Time flies and three days have passed.
Fan Cang has been taking Hua Fengjiao in and out these days, and his expression seems very serious.
One day, Qin Shu, who was weak all over, stopped Fan Cang.
"What have you been busy with these days? I haven't seen you all day."
Fan Cang's originally cold face immediately melted when he saw Qin Shu, and he looked her up and down.
"Hey, Brother Xie, you are injured but you are still busy. Why are you still torturing you?"
He didn't know that Xie Lanzhi was in a coma. As a man, he understood the bad nature of his homosexuals. He thought that Xie Lanzhi was taking advantage of his injury to torment Qin Shu.
Qin Shu's originally lazy expression immediately changed, and she looked a little annoyed: "What nonsense are you talking about? I'm talking about you, why are you dragging me into this?"
If it were someone else, Fan Cang would definitely make a few jokes, but behind Qin Shu there is her grandfather who is the God Transformation Ancestor, her second cousin with unfathomable cultivation, and her cruel and bloodthirsty senior brother, and the most feared one is the pure-blooded Golden Dragon Taoist companion.
Fan Cang didn't dare tease Qin Shu anymore and confessed honestly: "Something happened in Fanyin Pavilion recently, and Fan Ziyao hasn't shown up yet, so I'm ready to withdraw."
Qin Shu had been busy refining pills and practicing dual cultivation these days, and had no idea that something had happened in the Fanyin Palace.
"What happened? If you withdraw now, aren't you afraid that you won't be able to control the Brahma Sound Palace in the future?"
Fan Cang told Qin Shu that all the people from the Fanyin Palace who had bullied Yanxi Mountain were dead, and then laughed at himself: "My ancestor, you really think highly of me. The Fanyin Palace in the Eastern Continent has a master in the God Transformation Stage. I am a Yuanying cultivator, and I am afraid that I will not be able to do that even after a hundred years. How can I control the Fanyin Palace? Now I can only secretly deploy some people."
Qin Shu raised her eyebrows slightly: "I didn't expect you to be so humble."
Fan Cang smiled bitterly and said, "I have seen a lot since I came to the Eastern Continent. How can I be a frog in the well like I was in Lingyun Country? People should recognize their own shortcomings."
Qin Shu smiled and took out three ten thousand year old elixir pills from the Sumeru mustard seed.
"Okay, then I wish you success soon. You can give this as a favor to others, or take it to improve your cultivation. Consider it as my thanks for your care during these days."
Fan Cang was so excited that he took the three Ten Thousand Year Spirit Liquid Pills from Qin Shu with both hands.
"Ancestor, thank you! You will be my real ancestor from now on!"
Qin Shu looked at Fan Cang, who was acting funny and popular, and couldn't help but kick him.
"Stop talking nonsense and do your own thing. If you find anything delicious outside, remember to bring it back to me."
"Okay! I promise to complete the task!"
Fan Cang carefully put away the three Ten Thousand Year Spirit Liquid Pills and looked at Qin Shu as if he was looking at a living Bodhisattva.
"Ancestor, if you have any other instructions, I will go through fire and water and die without hesitation!"
Qin Shu cooperated very well and waved her hands, saying proudly, "That's all. Kneel down and pay your respects."
"Well, I'll take my leave then!"
Fan Cang played around for a while and left in a happy mood.
Qin Shu watched him leave, then turned around and went upstairs to her room.
On the way, I passed by Xue Chen and Hua Qingxuan's room and heard some slight noises coming from inside.
Qin Shu's ears turned red and she quickened her pace.
Another three days passed.
On this day, Fan Cang released Fan Ziyao.
Fan Ziyao, who had not been seen for a long time, was extremely thin, with dull eyes and a look of being in a state of panic.
Qin Shu saw this woman and frowned subconsciously: "Why did you bring her here?"
Fan Cang not only brought people with him, but also held a lot of delicious food and a pot of spiritual wine with a fragrant aroma in his hands.
He piled the things on the table and sat down carelessly: "Hey, I'm just asking you for a favor on her behalf."
Qin Shu's eyes instantly turned cold, and she lowered her voice and asked, "Who are you pleading for?"
Fan Cang raised his hand and pointed in the direction of Fan Ziyao.
Before Qin Shu could get angry, Fan Cang started to complain: "Your senior brother Yan Xishan has been pestering me for a while, trying to take Fan Ziyao away and kill her. I haven't completely gotten out of this situation yet, and if Fan Ziyao really dies, my next plan will be full of loopholes."
The anger on Qin Shu's face was replaced by a hint of amusement.
Yan Xishan wants to kill Fan Ziyao?
She was not surprised at all.
Qin Shu opened the wine on the table and brought it to her nose to sniff: "Why? You can't bear to part with Fan Ziyao. When a person dies, he is dead. Only the dead can keep secrets. How can it affect your plan?"
Fan Cang picked up a bright red spiritual fruit from the table and handed it to Qin Shu with both hands.
"Fan Ziyao cannot die outside, she must die in Fanyin Palace."
Qin Shu stared at the spiritual fruit in front of her without reaching out to take it. Her eyes moved upwards and fell on Fan Cang's face.
She smiled and said, "I don't think it's good. My senior brother wants to kill her to vent his anger. Then Fan Ziyao can only die in this way. This is called a worthy death."
Fan Cang's hand holding the spiritual fruit trembled.
Wow!
Everyone in the Qin family is really cruel.
Not only should you kill someone, you should also give him a title of a worthy death.
Fan Cang said with a stiff upper lip: "Then let me send Fan Ziyao to Fanyin Palace first, and then accompany Fellow Daoist Yan to kill the person, okay?"
Qin Shu glanced at him and remained silent for a long time.
When Fan Cang thought there was no hope, the spiritual fruit in his hand was taken away by Qin Shu.
She took a bite of the sweet spiritual fruit and said vaguely, "I will tell my senior brother, but I am worried about letting Fan Ziyao go back like this. She can go back, but she must not speak or use her hands, so that she cannot communicate with others."
"no problem!"
Fan Cang stood up excitedly and agreed happily.
After Qin Shu finished eating the spiritual fruit, she took out a dark red pill with a hint of black air from the Sumeru mustard seed.
She put the pill on the table and said, "Give her the pill and you can take her away."
In front of Qin Shu, Fan Cang gave the pill to Fan Ziyao to take, and stayed for a quarter of an hour before leaving with his people.
Within two days, the news of Fan Ziyao's death spread. The Fanyin Palace had no heir, and the head of the sect and the ancestor Huashen were furious about this. They announced that the murderer must pay with his life.
Fan Ziyao did not die of poisoning, but was chopped to pieces beyond recognition. Her head was separated, her hands and feet were gone, and especially her face, which was tattooed with some disgusting words.
When Qin Shu heard the news, her eyes darted back and forth between Fan Cang and Yan Xishan.
She couldn't help but be curious and asked, "Which of you did it?"
"he!"
"He did it!"
Fan Cang and Yan Xishan moved at the same time, pointing at each other.
Qin Shu was amused when she saw their synchronized movements: "I think you should stop shirking responsibility. It must be a division of labor and cooperation. No one is clean."
After these words were spoken, Fan Cang and Yan Xishan looked at their noses and their noses at their hearts, looking like dead pigs that were not afraid of boiling water.
Qin Shu stood up and stretched: "Now that things are settled here, it's time for us to leave."
Fan Cang asked doubtfully, "Where are we going?"
Yan Xishan asked expectantly, "When do we set off?"
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