Chapter 927: So, He's Dead!
cpa300_4(); Looking at those shallow eyes and pale face, I only felt that the autumn wind seemed to be mixed with the breath of ice and snow, which made my whole body shiver.
Then the emaciated man walked up the steps slowly, his steps slow, but steady with each step, and though he still held a handkerchief in his pale hand, covered his mouth and coughed softly, his steps were firmer and more steady than ever.
Like, the ambition is bound to win!
When he walked in front of us, Xue Qian's face was already as pale as his, and he looked at him with wide eyes in disbelief: "Yan Qinghan?!"
Standing in front of us is the pale face, dressed in white, even every emaciated fingertip is tightly wrapped in white bandages, the whole person is like an ice sculpture, the original escort of the spiritual ashes of Zhengjue to the West Mountain, the son of the Yan family - Yan Qinghan!
Now, he's in front of us again!
I only felt that my breathing was short, but fortunately I didn't lose my breath immediately, but Xue Qian was obviously in a mess, she strode in front of Yan Qinghan with the dragon staff, looked at the carriage under the long steps, and then looked at his smiling eyes, frowned and said: "Shouldn't you worship your father's spiritual seat in Xishan, what are you doing back now, you-" She paused for a moment, and suddenly thought of something: "It's you?!"
Yan Qinghan was still smiling: "Auntie, it's been a day." β
Xue Qian didn't seem to believe his guess, and looked at him with wide eyes: "It's you?!"
"Why is Auntie so surprised?"
"You, why are you doing this?!"
"It's not why, ahem-" He said as he lowered his head and covered his mouth with a handkerchief and coughed lightly twice, then raised his head, his pale cheeks were dyed a little sickly red because of the cough, but it made his light eyes shine amazingly, and he smiled calmly: "I just want to see if the head of the Yan family is qualified to be the head of the family." β
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"But now it seemsβthat's it. β
He slowly walked in front of Yan Qingchen, looked down at the head of the Yan family who had been sitting in a wheelchair, silent, and said slowly: "It's so disappointing to me." β
"Yan-light-Han!" Xue Qian gritted his teeth and shouted his name word by word, his eyes were almost bloodshot and red: "You are so bold, I have already asked you to take your father's spiritual seat back to Yan's house to worship, and also let your father's spiritual position enter the temple, what do you still want? Do you want to rebel?"
"Rebellion?"
Yan Qinghan raised her slender and delicate eyebrows, and looked at her with an interesting smile: "Auntie, don't you think it's ridiculous to say these two words?"
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"Auntie, you seem to have forgotten, my surname is Yan. β
Xue Qian, who was a "foreigner", was stunned by this sentence, her face was red and white, and she didn't know how to deal with it for a while, but Yan Qingchen on the side said lightly: "So what?"
Yan Qinghan turned his head to look at him.
"Your surname is indeed Yan," Yan Qingchen looked at him lightly: "So, what do you want?"
I saw Yan Qinghan's pale and emaciated cheeks showing traces of gritting his teeth, but the words he said were still calm and smiling, but they made everyone shiver.
"So, I'm going to get back what belongs to me. β
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When he finished saying this, there was almost a momentary void in the entire happy hall.
All the people did not speak, even their breathing and heartbeat were completely still, and a gust of wind blew into the happy hall where the gate was open, blowing the gorgeous red satin under the eaves to hunt and fly, and it was even more silent at this moment, and even with a trace of blood.
I heard someone behind me sigh softly.
There was no time to turn back, and there was no chance to turn back, in this almost suffocating emptiness and silence, the guards who were originally around Xitang had obviously sensed that something was wrong, and they all hurriedly pulled out their swords and unsheathed, and put on a vigilant formation to shrink to the center of Xitang, but just as they pulled out their knives, suddenly, behind Xitang, there was a heart-rending scream from afar.
It was not a person's scream, but a manyman's howl almost at the same time, the sound seemed to be far away, because it was separated by layers of walls, but it was very close, because it was in Yan's house!
It is the inner house of the Yan family after the happy hall!
All the people in the hall froze.
No one moved, but everyone could hear it clearly, the terrible cry penetrated through the walls and almost resounded through the sky, we couldn't see anything, but we seemed to have clearly seen the blade of the sword piercing into the flesh, the blood sprayed out, staining the walls and the eaves red, and the vivid lives turned into cold and stiff corpses in an instant, falling in the middle of those red satins.
I subconsciously clenched my fists, only to feel cold sweat in my palms.
The screams slowly subsided in our tight breathing......
And I don't dare to imagine what kind of miserable situation the Yan family's inner house is now, only to see those guards with swords in hand, they can neither rush over to save people, nor can they do anything here, they can only bear that qiΔ stubbornly, and the faces of several people are as pale as blood loss.
