Buried alive by his own mother, he brought a coffin to the whole family when he returned

Chapter 149 Fire

Countless souls died under the Soul-Devouring Sword, and their violent energy was too strong, so it could only be suppressed with talismans.

Under normal circumstances, Chu Yan would not take out this sword.

Qin Sizhan looked at his sword, narrowed his sinister eyes slightly, and opened his thin lips slightly: "Soul Devouring Sword, it is indeed a good sword."

"Yes, you are quite knowledgeable. After all these years, you are the first person who can make me use my sword. If you want to get to know me now, it's not too late."

"You think too much."

As he spoke, Qin Sizhan's eyes turned cold, and he stretched out his right hand. A small silver stick appeared on his palm.

He clenched his fist slightly and held the stick in his hand tightly. Suddenly, the stick stretched out at both ends and turned into a long stick, and the stick was also wrapped with talismans to suppress the souls of the dead.

Chu Yan's eyes flashed with surprise, and he said in disbelief: "Spiritual Shocking Stick? How did it end up in your hand?"

Yan Chenqi's face was also filled with shock, and her big eyes were fixed on the long stick in Qin Sizhan's hand.

She had only seen the blueprint of the Soul-Scaring Stick in the library of Mount Mao. It was said that this stick was extremely powerful and countless souls had died under it in the past. The evil spirit was so strong that it was terrifying. Moreover, this weapon had been missing for many years.

Qin Sizhan raised one corner of his mouth slightly, revealing a wicked smile, "You are also a connoisseur, come on."

So, the two men in black started fighting in the dark.

If Yongchang Street had not been protected by a barrier, the collision of these two spiritual energies would have razed the place to the ground long ago.

At this moment, the neighbors of Yongchang Street had no idea that they were experiencing an unprecedented war and were still sleeping soundly in their dreams.

The two men fought fiercely and it was difficult to tell who would win.

But if they continue fighting like this, I'm afraid the Big Brother in Heaven will not be able to sit still and will come to deal with them.

Yan Chenqi shouted, "Are you guys done yet? Stop fighting."

The two turned a deaf ear to it and continued to do their own thing.

The Soul Devouring Sword in Chu Yan's hand and the Soul-Shocking Stick in Qin Sizhan's hand were both extremely excited. Just when the two weapons were about to face each other head-on...

Finally, Yan Chenqi had no choice but to take out the folding fan in his hand and stand between the two of them.

Seeing this, Chu Yan immediately retracted his sword.

Qin Sizhan also frowned slightly and retracted his stick.

Yan Chenqi's powerful spiritual power directly hit them both, shocking them away and separating them.

Yan Chenqi jumped between the two of them, stretched out his hand, and the folding fan returned to his hand obediently.

She blew the hair on her forehead and glanced at the two of them. "Are you guys too bored? If you have the energy, you might as well go home and sleep instead of ruining my place."

Chu Yan stood up, looked up at Qin Sizhan, a hint of admiration flashed in his eyes.

He raised one corner of his mouth slightly and smiled, revealing a teasing smile, and said softly: "Your stick is good."

Qin Sizhan narrowed his sinister eyes, and there was a hint of appreciation in his eyes, "Your sword is not bad either."

Yan Chenqi looked at him to the left, then to the right, and couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth. He thought to himself: Could it be that these two guys had a fight and now they admire each other?

It's true that there is no friendship without fighting.

"I had a good fight with you today." Chu Yan crossed his hands in front of his chest and looked at Qin Sizhan leisurely, "Come again next time."

After saying that, he raised his eyebrows towards Yan Chenqi, "Junior sister, I'm going back first. Bye."

"Hey... Second Brother..."

Before Yan Chenqi could finish his words, his figure disappeared into the darkness.

She shook her head. This second senior brother came and went in a hurry.

Yan Chenqi turned around and said, "Hey, Qin Sizhan, you can also..." and left.

Before she could finish her words, she saw Qin Sizhan suddenly close his eyes, his body went limp, and he fell from the roof.

Yan Chenqi was shocked, "Qin Sizhan!"

She quickly flew over, used her spiritual power to hold up his body and caught him, and they both landed on the ground together.

At this time, Qin Sizhan's body was already wet by the rain. Yan Chenqi hurriedly hugged him in his arms and protected him with his spiritual power.

She reached out and patted his extremely handsome but pale face, "Qin Sizhan! Qin Sizhan! Wake up...Qin Sizhan..."

Yan Chenqi's mind flashed through the advice his master had given to Qin Sizhan: You have just accomplished your great feat, so don't rush things or you will lose your energy.

He had just fought such a big battle with Chu Yan, which must have consumed a lot of energy.

He wouldn't... just die like this, would he?

Suddenly, Qin Sizhan's deep and magnetic voice sounded: "Yan Chenqi, if you keep hitting me like this, are you trying to murder your husband?"

Yan Chenqi was startled and quickly put away her hand that was slapping his handsome face.

She pursed her lips and asked, "Hey! Are you okay?"

Qin Sizhan frowned and said, "It's okay. I won't die."

"Tsk!" Yan Chenqi muttered softly, "Forcing yourself to use a big move when you don't have the ability to do so is simply asking for trouble."

"It's already this time, and you're still here making sarcastic remarks."

"Okay, okay, then, Fourth Young Master Qin, do you need me to help you into my shop to heal your wounds?"

Qin Sizhan turned his head and looked at Yan Chenqi's fortune-telling shop, frowned slightly, and showed a look of disgust, "My body is sensitive, I can't stay in such a shabby place."

Yan Chenqi rolled her eyes, "Okay! Since Fourth Young Master Qin is so particular, then you can go wherever you want!"

I won't serve you, young master!

After saying that, she threw him to the ground and stood up to go back.

Suddenly, a big, broad hand grabbed her ankle.

Yan Chenqi looked down and saw Qin Sizhan's handsome face that was wet by the rain. He looked handsome but also delicate. "Xiaoqi, I am your husband. If I die, you will be a widow. Your mother-in-law and grandmother will be very worried about you."

Hit the snake seven inches.

Yan Chenqi gritted her teeth secretly, Qin Sizhan really knew how to find her weak spot.

"Okay! Then tell me, what do you want me to do?"

Qin Sizhan took out a car key from his pocket and pressed it lightly. The car lights not far away lit up. He looked at Yan Chenqi and said, "Take me home."

At this time, in the Lu family villa.

An old Taoist wearing a Taoist robe and with long gray hair and beard was performing a ritual in the Lu family mourning hall with a wooden sword in his hand.

Suddenly, the wooden sword in his hand caught fire, and the fire spread to his hand, directly burning one of his arms.

Now Zhao Jinhui and Lu Xinyao on the side were trembling with fear, hugging each other and screaming.

"Ah! It's on fire! It's on fire!"

So, the servants of the Lu family hurriedly brought water and poured it on Nie Pofeng, but the fire on his hands could not be put out.

Now, everyone in the Lu family was even more frightened.