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As the chief disciple of the Mohist Guild giant Du Fuwei, Yan Sishui has learned all about Du Fuwei's true inheritance, and has indeed performed very well in martial arts. As Ye Qian said, Yan Sishui's psychology is abnormal, but...
This abnormality made her not have too many distracting thoughts like ordinary people, so she could concentrate on martial arts, which is why she has achieved such achievements today.
In the Mohist's Guild, Yan Sishui is regarded as the top master of the younger generation. Although Ye Qian has a good chance, after all, his training time is still short, so he is not Yan Sishui's opponent at all. However, Ye Qian did not fully exert himself.
If the true power of the energy hidden in the body is fully unleashed, the destructive power of this energy is very terrifying. Even Ye Zhengran, the number one master of the Ye family who has defeated countless masters in the world, cannot control this energy.
Jin, it shows how powerful this energy is. If it is fully exerted, Ye Qian will definitely become one of the top masters in the world.
Seeing that Yan Sishui really had murderous intentions, Huangfu Qingtian couldn't sit idly by. He gave Ye Qian an angry look, secretly scolded the boy for not blocking his words, then took a few steps forward and stood in front of Ye Qian, looking at
Zhu Yan Sishui said: "Ye Qian is my friend, give me some face, let's forget about today's matter."
When Yan Sishui joined the Mohists' Guild, Mingmo's disciples and Anmo's disciples had already parted ways, but Yan Sishui still knew about Huangfu Qingtian. He turned to look at him, Yan Sishui's expression kept changing twice, and said
: "Are you planning to interfere in this matter?"
"He is my friend, so naturally I can't let him get into trouble under my nose. I don't care about any conflicts or grudges between you. Today, I just hope that this can be put aside for the time being.
We are under the emperor's feet, and I don't want anything to happen." Huangfu Qingtian said.
"Do you have to protect him?" Yan Sishui said, "Senior Huangfu, you have to make it clear that if you protect him, you will be the enemy of the Mohist Guild. You Mingmo disciples no longer interfere in the Jianghu.
Regarding the matter, I don’t think Senior Huangfu wants to provoke a fight between Ming Mo and An Mo again, right?"
Hearing Yan Sishui's words, Mo Long trembled all over and stood up with a cry, his eyes full of murderous intent. The rebellion of An Mo's disciples led to the split of the Mo's guild, and Mo Long's family members also
After all of them died in that battle, Mo Long's hatred for An Mo was very strong. But Huangfu Qingtian and Ye Qian had been suppressing his anger and letting him endure it as much as possible, otherwise
If so, he would have rushed to the Mo Zhe Guild. Now, seeing An Mo's disciples, Mo Long could no longer hide his hatred and burst out instantly.
Yan Sishui also clearly felt that there was a murderous intention rushing towards her, and she couldn't help but turned her head curiously. After seeing Mo Long, Yan Sishui's expression was slightly stunned. However, she did not have any fear, just a slight smile at the corner of her mouth.
A disdainful smile appeared, and it was obvious that she didn't take Mo Long seriously at all.
Seeing such a situation, Huangfu Qingtian was shocked. If Yan Sishui knew Mo Long's identity, he would definitely inform Du Fuwei. Then Mo Long would be in great danger. If this was the case, Huangfu Qingtian would have to
Killing Yan Sishui, but this will not solve any problem at all. With the power of the Mohists' Guild, it is impossible not to know that Yan Sishui died in his own hands. When the time comes, Du Fuwei will be furious and use all his dark ink.
The disciples came to take revenge. By then, Mo Long would still be unable to escape unscathed.
He hurriedly winked at Mo Long, and then Huangfu Qingtian looked at Yan Sishui and said: "Although my disciples of Ming Mo have withdrawn from the Mohists' Guild, it doesn't mean that my disciples of Ming Mo are really afraid of you secretly.
Mo. I have decided what will happen today. Who is right and who is wrong? I believe you know better than me, right? Go back and tell your master that I, a disciple of Ming Mo, do not want to start a fight between Ming Mo and An Mo again, but if you secretly
If Mo insists on doing this, I know Mo’s disciples will not be afraid."
He had just fought against Ye Qian. Although Yan Sishui was not injured, his arms were a little numb due to Ye Qian's Tai Chi vortex energy. What's more, Huangfu Qingtian was still here, and Yan Sishui really didn't dare to do anything too much.
It's too much. No matter how high her martial arts skills are, she can't escape unscathed when surrounded by so many people. Moreover, if Du Fuwei knows that it is her who provokes the fight between An Mo and Ming Mo again, he will definitely be cruel.
scolded her.