When they turned their heads to look at Yan Qinghan again, their eyes seemed to be looking at a demon who had come out of the depths of hell!
Because, no one would have thought that he would start from the Yan family's house!
The place where he was expelled since he was a child, the Yan family's inner house that couldn't even step into the threshold, even if the Yan family's guards would beware of someone making trouble today, they could only think of the protection in the happy hall, but they never imagined that someone would start killing people from the Yan family's inner house!
Finally, the screams stopped completely.
The entire inner house of the Yan family exudes a dead air like a tomb.
And then, the smell of blood with a bad smell slowly diffused, almost immediately surrounding the entire wedding hall, and the red satin flying here and the burning wedding candles seemed to have become another form of blood.
Everyone understands that this wedding hall is surrounded.
At this moment, Xue Qian couldn't suppress his anger at all, and he was about to wave it at Yan Qinghan with the dragon staff, and scolded angrily in his mouth: "You unscrupulous descendant!"
Seeing that her dragon cane is vigorous, compared to the three canes that beat me in front of the public, if it really hits Yan Qinghan, I am afraid that this sick and weak person will die violently if he can't even hold on to a breath. I hurriedly took a few steps forward, grabbed her waist and stopped her: "Old lady, stop!"
"You get out of the way for me, get out of the way!" she struggled desperately and scolded angrily: "I want to kill this unfilial son!"
She waved the dragon staff, almost brushed past Yan Qinghan's side several times, I could only use my best strength to stop her, Yan Qingchen watched from the side, and glanced at a few maids, who were already so frightened that they couldn't do it, but they still hurriedly stepped forward and helped me stop Xue Qian.
She was panting, her face was white, Yan Qinghan was also pale, compared to her anger, she was calm and indifferent, just covered her mouth and nose with a handkerchief, and coughed lightly twice.
Finally, those maids comforted Xue Qian, and then I stood up straight out of breath, turned my head to look at Yan Qinghan, and my eyes were quenched with ice.
He looked at me with a smile: "Light, you don't seem surprised at all. β
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"You already know. β
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Xue Qian was stunned for a moment, and immediately looked at me in shock: "What did he say?"
I was silent for a long time, and then said softly, "I'm not as powerful as you say. β
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"Although, I should have known sooner, after allβ" I walked up to him, looked at his slightly red cheeks, and said word by word, "from the beginning, you have already told me the answer. β
"Oh?" he raised an eyebrow with interest, "When will I sue you?"
"On the official road, outside the gazebo. β
As soon as these words came out, Liu Qinghan and Wen Fengxi, who were standing on the side, were obviously startled, and looked at me in disbelief.
I said calmly: "At that time, you used this carriage to pick me up, and besides, you asked your subordinates to sue me that it was 'Xichuan Yan Gongzi' who came to pick me up. β
A smile almost overflowed from the corners of his slightly curved eyes.
"Actually, you can use the name of any person I trust, the An family, the Tang family, the Tie family, any one, it makes me less wary than this 'Xichuan Yan Gongzi', but you just told the truth. β
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"Because, you have been ordained. β
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"You can't speak, so you use the identity of 'Xichuan Yan Gongzi' to pick me up, because you are originally Xichuan's Yan Gongzi. β
There was still a faint smile on his face, but there was a little cold light in the smile lines in his eyes.
"Actually, I know how much you hate the Yan family in your heart, and you probably hate the Yan family for giving you a qiΔ, but at this point, you have never violated the precepts you received at the beginning, I think it's because you want to live, right?
He paused for a moment, as if he was still a little resistant to what I had just said, but his eyes flickered for a long time, but he never opened his mouth to refute me, but smiled coldly: "Hate?"
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"Why do you say I hate?"
"Until then, of course, it's all just speculation. But now, you've proven it yourself. β
As I spoke, my eyes gradually became fierce, looking into his eyes like a blade, and he seemed to be a little unable to bear the cool breeze passing through the hall at this moment, so he took a step back slightly, covered his mouth with a handkerchief and coughed twice.
Immediately, one of his men came over from outside the door and gently closed the outermost door.
With two long and hoarse whistles, Xitang slowly fell into an almost dim light, and his smile became cold and hideous in such a dark environment.
He laughed, "No wonder my father advised me not to mess around." β
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"Because you went back to Xichuan, he sued me, I may not be able to count you. β
When his smile slowly floated, a chill like ice slowly floated on my face, and I looked at him coldly: "It's a pity that you didn't listen to the second uncle." β
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"Not only did you not listen to him, but you still had to keep going. β
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"So, you are worried that he will become an obstacle to you, because the second uncle cultivates Buddhism and will not allow his son to be evil. β
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"You're worried he'll sue me about your qiΔ. β
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"So, he's dead!"