"Half a year ago, you have been spying on me secretly?" Han Yi's eyes turned cold.
"It's not spying, it's just protection."
"Who asked you to do this?"
"In the Han family, the only person who can give me orders is the head of the family."
"Han Mofeng, huh, asking you to protect me is ridiculous. Where were you when Han Zhen attacked me? Where were you when I was punched and kicked in the past three years?"
"The master of the house has ordered that I cannot take action unless your life is in danger."
"Life is in danger, life is in danger." Anger rose in Han Yi's mind. The child named Han Yi is dead, but you are here telling me about life in danger, "Fuck you, life is in danger.
"Han Yi roared.
He burst into flames in an instant, and a phantom on the spot moved as if it were real. The spiritual light rising from his body gathered and refused to disperse. He also took a step forward and turned into a phantom that swept towards Zhou Chanfeng.
Han Yi had been practicing the Glimpse of Light technique for more than half a year without making any progress, and he suddenly made a breakthrough at this moment.
Zhou Chanfeng was shocked. He could actually create a clone. What kind of movement technique was this? But before he had time to think, Han Yi's sword edge was already approaching his throat. He flew back, and another Han Yi passed by and approached Xu Qingyu.
.
"Han Yi, I beg you, let Qing Yu live." Zhou Chanfeng stopped and let Han Yi's sword point press towards his throat, "If you want to kill, then kill me."
"I never said I would kill her. She took away the most important thing to me, and I will also take away the most important thing to her." As soon as Han Yi finished speaking, a message came from the other side.
Xu Qingyu's screams were mixed with great pain.
Zhou Chanfeng turned his head and saw Xu Qingyu raising her hands to cover her face. There were several sword marks on her face, which were ferocious and terrifying. Blood was flowing from between her fingers, bright red and dazzling.
Han Yi withdrew the Fire Flame Sword and turned around to walk to the other side of the courtyard. The Yan Yun Guards brought by Han Zhu had been killed and wounded, and only a few were still fighting.
Being able to persist for a quarter of an hour under the siege of several powerful spiritual masters shows that these Yan Yun Guards are indeed extraordinary, and Han Zhu must have put a lot of effort into them.
As for Han Zhu, he was trapped in a battle formation formed by Xu Hu and other four early-stage spiritual master monks, unable to escape. Such a concentrated confrontation almost exhausted his energy. His face was almost pale, and the man holding the sword was almost exhausted.
The hands were shaking a little.
"Zhou Chanfeng, right? Although you did not participate in this family mutiny, you knew about it and did not report it. According to the rules of the Han family, you should be executed, but I will not kill you."
Han Yi's voice came from far away. He didn't look back as he spoke, but walked straight to the battlefield on the other side.
"I am no longer a member of the Han family. After this incident, I will leave Tianhai City and may never come back again. No one else will know about your affairs, and I hope no one will know about my affairs.
Know."
"If you want to make a deal with me, you can. I originally planned to take Xu Qingyu away and imprison her for the rest of her life, making her look at her ruined face every day. But now, I have changed my mind. You can take her away from Tianhai City.
In exchange, you have to keep my affairs in your belly. Let the rest of the Han family think that I have died by the assassin's sword."
Zhou Chanfeng hugged Xu Qingyu, who had fallen into coma, and nodded.
"Okay, I accept this deal."
Phew, Han Yi moved his feet, turning into two shadows and cutting into the battle formation, with the sword pointed directly at Han Zhu's throat.
"Han Yi, haha, you came just in time." Han Zhu laughed, "Go to hell."
He suddenly rushed towards Han Yi's sword without hesitation. Han Yi frowned, and the sword deflected and stabbed into his shoulder. Han Zhu held the sword against the sword and stabbed Han Yi's chest with the sword in his hand.
Han Yi didn't move, Han Zhu showed an ecstatic smile, and stabbed Han Yi in the chest with a sword. The sword did not penetrate the chest as expected. The sword was blocked by Han Yi's body, as if it had been stabbed.
Like a stainless steel shield, it made a loud noise and then broke instantly.
The expression on Han Zhu's face was completely frozen. How is this possible? How is this possible? The sword in his hand is a spiritual weapon. How can someone in this world have a body that can withstand the attack of a spiritual weapon?
"You are surprised." Han Yi looked at him and smiled, "A few days ago, this sword might have really hurt me, but now my physical defense can't be broken even by low-level spiritual weapons."
"What kind of body refining techniques have you practiced?" Han Zhu's eyes widened.
"You don't need to know this, you just need to know that I come back to kill you."
After Han Yi finished speaking, his body shook, and the broken sword in Han Zhu's hand was suddenly shaken by the huge force and flew out. His spiritual power was almost exhausted, and his attack on Han Yi was just driven by hatred.
Fight for your life.
The four Xu Hus who originally besieged Han Zhu stopped moving. The men in green robes on the other side sped up. In just a few breaths, the remaining Yan Yun guards were killed on the spot. They walked back and stood with their backs to Han Yi.
They formed a line and were alert to Zhou Chanfeng in the distance.
