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Chapter 1132: Calculation!

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    Seeing how Qin Lang blocked Han Rufei's hearing so neatly, and his own life and death were in the hands of others, Guan Le had no choice but to confess honestly no matter how unwilling he was.

    "This ability is innate to my family. What exactly is the black mist? Because the family records have long been incomplete, there is no way to explore the source."

    "I don't even know what the black mist was called by my ancestors. Later, I gave it a name, called Samsara Evil."

    "After being wrapped in this black mist, it will be swallowed up by the black mist, and not even the bones will be left. I don't know the reason."

    "I only know that this black mist is very powerful, but it can hurt others and yourself. A person can only activate it a few times in his life."

    "And this black mist can only be activated by people from my lineage. Others cannot practice it or drive it."

    After he finished speaking, he seemed to be afraid that Qin Lang would misunderstand, and said hurriedly: "I didn't lie. What I told was the truth. If not, I would tell Master Qin and I wouldn't hide it anymore."

    Qin Lang raised his eyebrows and said: "Then the black mist just wrapped you up, why didn't you suffer any harm?"

    "This" Guan Le's eyes flashed, and he was startled when he saw Qin Lang's half-smiling look. He didn't dare to hide it anymore, and said: "It's all because of the same thing passed down from my ancestors."

    "If it weren't for him, I wouldn't have dared to use the black mist to protect myself."

    "Where are the things?"

    Guan Le was extremely reluctant in his heart, but he didn't dare to show it at all. After a pause, he gritted his teeth and endured the pain and pulled it out of his arms for a long time. He pulled out a black material that looked like jade, but not jade, or iron, but not iron.  The small bottle fell to the ground.

    "This is it. This bottle is a treasure of Lao Na's lineage. It has been passed down from generation to generation only to the clan leader."

    Qin Lang looked at the small bottle for a long time, but did not reach out to pick it up. He said lightly: "Hand over all the secret techniques you know."

    "Then I handed over my old man, can Master Qin spare my life?"

    "Are you negotiating terms with me?"

    The smile on Qin Lang's face was light, but in Guan Le's opinion, it made people feel chilled all over for no reason, and he hurriedly shook his head.

    "Don't you dare, I will hand it over right now." Guanle paused after saying, "I said there are many secrets of knowing the mind, but there is neither brocade or silk nor pen and ink here, so I can't record them."

    "It doesn't matter." Qin Lang took out a square pear wood table and chairs from the system space and put them away. He also took out a stack of rice paper, and then took out pens and ink. He smiled slightly and said, "I think these are enough."

    Seeing him looking at things out of thin air, his pupils shrank, and he nodded hurriedly and said with a smile: "Yes, yes, yes, Master Qin is indeed a descendant of an immortal, and the mustard seed fruit in his hand is an immortal spell."

    ¡°I¡¯ll memorize it now, and I¡¯ll bother Master Qin to record it.¡±

    After saying that, he endured the pain, staggered up from the ground, and said awkwardly: "Master Qin, I have lost too much blood, which will make my whole body weak and my hands and feet weak. I wonder if Master Qin can bandage it?"

    ¡°It¡¯s really because I¡¯m afraid that I¡¯ll be delayed in doing things for the Imperial Preceptor because of my injuries.¡±

    Qin Lang looked at him indifferently for a moment, took out a few copper coins from his arms, and shot them towards Guanle's acupuncture points. In an instant, he clicked on his acupoints to stop the bleeding.

    His whole body trembled at the sight of him. Guan Le no longer dared to act like a monster. He walked to the table and sat down cross-legged, and began to recite the secret technique of the heart.

    However, he was interrupted by Qin Lang after he said one word: "You have to know that I have captured many disciples of your Xingyuan Temple, and I have also forced confessions and interrogated them, so I will know immediately whether your thoughts are true or false.  .¡±

    "Don't make a mistake and lose your only chance of survival."

    "If you dare to confuse our master with your deceptive tricks again, our master will directly send you to hell."

    As soon as he said these words, Guan Leden trembled all over and broke out in a cold sweat.

    During the conversation with Qin Lang, he used words to stimulate the mind, but somehow it was of no use to the young national teacher, and he was frightened at that time.

    Originally thought that the young master did not perceive his luck, but unexpectedly he was seen through.

    But he didn¡¯t know that what Qin Lang resisted was also very hard.

    ¡°If Huo Xunyilan hadn¡¯t forced him to seriously learn the art of confusing people¡¯s minds after sorting them out, he would have fallen into this old bald donkey¡¯s trap a long time ago.

    This old guy knows a lot of things and is very weird. It would be a pity to just kill him without taking out everything.

    &nbComing with Qin Lang's rapid fire.

    It happened that Qin Lang was facing Guan Le and his back was to Han Rufei, so he couldn't see this scene at all.

    Originally Guan Le was sitting cross-legged on the ground, but now he lowered his head. Qin Lang couldn't see the expression on his face. He didn't see the sinister smile on his face when he saw the black mist shooting towards Qin Lang.  meaning.

    All of this happened in a flash of lightning. Even with Qin Lang¡¯s skills, he absolutely couldn¡¯t escape.

    Just when the black mist was about to wrap around Qin Lang's feet, Guan Le raised his head and grinned at Qin Lang.

    There is joy and pride in the smile, there is also the joy of revenge, and there is even more shocking cruelty.

    The younger member of the Mononobe family was able to resist because his lineage and the Mononobe family were enemies. They had been hostile to each other for so many years. Even if they did not find a way to eliminate the black mist, they could still resist.

    But what if the Qin State Master of the Tang Dynasty is a descendant of an immortal?

    "I'm afraid he has never seen such an attack method, so how can he resist it?"

    Originally, I thought that I could coax this kid and get the secrets about becoming an immortal from him, but it turned out that he actually wanted to control his own life and death.

    Then we can only send him to death!  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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