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Time seemed to have stopped. Seventh Uncle was stunned for a moment. The wound on my shoulder was a confession that did not care about the consequences. He seemed to have understood something as well. "Gloria, what happened to you?"

There was no time to worry about Seventh Uncle. He grabbed onto Ding Lan Xin's waist and smiled to her heart, saying, "Promise me? In this lifetime, you will be my woman! "

Ding Lan's heart was in disarray. Even her breathing was trembling. "You …" Huang Quan, what are you talking about? "

I didn't say anything, but kept looking at Ding Lan Xin. Seventh Uncle was the first to react, coughed twice, and walked in front of me, "Huang Quan, I know you aren't from the Ink World. What happened? Say it! "

I let go of Ding Lan's heart and let out a breath. I turned my back so that she could see the wound on my shoulder.

Ding Lan Xin took a step closer to me. "What are you talking about? How did you get hurt? "

I tilted my head to look at Seventh Uncle and smiled. "Seventh Uncle, you still don't know, right?" Back then when Chief Meng passed down the « Secret Spirit Art » to me, it made some people jealous. "

I jerked my head back. "Lan Xin, I know you want to kill me with your skills! I died ten times already? "

"What?" Lan Xin wants to kill you? Psychic's Concealment? What are you talking about? " Seventh Uncle was a bit flustered, and his words were a bit out of place.

I lowered my eyes. "Noon is the top expert in the Bureau. Do you still remember his disappearance? It was for the 'Secret Spirit Art', but I never would have thought that Chief Meng would hand over the country and give the book to me. "

Seventh Uncle frowned, his expression somewhat absent-minded. He turned around and glanced at Ding Lan. "I'll tell you the truth!" To be able to control the Spirit Concealment Technique, not even one out of a hundred thousand people would be able to do so. Chief Meng had to wait for so many years before he could finally find the Yellow Springs! "

I gently pushed Seventh Uncle away. "You came close to me time and time again, so how could you suddenly throw yourself at me?" Lan Xin, it's not a day or two since you want that book! "

Seventh Uncle stood at our sides, his eyes rolling back and forth. "Lan Xin, is what Huang Quan said the truth? You stole the Spirit Concealment Method for the sake of Zhong Yang? "

Ding Lan Xin's bashful and crimson face completely disappeared. With a cold expression, a trace of bitterness appeared in her eyes as she stared at me without saying a word.

Seeing that Ding Lan did not answer, Seventh Uncle cheered up and shouted at her, "Speak, is it true?"

I took a step forward and met Tsuilan's resentful gaze. "Two days ago, something was missing from my house. Lan Xin! Your objective has been achieved. The person who ambushed Iron Head and killed Duan Hong Qi was also you! "

"Huang — Quan!" Seventh Uncle, who was behind me, shouted out my name word by word.

I helplessly shook my head. "Seventh Uncle, I know that this matter is hard for you to accept. The only thing that gives me the patience to continue is that Lan Xin didn't kill me just now."

"Lan Xin, I don't care if my analysis on the Yellow Springs is correct. That < Hidden Spirit Method > is not something normal people can touch, not even noon sun. You have been in the operation team for so many years, think about it, have I lied to you?"

Ding Lan slowly closed her eyes, with a bitter smile on her lips, "Yes, it was all my fault. Ding Lan slowly closed her eyes, with a bitter smile on her mouth," Yes, it was all my fault, everything was done by me.

"Why is that?" Seventh Uncle roared, "Pa!" With an ear-splitting explosion, Ding Lan's heart staggered before falling to the ground. Five deep red finger marks appeared on her face.

Ding Lan laid weakly on the ground with her eyes still closed. "I did it, Seventh Uncle!" What do you want to do with me? "

Seventh Uncle was shocked by this scene and clenched his trembling fists. "I don't care what your goal is?" Hand over the « Secret Spirit Art ». "

Ding Lan opened her despairing eyes and stood up, "Huang Quan, when did you discover me? Just because I'm close to you? "

I shook my head. "I know that you looked down on me before, but I don't believe that my luck was that good for a little sister Lin to fall from the sky. You kept killing me because I still had value."

Ding Lan Xin approached me step by step. "So you're saying that you intentionally let me steal the 'Secret Spirit Art', but now you have no value to me anymore. Aren't you afraid that I'll kill you?" After saying that, I could clearly see a trace of tears flashing across Dinglan's eyes.

