Fantasy: My Female Disciples Want to Kill Me Too Much

Chapter 206 The Man On The Scroll Eight Hundred Years Ago

Wu Wenwan’s crazy appearance made Zhang Qifan very puzzled.

I really didn’t expect that you and Zhu Yanhe would make a layout and lead me to jump out.

This mirror is not only a bit silly, but also very cowardly.

You can go now.

After Wu Wen heard this, he really began to study the scroll in a serious manner, and even wanted to use his hands to silently check whether the ink on the scroll was dry.

Hearing this sentence, Zhang Qifan just wanted to speak.

When passing by Zhang Qifan, he whispered, “Perhaps, you are really innocent.”

indeed.

Wu Wen laughed again and spread out the scroll in his hand.

Zhang Qifan let out a slight sigh.

Zhang Qifan stepped forward and carefully looked at the people on the scroll.

And Zhu Yanhe has never been out of the East China Sea.

Just by imagination?

Wu Wen’s eyes were red, and these words were completely shouted out.

What exactly?

It can be seen from this.

Wu Wen frowned slightly, then pointed at the mirror and the picture scroll and said, “I want to take these two things away.

For a time, Wu Wen also began to gradually relax his vigilance.

Zhang Qifan immediately pointed to the scroll and said, “Take a good look at yourself. Although the person above looks exactly like me, he has a completely different look and temperament.”

This kind of behavior of his immediately caused some “things” to laugh out loud.

But it was blocked by the latter’s bodyguard Sword Qi.

“Zhang Qifan, this stupid mirror said so, what explanation do you have now?

“々` Zhang Qifan, I fell into your hands today.

Why is there a portrait of him in the Soul Eater Sect of the East China Sea?

Zhang Qifan shook his head and said, “I don’t know.

At least eight hundred years.

Killing intent suddenly appeared in Zhang Qifan’s eyes, and he said coldly, “I’ve already let you go, can’t you?

Then a thought moved.

The fog of the mirror grows and shrinks with the laughter.

That would be a little too miraculous.

Wu Wen’s eyes flickered.

At that time, Zhang Qifan was not born yet.

If you die, you can rank the top three characters in the Soul Eater Sect.

Definitely a big deal for Sect.

Zhang Qifan glanced suspiciously at the extremely strange mirror.

Discovery does make a difference.

Dye the entire Tranquility Hall into blood red.

However, Wu Wen did not think so.

Zhang Qifan asked, “What are you laughing at?”

how is this possible.

Like a god who doesn’t eat the fireworks of the world, those eyes reveal the feeling of ignoring all things.

I really don’t understand why the own picture scroll appears in Soul Eater Sect.

Zhang Qifan said, “Take the mirror and leave the picture scroll for me.”

I have never even seen someone from the Soul Eater Sect.

Wu Wen’s current appearance is like a madman.

Zhang Qifan waved his hand and said, “Stop, I didn’t want your life.

Hearing this sentence, the fog above the mirror instantly transformed into nothingness.

Wu Wen slowly took out the soul-calling flag from the storage ring.

Since you are innocent, why don’t you let me take it, why?

The sound echoed in the empty quiet shop.

I have to bring these two treasures back to Sect, and no one can stop me. ”

Because he can be sure that he really doesn’t know Zhu Yanhe.

Sword intent all over his body was like a majestic mountain, dragging on Wu Wen’s body.

It made the light of the soul-calling flag in his hand dim a bit.

Could it be that this is really just a misunderstanding?

Zhu Yanhe, that silly girl, looks at the picture scroll for a few hours every day.

The person on the scroll was undoubtedly Zhang Qifan.

The mirror’s words instantly made Zhang Qifan speechless.

Wu Wendao: “Shut up, you will be smashed if you talk more!

At this time, the mirror said in a sharp voice: “My God, is the person in the picture real?

Where is Zhu Yanhe? Is it already nearby, let her come out, this is the end of the matter, I only have one death!”

Zhang Qifan on the scroll.

No, not at all.

Although they look exactly the same, the temperament of the two is very different.

“No, I’ll take this picture too.

How could Zhu Yanhe of Soul Eater draw this picture?

I have no eyeballs.

Immediately feel the surrounding Spirit Power agitation.

Immediately, he raised the spirit flag in his left hand high.

Zhang Qifan’s predecessor has always been active in the mainland of Zhongzhou.

Zhang Qifan was in a complicated mood about this picture of a man who looked exactly like himself, and wanted to go back and study it.

Zhang Qifan said solemnly: “Calm down. I have never been to the East China Sea continent, and even before today, I didn’t know the name of the Sect Leader of the Soul Eater Sect at all.”

Moreover, according to the information of the Hall of Obsession, Zhang Qifan has indeed never been to the East China Sea Continent.

Hearing these words, Wu Wen fell silent.

Hearing this, Wu Wen also began to seriously look at the picture scroll in his hand.

“Hahahaha, what a fool.

Seeing that the right hand was blocked by the bodyguard Sword Qi, he could not go any further.

Zhang Qifan and Wu Wen immediately put their eyes on the tall mirror.

He didn’t understand why Wu Wen was so excited.

Then he nodded and turned to get the mirror.

However, I am not a decoration.

It’s not impossible either.

Perhaps, because I killed Zuo Qingti, the protector of Soul Eater Sect, she hung my portrait here as the number one sure-killer.

“Zhang Qifan, what else do you have to say?

The real Zhang Qifan, although occasionally aloof, is definitely not as indifferent as in the painting.

I don’t even understand why Wu Wen said this was a game.

The mirror said: “Your picture scroll is earlier than mine.

Wu Wendao: “Then how do you explain this painting?”

The mirror said unhappily: “Hey, hey, pay attention to what you say, why am I stupid?”

Zhang Qifan said: “If you look closely, maybe the ink on it hasn’t dried yet.

And it’s still in the Sect Leader’s exclusive secret base, the Quiet Hall.

The expression of the whole person is also extremely cold.

On the white soul-calling banner, a strong red light erupted.

Anyway, Zhang Qifan didn’t think the person in this picture was himself.

If you want my life, you have to have this ability!

Just for a mere elder in my place, what about you?

Eight hundred years ago?

Sometimes I am really curious, what is so beautiful about you as a man, and you are not tired of watching it for nearly a thousand years. ”

After Zhang Qifan saw it, he instantly felt a little dazed.

Known from memory.

Judging from the trajectory of the activities of the two, it should be true that there is no intersection.

Wu Wen’s right hand was red, and he hit (Qian De’s) Zhang Qifan Dantian.