Chapter 409: No Fight, No Acquaintance

Two short arrows shot out from the cabinet and pierced his back with two swishing sounds. After the trap was activated, the short crossbow mechanism would also work, and the hidden arrows would hurt people.

He Lingchuan had already mastered this whole set of traps when he was on a mission to catch monsters on the Chiba Plateau, and he could make them according to local conditions.

Another black shadow came in from the window, it was Fu Shanyue.

He glanced around and stepped forward to set up his companion.

Just as he was about to jump out of the window, he suddenly felt a warning in his heart, and the action of jumping out suddenly paused.

Then, an inconspicuous knife light brushed past the window silently, making his scalp numb.

If he didn't stop, he would be chopped by this knife.

The third person jumped in from the window, as smooth as a leaf blown by the wind, and even paused slightly in mid-air.

Fu Shanyue was as if he was facing a great enemy. As soon as he pushed his companion away, he saw the bright knife light coming suddenly, like the Milky Way hanging down.

The true face of the Fu Sheng Knife was finally revealed.

This knife was fierce and powerful, and the undercurrent was long. Fu Shanyue did not dare to take it head-on. He moved several times in the dark room to avoid its edge.

A flash of swords and swords was set off in the dark room.

Both sides moved so fast that Fu Shanyue's men could hardly see clearly.

The two finally fought.

"Since you are here, why don't you sit for a while?" He Lingchuan said while fighting, "It seems that I am not treating you well."

If Fu Shanyue counterattacked, he would be sure to hit the snake with the stick, and the "Wave Slash" would have a strong stamina after it was formed. But this guy seemed to know how powerful it was, and he only retreated and did not advance.

When He Lingchuan was enlightened by the knife in the front camp of Xiabei, he could already cut seven raindrops with one knife. After the Emperor Liujiang helped to open up the second dantian, his speed and strength were not comparable to before.

But Fu Shanyue was like a loach, always dodging at the last moment.

Such a flexible opponent can only be compared with those specific Jindu ghost cubs in the Panlong dream.

But the room is so small, and if you give in blindly, you will definitely lose.

Fu Shanyue chuckled: "Okay, the guest follows the host's will." He raised his hand and fired two sleeve arrows.

You don't need to lift your elbows for this thing, just turn your wrist, and the sleeve arrow will go straight to He Lingchuan's eyes. The arrowhead is still a little blue, obviously the stuff quenched on it is not good stuff.

The distance between the two sides is less than three feet. His sleeve arrow is also skillfully made, with a strong mechanism and a short and narrow arrow body, which is just suitable for short-range sneak attacks and wounding.

He Lingchuan didn't have time to swing his knife to block it, so he had to turn his head to avoid it.

When he was fighting Jindu Yaogui in the Flesh and Blood Fortress, he was sprayed with poisonous saliva at close range, and one of his eyes was directly splashed.

Since then, he has been secretly wary of close combat.

After all, it's okay to wake up after a failure in a dream, but if you are blinded and pierced in the skull in reality, there is no chance to start over.

He paused his attack, and Fu Shanyue had an opportunity to take advantage of it, and snapped his fingers quickly.

With a snap, the oil lamp on the cabinet behind him lit up.

The oil lamp was originally placed on the table. When He Lingchuan set up the trap, he moved it to the chest of drawers, just at the level of his eyes.

The light of the oil lamp was not too dazzling, and it would not attract the attention of the police on the street.

However, light and shadow go hand in hand, and where there is light there is a shadow.

He Lingchuan was facing the oil lamp, and his shadow naturally fell on the wall behind him.

After avoiding the hidden arrow, he drew his knife again, but when his upper arm was halfway raised, it suddenly got stuck.

It was as if someone was holding his arm and pulling it back desperately.

At the back of the house, Fu Shanyue's injured companion shouted anxiously: "Hurry up!"

He had moved to the wall, holding He Lingchuan's shadow tightly with both hands, and pulling it back.

If you look closely, you will find that his two forearms are like thin vines wrapped around them, and each vine emits a faint black light, piercing into He Lingchuan's shadow.

This unconventional magical power is called the Shadow Binding Technique, which controls the shadow of a person and restricts the actions of the original body.

Fu Shanyue was not polite. He raised his water-dividing thorn and poked He Lingchuan's eyes, intending to attack him from behind.

The thorn tip hit the cornea in the blink of an eye, and even He Lingchuan felt a sharp pain on the back of his head.

That was his spiritual sense warning him frantically.

Fu Shanyue also pushed his speed to the limit. The night was long and dreams were many, he had to win as soon as possible.

He Lingchuan did not blink.

His arms were limited in speed, but his fingertips were blocked by the shadow of his body, so he was still flexible. At this time, he raised his arms: "Show."

With a "clang", Fu Shanyue's water-dividing thorn hit the object.

A round shield appeared out of thin air.

The thorn tip was deflected, and Fu Shanyue himself groaned, obviously affected by the recoil. But the round shield was also swung away, and he still rushed towards He Lingchuan.

At this time, he simply used his old skills, suddenly opened his mouth and bit his opponent's neck, and his neat white teeth instantly turned into sharp teeth.

The python monster that was several feet long was not enough for him to absorb, so how could a mere human being fill him up?

He Lingchuan's body was restricted, but his mouth was free. He immediately raised his true power and blew a breath. With a whoosh, the air wave instantly rolled onto the chest of drawers.

The oil lamp went out.

Without light, there is no shadow.

This was not a great countermeasure, but he figured out a way to crack it in the blink of an eye. This reaction was extremely fast.

