Chapter 70: Dai Xiaer Blossoms Fall, Qiqige Shows off Her Power
"Qing'er, why are you here?" Wen Yi asked.
"Big brother is the worst. After running away for so many years, he still won't go see Qing'er." Li Qing'er said with tears in her eyes. She looked no different from the pitiful little girl back then, which made Wen Yi feel sad.
Quite uncomfortable.
Back then, when Li Qing'er left his grandfather, he had this expression on his face. No matter how hard you practice, it's not easy to have a relative.
"Haha! Brother, I've just taken on a big job. I originally decided to come find you after the job is over. Let's go and meet your sister-in-law with brother." Wen Yi quickly changed the subject.
"Sister-in-law? Are you beautiful? Are you prettier than Qing'er?" Li Qing'er asked curiously. This woman, even if she is a monk, still cares most about her appearance.
"How is that possible? My little Qing'er is the most beautiful, haha!" Wen Yi said, touching Li Qing'er's head affectionately.
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"Tie Han!" Outside the Lingshi Mine, Tie Han stood alone, "Where is Xia'er?" Wen Yi seemed to realize that something had happened.
"Last year, the Meilang family also participated in the border war of the empire. Later, news came from the Meilang family that Dai Xiaer was killed in the melee between the two sides." Tie Han said coldly.
Wen Yi almost fell off the dragon horse, and his wife died after not seeing him for two years? Why? Does the huge Meilang family have to ask her to fight?
Dai Xia'er, the woman who never left her as a little samurai, the first woman who walked into his life, the woman who truly made him feel at home... died like this? Why?
Will it?
His mother Yufen died. Perhaps, from the bottom of his heart, after all, the woman who cared for him in every possible way was the mother of his predecessor Wen Yi. However, Dai Xiaer was the emotional woman that he cherished the most.
Wen Yi came into this world by himself, and his mother and wife left him one after another. What else did he have?
"Haha..." Wen Yi laughed miserably, Rank! You bastard, you must be the one who caused the trouble, the Meilang family... so what? How dare you, a small martial artist, dare to compete with a Martial Saint?
The Meilang family goes to war?
Since his cultivation, Wen Yi, who has always been cautious, has faced the Delei family who killed his mother and the Meilang family who may have killed his wife Dai Xiaer. His personal power is so small in the face of powerful families.
Wen Yi cried helplessly, but the flowers fell away, and his beloved wife Xia'er passed away.
"The martial arts guards at the Lingshi Mine have been changed. I can only wait for you here." Tie Han is still so indifferent. The conflict between Rank and Dai Xiaer has not been told to Tie Han yet, and he doesn't know why.
Tie Han only knew that Wen Yi was refining alchemy in seclusion, and he could only wait here stupidly for Wen Yi to come back. The new martial artist from the Meilang family kicked him out with a very unfriendly attitude.
"Dai Xia'er's parents also passed away one after another due to grief." Tie Han simply stated everything he knew.
"Let's go." Wen Yi said mechanically.
What kind of death of grief? Dai Xiaer's parents are just two mortals like ants. They can come up with a lot of excuses, Rank! You are ruthless enough, you can kill without even a head, and you won't even spare a mortal. Hey.
...Wasn’t my mother Yufen also a mortal back then? Fairness will not treat the weak kindly. How can there be any fairness in this world?
Wen Yi didn't know if the Meilang family would pursue him. After all, he and Tie Han were just two casual cultivators who assisted Dai Xia'er. Now the main target has been killed by them...
It's still the same road, Wen Yi's memory is not very good, but this time with the spirit boat, the speed is much faster, Rank! The Meilang family! I, Wen Yi, will definitely come back, and now I have to endure it until I don't
The time when patience is needed again is when your Meilang family completely disappears from this world.
Tiehan remained expressionless and silently drove the spirit boat.
When Longma Tianyu kept neighing, the spirit boat driven by Tiehan changed its direction again and again. It turned out that people were constantly surrounding him. Fortunately, as Longma Tianyu advanced to the second level monster, his vision and senses became more and more intense.
Strong, he escaped several encirclements in time.
Rank! Do you still want to eliminate the roots?
Wen Yi no longer needs to see who it is, and he no longer needs to guess. He is just a small martial artist. There is no family in the imperial capital that he can fight against at the moment. Even if he knows it is Ranke, what can he do?
Behind him is a powerful Martial Saint, but he himself is still very small.
The sky is vast and the spirit boat is fast. Although there seem to be many martial artists surrounding him, the 2,500-mile spirit boat still has an advantage. This is thanks to Li Qing'er. There are more people on the spirit boat.
Individuals took turns driving the spirit boat to ensure the three people's escape speed.
Wen Yi didn't know what happened. Even though the Meilang family had plotted against Dai Xia'er, in order to deal with him as a casual cultivator, hundreds of martial artists were mobilized. This battle seemed a bit excessive, and it was possible to mobilize so many martial artists, wasn't it?
What a family martial arts elder can do, this requires the family's council of elders or a martial saint to do.
Why? Why do they mobilize forces like this? Obviously, this is illogical? A martial saint spends so much energy to deal with a martial artist of his own? As for that?
