Just as Qin Yu was about to step out the door, a weak and unstable voice came from behind him.
A cold smile suddenly appeared at the corner of Qin Yu's mouth. He turned around and saw the woman standing in the courtyard with a haggard expression, her face was so pale that there was no blood, and she was extremely weak.
Xinyan, who seemed strong, was actually on the verge of collapse due to the torment and pain in her heart.
When the eldest prince threatened Lin Yun, he completely defeated him.
The rose has lost its color, but its grace remains the same, but it is like duckweed falling leaves, crumbling.
All the gloominess on Qin Yu's face disappeared, and he smiled softly: "Very good, we will get married in ten days, and I will give you a dream-like grand wedding. After the wedding, your Ye family members will return to their original surnames and will no longer be slaves.
As for your little junior brother, I can also assure you that no one can touch even a hair on his head."
Xinyan's face was pale, she bit her lip tightly, stared at the other person, gritted her teeth and said, "Qin Yu, I have never seen a more despicable person in this world than you. I really want to kill you with one sword!"
Her words were colder than the cold wind in winter, and the killing intent in her eyes came from the deepest part of her soul and blood, unforgettable!
Qin Yu's face remained unchanged and he said calmly: "It's all your father's fault. He is the commander-in-chief of the Empire's Shence Battalion, but he has betrayed the country and collaborated with the enemy. If it weren't for the protection of Jiange, you and your brother would have died long ago."
"Treason and collaboration with the enemy?"
Xinyan sneered, and a flash of sarcasm flashed in her eyes. She just felt that it was extremely ironic and had no intention of arguing.
She didn't understand the grudges back then, but she has figured it out over the years.
My father's death was because he was from Jiange, and was jealous of the Emperor of Qin. The charges were nothing more than groundless...
"Get ready. Ten days later, I want this wedding to be known to everyone in the Qin Empire."
It was a little more difficult than expected, but the goal was finally achieved.
Qin Yu turned around and left with a smile on his face.
The moment he pushed the door open, he happened to see Li Wuyou and Mo Cheng being stopped by Bai Lixuan.
Behind the two of them, there were many members of Luojia Mountain, all of whom looked very unkind when their eyes fell on him.
"Asshole, what on earth did you say to senior sister!"
Seeing him appear, Li Wuyou couldn't hold it any longer and rushed towards him with rage.
"Be honest!"
But before he got close, Bai Lixuan looked cold and raised his hand to strike.
The scabbard in his hand hit Li Wuyou hard on the chest with thunderous speed, causing him to vomit blood.
"I told you before not to wander in. Even a hundred of you, a piece of trash like you, won't be enough in front of me."
Bai Lixuan's eyes flashed with disdain, and he said with an indifferent expression.
"hateful!"
Seeing that Li Wuyou was about to sacrifice his martial spirit and fight Bai Lixuan desperately, Mo Cheng stopped him behind him.
"Your Highness, you are not welcome in Luojia Mountain. Please don't come again in the future!"
Mo Cheng looked at Qin Yu and said word by word.
He didn't know what the other party actually told Xinyan, he only knew that the other party came twice.
Every time she left, the senior sister, who was already immersed in sadness, looked worse, looked haggard, and rarely smiled.
"Don't worry, I won't come here again. In ten days, Xinyan will marry into the prince's palace and won't live in Lingxiao Sword Pavilion for a long time."
Qin Yu looked indifferent and said lightly.
boom!
But the words were like a bolt from the blue, exploding in the minds of everyone in Luojia Mountain.
Although, there have been rumors circulating for a long time.
However, Luo Jia and others did not take it too seriously. According to the temperament of the senior sister, she would not marry Qin Yu.
She also doesn't like the wealth and honor of the royal family.
What's more, senior brother Xin Jue passed away not long ago, so it's even more impossible.
Even Bai Lixuan, who was standing in front of him, was slightly startled. He didn't expect Xinyan to really agree.
"You lied!"
"impossible!"
After waking up, everyone's expressions changed drastically and they started asking questions.
Li Wuyou even roared angrily: "Get out of the way, I want to see Senior Sister Xinyan, and I want to know exactly what tricks you, bastard, are playing."
"Feel sorry."
Qin Yu said calmly: "Nominally speaking, Xinyan is already my fiancée. Her mood has not calmed down yet. I'm afraid it will be inconvenient for her to see people. Please don't disturb my prince's fiancée."
"Shit, I want to see Senior Sister Xinyan!"
Li Wuyou cursed loudly and rushed towards the courtyard door.
Qin Yu stood with his hands behind his back, a cold murderous intention flashed deep in his eyes, but he did not take action.
Bang!
Someone was one step ahead of him and blocked Li Wuyou, it was Bai Lixuan.
No one saw clearly how he made his move. With just one palm, Li Wuyou flew away. The power of the Holy Body quietly spread out, and he said in a cold voice: "What do you want to do? What the eldest prince said is not clear yet. Now Xinyan
She is His Highness’s fiancée, but she is not your senior sister. You can see her whenever you want?”
The power of this palm is so terrifying that it is completely impossible to see how it was carried out.
The aura on his body is even more frightening, and the pressure of the ninth level of Xuanwu makes people feel fearful.
"Worry-free."
Seeing Wuyou about to land, a figure rushed forward and caught him.
It is Chen Xuanjun, a disciple of Tianbang. Apart from Lin Yun, he has the highest strength in Luojia Mountain.
After returning from the Demon Lotus Secret Realm, he was ready to be promoted to the tenth level of Xuanwu at any time. Half a month ago, he was finally promoted successfully.
Chen Xuanjun glanced at Bai Lixuan's injuries, his face darkened, and he said coldly: "Bai Lixuan, you are also a member of the sword pavilion, don't you need to be so harsh?"
