On the big bed in the hotel, Ren Meili curled up on Qin Lang's chest like a kitten and drew circles on Qin Lang's chest with her finger. "By the way, how did you know that the Art Faction would send someone to deal with old Lama Tur Fan?"
Qin Lang chuckled and replied with his mental strength, "Because I was the one who passed the news of Guru Tu Fan meeting with me to the Shadow Unit."
There were a few poison slave shadows around Qin Lang. They had been sending some trivial news to their superiors. Now, they had finally sent an important message to their superiors. This news was that Guru Tu Fan and Qin Lang had met and were having a dinner together with Qin Lang. After receiving this news, the people of the Shadow Unit would, of course, make the fastest response. Then, they unanimously agreed that the best way was to kill Guru Tu Fan and frame Qin Lang.
As for the reason, it was not difficult for Ren Meili to imagine. If Guru Tu Fan was Qin Lang's friend and was ready to help Qin Lang, then killing Guru Tu Fan would be cutting off Qin Lang's wings. Even if Guru Tu Fan did not intend to help Qin Lang, killing Guru Tu Fan could also frame Qin Lang and cause a fight between Tantra and Poisons. The Art Faction would then be able to watch a good show.
"What do you think? If you were from the Art Faction, I'm afraid you would have made the same decision, right?" Qin Lang asked Ren Meili.
"You're really bad!" Ren Meili smiled. "The people from the Art Faction must be so angry that their lungs are about to explode, right? Haha, what a bunch of idiots! Eh, that old Lama is so powerful. He's still fighting with Feng Jiao. Look at you, you're not even as good as the old Lama. "
"Why, you're not satisfied? Why don't you try it again? "Qin Lang smirked.
The next day, Guru Tu Fan walked out of the room in high spirits. After breakfast, he bid farewell to Qin Lang.
However, before Guru Tu Fan left, he received a Yuan Strengthening Pill from Qin Lang. Although Guru Tu Fan was not a martial artist and could not increase the old llama's strength, the Yuan Strengthening Pill could replenish the old llama's vitality, allowing him to live for a few more years. Otherwise, based on the old llama's behavior last night, he would have died in two or three years.
Although Guru Tu Fan wasn't a martial artist, he was still someone who had seen the world. He knew that this Vitality Strengthening Pill wasn't an ordinary item. Hence, he assured Qin Lang, "Protector Qin, don't worry about me. You're the Vajra Protector of the Tantra. This is a fact that no one can change. If the people from the Obvious Sect want to touch you, they're deliberately provoking the Tantra and causing a war between the two sects! "
Qin Lang didn't know how useful Guru Tu Fan's guarantee was, but at least it could make the people from the Obvious Sect think twice. The pressure on Qin Lang would also be a lot less.
Just as Qin Lang and Guru Tu Fan were calling each other brothers, in a courtyard of the Guo family far away in the capital, an old Taoist was so angry that he smashed the jade screen in front of him into pieces. This was because his plan had been destroyed by Qin Lang.
Qin Lang had successfully "tricked" the people from the Art Sect. However, he had also paid a price because the people from the Shadow Troop might have suspected that their spy had been "instigated" by Qin Lang. However, compared to this loss, Qin Lang had gained more benefits. Qin Lang knew that the Art Sect and the Obvious Sect were on good terms, so the relationship between the Tantra and the Art Sect would definitely not be good. Now that the people from the Art Sect wanted to kill a master of the Tantra who held real power, this was tantamount to declaring war on the Tantra. Although the Art Sect and the Tantra might not really start a war, there was no doubt that the hatred between the two sects had definitely been born.
In addition, Guru Tu Fan confirmed that Qin Lang was the guardian of the Tantra. This meant that if the people from the Obvious Sect wanted to deal with Qin Lang, they must consider the possibility of friction with the Tantra. In this way, even the peerless masters of the Obvious Sect would have some scruples. In this way, Qin Lang could buy more time for himself and the Poisons.
Qin Lang would not pin his hopes on others, but what he lacked the most now was time.
It took time to improve the bloodline of the Poisons wantonly. It also took time to refine a large number of elixirs. It also took time to train the reserve talents of the Poisons … Many things needed time.
Fortunately, everything was on the right track, and the worst had passed.
As long as Qin Lang did not leave Pingchuan Province, with his current strength and his relationship with the Devil's Sect and the Tantra, there were probably not many people who dared to touch him.
After tricking the people from the Art Sect and the Shadow Troops, Qin Lang could finally celebrate the National Day with peace of mind.
Because there were too many people traveling during the National Day and the roads were too congested, Qin Lang wisely did not travel. Instead, he stayed in Anrong City. Seeing the female drivers who were stuck in a traffic jam on the highway in the news, Qin Lang actually shamelessly gloated.
Jiang Xueqing.
Seeing the caller ID on the phone, Qin Lang was slightly stunned before he pressed the answer button. Then, he heard Jiang Xueqing's familiar and somewhat distant voice, "Qin Lang, you didn't expect it to be me, did you?"
"Hehe … Happy holidays." Qin Lang laughed. "The weather in the capital should be good, right? Did you go out to play?"
"I'm not in the capital."
"No way?"
"I'm at the train station. Can you come and pick me up? It's not easy to get a taxi. "Jiang Xueqing said.
"Really?" Qin Lang was a little puzzled, but his heart inexplicably beat faster, as if he was looking forward to something deep in his heart.
When Jiang Xueqing went to the capital to study, Qin Lang also fell into his own troubles. Sometimes, he would think of Jiang Xueqing, but when he thought of her pure as water eyes and bright and beautiful face, Qin Lang felt that he was a little shameless because he had already "harmed" a few girls. Since Jiang Xueqing went to the capital, then let her fly far and high.
But at this time, when he received Jiang Xueqing's call, Qin Lang found that he was not calm.
With complicated feelings, Qin Lang came to the train station and saw Jiang Xueqing standing at the exit from afar. Jiang Xueqing was wearing a long white dress and her long hair fluttered in the wind. She looked around expectantly, as if she was waiting for Qin Lang to appear.
Qin Lang quickly walked over. Just as he was about to pick Jiang Xueqing up, he suddenly saw a thief jump out from beside Jiang Xueqing and fiercely pull down the bag on her shoulder. Since he had been seen by Qin Lang, the thief naturally couldn't escape. Qin Lang made a grabbing motion in the air, and the thief tripped over something, falling to the ground. Qin Lang quickly caught up with him and retrieved the bag, then passed it to Jiang Xueqing who had just arrived.
The thief who was tripped did not run away. Instead, Qin Lang walked over and laughed sinisterly, "Son, you want to be the hero saving the damsel in distress? I'll f * cking let you be the hero saving the damsel in distress — — I'll kill you! "
The thief flashed a shiny dagger, immediately scaring the people around Qin Lang and scurrying far away. The thief proudly said, "Be tactful and leave your wallet and bag behind for this daddy. Otherwise, this daddy will let you know what it means to have three knives and six holes!"
Pa!
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