Although the civil strife in the Mohist Guild ended with An Mo's disciples winning, Du Fuwei knew very well in his heart that Ming Mo's disciples were not really defeated, but they just didn't want to continue fighting like this and end up hurting both sides.
It's just the result. If Mingmo disciples and Anmo disciples fight again now, it's really unpredictable who will win and who will lose. This is why Anmo's disciples knew Huangfu Qingtian's existence but did not deal with him, because they
I am also afraid that the struggle between Ming Mo and Dark Mo will start again.
"Okay, I will bring this sentence to my master." Yan Sishui said. Then he turned to look at Ye Qian and said: "Ye Qian, you can't always have someone by your side to protect you. We will still
See you again."
Ye Qian rolled his eyes helplessly and said, "When we meet next time, I will return the slap today to you."
Yan Sishui smiled faintly, turned around and left the hotel without saying anything.
After watching Yan Sishui leave, Huangfu Qingtian turned to look at Ye Qian and said, "You kid, you speak without blocking or blocking. Do you know that you almost got into trouble? If I hadn't been here just now, she would have
I'll kill you. Hey, that's it, I'm afraid your life will not be easy in the future, and I guess it won't be a good life either. It seems that our plan will be accelerated."
Plan, what plan? Of course it is a plan to help Molong regain the power of the Mohist Guild.
Ye Qian curled his lips slightly and said: "How do I know? By the way, old man, you know the Mohist's Guild so well, you should know why Yan Sishui became like this, right? Why do you hate men so much?"
"This matter is a long story. Go and sit down first, and I will talk about it slowly." Huangfu Qingtian said.
When he got to his seat and sat down, Mo Long's expression was still filled with uncontrollable anger. Apparently, seeing Yan Sishui just now, his hatred was once again aroused. Looking at Mo Long, Ye Qian said: "You also saw it just now.
, I am not her opponent at all. If you fight her, you will only die. For the sake of the overall situation, we have to be patient for the time being, you know?"
Mo Long was a very patient person, but he just couldn't hold back when faced with this kind of revenge. Of course, he was also aware of the gap between himself and Yan Sishui. He nodded slightly, and took a deep breath.
He sighed, suppressed his emotions, and sat down.
Turning to look at the young man next to Mo Long, Ye Qian rolled his eyes helplessly and said: "Good boy, I really didn't expect that you are related to this old man. Why did you come to Kyoto too?
Is there any news about that boy Lin Fan?"
That young man was none other than Qisha Lin Feng, the leader of Qisha who is famous in the killer world and is called the overlord of the killer world. Lin Feng nodded slightly and said: "There is some news that he has come to Kyoto, so I
I rushed over to take a look, but there were no clues, so I asked Director Huangfu to help me find out."
After a pause, Lin Feng continued: "By the way, who was that kid just now? His kung fu is very good, even you are no match for him."
"Boy?" Ye Qian smiled helplessly and said, "She is an innocent girl, not a boy. There is something wrong with your vision."
Lin Feng and Mo Long couldn't help but froze for a moment. They were obviously a little surprised. Even if they were killed, they would not be able to connect Yan Sishui with the woman. However, if they carefully recalled Yan Sishui's words, actions and figure just now, they did still have some girly qualities.
The buttocks, especially the buttocks, are obviously not men’s buttocks.
"Tell me, old man, why did Yan Sishui become like this?" Ye Qian asked as he turned to look at Huangfu Qingtian.
"Actually, she is also a poor child." Huangfu Qingtian sighed and said, "When she was a child, she often saw her father beating her mother, beating her mother half to death every time. Then her mother hugged her
She told her to speak ill of her father, scolded him for not being a human being, and told her that she must see men clearly when she grows up. Day after day, year after year, nothing changed. As long as her father was in a bad mood, he would be there at any time.
She would beat her and her mother. Finally one day, her mother was beaten to death by her father. That night, while her father was sleeping, she hacked her father to death with a kitchen knife.
, and cut off her father's head. Later, she was accepted as a disciple by Du Fuwei, but she hated men very much from then on, which also caused her psychological distortion. In her heart, maybe this
Her master, Du Fuwei, is the only good man in the world. So, when you meet her in the future, be sure not to provoke her. If she goes crazy, no one can control her. In fact, she is also a victim of tragedy.
That’s all, hey!”
Ye Qian was slightly stunned. He did not expect that Yan Sishui still had this past. However, being able to kill his father with his own hands and cut off his head showed how cruel this woman was. After a pause, Ye Qian continued
Asked: "How old was she in that year?"
"Eight years old!" Huangfu Qingtian replied.
Ye Qian couldn't help but gasped. An eight-year-old child could kill an adult, and he was also his biological father. This woman's heart was really cold. However, from another perspective,