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Chapter 2202 Little White Sparrow

"I dare to bet! Do you dare to bet?" Facing Qin Ming's mysterious and bright golden eyes, Fan Yang was still guilty and clenched his fists nervously.

"It's really decided?"

"It's decided!" Fan Yang raised his breath and bravely faced Qin Ming's eyes.

"Is this your elder?" Qin Ming looked at Tang Long with a faint smile on his lips.

Tang Long lowered his eyes, not looking at Qin Ming in front of him.

"I can make the decision myself!"

"Okay! You have decided, I don't dare to do anything. Let's go, I have something to do, go together." Qin Ming smiled softly and walked towards the dense forest with Baihu.

Fan Yang was slightly stunned and agreed. Didn’t you ask a few more questions or say something? He had already thought of the answers to deal with various questions, such as what to do if the matter spreads, would it implicate the Fan family, such as whether he would be worried that he would frame him, etc. But Qin Ming didn’t ask?

Tang Long was also wary, it was abnormal! How could Qin Ming easily accept a former enemy? Moreover, Feng Qingyun's attitude seemed to be very indifferent.

"You just agreed?" Fan Yang kept reminding himself to let Qin Ming accept it at all costs, but Qin Ming accepted it so easily, but he was not used to it, and his heart was inexplicably tightened.

"You have asked me for it, can you not agree? What's the problem?"

"You really accept me?"

"certainly!"

"I'm not afraid of me..." Fan Yang almost let out a word.

"What are you afraid of? Are you afraid of you cheating me?"

"Aren't you afraid?"

"Do you dare?" Qin Ming looked at him with a smile, and suddenly raised his hand to put it on Fan Yang's shoulder.

Fan Yang's heart trembled and subconsciously wanted to resist, but forcibly controlled his arms and hands without fighting, but his body still tensed involuntarily.

Qin Ming hooked Fan Yang and continued to walk forward: "I have nothing to think about, it's all the time. If you help me, I will repay you. Do your best to do your best and how much I will repay you! If you frame me, it's better to be sure to kill me completely, otherwise I won't guarantee how to revenge after I come back to life. So, it's up to you, think carefully."

Fan Yang frowned. Am I suspicious? Why does this sound like...

Tang Long followed them, his heart tightened again. Is it Qin Ming pretending to be relaxed to warn Fanyang, or...

"What are you going to do?" Fan Yang felt ruthless. What's there to be afraid of? As long as he entered the Ten Thousand Beasts Killing Formation, the White Tiger would be controlled, leaving only Qin Ming. No matter how crazy or strong he was, he would not be able to escape the gate of life and death! If he could participate in it himself and kill another crazy battle, watching Qin Ming die, the shadow in his heart would disperse without attacking.

"You will know when you arrive." Qin Ming walked forward and turned his head to look at him: "You seem to be very nervous?"

Fanyang had already thought of such a situation and said: "I just don't adapt! I didn't expect to join forces with you one day!"

"Relax, there is nothing to adapt to. You know me, I know you, and we are all acquaintances." Qin Ming walked up to the front with a smile and said again: "By the way! If you really can't adapt, you can leave at any time, and I won't stop you."

The white tiger was majestic and powerful, walking past them with its sharp claws.

"Young Master..." Tang Long suddenly grabbed Fan Yang, frowned and shook his head.

Fanyang shook Tang Long away, gritted his teeth, and followed Qin Ming. "How do we need to cooperate?"

"Look at it, take action when it's time to take action."

"Do you have the confidence to deal with the Tianwu Realm?"

"What do you think?"

"Ming Yifeng and the others are catching spirit demons everywhere, probably to target the White Tiger. If you don't think of a good solution, once the curse of the Ten Thousand Beasts is activated, the White Tiger will lose its power at the least, and at worst...it will die."

"Curse that invisible and material thing, and you can't defend yourself."

"You just have the heart to see the White Tiger being cursed and tortured?"

