Chapter 625 Fang Canran's Achilles' Heel

He Lingchuan said slowly, "At that time, this seal ring was worn on a man's hand."

He spoke slowly, but his steps did not stop.

This is the ninth time.

This time, it was Fang Canran's turn to be attracted by him: "Who?"

"This person's surname is Shao." He Lingchuan smiled, "Have you ever heard of the name 'Shao Jian', Mr. Fang?"

Fang Canran was speechless.

He Lingchuan happened to walk by the mirror, and took advantage of his distraction to hit the mirror with an elbow.

With a few bangs, the transparent mirror broke into seven or eight pieces.

The center of the formation has been broken!

He Lingchuan immediately saw Fang Canran standing in the back hall, and threw the Fusheng knife casually.

No, it can't be, the Piercing Mirror was actually broken?

How did it break? The man looked at him as if he had seen a ghost, and was stunned for a moment before turning around and running away.

The Fusheng knife arrived, but was bounced back by the "Lai Qu Jia".

He Lingchuan also rushed over, grabbed Fusheng, and chopped at Fang Canran.

The golden shield in front of him was hit countless times before it finally broke.

Fang Canran had just fled to the back garden at this time, and the sword lights in the sky gathered into a beam and were placed on his neck.

"If you want to die, just move." The light in He Lingchuan's eyes was brighter than the blade.

In just two moments, the strong and weak forces exchanged.

The sword's energy was surging, leaving a little blood mark on Fang Canran's neck. He didn't dare to move, and at the same time he was puzzled: "How did you untie the earth immortal rope and find the center of the formation?"

Why didn't the soul-shaking thunder work on He Lingchuan?

He really couldn't understand the young man in front of him. Why did all the means he carefully arranged fail?

"Why don't you use anything else to set up the formation, but use a mirror?" He Lingchuan was too lazy to explain. Doesn't he look like a teacher who loves to teach people?

"Mehahaha, he's not afraid of being laughed at. I'm the ancestor of the mirror!" The soul-catching mirror laughed wildly in his arms, but unfortunately only the owner could hear it.

"Put your hands behind your back." He Lingchuan had already put away the earth immortal rope, and replaced it with a set of spider silk ropes to put around Fang Canran's neck, and then tied up his hands, with extremely skilled movements.

A popular binding session.

"You have to tie people up like this to be secure, do you understand?" How many captives and monsters has He Lingchuan captured in the Panlong Wasteland? Apart from other things, he has learned at least fifteen ways to tie ropes.

As for the soul-shaking thunder, hehe, its power was blocked by the soul-capturing mirror. In terms of soul-capturing and soul-shaking abilities, it is just a younger brother in front of the mirror.

"You have to accurately break the piercing mirror for the ninth time to be useful. If you make a mistake, this cycle will be disrupted and restarted. I don't know how many times the eye of the formation will be broken!" The mirror was complacent, "This kind of trick is too naive, too naive, how can it be hidden from Grandpa Mirror's eyes!"

Fang Canran was tied up like this by He Lingchuan, and his eyes rolled again.

He also has a magical power, called the Golden Cicada Escape, which can leave all the restraints on the outer clothes and slip away by himself.

However, before he could find the right time, he felt a pain in the back of his neck. He Lingchuan actually used silver needles to pierce two major acupuncture points on his back, and immediately stopped the flow of his true energy.

It’s not that He Lingchuan knew in advance and found that he could still use this magical power, but he was annoyed by his left and right, so he simply stopped his true energy to prevent him from doing anything else.

"You!" Fang Canran's eyes went dark and he finally despaired.

Why is he controlled by others every step of the way, every step!

Obviously, this kid looks like a careless person who can only adapt to circumstances!

"Let me go, I can give you whatever you want!" At this point, Fang Canran tried to impress the enemy quickly, "I can give you money that you can't spend in several lifetimes, and I can also find you a worry-free official position! If you harm me, it will not benefit you at all!"

"But it's a relief. Isn't it enough to relieve your anger?" He Lingchuan smiled, "It's the best to give him a taste of his own medicine. Now it's my turn to ask you, where did you get this spiral ring on your hand? What is your relationship with Shao Jian?"

He deliberately threw out this name when the other party was worried, and then paid attention to Fang Canran's expression. Sure enough, when this person heard the word "Shao Jian", his pupils shrank slightly again.

Although it was only a short moment, Fang Canran returned to normal, but this subconscious reaction could not deceive people. He Lingchuan should have hit the deepest secret in his heart.

This was the second time he heard Shao Jian's name from He Lingchuan, and he still reacted strongly.

"What?" Fang Canran hissed, "I don't recognize him!"

"Manager Fang, you're being boring. As a human being, you should be reasonable." He Lingchuan patted him on the back and pointed at the torture instruments on the table, "You and I have no grudges. You were the first to attack me, digging out my eyes and pulling out my tongue. If I use these tricks on you, it's fair, right?"

Fang Canran swallowed his saliva: "I'm sorry, but my ancestors had some enemies in the past. You kept staring at my ring, and I thought the enemies came to my door."

A good man never suffers a loss in front of him, and his attitude immediately softened.

"What did your ancestors do?" The man surnamed Fang began to defend himself?

