Chapter 262: Why is it different

Time seemed to stand still, and Qin Yang in the image was motionless.

My sister Tao Pianqi, the lord of the Ten Thousand Demons Palace...how could it have fallen to this point?

If Qin Yang did not save him, then the consequences...

"Huh? Is this image stuck? It seems to reflect this question." Wu Heitian looked around the image.

"No, the image is not stuck, it's me." Qin Yang's lips moved.

Qin Yang took a deep breath and said: "The Lord of the Ten Thousand Demon Palace is afraid that she didn't know that Little Peach Demon was in our Sky Academy..."

Wu Heitian opened the mouth and said: "Yes, that's why I'm looking for you."

"Why are you looking for me? Send her back quickly!" Qin Yang said.

Monster beasts don't like to be reasonable. Although the Ten Thousand Monster Palace wanders between humans and beasts, it is still a beast.

The sister of the palace lord has disappeared, or she disappeared after falling into the shadows, so what?

I am afraid that the entire city of freedom will face the monster beast.

Wu Heitian said helplessly: "The little peach demon doesn't believe him, and he has to see you before he will leave."

"Can you tell her that this is the Sky Academy?"

"Say, she won't listen."

"Is there anyone who can harm her? This is to send her back to her sister."

"I said, she doesn't believe it."

"..." Qin Yang was speechless.

Wu Heitian said: "Do you have time over there? If you have time, hurry up and send her away."

Qin Yang looked up at the sky, it was almost bright.

Too much happened this night. And at night, there is still something...Kidnapping Nangong Flying Dragon!

Qin Yang was taken aback and said: "By the way, didn't you pick up the freshman? This freshman is almost finished in the Beiyuan Demon Hunting exam, why are you still in the college?"

Wu Heitian opened his mouth and said: "This year's situation is too special. All the freshmen have returned early. In the City of Freedom, where else can I go?"

Wu Heitian said again: "That little peach demon, it's best to send her back early."

Qin Yang said, "I'm afraid it won't work today. Can I delay one more day?"

Wu Heitian groaned, and said with some uncertainty: "It should be possible."

After closing the communication video, Qin Yang had a headache.

The city of freedom at this time has already set off a terrible storm.

The name of the mysterious shadow has passed into everyone's ears.

"The blood skull planted a big somersault this time, and was beheaded repeatedly by the mysterious shadow, and even Li Baizhan could not save them!"

"This account is changed to ordinary forces, and it won't be the same, let alone the blood skull? This will definitely be more sensational!"

"According to the habit of the blood skull, the fuse of this incident is Jin handsome, and I am afraid that he will peel off if he is immortal. Although the blood skull is revenge, all the accounts have to be regarded as handsome."

"Even if Jin Yingjun is Jin Wanshan, the young master of the Jin family, he can't stand it."

"The Jin Family Chamber of Commerce...I'm afraid it will be finished."

An insider said mysteriously: "In fact, it was going to be finished, but if you do it like this, it might not be finished."

Many people are at a loss, but intelligence involves too much, and the insiders dare not say anything.

"You bastard!"

In a magnificent courtyard in the City of Liberty, a middle-aged man in the lobby smashed the table beside the chair.

With a twisted face, his eyes were red and staring at the kneeling young man in front of him.

The young man was dressed in a purple robe, and was trembling in fright. It wasn't Jin Yingjun, who could it be?

The middle-aged man held a blood-colored post in his hand. The logo on the post was a blood skull.

The person who hates iron and steel throws the post on Jin Yingjun's face, and scolds: "Look for yourself, what have you done!"

Jin Yingjun tremblingly opened the skull and crossbones post, and the information on it caused him to faint.

"This blood skull has too much appetite, I just hired a fighting master! Later, those cultivators in the star realm went by themselves, and I did not assign this task!"

Jin Yingjun argued.

On the skull post is a list. The cost of each fighter performing the task, as well as the various costs of death. There are also disciplinary costs with false mission details... the addition of various names makes even his father feel a little suffocated.

His father had lost his sense of anger, and said angrily: "What is the blood skull, don't you know? The shadow is a bit human at all, the blood skull is completely a group of tarsus maggots, disgusting flies are not as common! People shunned it, but you took the initiative to send it to your door!"