Han Yi held the sword and pushed forward. He pressed Han Zhu's shoulder with one hand, made him kneel on one knee, and then leaned close to his ear.
"Where are Han Si and the others? Where did you keep them?"
"It turns out those four losers really have something to do with you." Han Zhu endured the severe pain from his shoulders. The flame breath escaping from the Fire Sword burned his flesh and blood, and sweat kept rolling down his forehead.
, "I really have to thank you. If you didn't tell me, I really wouldn't know. Since they have something to do with you, I can't tell you. I can't kill you, at least I can trap them to death."
"If you even kill the family members, you are not worthy of being the elder of the Han family." Han Yi said coldly, "Don't think that I can't know if you don't tell me."
Han Yi let him go and made a hand seal with his left hand. A wave of evil energy rose into the sky, and then quickly condensed into the shape of a huge snake. The giant snake looked up to the sky and roared, wandering in the air and landed in front of Han Yi, lowering its head.
"Search for souls."
He shouted lowly, and the giant snake immediately pounced on Han Zhu, entangled Han Zhu with its body, and stared at Han Zhu's eyes with its blood-red vertical pupils. After a moment, the giant snake bit Han Zhu's head, and countless black mist fell from it.
Han Zhu's eyes, nose, ears and mouth were drilled into it.
Han Zhu's face was twisted, and his throat was rolling but not a single sound came out. His mind was filled with the hissing of snakes, and the terrifying darkness was overwhelming.
After only holding on for a moment, Han Zhu's sea of consciousness was completely shattered and was swallowed up by the evil spirit of the Red Viper. The Red Viper spat out the gray-faced Han Zhu. His pupils were dilated, and his expression could not be seen. He was actually already
dead.
The red viper returned to Han Yi and lowered his head. Han Yi raised his hand and pressed it on its forehead, closing his eyes to check the information. Han Zhu's memory flashed through his mind, and he completely passed by those figures.
Find the information you want.
After a while, Han Yi opened his eyes and patted the Red Viper on the head. The Red Viper collapsed and turned into countless black mist that merged into his body.
He turned around and looked at Xu Hu giving orders.
"Xu Hu, take them away in a moment. After you go out, go to Tingcao Pavilion, and take the two of you to the forest in the western suburbs outside the city to wait for me."
"Yes, Master."
"Zhou Chanfeng, you go out of the city with them. I won't bother you wherever you go after leaving the city."
After Han Yi finished speaking, he said in his heart.
"Jiufang, please lift the space blockade."
An invisible wave surged out of his body, the surrounding space swayed slightly, and the sound of wind came, mixed with the crisp sound of those bronze wind chimes.
"Let's go." he said.
The people in green robes swept through the courtyard and quietly sneaked in the direction they came from. With their speed, they could leave the Han family's mansion in just a few cups of tea.
Zhou Chanfeng hugged Xu Qingyu and left behind the people in green robes.
"Your father, he actually loves you very much." His voice came from far away, a little distant.
Han Yi looked at his back, with those words echoing in his ears, and the figure and face of a man suddenly appeared in front of his eyes, strange and familiar at the same time.
"Maybe, but the child he loved is dead." Han Yi murmured in a low voice, "And he will never know."
...
To the northwest of the Han family, in another exquisitely and elegantly decorated courtyard, Han Yi climbed over the wall and entered, stood in a shadow and looked around, then walked straight to a main room in the middle of the courtyard.
He pushed the door open carefully and entered. The candlelight in the hall danced in the small lantern. Han Yi walked through the main hall, left through the side door, and entered the backyard.
There were lush flowers and plants in the backyard, and a path paved with bluestones led to three attic-style rooms. Han Yi took a look and walked towards the one in the middle. After passing through the small garden, Han Yi opened the unlit main door of the attic.
, step into it.
There are three large bookshelves on the first floor of the attic. The bookshelves are filled with all kinds of ancient books. A desk lies directly in front of the bookshelves on the wall.
Han Yi walked to a bookshelf and squatted down. There was a bronze incense burner in the corner of the bookshelf, which was not very noticeable. He stretched out his hand to hold the incense burner and twisted it hard. The incense burner rotated slightly and made a clicking sound.
The desk next to it moved with a clicking sound, and the floor slid open to reveal a hole. The stone steps under the hole extended into the bottomless darkness.
Han Yi walked down the stairs, and the desk slowly slid back, covering the entrance. He went all the way down, and about half a quarter of an hour later, some firelight appeared at the end of the stairs. Looking from a distance, two people wearing blue suits
The man stood guard under the firelight, wearing a long knife at his waist.
"Yanyunwei."
Han Yi's body flashed, turning into two shadows and appearing in front of the guard. Huh, the air shook slightly, and the phantom fingertips separated from the floating light condensed the spiritual sword light, slicing the throat of a guard. The guard covered his throat,
Without making a sound, he could only look at Han Yi with wide eyes, an expression of disbelief on his face.
The other guard fell into Han Yi's hands, and he used a little force to break the guard's neck.