He Lingchuan's hands were free again. At this time, he had no time to turn the knife back. He directly threw a hook punch and hit Fu Shanyue's chest and abdomen.

Although it was hasty, the true power surged and the supply was not bad at all.

The black thorn ring on his finger was obtained from the rebels. It not only strengthened the owner's strength, but also applied corrosive poison to the opponent's wounds. It was a good thing for plotting against people.

With a muffled bang, Fu Shanyue broke through the wall and flew backwards.

Behind him was the courtyard of the guest room.

He Lingchuan rushed out two steps, and his neck was cold.

He reached out and touched it, and there was blood, which was dark in color.

The neck was not bitten by Fu Shanyue's fangs, but was scratched by its sharp claws, narrowly missing the carotid artery.

After all, it's a little bit worse.

There was corpse poison hidden in the tip of his claws. He Lingchuan quickly swallowed a pill and used his true strength to force out the remaining blood from the wound.

When he touched it again, the blood that flowed out turned bright red, and he felt relieved.

Fortunately it was handled promptly.

These few actions only delayed him for six or seven seconds, and he kept staring ahead.

Then, He Lingchuan walked out through the hole in the wall.

Fu Shanyue broke a small tree in the courtyard and shook his head before getting up. The brick wall of the guest room he had just broken was of good quality.

Seeing He Lingchuan coming out with a knife, Fu Shanyue waved to him repeatedly: "Stop, no more fighting!"

Seeing He Lingchuan's blade move, he quickly said: "I'm serious. I just started to test your quality, it's harmless. I don't have any killing intention, you should feel it."

The opponent had never made a move before, so he was defeated four times: once by Sanxin Lake, once in Fufeng City, and twice at Feng Mo Rock.

Fushan became angry the more he thought about it, he had to see the real deal this time, otherwise he would not be able to calm down.

He Lingchuan didn't seem surprised: "How did it go?"

He ran away mid-conversation at Feng Mo Mountain, expecting that this guy would definitely follow him.

The more Fushan is an opportunist, he will try his hand at taking a shot if there are dates or not.

As expected.

But this guy's body is really strong, and even if he punched him hard, it would be as if nothing had happened.

"You are not weak, you are qualified to take away spiritual seeds."

He Lingchuan said calmly: "What kind of spirit?"

"It's nothing. I made a mistake. I don't know what a spiritual seed is." Fushan Yue laughed, "It's hard for both of us to deal with each other, and we don't have any mortal hatred. How about making peace?"

He Lingchuan pointed back at the big hole in the wall of the guest room: "You must be sincere when making peace."

He knew very well that Fu Shanyue was also here to show off tonight, to avenge the losses he had suffered a few times before. Now I want to make peace, but I just feel that He Lingchuan's idea is really intrusive and the cost of killing him is too high.

If he thought He Lingchuan was weak and could be manipulated, he definitely wouldn't look like this.

Whether to make friends or to kill, ultimately depends on strength.

Fushan Yue waved his hand and threw over a large silver ingot: "I smashed it out, and I guarantee repairs."

Sure enough, there were footsteps outside, and soon someone knocked on the door: "Guest, what happened inside?"

In the dead of night, the wall panels were smashed through with a loud bang, and no store owner could pretend to be dead and couldn't hear it.

He Lingshan took the large silver ingot that Fu Shanyue had thrown in, randomly pinched off half of it and threw it out of the wall: "It's a small matter, I smashed a flower pot, you guys can clean it up tomorrow."

Smashing the flowerpot and smashing the wall were two different things. The shopkeeper outside the door also knew that he was cheating, but the quality of the money he threw out was real, and it was more than enough to rebuild the wall.

Whatever is left over is his reward.

So the shopkeeper said, "Then you should go to bed early" and ran away.

Not long after, the alarmed Master Shi Er also came to ask for help. If he and He Lingchuan set out from Fu State with the intention of mutual benefit, now he has regarded Mr. He as a lucky baby and never wants anything to happen to him.

He Lingchuan still dismissed him with a few words, but this time without any money.

Fu Shanyue walked through the big hole in the wall, and Shi Shiran walked into the room.

When he passed by He Lingchuan, both of them raised their strength and were on guard, but the smiles on their faces were gentler than the spring breeze.

Fu Shanyue walked to the corner of the room, helped his subordinate sit up, and said to He Lingchuan, "How did you know I would come?"

All the facilities and arrangements in the house were given to him as gifts.

He Lingchuan said calmly: "You don't know how to accept it when it's good."

These words really hit the mark of his character. Fu Shanyue choked up: "We don't know each other without fighting. Let me introduce you again. My name is Fu Shanyue, from Chiyan country."

"He Xiao, from Fu country."

Fu Shanyue was a little surprised: "There is a person like you in this small country?"

He touched his nose: "I heard that you have been walking with King Baoshu's escort team these days and getting along very well. Those idiots, haha, don't know that you helped Feng Mo escape and killed the captain. They were driven away like wild dogs and thousands of them died.”

There were only 300 people in the escort, and most of the dead that day were merchants and travelers.

If the wind demon is suppressed by the root ball, there will definitely not be corpses everywhere.

Want to blame him? He Lingchuan didn't even blink: "I don't know what you are talking about. Didn't you release the wind demon?"

Fu Shanyue shrugged. The kid in front of me is also quite ruthless and has no psychological burden.

He Lingchuan found a chair and sat down opposite him: "You guys were looking through the window late at night, so you were looking for me to talk about home affairs, right?"