"Haha! You must be that Wen Yi. You are really good at running. Even so many people can't stop you." A voice that seemed to be smiling but not smiling came from a graceful middle-aged man in white on the top of the mountain.
is already clearly visible.
It’s over! It’s less than 10,000 meters away, and Longma Tianyu, who has extremely strong vision and senses, still hasn’t reacted. Obviously, the opponent’s consciousness is much higher than that of his group. It seems that there is only one possibility - Martial Saint!
Wen Yi no longer had to run. No matter how fast the spirit boat was, it couldn't be faster than the flying sword of the Martial Saint. With the huge difference in rank, someone might surpass him in an instant.
"Before I die, can I know why you are chasing me?" Facing the impending death, Wen Yi calmed down, "In other words, can I die with a better understanding?"
Wen Yi guessed that this guy was probably Rank's grandfather who had just advanced to become a Martial Saint.
"I am Tianyu's grandfather. If I kill my grandson, Dai Xiaer deserves to die. Do you think you deserve to live? Haha!" Although the elegant Wu Sheng's tone was still calm, there was a hint of coldness.
"Your grandson is dead, what does it have to do with me?" Wen Yi asked deliberately pretending to be confused. After all, no one else knew that Dai Xia'er was living with him, not to mention that Dai Xia'er's killing of Tian Yu was also very secretive.
, even the Meilang family has never suspected it. What evidence do you, old man, have?
"Boy, my grandson Tianyu is incompetent at all. That generation of Xia'er is obviously not a virgin. If it weren't for you adulterers and adulterers who killed my grandson, who else could it be?" Although Comrade Wu Sheng's tone is still so calm, Wen Yi
I already understand that if someone wants some damn evidence, suspicion is enough to kill you.
"Oh, senior is a master, just let me die. Can they leave?" It seems that they have made up their mind. Xia'er is his wife, so let's die. Tie Qian, Qing'er is innocent.
of.
"Wen Yi, don't you think it would be more appropriate for a few more people to bury my grandson Tianyu with him? Haha..." The middle-aged man in white's laughter became a little wild and full of hostility this time.
"I've hurt you all." Wen Yi was at his wits' end. In the face of strong strength, there was no reason to argue.
"I should have died a long time ago." Tie Han didn't seem to have any consciousness before death, but he was calmer than Wen Yi.
"Brother, I have seen many martial saints, but I have never seen one so arrogant. Just look at me." Li Qing'er actually laughed at this time.
"Qing'er, silly boy, you came to me at this time." Wen Yi touched Li Qing'er's head with pity.
"Brother, how will you know if you don't try it? Martial Saint is amazing?" Li Qing'er stood up and waved her left hand, a huge talisman grew bigger and bigger. The sky became more and more violent, and in an instant, a huge spiritual energy black pattern appeared
The tiger pounced on the middle-aged man in white.
"Not bad! It's just a pity that such a good talisman is such a waste." The middle-aged man in white took out a long sword. At a distance of three thousand meters, the long sword collided with the aura black striped tiger controlled by Li Qing'er, which was earth-shattering.
loud noise.
Wen Yi gave up completely. The attack range of this martial saint was thirty times that of his own, and his energy was many times greater than his own. In short, he didn't even have a chance to take action. He really had no other choice but to wait for death.
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When Li Qing'er uses the magic talisman to fight, he also needs to continuously inject spiritual power into the magic talisman. Looking at the other half of the magic talisman in Li Qing'er's hand, Wen Yi knew that once Li Qing'er left a certain distance, this magic talisman and the aura of the black-striped tiger in the sky would
If contact is lost, the spiritual energy of the Black Striped Tiger will lose its command and dissipate between heaven and earth.
Could it be that he would abandon Li Qing'er and run for his life? Haha! Wen Yi is not so shameless yet.
Although the aura black-striped tiger controlled by Li Qing'er can still withstand the long sword of the middle-aged man in white, Wen Yi knows that it is useless. It is estimated that the aura black-striped tiger will dissipate in less than ten minutes. After all, the energy of the spiritual talisman is also limited.
of.
Master Mei Yu could give such a terrifying talisman to Li Qing'er, which shows how much Master Mei Yu loves Li Qing'er. This is a holy talisman.
Li Qing'er glanced at Wen Yi with difficulty. What she wanted to say, but seeing the smile on Wen Yi's face, she knew that it was all in vain. Well, let's die together. The charming Li Qing'er exposed what she should be here.
The last bright smile in the world.
"Hmph! A mere 3,000 Martial Saint dares to disturb this uncle's rest. If you don't get out of here, you won't be able to leave." A deep voice rang in the sky, and powerful spiritual energy fluctuated. Even Wen Yi felt unusually depressed.
Li Qing'er, a cold and fierce person, and even the white-clothed martial saint across from him were shocked. The voice came unexpectedly and unexpectedly. The problem was that the spiritual pressure was too high. Even the white-clothed martial saint had a look of panic on his face, and he retracted his long sword.
, Yujian flew away like lightning. There was really no hesitation at all. The Martial Saint was great, but he cherished his own life even more.
Li Qing'er looked astonished because she did not input spiritual power into the talisman, so the aura of the black-striped tiger in the sky immediately dissipated.