Peerless Martial Soul

"This time, thanks to you."

"If things are done, what I promised you before, Chen Feng will never break my promise, and I will do it all within half a year."

Chen Feng was straightforward and even gave a deadline for fulfilling his promise.

All of a sudden, Fan Qishui's favor was greatly improved, and he relaxed his guard.

He nodded solemnly, his voice hoarse: "Thank you Master Chen, then."

Come up and sit down beside you.

Pu Jingyi smiled and said: "Fan Qishui, now that you have met Young Master Chen Feng, you know that what I promised you before was nothing but empty words."

"Master Chen, how can such outstanding people be unbelievable?"

"Not to mention, now Young Master Chen has won the first place in Kongshan Lunjian, and he is the first person of the younger generation in the Dragon Vein Mainland!"

"What? Kong Sang's sword is the first?"

Hearing this, Fan Qishui was shocked.

Although Fan Qishui's strength is not high and his background is not very high, he is far from the level of participating in Kongsang Lunjian.

But Kong Sang's Sword, the top event in the Dragon Vein Continent, he had also heard of.

I also know what weight this Kongsang's first sword is.

Any empty sang is the first in the sword, and the future will be a great power and a giant.

Therefore, the awe of Chen Feng in my heart is a little bit more.

Pu Jingyi said solemnly: "A few days ago, I asked Fan Qishui to go to the ghost forest to send a letter to your two seniors."

Chen Feng's heart jumped, his eyes gleaming: "Can the letter be delivered? There is nothing wrong with it, right?"

Fan Qishui nodded: "It has been delivered."

"I saw with my own eyes that Qingqiu Yaoguang took the letter, and then there was a change in emotion."

"Obviously, she found out."

"That's good, that's good."

Chen Feng sighed softly, feeling a little settled in his heart.

"This first step is a good one after all."

Fan Qishui glanced at Pu Jingyi and Chen Feng, his eyes rolled, but suddenly he complained to Pu Jingyi:

"Pu Jingyi, the time you gave me is so tight that I have to come back and forth so soon."

"At my speed, I can't do it at all, and too fast will cause other ghosts to suspect."

Pu Jingyi frowned, not knowing what he wanted to say.

Fan Qishui said nonchalantly: "I have consumed several treasures that I have accumulated for thousands of years. I just came back so quickly, and I was not discovered by others."

Pu Jingyi's expression suddenly changed, staring at him coldly, "Fan Qishui, what do you mean?"

"Bargaining? Asking for benefits?"

Fan Qishui did not show weakness, and said coldly: "Why, I can't say that it's impossible?"

Chen Feng smiled slightly.

Fan Qishui's performance was in his eyes.

He naturally knew that Fan Qishui did this to increase the weight in his heart.

To put it bluntly, it is just for credit.

He was not disgusted.

Everyone has their own way of living. What happened to Fan Qishui who paid such a big price to ask for credit?

As long as you can do things well, everything is easy to say.

At present, the top priority is this major event.

As long as this major event can be accomplished, everything else is secondary.

However, Chen Feng did not intend to just accommodate Fan Qishui.

He waved his hand to stop Pu Jingyi, and smiled gently at Fan Qishui: "Fan Qishui, don't worry."

"You do things for me, I will not treat you badly."

"Next, any treasure you lose, I will give you ten times more precious than it when I look back!"

Hearing this, Fan Qishui's expression was immediately happy.

"but……"

Chen Feng's expression suddenly turned cold, staring at Fan Qishui, and said word by word: "This matter is not an example."

"If you dare to play such cleverness anymore, then there will be no less than the things that Chen Feng promised to you at that time!"

"But the extra, I won't give you a trace!"

"You will completely lose my goodwill and friendship!"

He stared at Fan Qishui and smiled slightly: "The weight is heavy, you can weigh it yourself."

When Fan Qishui heard it, his heart trembled.

He couldn't help but scold himself for being stupid.

What a brilliant Chen Feng, how can he not see this little trick of his own?

He really doesn't treat himself like that, but if he loses his trust and value because of this petty profit, then it would be too small to lose too much.

"I'm so stupid!"

He cursed himself secretly in his heart, suddenly his knees bent and fell to the ground.

He squatted heavily at Chen Feng and said loudly, "Master Chen taught that he was stunned by the use of lard, and he definitely won't be anymore!"

Chen Feng smiled slightly, stretched out his hand, and held him up.

"No need to say more, or that sentence, you just have to work hard for me."

"Chen Feng, I will never treat you badly!"

Fan Qishui nodded heavily.

Pu Jingyi looked admiringly beside him.

"Master Chen is Master Chen after all, this method is really powerful."

"Fan Qishui is fully committed with this combination of grace and power."

Chen Feng also felt relieved.

In this link, Fan Qishui is extremely important.

At this time, he was completely subdued, and then things would be much smoother.

Now that the time has been set for half a month, the three of them discussed various details.

What Fan Qishui puzzled most was how Chen Feng could safely enter the ghost forest.

Chen Feng smiled slightly before taking out the plain silver candlestick.

Seeing the plain silver candlestick, Fan Qishui's pupils shrank sharply and screamed: "You actually have such treasures?"

"You can get it? No wonder no wonder..."

He looked at Chen Feng with a look of awe.

Chen Feng said lightly: "Now, there is still one problem."

"Although I have this treasure, I cannot light a candle on it."

Fan Qishui smiled slightly and said: "It's a coincidence, but I know this."

"This thing, if you want to ignite, it's actually difficult and difficult, simple and simple."

Fan Qishui paused, and said softly, "The fuel of the plain silver candlestick is actually the ghost."

"What? Ghost?" Chen Feng asked in surprise.

"Yes, using the power of the ghost as the fire, the fire is actually their soul, their life!"

Fan Qishui said solemnly:

"but……"

"Among them, there are some restrictions."

"For this plain silver candlestick to burn, it must be a ghost of more than three thousand years and a strength of Emperor Wu!"

"Ordinary ghosts are not qualified at all, and this plain silver candlestick is not good enough."

Chen Feng suddenly.

No wonder, this treasure has never been heard to appear outside, so it only exists in the Soul Destruction Hall, which is still so much restricted.

There are more ghosts over three thousand years in the Soul Destruction Hall.

At this moment, Fan Qishui's figure suddenly receded slightly.

Chen Feng keenly noticed Fan Qishui's somewhat wary gaze.

He couldn't help laughing, and said frankly:

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