After taking a few deep breaths, his father still couldn't calm down, his eyes gradually became cold, he looked at his unsatisfactory son, snorted coldly, and said, "My 20-year plan was almost destroyed in your hands. My son can be reborn if he is gone, but if I can’t grasp this opportunity..."

Jin Junjun's eyes widened, and he looked at his father in disbelief. Is his father going to give up himself?

His father sighed and said: "You provoke the blood skull yourself. If you don't want my 20-year plan to fall short and don't want to make a wedding dress for the blood skull, then you can only do so. You pack things up and I will give them away. Go hide in a safe place."

Jin Junjun's face is gray, a safe place? For Blood Skull, where is there a hiding place for the continent to be so big?

There was only resentment and fear of Qin Muyi's mysterious shadow in his heart, Qin Muyi's words kept ringing in his ears.

"As long as I don't die, I won't let you go."

This sentence was like a curse, like a sharp sword hanging around his neck, it seemed that he was about to die while breathing.

As if thinking of something, Jin Yingjun gritted his teeth, "Father, you are my father! You can't leave me alone!"

Jin Yingjun's expression twisted, looking at the skull and crossbones in his hand, his figure was hidden in the shadow of the dawn.

Colosseum, fourth floor.

Feng Lian, Zhou Da, and Shi Feiyin all looked tired.

They went to the headquarters to check the formation and set up everything, only waiting for Qin Yang to take Nangong Flying Dragon into captivity. But only to complete all this, only to find that something big happened in this free city.

"Slay the fighting master, kill the cultivators of the star realm... or in front of everyone..."

"Last year Qin Yang killed a fighting master on the Star Sky Road. The blood skull is still wanted by Qin Yang. How can Qin Muyi cause trouble than Qin Yang?"

"Blood Skeletons will soon follow the Qu family's Freedom City, and will enter the Sky Academy in a month. If this continues, how many things will happen this month..."

The three looked at each other, they had never seen anyone can toss like this.

Zhou Da sneered and said: "I heard that the blood skulls have already drawn portraits. I am afraid it is a bit difficult to make the blood skulls around the Qu family not know Qin Muyi."

After speaking, he took the portrait from his subordinates. For Qin Muyi, pay more attention to the inside of Shadow. All industries, whenever this kid comes, you must immediately notify Feng Lian.

Looking at this portrait, it is as lifelike, not much worse than communication images.

Zhou Da frowned deeply, and said angrily: "Who painted this portrait?"

In the portrait, there is an unfamiliar face. For Zhou Da, his eyes are blank immediately after leaving. This public face passerby has reached the limit, and it is a talent to draw such a face.

However, talents belong to talents, this painting is not Qin Muyi!

Feng Lian and Shi Feiyin also looked over and frowned.

Can these portraits be painted wrong?

Especially Shi Feiyin, directly angrily rebuked: "Is Qin Muyi the painter's own father? How can I beautify him so much?"

"Beautify?" Feng Lian and Zhou Da looked at each other. This is obviously ugly!

I only heard Shi Feiyin continue to say: "It is obviously a fat pig's head with potholes, how did it look like this?"

Feng Lian Zhou Da looked at Shi Fei Yin deeply, and Feng Lian asked in confusion, "Fat pig head?"

Shi Feiyin nodded and said: "Yes, don't you see what he looks like? Then..."

Just about to describe it, Shi Feiyin thought of the face and almost vomited out disgustingly.

Feng Lian's pupils shrank, and he quickly asked Xiang Zhou Da, "Do you see Qin Muyi handsome and handsome? You can tell that this person is extraordinary..."

It's not a deliberate compliment, but it is Qin Yang who eats Zhuyan Pill every day and makes an indestructible body, handsome and handsome, and can be picked out at a glance in the crowd.

The corner of Zhou Da's mouth twitched, and said, "Not as handsome as you said? The skin is quite white, but it looks a little sick, completely like a sick scholar. Because of this, I am very dissatisfied with his clamor. I just fought him..."

The three fell silent, and Shi Feiyin asked: "Why... we see different Qin Muyi?"