"What's your solution?"

"I can't do anything, I'm just reminding you."

"Let's take a step by step. The soldiers will block the water and soil, and then we will have a free way."

"Will Wantian Martial Arts and Wuhui Realm join forces?

"Union is certain, it depends on how much united it is."

"Aren't you afraid?"

"Scared? Haha, not afraid!"

"Just so confident?"

"I have entered the battlefield of the prehistoric world, what else can I be afraid of?"

"..." Fan Yang was speechless. It was surprising that this madman dared to come in and only brought Yang Dianfeng and Baihu.

"There are rules in the prehistoric battlefield, which limits the limit of the realm and also limits weapons. There are no ninth level of the Heavenly Martial Realm, and there are not too many weapons against the sky. Compared to the outside environment, this place is relatively safer."

"But you and Baihu, how can you deal with the two royal families joining forces?" Fan Yang couldn't help asking again. The more he communicated, the more uneasy he felt. Qin Ming... was too quiet... His firm determination, which he had finally become unknowingly, began to shake again. This feeling was very bad, but it couldn't be done.

"Aren't you there?"

Fan Yang was not happy about Qin Ming's jokes, and looked at Qin Ming quietly from the corner of his eyes. No, there must be something wrong. This madman is too calm.

Tang Long frowned and looked at Qin Ming walking in front of him, feeling nervous. As a strong man in the eighth level of the Heavenly Martial Realm, he can dominate in some seas and lead a major sect. Although he is low-key, he is very arrogant and stronger. However... facing the man in front of him who is obviously twenty or thirty years younger than him and one level lower than him, he always has a deep fear. This feeling has never been seen even when facing those strong men in the nineth level of the Heavenly Martial Realm.

Qin Ming suddenly stopped. Tang Long and Fan Yang had their own thoughts, one almost encountered Qin Ming, and the other walked forward two steps before awakening.

"What's wrong?" Fanyang and Tang Long's hearts tightened, and Tang Long even subconsciously opened the distance and was a little wary.

Qin Ming raised his eyebrows and looked at them, without saying anything, and pointed at the front.

Only then did the two notice that there was someone standing on an old tree in the distance. They looked at them silently for a while and jumped off the tree. The two of them frowned secretly, and even no one in front of them noticed. Are we so nervous?

"Senior, are you waiting for someone?" Qin Ming's golden eyes flashed with bright light.

"Qin Ming, haha, lucky to see, we meet again." The old man greeted Qin Ming with a smile.

Qin Ming looked at the old man and remembered for a while that this was the old man he met when he had just entered the battlefield of the prehistoric world. However, he didn't care much at that time, so he just had a vague impression. He also smiled faintly on his face, and he was about to say hello and passed by, but unexpectedly, the white tiger suddenly let out a low roar, and his blood-red eyes stared at the clever and cute little white bird on the old man's shoulder.

"Haha, this is the supreme white tiger." The old man walked out of the shadow under the tree and walked towards them, looking at the white tiger with a smile. The little white bird on his shoulder just tilted his head, and there was no other manifestation.

Fanyang and Tang Long were alert to the old man, who is this? It should not be easy to know Qin Ming.

"Senior, you are..." Qin Ming looked at the little white bird a few more times. It was nothing strange. However, after looking at it for a while, he suddenly realized that the realm of the little white bird could not be penetrated. It felt very low and ordinary, but the specific realm could not be judged. With his strength at the seventh level of the Heavenly Martial Realm, an ordinary spirit bird could judge a rough idea at a glance, and this situation could not happen.

"It's just a casual cultivator. I saw it in a hurry that day. I didn't expect you to be the legendary supreme war. Later, I thought about it and felt ashamed." The old man still smiled faintly, acting very politely.

"You are so kind, I am more like a lunatic in the eyes of others. You little bird look very difficult." Qin Ming could feel the white tiger's vigilance.
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