Bai Lixuan looked indifferent and did not give Chen Xuanjun much face. He said calmly: "Is it serious? If he is allowed to act recklessly, hurts His Highness, and damages the relationship between Jiange and the royal family, he will not be able to bear the consequences even if he dies a hundred times."
"Bullshit, Bai Lixuan, you rip-off bitch, does Jiange have any status in your heart?"
Li Wuyou coughed a few times and spit out a few mouthfuls of blood again.
"Senior Brother Chen, what I said is correct. This piece of trash can still dance wildly while protecting his eyes, which shows that my attack was indeed a bit gentle."
Bai Lixuan had a cold face, and while speaking, he walked forward step by step.
From the look on his face, he seemed not ready to give up.
"That's enough. Bai Lixuan, do you still want to take action?"
Chen Xuanjun suddenly became furious and shouted coldly.
"You dare to stop me?"
Seeing him blocking Li Wuyou, Bai Lixuan snorted coldly: "Did you stop him?"
Clang!
After the voice fell, he drew his sword out of its sheath, and along with the sonorous sword chant, a flash of sword light suddenly appeared.
clang!
In the midst of lightning and flint, Chen Xuanjun took action to block the sword light. A loud sound erupted, and the surging sword intent and surging true energy suddenly swayed in the air.
Chen Xuanjun groaned and took three steps back. His right hand holding the sword was slightly numb.
The power of a sword vividly demonstrated Bai Lixuan's domineering and tyrannical power.
"Do you really think that you can scare me because you are a Tianbang disciple? Chen Xuanjun, if I give you the face to call you senior brother, if I don't give you the face, what's the difference between you and a dog in my eyes?"
The majestic sword intent bloomed on Bai Lixuan's body, like a bright sun, dazzling the eyes and making people dare not look at it for a long time.
"stop."
Seeing that the turmoil was getting worse, the courtyard door suddenly opened, and Xinyan appeared in front of everyone with a bloodless face.
"Sister!"
Suddenly, many eyes from Luojia Mountain disciples,
At the same time, it fell on Xinyan.
"Bai Lixuan, from Luojia Mountain, it's not your turn to teach me a lesson!"
Xinyan's eyes fell on Bai Lixuan, her eyes cold.
"You should thank me. If His Highness really takes action, will this kid still be alive?"
Bai Lixuan's expression remained unchanged as he sheathed his sword.
Qin Yu raised his eyelids slightly, glanced at Xin Yan, and said softly: "We don't have much time to prepare for the wedding. I'll leave first."
The rest of Bai Lixuan stood side by side and left straight away.
After the two of them walked away, the atmosphere seemed very dull. Mo Cheng said, "Senior sister, did you really agree to marry him?"
Xinyan closed her eyes and nodded silently.
Everyone in Luojia Mountain suddenly looked gloomy, unable to understand.
"Go to Elder Luo and tell him that I want to see Protector Mei."
When Xinyan opened her eyes, her expression had returned to calm, but her eyes had no color.
Chen Xuanjun sighed heavily in his heart, feeling as if something was stuck in his heart. There must be a hidden secret in this matter.
Nine days later.
After thinking about it on the cliff, Protector Mei appeared in front of Lin Yun with a sword box and a storage bag.
"You're welcome and safe."
Protector Mei looked calm and could not see many clues.
Lin Yun glanced at the sword box and storage bag, feeling surprised and thought to himself, "Is something wrong?"
"It's a good thing for you. Han Yang, the 11th-ranked thief on the empire's thief list, appears in Louyuan County. If you can kill him, the power of Zhuangjian Pavilion will eliminate the need to imprison him in Siguo Cliff."
Protector Mei expressed his intention.
Thief Han Yang?
Lin Yun frowned slightly. He had heard of this name before. Disciples and deacons from various major sects had records of their deaths at his hands. He was a prolific murderer, committed numerous serious crimes, and had disappeared for many years.
The most important thing is that this person reached the tenth level of Xuanwu many years ago, and now he may have been promoted to the Purple Mansion.
No matter how bad it is, it's still half a step to Zifu's cultivation level.
Lin Yun said softly: "The sect really thinks highly of me, allowing a sinner of the eighth level of Xuanwu to bear such a heavy responsibility."
Protector Mei did not comment, and said: "Dozens of disciples from our Jiangge died tragically at his hands. His methods were very cruel, and we have a blood feud with Jiange. If you can kill this person, I can immediately let you regain your freedom. Seven
The sword-wielding elder would not object."
Lin Yun was silent, this sudden task caught him off guard.
Although he had already guessed that the sect would not really lock him up for two years, it still made him feel a little puzzled.
There was a hint of suspicion in his eyes, and he looked at Protector Mei.
But there was no clue on the other party's face.
"If you don't want to, I won't force it. In about forty days, the Dragon Gate Competition will begin. If you miss this opportunity, you will have to wait for another three years."
Protector Mei was calm and waited for Lin Yun's answer.
Are there only forty days left?
Time passed so quickly, Lin Yun sighed in his heart, the Dragon Gate Competition was coming after all.
With a glance, his eyes fell on the sword box. Looking at the familiar patterns on the ancient sword box, Lin Yun felt a little strange.
"I promise you! Before the Dragon Gate Competition, I will return to the sect with the head of the thief Han Yang."
Lin Yun no longer hesitated and responded in a deep voice: "But before I leave the sect, I want to meet my senior sister."
These days, he has been in a daze and uneasy, always feeling that something is going to happen.
"Xinyan doesn't want to see you. This is what she said to me personally."
Protector Mei said with no expression on her face.