On the big bed of the hotel, Ren Meimei curled up on Qin Lang's chest like a kitten, and drew a circle on Qin Lang's chest with his fingers: "By the way, how do you know that the Shuzong will send someone to deal with the old lama Tufan?"
Qin Lang smiled and responded with spiritual power: "Because the news that Master Tufan met with me was passed on by me to the shadow troops. ” Qin Lang had a few poisonous slave shadows around him, and he had been sending some innocuous messages to their superiors, and now he had finally sent a major message to his superiors, and this news was that Master Tufan and Qin Lang had met, and had dinner with Qin Lang.
After getting this news, the people of the shadow army would of course react the fastest, and then unanimously agreed that the best way was to kill Master Tufan and blame Qin Lang.
As for the reason, it is not difficult to imagine that even Ren Meimei is a friend of Qin Lang and is ready to help Qin Lang, then killing Master Tufan is to cut off Qin Lang's wings; Even if Master Tufan didn't plan to help Qin Lang and killed Master Tufan, he could blame Qin Lang and cause a fight between the Tantric Sect and the Poison Sect, and the Shuzong would be able to watch the show.
"What's the matter, if you were a member of the Shuzong Sect, I'm afraid you would have made this decision," Qin Lang asked Ren Meili.
"You are really bad" Ren Meijiao smiled, "The people of the Shuzong must be so angry that their lungs are about to explode, hehe, what a bunch of fools, that old lama is so powerful, he is still fighting with Feng Jiao, you look at you, you are not even as good as an old lama." ” "Why, if you're not satisfied, you don't want to score a brace again," Qin Lang smiled evilly.
The next day, Master Tufan walked out of the room in good spirits and with dignity, and said goodbye to Qin Lang after breakfast.
However, before saying goodbye, Master Tufan got Qin Lang a Zengyuan Pill that increased his vitality, although Master Tufan was not a martial artist and could not increase his strength, but the Zengyuan Pill could supplement the vitality of the old lama and let him live for a few more years.
Otherwise, according to the performance of this old lama last night, I am afraid that he will die in two or three years.
Although Master Tufan is not a martial artist, he is also a person who has seen the world, and knows that this Zengyuan Pill is not an ordinary product, so he assured Qin Lang: "Qin Protector, you can rest assured that I will do things, you are the Vajra Protector of Tantra, this is a fact that no one can change."
If the people of the Sutra want to move you, they are deliberately provoking our Tantra and causing a war between the two sects."
Qin Lang didn't know how useful Master Tufan's guarantee was, but at least he could let the Xianzong guys weigh it, and Qin Lang's pressure would be much less.
Just when Qin Lang was calling Master Tufan a brother and a brother, in a Guo family's mansion far away in the capital, an old Taoist was so angry that he smashed the jade screen in front of him, because his plan had been shattered by Qin Lang.
Qin Lang succeeded in "pitting" the people of the Shuzong, but he also paid some price, because the people of the shadow army may have suspected that their spies were "rebelled" by Qin Lang, but compared to this loss, Qin Lang gained more benefits.
Qin Lang knew that the Shuzong and the Sutra Sect were on good terms, so the relationship between the Tantra and the Shuzong would definitely not be too good, and now the people of the Shuzong actually wanted to kill a master of the Tantra who held real power, which was tantamount to declaring war on the Tantra.
Although there may not really be a war between the Shuzong and the Tantra, there is no doubt that the hatred between the two sects has definitely arisen.
In addition, Master Tufan affirmed Qin Lang's identity as the Tantric Dharma Protector Vajra, which meant that if the people of the Sutra wanted to deal with Qin Lang, they had to consider the possibility of friction with the Tantra.
In this way, even the peerless masters of the Xianzong would have some scruples, so that Qin Lang could buy more time for himself and the Poison Sect.
Qin Lang would not pin his hopes on others, but what he lacked most now was time.
It takes time to wantonly improve the bloodline of poisonous insects, it also takes time to refine a large number of pills, and it also takes time to cultivate the reserve talents of the Poison Sect, and many things take time.
Thankfully, everything is on track and the worst is over.
As long as Qin Lang does not leave Pingchuan Province, with his current strength and some relationships between him and the Demon Sect and the Tantric Sect, I am afraid that few people will dare to touch him.
After trapping the people of the Shuzong and the Shadow Army, Qin Lang could finally spend a National Day with confidence.
Because there were too many people traveling on the National Day and the roads were too congested, Qin Lang wisely did not travel, but stayed in Anrong City, and saw the female drivers who were blocked in the highway and crying in the news, Qin Lang was actually a little gloating shamelessly.
But just when Qin Lang was gloating, he unexpectedly received a call from a person Jiang Xueqing.
Seeing the caller ID on his mobile phone, Qin Lang was slightly stunned, then he secretly pressed the answer button, and then heard Jiang Xueqing's familiar and somewhat distant voice ringing: "Qin Lang, I can't imagine it's me."
"Hehe, happy holidays."
Qin Lang smiled, "The weather in the capital should be good, have you gone out to play?"
"I'm not in the capital."
"Isn't it?"
"I'm at the train station, can you pick me up, can't you take a taxi."
Jiang Xueqing said.
"Really" Qin Lang was a little puzzled, but his heart beat faster inexplicably, as if he was looking forward to something deep down.
When Jiang Xueqing went to school in the capital, Qin Lang also fell into his own troubles, and sometimes thought of Jiang Xueqing, a girl, but thinking of her pure and clear eyes and bright face, Qin Lang felt a little shameless, because she had already "scourged" several girls, since Jiang Xueqing went to the capital, then let her fly far and high.
But when he received a call from Jiang Xueqing at this time, Qin Lang found that he was not unfazed.
With complicated emotions, Qin Lang came to the train station and saw Jiang Xueqing standing at the exit from a distance.
Jiang Xueqing wore a long white dress, her long hair fluttering, and looked at the four directions with an expectant expression, as if she was waiting for Qin Lang to appear.
Qin Lang walked over quickly, and was about to pick up Jiang Xueqing, when he suddenly saw a thief popping out next to Jiang Xueqing, and suddenly pulled down the satchel on her shoulder.
Since Qin Lang saw it, it was naturally impossible for this little thief to escape, Qin Lang caught it in the airspace, the little thief seemed to have tripped over something, and fell to the ground all of a sudden, Qin Lang caught up in three or two steps, took the satchel back, and then handed it to Jiang Xueqing, who rushed over.
The thief who tripped didn't slip away, but walked over to Qin Lang and said with a cruel smile: "Cub, are you paralyzing the hero to save the beauty, am I letting you be a hero to save the beauty Lao Tzu will kill you?"
The thief showed a snowy short knife, and immediately frightened the people around Qin Lang and walked away, the thief said proudly: "Acquaintance, leave the wallet and satchel to Lao Tzu, otherwise today Lao Tzu will let you know what three knives and six holes are" syllable Qin Lang ignored the short knife in the thief's hand, and directly stepped forward and slapped it, and immediately half of the thief's full mouth of teeth fell out
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