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Chapter 281

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"Crackle …"

The dry and withered branches burned in the raging flames, and from time to time, cracks would explode on them, emitting a heart-palpitating sound.

Fire!

It was a very magical thing. Some people said that it was because of the existence of fire that human evolution advanced by leaps and bounds.

However, in the eyes of beasts, fire was a mysterious power that was worthy of reverence.

People who got lost in the deep mountains only needed to light a bonfire to make the passing beasts stay away from them!

Ye Fanchen stared blankly at the bonfire in front of him, but an inexplicable feeling of awe rose from his heart.

Ye Fanchen's ten white fingers with distinct joints ran through his hair. He lowered his head and his breathing gradually became heavier.

He didn't know what kind of changes had happened to his body, and this made him extremely agitated.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, but —"

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The chirping of the insects sounded again, which was particularly ear-piercing in the silent night.

The chirping of the insects also interrupted Ye Fanchen's contemplation, causing him to shift his attention to the distant night.

Four black and red vines pierced through the clothes on his back and fell heavily to the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust.

Immediately after, four black-red vines rolled on the ground, crushing the strange-looking insects into a puddle of stinky juice.

"Doesn't your conscience hurt when you treat my little cuties like this? After all, they saved you before. "

His indifferent voice was like the eternal ice and snow on the highest mountain in the world. There was no fluctuation in his cold tone, but there was an inexplicable sense of ridicule.

Ye Fanchen narrowed his eyes slightly and withdrew the vines that extended from his body one by one. He said in a deep voice, "Master Gu, we meet again."

"Yes."

In the pitch-black darkness, a voice responded to Ye Fanchen.

A moment later, a slender and weak figure slowly walked into the range of the bonfire.

The person's swaying footsteps would even make people suspect that a gust of wind could take him away. After all, his body was too thin and weak.

He was dressed in a custom-made purple robe with a purple headscarf tied around his head. It was a purple that even the night couldn't hide.

There were also four bone necklaces of different sizes around his neck. Although Ye Fanchen did not know what kind of bones they were, he could sense a strange energy fluctuation from them!

The purple-robed youth finally arrived in front of the bonfire. At this moment, Ye Fanchen discovered that Master Gu's pale right hand was holding an ancient flute with red tassels wrapped around it. It was even more conspicuous than the bone necklace on his chest!

There was nothing special about Master Gu's facial features. It wasn't his own anyway. From the first time they met, Ye Fanchen knew that Master Gu was wearing a dead person's skin. There was always a trace of Yin Qi lingering on Master Gu's face, which made it easy for people to overlook his vitality.

Although he didn't know where the dead person's skin came from, it was definitely a treasure that couldn't be found in this world!

Glancing at the dead person's skin, the bone necklace, and the ancient flute, Ye Fanchen squeezed out a smile and said indifferently, "It seems that you value this trip to the secret realm very much. You even took out your best treasures?"

In response to Ye Fanchen's strange tone, Master Gu only shrugged his shoulders. It seemed that he didn't want to discuss this issue.

Walking to Ye Fanchen's side, Master Gu narrowed his eyes and smiled, "It seems that you've been living quite comfortably recently. You've changed your sword again?"

He clearly remembered that Ye Fanchen's sword that Tong Xin had crushed was a middle grade spiritual weapon. The sword that he left for Ye Fanchen was also a middle grade spiritual weapon!

However, Ye Fanchen's silver longsword, except for the fact that it didn't have its own sword spirit, was no different from a high grade spiritual weapon in terms of quality!

Ye Fanchen glanced at the burning bonfire and said indifferently, "What do you plan to do by looking for me today? Don't tell me that you want to join hands with me in the secret realm? "

"Clang! Clang! "

Master Gu patted his back with his pale left hand and said expressionlessly, "You're the chosen one, and so am I. It's inevitable that you and I will join hands."

Ye Fanchen slightly curled the corner of his mouth and didn't have any intention to reply.

"Wow!"

Master Gu spread out his hands helplessly and squeezed out a fake smile on his pale face. He said in a low voice, "In any case, I left you a good sword. You and I can't be considered enemies, right?"

"Alright." Ye Fanchen raised his head and said in a cold voice, "Then let's talk about the grievances between us."

"The Thousand Feather Sword you left me is indeed a middle grade spiritual weapon. However, you underestimated my understanding of swords. If I had poured all my spiritual energy into the Thousand Feather Sword, perhaps the dove poison you injected into the sword hilt would have taken my life, right?"

Ye Fanchen raised the silver longsword in his hand and held the hilt tightly with his right hand. He slowly poured his spiritual energy into the sword.

The silver sword hilt exploded and feathers that were almost imperceptible to the naked eye suddenly shot out from the sword hilt. In an instant, the ground where the sword hilt was aimed at was full of holes!

After being exposed by Ye Fanchen, Master Gu shrugged and said in a low voice, "Well … you should know that you and I are the bets of this bet. To be honest, I don't want to lose and I can't afford to lose!"

In his plan, with Ye Fanchen's ability, few people could force him to use his full strength.

Perhaps only the bets of other bets could do so. In other words, if Ye Fanchen hadn't discovered the secret of the Thousand Feather Sword, there was a high possibility that Ye Fanchen would have perished together with his other competitor!

The dead skin on the Gu Master's face turned back into an emotionless expression, he stretched out his hand and lightly tossed it towards Ye Fan Chen, saying in a deep voice: "Aren't you curious at all why I came to find you to cooperate?"

Ye Fanchen stretched his neck and stared at the stars in the sky. He frowned and said, "Master Gu, cooperating with someone like you is like asking a tiger for its skin."

"Ha."

Master Gu chuckled. He supported his waist with both hands and slowly sat down on a rock beside Ye Fanchen.

With Master Gu's chuckle, the air seemed to be completely silent.

Ye Fanchen turned his head to look at the flickering bonfire. A look of confusion suddenly flashed across his clear black and white eyes.

He began to recall the dream he had just experienced. Although he didn't know the meaning of the mysterious person who dragged him into the dream world, he met Master Gu after the dream ended.

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