Liu Xueyan's eyes were dim with tears, and she looked into the distance. Her heart was empty, and a faint sadness that could not be expressed surged out from the bottom of her heart. It was not very painful, but it was endless.
"Stop crying!"
Ling Feng came over and comforted him. Liu Xueyan was eavesdropping outside the door, but she couldn't hide it from his powerful mental induction, so she chased him out.
Liu Xueyan wiped away her tears, turned around, and hummed: "Whoever is crying, I want you to take care of it!"
"I believe you are not crying! Because crying is the right of the weak! If you want to get something or protect something, then practice your sword with all your heart! As long as you have invincible martial arts, even the moon in the sky is not impossible.
possible!"
Ling Feng said with a serious expression. Although he didn't quite believe that the arrogant Liu Xueyan would like him, he didn't dare to ask, so he could only find a way to change the subject.
Liu Xueyan thought about it and swore secretly that when she defeated this hateful guy in martial arts, she would beat him to pieces to see if he was still brave! So she drew her sword out of its sheath and said: "You bet on it.
That makes sense, let’s practice swordplay!”
…
At night, the main hall of the Qingjiao Gang, the gang leader's study room.
Ling Feng cupped his fists and said: "Ling Feng joins the gang leader!"
Ren Qingyao smiled slightly and said: "Brother Ling, there is no need to be polite, sit down! Do you have something important to do when you come to me so late?"
Ling Feng nodded and said, "I came here specifically to say goodbye to the gang leader!"
Ren Qingyao said: "Brother Ling, why is this? If there is anything, I can ask someone to help you handle it!"
Ling Feng fumbled with his chin for a moment, then pulled off a thin leather mask, revealing the face of a young man.
Before Ling Feng could speak, Ren Qingyao smiled and said: "You don't have to speak, I know what you want to say. Who doesn't have secrets in this world, and how many people don't live with another face? Since you take off this mask
, that shows that you sincerely regard me, Ren Qingyao, as your brother. Since we are brothers, don’t say anything else!"
Ling Feng immediately smiled bitterly, and Ren Qingyao blocked all the words he had prepared in his heart. He was silent for a moment and said: "My sword will always be stained with blood, and I will have many enemies in the future. I don't want to implicate the brothers in the gang!
"
Ren Qingyao said with a serious look: "As long as all those who die under your sword are worthy of death, no matter how many enemies there are, I, Ren Qingyao, will not be afraid! If you continue to say nonsense about leaving, you are looking down on me!"
Ling Feng smiled bitterly, but he could no longer speak. At this time, he finally understood why the atmosphere in this gang was so peaceful and there was no sign of internal fighting. Perhaps it was because of Ren Qingyao's personality charm.
Ren Qingyao patted him on the shoulder and said with a smile: "Let's go have a drink!"
…
Late at night, Qiao Mansion.
In the side room, there was a middle-aged man lying on the bed. He had a rosy complexion but his eyes were closed tightly. He had not woken up. It was Qiao Zhenye. At this time, most of his soul had been annihilated by the Canglang Sword Intent, and the remaining remnant soul was gone.
After losing consciousness, he is already in a vegetative state!
Sitting next to him was a graceful and beautiful woman about thirty years old, who kept staring at him with a frown on her face. Although she was not his first wife, the relationship between them was very good. Now that something like this happened, on the one hand, she was concerned. On the other hand, she was concerned.
On the one hand, she is worried that if Qiao Zhenye wakes up, she will have no children and her status in the family will not be maintained.
A maid in a red skirt looked a little unbearable and said, "Madam, you'd better go and rest! I'll just watch from here."
The beautiful woman shook her head and said, "Cuihong, go get me a quilt. I'll stay here tonight."
"Okay, ma'am!"
After Cuihong finished speaking, she turned around and opened the door.
At this moment, a masked man in black with only his eyes and mouth exposed appeared and gently knocked the maid down.
The beautiful woman also had martial arts skills. When she heard the noise, she left and turned around to take a look.
The figure of the man in black flashed and pointed at the woman's chest. The latter immediately fell to the ground and passed out.
He walked to the bedside and saw the long knife hanging on the bedside, and his eyes suddenly showed a look of joy.