"It's also a business, a small business." Fang Canran whispered, "Businessmen can do good and make enemies."

He Lingchuan poured himself a cup of tea, raised it to his mouth, thought about the conspiracy just now, and poured it out again. This guy is just like him, talking nonsense, lying with a sincere face, and his words can't be verified at all.

Fang Canran watched his movements, unable to resist the curiosity in his heart, and asked again: "Why didn't the Earth Immortal Rope work on you?"

"It worked." He Lingchuan took the bundle of ropes from his arms and looked at it carefully, "What a treasure."

This rope is very similar to the net used by Master Sun Fuping and Sun Guoshi. It will not let go once it catches someone. It fell into the hands of He Chunhua after Sun Fuping's death.

"It's just that I was assassinated by the gods not long ago and almost lost my life." He said slowly, "Since then, I have been much more cautious in my actions."

He had had enough of being helpless in the face of the gods. Can he, He Lingchuan, plot against anyone?

Of course he would not tell Fang Canran that he had released his clone when he went to the secret room under the pretext of going to the secret room.

So the one who fell to the ground was the clone, and the one who was tied up by Fang Canran with the Immortal Binding Rope was also just the clone.

No matter how securely the Immortal Binding Rope is, what use will it be once He Lingchuan's clone disappears?

A strong wind blew behind him, and Fang Canran went to close the window. He Lingchuan took the opportunity to lie back on the ground and put a rope on his hand.

He had previously observed clearly that the rope would not be effective without chanting the curse, but for safety reasons, he cut half of it with a Fusheng knife and held the broken rope end in his palm.

In his opinion, Fang Canran's method of tying the rope was like that of a layman, with no rules or sense of beauty. He only used the power of the Earthly Immortal Rope to restrain the enemy.

He tied it up so easily that when he looked back he couldn't remember how to tie it, so how could he find that something was wrong with the rope? If he was as good at tying knots as wicker, He Lingchuan would never be able to untie the knot and tie it to his hand in just a few breaths.

From this alone, He Lingchuan could tell that Fang Canran rarely personally plotted against people.

And details determine success or failure.

All in all, Fang Canran wanted to deceive him, and he also wanted to defraud Fang Canran.

As of now, it can only be said that neither of them succeeded.

Hearing the word "God", Fang Canran frowned slightly: "What do you want? I am the manager of the Golden Horn Family and the owner of Yuexiang Villa. As you said before, you can't escape even if you kill me. Get rid of the relationship!”

The two of them are in a situation where neither of them can physically eliminate the other.

He Lingchuan took off the signet ring from his hand, looked at the light, and said matter-of-factly: "What does it matter? I will just report you to the gods. I don't need to worry about the rest."

Fang Canran's expression remained unchanged, but the veins on his forehead jumped.

He Lingchuan's words hit his Achilles heel.

"But I really don't know how to answer you." He sighed, "How about you ask another question?"

This guy is really tight-lipped. He Lingchuan didn't want to really torture him. After all, this person was still useful, so he thought about it and said, "Okay, let's talk about it. You drugged and tied up the Chiyan envoy for no reason, and tried to lynch him. This is It’s a serious crime, has Mr. Fang thought about the price?”

"You have no evidence and no witnesses." Fang Canran looked at the five-flowered bundle on his body, "I am the one who is bound now."

"But if Mr. He is willing to reconcile, Mr. Fang will definitely give you a generous gift to calm your shock." After all, Fang Canran is now at a disadvantage in the game and it is not easy to anger others, so he immediately calmed down the atmosphere, "How about fifty thousand taels of silver? "

He Lingchuan knew that if he bargained with him, the topic would be changed and the storm would be over.

"I don't think this is appropriate." He shook the signet ring. "When I mentioned Shao Jian just now, your mood fluctuated greatly. And you have this signet ring in your hand. Well, there are five whorls on this ring. It is the certificate of the founder of Hongluo Chamber of Commerce.”

"The founder of the Hongluo Chamber of Commerce is Shao Jian. He has been fighting against the gods all his life." He Lingchuan was so busy that he asked, "How dare you wear this signet ring on your hand and think no one will recognize it?"

If this guy refuses to let go, he has to find a breakthrough.

As expected, Fang Canran insisted: "I don't know this person, nor do I know the reasons for the ancestral ring!"

He sighed: "If I knew, would I still wear it on my hand?"

Normal people would not wear things on their hands that would offend the gods.

He Lingchuan smiled, was Fang Canran normal?

"Then you don't want to know why I recognize this ring?"

"If Mr. He is willing to clear up the confusion, of course Fang would like to hear it." If Fang Canran doesn't want to know, why are you planning all this tonight?

"I have indeed met Shao Jian." He Lingchuan spoke again, repeating his previous words, "In an ancient city in the west."

Fang Canran's eyes narrowed slightly: "Have you really seen it? How old are you?"

Shao Jian passed away more than 150 years ago, but this young man said he had seen him?

Is it possible that He Xiao, like the two national masters, is an ageless monster?

"Seventeen." He Lingchuan said lazily, "I never said that I would see Shao Jian alive."

Fang Canran frowned: "Sorry, I didn't understand."