even shaking the sword back a few steps before stopping.

"Talisman?" Zhuo Bufan frowned slightly, and immediately grabbed the void in his palm, and an invisible paw print directly shattered the white shield and punched the ink master's chest.

Master Mo is just a magician at the same level as Master Wu, and he doesn't even have the peak of entering the Dao, so he has no strength to resist at all. was hit by a punch, and the whole person flew out upside down, all the internal organs were shattered, and a wisp of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

It's just that these are not enough, Zhuo Bufan sealed with one hand, and immediately imprisoned the soul of the ink master, "It's too easy to die happily, I want to burn your soul with golden fire, so that the ashes will be wiped out, and you will never be able to live forever." ”

The soul of the ink master was like a miniature version of the figure that was restrained in the formation in the palm of Zhuo Bufan's hand, and he trembled, "You...... If you don't let me go, my master will definitely kill you, so that you will die without a place to bury. ”

Even if the body dies, the soul can be kept on the earth for a period of time, absorbing yin qi and evil qi, so as to become a ghost cultivator, evil cultivator and other spirit existence.

Originally, Master Mo wanted to wait for Zhuo Bufan and the others to leave, and the soul would hide by relying on the magic weapon given by the master, and later turn into a ghost cultivator, but he didn't expect all this to be seen through by Zhuo Bufan.

"Noise. Zhuo Bufan snorted coldly, and a golden flame wrapped the miniature version of the ink master, burning violently, and the pain of burning the soul was ten thousand times more painful than scraping the bones and peeling the skin.

He will not be merciful to any enemy who dares to harm those close to him.

The trio left the villa.

Zhuo Bufan sent Qiu Jinse back to his villa, and injected the aura into Qiu Jinse's body one by one to help her repair the scars on her flesh and skin, although the physical damage could be repaired, she felt that the mental damage needed time to recover slowly.

"Will you accompany me?" Qiu Jinse opened his eyes, looked at Zhuo Bufan with a pair of beautiful eyes, and said weakly.

"Hmm. Zhuo Bufan nodded, leaning on the head of the bed, "I'm by your side, you can sleep in peace and have a good rest." ”

The sword stood aside and said, "Childe, I'm ......."

"The others will be handed over to you, I'll wait for you in Jinling. Zhuo Bufan said lightly.

"Well, I'll be sure I'll get back as soon as I can. Squire nodded and left the room.

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One day and one night on the train, from Xuzhou to Canglan, Shi Jian sat by the window, quietly looking at the regressing mountain scenery outside the window, she didn't choose to be a plane, just wanted to spend more time on the road, and had a good understanding of the Hua Lotus Sword Technique taught to him by Zhuo Bufan.

After all, this is the first time Childe has given her a task, and she has to complete it well.

After a day and a night, she arrived at Canglan, she and Zhuo Bufan had been here last year, and they found the door of the mountainside villa of Yang Wenshan, who carried the handle of Canglan.

"Yo, where did the little cutie come from, it's so beautiful. Several thugs who were in charge of guarding the villa saw a beautiful little girl coming to the villa, and their faces instantly showed lewdness.

"Let my brother see, he looks so beautiful. A thug said with a smile.

The sword frowned, shook the small bell on his wrist, and instantly a two-foot purple and green sword appeared in his hand, a sword flashed, and several thugs were cut out of their bodies, and they fell to the ground wailing.

"Yang Wenshan, let him come out to see me. "The sword was cold, like a Siberian wind.

Soon, a middle-aged man came out of the villa, and a man about thirty years old with a fierce expression, it was Yang Wenshan, the underground overlord of Canglan, followed by a group of thugs.

Yang Wenshan saw the sword squire standing at the door, and his expression changed slightly, "Squire girl, why are you here?"

Yang Wenshan's eyes rolled around, but he didn't find Zhuo Bufan's figure.

In the past three months, the Ruan family has attacked all the industries under Zhuo Bufan, and he has already defected to the Ruan family, but the scene when Zhuo Bufan blatantly killed Master Heimu and slashed the dragon fish in Yanxia Lake was still in his mind, and he felt awe and fear from Zhuo Bufan in his heart.

These days, he was afraid that Zhuo Bufan would come to the door.

"I'm alone. Squire said.

"Are you coming here?" Yang Wenshan frowned, secretly thinking, could it be that Zhuo Bufan was dragged by the master of the Ruan family.

There was only a little flattery on Yang Wenshan's face, and the news disappeared in an instant, and his eyes revealed a cold light, "Mr. Zhuo refuses to come to my small place to greet me, and the sword girl comes alone, I don't know why?"

"You betrayed my son-in-law, and I will behead your dog for my son-in-law today. The sword gritted his silver teeth, and his bright eyes shone with a few cold glints.

"Haha, it's up to you, if Zhuo Bufan comes in person, I, Yang Wenshan, am still afraid of him, you little girl actually wants to kill me, what kind of soft persimmon is Yang Wenshan, can anyone be bullied?" Yang Wenshan seemed to hear something funny, and laughed.

"Take her down for me, and when I've had enough, I'll give it to you, and everyone will have a share. Yang Wenshan laughed.

The subordinates behind him have long been salivating, after all, a woman as beautiful as Shi Jian and an outstanding temperament is not something that people like them can usually come into contact with.

"Look for death. ”

Seeing the people rushing up, the cold light flashed in the beautiful eyes of the sword, and the sword in his hand was dancing, the dragon danced, and the sword was extremely gorgeous, and one person fell in a breath.

Yang Wenshan's face changed slightly, revealing a solemn expression, did he know that the sword didn't know martial arts, but in just a few months, he was actually trained by Zhuo Bufan to become a swordsman master?

"Master Wang, it's up to you. Yang Wenshan said to the sturdy man beside him.

This man is also Canglan's warrior, and Yang Wenshan spent a lot of money to recruit him into his own hands, acting as a personal bodyguard and a trump card to deter other forces.

The man named Wang Shi stepped forward, his eyes bursting with ejaculation, he was a great martial artist master of the eighth layer of dark energy, and the sword was just the early stage of dark energy.

"Little girl, it's not good to play with swords. Wang Shi said, with tiger fingers in both hands, his body was like the wind, and he attacked fiercely.

Although Shi Jian has less time to practice martial arts, he takes the pills refined by Zhuo Bufan every day to absorb the aura in his body, and more importantly, what Zhuo Bufan taught her is immortal magic, and even ordinary grandmasters are not his opponents, so Zhuo Bufan let her out and exercise.

"The first style of the Hua Lotus Sword Technique - Wind and Snow Night. ”

Suddenly, Yang Wenshan, Wang Shi and the surrounding gangsters showed a look of shock, this is summer, but everyone suddenly felt a burst of cold air, and refreshing snowflakes actually fell within a radius, and a sword light came like divine light.

Before Wang Shi could react, he felt a pain in his chest, and the sword pierced his heart, and he couldn't believe that a little girl in the early stage of dark energy could kill him with a sword.

"Sword Girl Rao ......" Before Yang Wenshan's words were finished, the sword turned around and fell into the sand and fell into the goose style, a sword slashed away, and Yang Wenshan's head flew into the sky.