The man in black pulled out a long sword, and the sword blade bloomed with crystal brilliance. It was the wave-cutting knife. The corners of his mouth were slightly curved, and he walked to Qiao Zhenye's bed. His fingers were bent, and a black aura emerged from the palm of his hand, spinning rapidly, like a bottomless sword.
Hell vortex.
The blood-colored aura in Qiao Zhenye's body was continuously sucked away by the black vortex, and the blood on his face gradually faded, turning a little pale.
After a while, Qiao Zhenye had completely lost his breath, and his body was like a mummy that had died of dehydration.
However, the aura of the man in black increased greatly. Although Qiao Zhenye's consciousness was wiped out, the strong cultivation level in his body did not dissipate. After being swallowed by him with some kind of magical secret method, his natural power increased greatly.
At this time, the man in black looked at the plump body of the beautiful woman who fell next to him, and a greedy and lustful look suddenly appeared in his eyes. He pushed Qiao Zhenye's body off the bed, carried her on the bed, and gently untied her
Got clothes.
…
In the early morning of the next day, the sky was slightly bright, and we were at the entrance of the Qingjiao Gang's main hall.
Dozens of sword hall guards dressed in cyan uniforms drew their swords out of their sheaths, looking alert.
Outside the gate, hundreds of officers and soldiers armed with steel swords surrounded the guards. In the distance, there were dozens of officers and soldiers armed with strong bows, pointing their fully drawn strong bows at them.
After a while, Xiao Jianfeng walked out, pulled out his red sword, and said coldly: "If you don't want to die, get out of here as soon as possible!"
At this time, the officers and soldiers separated, and the county guard Zhou Yulang and his staff Wu Tianliang walked slowly. Next to them was a man in a yellow shirt wearing a military uniform. This man looked to be in his thirties, with a short beard, and was quite handsome.
His eyes were gleaming coldly, and he didn't look like a good person at first glance.
Xiao Jianfeng said coldly: "I wonder what major case our Qingjiao Gang has committed, and the county governor sent so many officers and soldiers here?"
Zhou Yulang said calmly: "Qiao Duizheng, tell them why!"
The man in the yellow shirt suddenly said coldly: "I have to ask Elder Ling of your gang! He sneaked into my house last night, used evil methods to kill my brother, raped my sister-in-law, and took away the family's magic weapon Duanlang
Knife. Fortunately, the Skynet was restored, and before my sister-in-law died, she wrote his name on the palm of her hand with blood."
Xiao Jianfeng sneered: "If you were the real murderer, would you not be able to kill a woman and give her the opportunity to leave this information? Besides, Brother Ling's sword has always been fatal with one strike! This low-grade frame-up method also wants to deceive
us!"
Wu Tianliang immediately shouted: "Xiao Jianfeng, the evidence is solid, how can it be false? Call Ling Yun out quickly, so as not to implicate your Qingjiao Gang!"
At this time, a yellow-faced young man in a blue shirt walked out slowly and said with a smile: "I'm out, how are you doing?"
Wu Tianliang immediately shouted: "Don't take action yet!"
A group of officers and soldiers immediately rushed over. Xiao Jianfeng swiped his long sword, and a red sword energy was drawn out. All the steel knives in their hands were broken into two pieces.
The officers and soldiers in the front row were immediately frightened and did not dare to go any further.
Zhou Yulang's face turned cold, and a red hot breath condensed in his palm. His five fingers turned red, like a red iron hand. His figure flashed and he quickly grabbed Xiao Jianfeng.
Xiao Jianfeng's expression suddenly changed drastically. This is the Zhou family's secret skill, the red iron hand, which can melt gold and turn iron. It is invulnerable and anyone who hits it will be reduced to coke! Judging from Zhou Yulang's posture, he has already mastered this martial art.
At this moment, a ray of blue light shot out from the courtyard, and a fist with green scales touched the red iron hand.
There was a bang, and the majestic air waves of green and red colors stirred up, blowing everyone's clothes and hair, and many people were unable to stand steadily.
Only Zhou Yulang and Ren Qingyao in the field were still competing in their skills, and the green and red auras continued to spread.