Chapter Seventy-One: Hypocritical Arrogance
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After a long time, Qin Tianyi was still holding the long sword, standing awkwardly and nervously. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
He never imagined that Qin Hao's kid would rashly make a move in front of King Qin's mansion for the sake of a little beggar.
This almost ruined Qin Tianyi's plan, a plan that had been planned for more than ten years and prepared for more than ten years.
Fortunately, he came prepared today. With a little thought in his heart, even if he instigated his true qi, he made a brazen move.
The azure blue thunder spirit power agitated the robe, and Qin Tianyi's black hair fluttered with the wind, as powerful and domineering as a thunder god.
Both hands instantly pinched out countless obscure spells, and the spiritual power of heaven and earth exploded into his palm, converging into a thunderball the size of his head, and after a short period of momentum, it slammed into Qin Hao's chest.
In an instant, the thunder was blazing, and the blazing white light suddenly filled people's field of vision.
When people opened their eyes again, they saw Qin Hao's figure like a kite with a broken string, hitting the wooden pillar next to the pharmacy.
The pillar snapped in two, and the eaves creaked a few times, suddenly mixing Qin Hao tightly and burying him in the ruins.
Twisted his neck, making a few crunch sounds. Qin Tianyi walked to the ruins and opened his mouth, revealing a row of cold teeth.
He smiled evilly and said, "Only a person with a noble status and a head and face like Ben Shao can be called a hero." You are just a brave man, and you have a good time, and then you have three feet of blood, and you can only end up with a full house of beheadings, which is really pitiful and ridiculous. ā
In people's impressions, Qin Tianyi is an arrogant, unreasonable, elegant and clever bastard scum. No one guessed exactly what he was going to do, so it wouldn't be surprising to do anything.
In the crowd, the only one who didn't feel strange was Qin Shuang.
From beginning to end, she only glanced at Qin Tianyi, and then took out the unconscious Qin Hao from the ruins, wiped his dirty cheeks for him, tore off the outermost layer of clothes scorched by lightning, and wrapped them in bandages.
Perhaps someone with a careful heart will find that Qin Hao did not have any scars on his chest, but he was wrapped tightly as if he was wrapped in zongzi. However, they didn't think too much about it, so they focused on Qin Tianyi's body again.
Just now, the little girl was strangled by the rope. Now, Qin Tianyi was carrying the collar and walked to the middle-aged Taoist on the chariot, and said with a twitching smile, "After wasting such a lot of effort, you just want to catch this little kid?" ā
With that, he raised his arm and motioned for the unconscious little girl to be handed over.
After a storm, the brain circuits of middle-aged Taoists were a little unable to keep up. He was the one who saved the girl, and now he wants to give the girl away, what is the idea in his heart?
Without thinking, the middle-aged man subconsciously stretched out his hand to take the girl, and said politely, "Thank you, Your Excellency......"
Halfway through the sentence, it came to an abrupt end. Because what Qin Tianyi handed over was not a little girl, but his right hand.
Holding the hand of the middle-aged Taoist, the corners of Qin Tianyi's mouth rose, and an evil smile flowed out, and his arm suddenly exerted force!
The middle-aged Taoist was like a big hammer, and he swung it violently towards the corner of the steps on the side, rumbling a few times, smashing the ground with smoke and dust, blood flowers, and screaming again and again.
It's really gratifying to smash it like this. Although everyone did not applaud one after another, they were also secretly happy in their hearts.
After about a few breaths, the surrounding soldiers surrounded Qin Tianyi as if they had just woken up from a big dream, pointed the ghost head machete in their hands at his neck, and said angrily, "What are you doing, let the adults go!" ā
Qin Tianyi simply picked up the middle-aged Taoist covered in blood, with a gentle smile on his face, and said jokingly: "If you let me go, I will put it down, then I will be very faceless." ā
"You ......" the sergeant major dared not speak angrily, because he recognized the identity of the young man in front of him. If this person is injured, I am afraid that my group of people will not be able to get out of Luoyang City. Eventually, he put down the machete in his hand, sighed, and bowed his head, "What do you want?" ā
"I want to hit someone." Qin Tianyi replied with a smile.
After that, he casually threw the half-dead middle-aged man on the chariot, casually pushed away the soldiers who blocked the adult wall, threw the little girl into the sedan chair casually, and sat on the sedan pole by himself, with a smile on his face, looking around at the crowd.
"A group of big men, bullying little girls on the street, I can't get used to it, I want to beat it!"
"Someone wants to rob my hero, I'm not happy, I want to fight!"
"In addition, the little girl was born well, I will take it back to the house to raise, if anyone dares to stop it, I still have to fight!" (Xiao Wu's little friend Yuechen's novel, the goddess of the city is in the city, join the big family, everyone goes to cheer)
Qin Tianyi sat at the head of the sedan chair, nibbling on an old cucumber that had just come from the stall in his mouth, unscrupulous, and even waved his hand at everyone a little arrogantly, and the sedan chair disappeared at the corner of the street.
The moment he disappeared from everyone's field of vision, Qin Tianyi dodged into the sedan chair. The evil smile on his face just now, and the arrogant momentum dissipated, and he was even a little out of breath and pale.
"Young Master, do you really want to take this little guy into the palace?" The little maid sitting next to her held the little girl in her arms and asked suspiciously.
"What else can I do?" Qin Tianyi sighed and said helplessly, "Qin Hao is a dead eye, if I hadn't arrived in time to save the little girl, he would have to recruit all the royal soldiers in the city before he would give up." ā
"The young master really thought it through." The little maid smiled sweetly and said happily, "After what happened just now, I will lead all the wind momentum to you, and ensure the safety of Qin Hao and the others." Kill two birds with one stone, don't you? ā
Qin Tianyi closed his eyes tiredly, half-lying on the gorgeous chair, and muttered, "More than ten years have passed, and I am too tired. Whether you succeed or fail, it's time to take a good rest......"
"How can you fail!" Hearing this, the little maid became a little angry. She pouted, stomped her feet cutely, and said angrily, "I want to continue to live and live a long life." So, how can you fail? ā
"yes, I can't fail." Qin Tianyi narrowed his eyes, thought for a while, straightened up again, and said with a burning gaze, "I won't fail!" ā
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With this incident as a foreshadowing, Qin Hao and the others really didn't encounter any trouble. Later, the soldiers carried the half-dead middle-aged Taoist and withdrew from the street.
The weather in late autumn is as unpredictable as the height of summer. That night, it poured again, and the rain washed the heavens and the earth, washing the dirty old mud and new blood into the flowing Eight Hundred Liluo River.
With the help of an oil lamp in the night, Qin Hao and Qin Shuang got together to study a densely written letter.
The origin of this letter has to start with Qin Tianyi's blow......
After feeling the majestic thunderball condensed by Qin Tianyi, Qin Hao's face turned from solemn to puzzled. Because Qin Tianyi's method can hide it from others, but he can't hide it from him.
Simply compressing the thunder spirit power into a ball and then urging it out cannot exert half a point of attack power, just like making fireworks out of gunpowder, which can only burst out of light and heat.
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