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Chapter 291: Spare Your Life

As soon as Qin Futian appeared, the originally noisy sound instantly quieted down.

It seemed as if there was an indescribable aura on Qin Futian's body.

This breath made everyone calm down involuntarily.

This is different from Duanmuhan.

Duanmu Han has outstanding temperament and a sharp edge, giving people a strong sense of oppression, making people afraid to compete head-on.

Qin Futian's aura is relatively introverted, but it gives people a deeper feeling.

Like abyss like a sea, unfathomable.

Everyone subconsciously felt impressed by Qin Futian.

At this moment, Qin Futian and Duanmu Han's aura were judged immediately.

Moreover, Qin Futian's appearance was not inferior to Duanmu Han at all. His handsome facial features, deep eyes, and the indifferent aura of his body.

Duanmu Han, who stood out in the eyes of everyone, was so mediocre compared with Qin Futian.

Even Duanmu Han himself felt ashamed of himself in a short moment.

Duanmu Han is sure that even in the ancient Qianlong Kingdom, he had never seen a young man like Qin Futian.

In the ancient Qianlong Kingdom, ancient sages are full of forces, and the young heroes among the major ancient forces are like crucian carp crossing the river.

There are countless young geniuses Duanmu Han has seen, but in my memory, no one has the spirit of Qin Futian in front of me.

But soon, Duanmu Han laughed at himself.

"So what if it's so powerful? Isn't it a barbarian from a small place?"

In the eyes of ancient sage forces like Duanmu Han, a remote place with backward martial arts level like Jingguo is a barbarian.

When these ancient sage forces talk, they usually call these places a barbarian land.

As for the people in these places, they are the barbarians they call them.

"After all, barbarians are barbarians. No matter how powerful they are, they cannot be much more powerful."

Thinking of this, Duanmu Han's expression was shocked, the smile on the corner of his mouth appeared again, and his eyes regained confidence.

Then, his eyes looked at Jiang Yunlan.

At this time, Jiang Yunlan was naturally paying attention to Qin Futian.

Jiang Yunlan was also slightly moved.

Every time I see Qin Futian, Qin Futian will bring her a different feeling.

In the past, Jiang Yunlan was unwilling to admit that Qin Futian was outstanding.

That's because of a rebellious mentality.

Her father Jiang Zhenshan arranged for her engagement with Qin Futian, but Jiang Yunlan was actually very resistant.

Originally, she had no malice towards Qin Futian.

Even Qin Futian's appearance and appearance are almost without any pickiness.

In addition, Qin Futian's talent and his strength have always been the best among the young people in Yuncang City.

So at the beginning, there was no resentment towards Qin Futian and Jiang Yunlan.

On the contrary, he even felt a little curious.

However, since he and Qin Futian were forced to engage in marriage, Jiang Yunlan has become increasingly disgusted with Qin Futian.

In fact, isn’t this Jiang Yunlan competing with him?

Jiang Yunlan is competing with her. She has always wanted to prove that she is no worse than Qin Futian!

But……

The facts and consequences were repeated, but they were whipping hard on her face again and again.

This time, when Jiang Yunlan saw Qin Futian again, she felt a complicated feeling in her heart.

This kind of emotion is hard to explain or explain. Even Jiang Yunlan himself doesn’t know what is going on.

But soon, Jiang Yunlan's face became cold.

Jiang Yunlan held her breath in her heart, she wanted to prove herself!

Only by using the sword in your hand to cut Qin Futian's head can you prove yourself!

At this time, Duanmu Han, who was standing next to Jiang Yunlan, just caught all the changes in Jiang Yunlan's eyes in his eyes.

"Jiang Yunlan, do you have feelings for Qin Futian?"

Duanmu Han frowned slightly.

He wasn't sure if his guess was true.

But the look of Jiang Yunlan looking at Qin Futian just now made Duanmu Han feel very uncomfortable.

Jiang Yunlan is the woman he likes.

Even if he likes hundreds of women, so what?

But he will never tolerate the woman he likes, and he will have some concern for others.

What's more, there was a complicated entanglement between Jiang Yunlan and Qin Futian.

"You are Qin Futian?"

Duanmu Han blocked Qin Futian's face.

He raised his head slightly and looked down on Qin Futian. His breath was released and he suppressed Qin Futian.

Qin Futian's eyes were slightly slanted.

Originally, he didn't even look at Duanmu Han, as for Jiang Yunlan?

Qin Futian also did not take a look at him.

To him, Jiang Yunlan is no different from an ant.

But at this time, the young man standing next to Jiang Yunlan blocked Qin Futian.

Qin Futian narrowed his eyes slightly and did not speak, but the meaning was very obvious.

"You're crazy, very good, I like it!"

Duanmu Han looked at Qin Futian with a smile: "I have seen many arrogant young people like you, but in the end, they all died in my hands, or fell to my feet...

... "

Duanmu Han showed a playful smile on his face, as if he wanted to see how Qin Futian would deal with it next.

However, Qin Futian only glanced at him and said indifferently: "So what?"

"Um?"

Duanmu Han couldn't help but look stagnant about Qin Futian's neither salty nor light attitude.

He took the initiative to provoke, thinking that Qin Futian would inevitably respond fiercely.

But he didn't expect that the other party was so calm, which made Duanmu Han feel like he was hitting the cotton with one punch.

In addition, there is...

Duanmu Han discovered that Qin Futian looked at him with a hint of indifference.

Yes, it's just indifference.

It was as if he ignored Duanmu Han's existence.

This made Duanmu Han even more unhappy.

After all, I am the prince of the Duanmu family. What is this Qin Futian?

Just a barbarian.

Why do you show off your character in front of Duanmu Han?

"Do you know who I am?"

Duanmu sneered and asked Qin Futian.

"Who are you? Does it have anything to do with me?" Qin Futian asked coldly.

"this……"

Qin Futian's answer once again made Duanmu Han speechless.

Why doesn't this guy play according to common sense?

"Of course it has something to do with you. Qin Futian, my name is Duanmu Han. Do you believe it or not? Can I decide your life and death in just one word?" Duanmu Han said again.

Qin Futian's eyes finally looked at Qi Duan Mu Han.

“So…what do you want to do?”

Qin Futian's voice revealed an invisible murderous intent.

Who is Duanmu Han? It naturally has nothing to do with Qin Futian.

Anyway, in his eyes, he was just an ant.

But if Duanmu Han really wanted to have the idea of ​​killing Qin Futian, then Qin Futian naturally wouldn't mind killing this ant.
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