He felt dissatisfied for Qin Shuang, and at the same time, he felt sad for himself. All the injustices Qin Shuang suffered were not what Han Sanqian suffered?
These self-proclaimed people always look aloof, with arrogance and prejudice, looking at everyone and everything with contempt and subjectivity.
In their eyes, right and wrong in the world are just thoughts and considerations.
"Yes, we are indeed not worthy." Sanyong nodded heavily: "As the leader, I don't know right from wrong. As an elder, I am stubborn and stubborn. In both public and private matters, I am virtuous and unworthy of my position. Three thousand
, I have only one request.”
"Please take good care of Qin Shuang. She always believes in you and supports you no matter what. She is not wrong. As for us, as you said, we should be responsible for our own actions."
Lin Mengxi also nodded heavily: "Qin Shuang is simple by nature. She only believes in you. I hope you can take good care of her."
After saying that, Lin Mengxi and Sanyong looked at each other and made up their minds.
"No." Qin Shuang suddenly raised his head and looked at Han Sanqian with tears in his eyes: "Sanqian, I beg you, okay? Really, I beg you, as long as you can, you let me do what you want.
Even horses can do it.”
"You..." Seeing Qin Shuang like this, Han Sanqian felt very unhappy.
"Three thousand..." Qin Shuang shouted again sadly.
Han Sanqian really felt that his scalp was numb. These people in the Wushu Sect were not worthy of his mercy at all. He had given them too many opportunities, but not only did they not cherish them, they intensified their efforts and became more and more excessive.
Therefore, according to Han Sanqian's character, this group of people are not qualified to have new opportunities.
But the problem is, he really doesn't want to see Qin Shuang cry so heartbroken. Sometimes, Han Sanqian is a person who protects his shortcomings, let alone Su Yingxia and Han Nian, his two close relatives, even those he regards as relatives and friends
people.
"Okay, but I still have that request. It's okay for me to intervene in the affairs of the Void Sect, but Lin Mengxi must be handed over to me." Han Sanqian said coldly.
This is his only bottom line.
"Can I ask you, why do you insist that we hand over...hand over my mother?" Qin Shuang nodded and asked tentatively.
"Because of Zhu Ying." Han Sanqian said coldly.
That was the master's last wish. Since she sacrificed her life to save herself, as a disciple, it was natural for her to help her accomplish what she originally wanted to accomplish.
"I think you won't forget Ciyun Cave." Han Sanqian turned around and looked at him, extremely cold.
When she heard Zhu Ying and then Ciyun Cave, Lin Mengxi was stunned for a moment, then smiled bitterly.
How could she forget?!
"It turns out that you asked the Void Sect to hand me over because of Zhu Ying." Lin Mengxi smiled bitterly.
"When I was besieged by your Void Sect and my life was hanging by a thread, it was she who saved me with her life. She also taught me Kung Fu, both in public and private matters. She was my teacher for one day and my father for life.
Master, so I want to fulfill her last wish." Han Sanqian said coldly.
Lin Mengxi nodded: "No wonder you were able to come out safely from Ciyun Cave, let alone that she would use her life to save yours. You are right, since she gave her life to you
, it is only natural that you avenge her."
After Lin Mengxi finished speaking, she stopped arguing and walked gently to Han Sanqian. Then, she handed her sword into Han Sanqian's hand and closed her eyes slightly: "Come on."
Qin Shuang looked at Han Sanqian pitifully. Although she knew that her demands for Han Sanqian were obviously too much, but she could not help but watch her mother die in front of her.
"Since Zhu Ying can exchange her life for yours, can I exchange my life for hers?" Qin Shuang asked softly.
"No." Han Sanqian said firmly.
"Shuang'er, don't mess around." Lin Mengxi glanced at Qin Shuang coldly: "This is our previous generation's business and has nothing to do with you."
After saying that, Lin Mengxi closed her eyes and raised her neck.
"Okay!" Han Sanqian grabbed the sword in his hand: "Then use your blood to pay tribute to my master's spirit in heaven."
As soon as he finished speaking, Han Sanqian stabbed Lin Mengxi's throat with the long sword in his hand.
"stop!"
Poof!!!
The sword rises and seals the throat, and blood flows everywhere!
However, when Han Sanqian looked back, he couldn't help but be shocked.
The sword is dripping with blood!
Blood spurts on the ground.
However, the person holding her neck was not Lin Mengxi, but...
Qin Qingfeng.
When he shouted to stop, Han Sanqian turned around subconsciously, but the sword did not retract. He only felt a black shadow passing by, but the sword in his hand was cut almost at the same time!
"Master?" Han Sanqian was stunned.
What he never expected was that this dark shadow would turn out to be Qin Qingfeng.
What was even more unexpected was that he would actually stand in front of Lin Mengxi.
The speed was so fast, it was almost like lightning in an instant. Even for Han Sanqian, Qin Qingfeng's speed was unexpectedly fast, so much so that Han Sanqian didn't react at all.
But isn’t this guy already close to a useless person?!
Qin Qingfeng covered the wound in his throat with his hand, but blood continued to flow out through his fingers. His hands were soon covered with blood. He hurriedly squeezed out a smile and said to Han Sanqian: "Three thousand."
Han Sanqian looked at him in disbelief. He...he just wanted to avenge Zhu Ying. He never thought of hurting anyone, let alone that Qin Qingfeng would suddenly appear.
"Hey, am I pretty fast? Is Lian Po still good at this?" Qin Qingfeng seemed to feel Han Sanqian's shock and annoyance, and said to Han Sanqian with a smile.
Looking at Qin Qingfeng's situation, Qin Shuang panicked, and Lin Mengxi was also stunned.
"Why... why are you here?" Han Sanqian asked with a frown.
"When I heard... when I heard something happened to the Void Sect, I... I rushed back without stopping, but I was old and useless, and I almost couldn't catch up." Qin Qingfeng said miserably.
A forced smile.
"But you...but why are you standing in front of her!" Han Sanqian yelled in confusion and anger. He was angry at himself.
Bang!
The sword was thrown to the ground by Han Sanqian. Han Sanqian shook his head desperately, his eyes full of regret and self-blame.
It shouldn't be like this! Even if he didn't do it unintentionally, Qin Qingfeng is still his master. What's the difference between what he did and killing his master?
"Three thousand, pick up the sword." Qin Qingfeng smiled bitterly, but his body was about to collapse because he could not support it. Fortunately, Lin Mengxi quickly supported her, and she knelt down slightly, holding Qin Qingfeng
His head rested on his lap.
"At this time, Qin Qingfeng could only breathe out, not in, and his lips became pale and weak. Lin Mengxi hurriedly tried to wrap the wound with a gauze, but as soon as the gauze was put on, it was completely soaked with blood.
"Three thousand, come here, I have something to tell you!"