"I'm scared!" I sighed and puffed out my chest. "I'm afraid that no one will take care of you for the rest of your life."

The corners of Ding Lan's eyes gradually turned sparkling. "There's still a fool like you in this world, but I want to know, since when did you start liking me?"

I took a deep breath. "Just now, you clearly already obtained the 'Spiritual Concealment Method', yet you spared my life just now."

Ding Lan lowered her head silently. "In the end, the one with the deepest calculation is you. Huang Quan, what are you going to do?"

"Old Duan can't die in vain. You have to pay for this debt."

Ding Lan lowered her head and smiled helplessly. "Huang Quan, do you know that as long as I raise my hand, you will be finished."

"You …" Seventh Uncle moved forward, but I raised my hand to block him. I followed him and stepped back a few steps. "There must be a conclusion to this matter."

"F * ck!" With a sound, two throwing knives hit the tip of Ding Lan's fingers. I bitterly smiled and said, "Huang Quan, you're a fool. Do you really think I don't dare to kill you?" As he finished speaking, he could no longer hold back the tears in the corners of his eyes and flung the throwing knife in his hand.

When Ding Lan made her move, I suddenly took a deep breath. My entire body felt free of any distractions, and my legs were taut. I knew that Ding Lan's throwing dagger was no joke. "Three paths to confusion, the sudden rain will stop." The qi instantly rose to the top of his head.

Then you look at Ding Lan Xin's throwing knife, in the air, like a slow motion picture, slowly drilling into me, only a few centimeters away from my throat, two fingers caught it.

At this moment, even though I said a lot of confession, but at this moment, I still have another thought, but that doesn't mean that I will let go of Ding Lan Xin.

He set up the Seven Fighting Array under his feet and instantly moved in front of Ding Lan Xin. He gathered all his inner strength into his palm, hit her forehead, and pushed forward. Ding Lan Xin flew out like a kite with its string cut.

He lifted his leg again and a black shadow suddenly flashed in front of me. Along with a powerful force, it pushed me back a few meters. At this moment, Seventh Uncle and I opened our mouths wide in shock.

Noon — — a pair of cold eyes was glaring at me, "Three days of farewell, I have to treat you with respect. Huang Quan, what did you promise me back then?"

I took a step forward. "You don't have to worry about taking care of Ding Lan Xin for the rest of her life."

A blade with a body as white as moonlight slowly slashed across the waist of Guang Yang, "There's no point in saying so much, Huang Quan, Seventh Uncle! Noon is too rude today. "

Ding Lan Xin crawled up from the ground and held onto Xiang Yang's arm. "No, no! You've already obtained the « Secret Spirit Art ».

The corner of my mouth slowly revealed a smile. Noon Yang was stunned, as if he had understood something. He put down his silver blade and said, "Huang Quan, you knew that I would appear?"

"Of course!" I crossed my arms in front of my chest. "Noon, there's one thing I don't understand. The silver knife was always in the safe in the underground storage. How did you take it out?"

Noon lowered his head and looked at the silver knife. He shook it lightly and said, "The beasts in the forest are separated into two different wives. The silver knife also has two males and two females."

With that, the sun rose again, and with a calm face, he said, "Huang Quan, you know too much. Now, I regret that I didn't kill you when I returned from the Phoenix-Tail Mountain."

"If you had killed me back then, you wouldn't have had the trouble now!" I smiled and pointed to my own chest. "I was born with good luck. Moreover, my luck isn't ordinary …"

I wanted to tease him a little bit more, but Noon held his saber and leaped towards me like a bolt of lightning. He felt an external force pull me down, and Seventh Uncle rushed in front of me to meet the silver blade of Noon Yang.

According to the rate of the afternoon sun, Seventh Uncle would definitely not be able to react to this saber strike. He immediately bit the tip of his tongue and pulled it up from his Dantian in one breath.

Since the matter had been exposed, the people under the saber, Seventh Uncle and I, were no different. The silver blade was like moonlight, rushing towards Seventh Uncle's neck and slashing towards him.

In my eyes, Seventh Uncle didn't show any signs of resisting or dodging at all. After taking a deep breath, the blood in his mouth shot out like an arrow.

With a clang, the silver blade moved three inches and slid across Seventh Uncle's scalp. Along with it, a strand of his hair was cut off.