*Chapter 008: Great Accountability within the Flowing Cloud Sect
After Fan Qingyun, who was originally restless in the hall, heard Xu Lang's shout, the haze on his face was swept away, and he hurriedly walked out with his feet raised, leaving only Fan Xueyi and the eldest princess Jian Jing in the hall kneeling and standing with two hateful, vicious and resentful glances.
When Fan Xueyi and the others came to the gate of the Liuyun Sect, Xu Lang and Fan Qingyun just crossed the threshold and walked out from the inside.
Fan Qingyun kept shouting: "Lan Xi, Lan Xi." "Lan Xi has been taking people out for so long, Fan Qingyun is really worried.
When he went out, he saw Lan Xi standing in the crowd at a glance. Fan Qingyun walked straight to Lan Xi, shook her hand and said, "But you're back, have you found Xueyi?"
Lan Xi broke free of Fan Qingyun's hand with a somewhat embarrassed expression, and turned his head to look at Fan Xueyi.
Such a small action fell into Fan Xueyi's eyes, her eyes lit up, and she was very puzzled, why was Lan Xi so unnatural when facing Fan Qingyun?
Fan Qingyun followed Lan Xi's gaze, and the moment he saw Fan Xueyi, his originally happy expression turned into shock.
With a hideous face and a cold gaze, he didn't look like the stupid Fan Xueyi before, Fan Qingyun called out tentatively: "Xueyi?"
Fan Qingyun, who is fifty-three years old, is still in good spirits, and his body is also very handsome, and he is shrewd and capable, but because of this, his eyes that are full of essence at all times will make Fan Xueyi feel uncomfortable.
She didn't pay attention to Fan Qingyun directly, but raised her eyes and glanced at Lan Xi, Lan Xi nodded at her and said, "Xue Yi, this is the Sect Master of the Liuyun Sect, your father." ”
Fan Xueyi's brows furrowed even deeper, since Lan Xi said that the man in front of her was her father, why did she add a sentence in front of the milk, "This is the Sect Master of the Liuyun Sect" and said it so bluntly and politely?
Although there were more and more doubts in her heart, she still called out to Fan Qingyun very obediently, "Dad." ”
Accustomed to Xue Yi's stupidity, after hearing Fan Xue Yi's crisp cry, Fan Qingyun couldn't help but reveal some doubts.
Fan Qingyun turned his head to look at Lan Xi, Lan Xi nodded at him, and said, "Xue Yi was besieged by wolves in the mountains before, and she was frightened, but she didn't expect to scare this stupid problem again. ”
Again?
Fan Xueyi very sensitively grasped the word "again" in Lan Xi's words, could it be that she was stupid before because she was frightened? That's why she said "again"!
The extremely wary Fan Xueyi carefully observed everything around her, among these people, except for Lan Xi, who was definitely trustworthy, she was not sure about the others.
After confirming the safety of Lan Xi and Xue Yi, Fan Qingyun's eyes finally fell on Dong Han and them, and when he saw Dong Han's bare arms bandaged through his clothes, his face immediately darkened by three points.
And when Fan Qingyun's gaze fell on the dried corpse carried by his disciples, his whole face was black and he could already release a thunderstorm.
Fan Qingyun threw his arm hard and took his hand behind him, and his majesty was fully revealed, and he turned sideways and roared angrily towards the village: "Fan Ziyi!"
Fan Xueyi raised her hand and touched the left side of her face that was wrinkled by blood loss, when Fan Qingyun saw her just now, she didn't show half surprise because of her face, but was more concerned about whether she had returned to normal, but he was really angry when he saw Dong Han's broken arm and the dead Liuyun Sect disciple.
What a strange "dad".
The sound broke through the air and carried Fan Qingyun's anger everywhere, because the sound carried spiritual power, full of strength, very deafening.
Fan Ziyi, who was kneeling in the hall, couldn't help but tremble, she had teased that fool many times before, but her father was so angry, it was the first time she had seen her.
Fan Ziyi, who has been held in the palm of her hand since she was a child, has not received half of her grievances, when she encounters this kind of thing, her ability to bear it is far less than that of ordinary people, and she is much more fragile than ordinary people, and the tears that she finally stopped welled up from her eyes again, and she looked up at her mother, the eldest princess of Cangyun Kingdom, Jian Jing, full of begging. I hope she can protect herself from her father's punishment.
The eldest princess, who has always been very protective of calves, saw that her precious daughter was scared like this, and she couldn't help but be angry, and she slapped the case with a blue face.
"What? Is that fool dead? You yelled at Ziyi so loudly. ”
The eldest princess Jian Jing has been very favored by the emperor since she was a child, which has also developed her arrogant character of not being afraid of heaven and earth, even if twenty years have passed, this character has not changed half a point.
She walked out of the hall and stood in front of the hall staring domineeringly at Fan Qingyun at the gate.
If it was in private on weekdays, now in front of so many disciples, the eldest princess still didn't give Fan Qingyun any face, and openly challenged his majesty as the master of a family and a faction, which made him really embarrassed as a man.
Fan Qingyun's face was pale, he turned around and walked inward with a dull voice, and when he saw him walking inward, the rest of the people also followed him into the Liuyun Sect.
The eldest princess, who was invaded by anger, suddenly calmed down a lot when she saw the disciples of the Liuyun Sect who were supporting each other with heavy casualties in the back, and realized that the matter was more serious than she imagined, but she still refused to put it down on the surface.
"Fan Ziyi, you get out of here. Fan Qingyun walked to the courtyard and stopped, and shouted towards the hall.
Fan Ziyi was scared in her heart, so she naturally didn't dare to come out, and after waiting for a while, Fan Qingyun lost her patience and said again: "I'll let you come out!"
This time Fan Qingyun's voice was much calmer than the last time, but Fan Ziyi knew that this calm was more terrifying than the roar.
She staggered to her feet and reluctantly moved out of the hall.
Taking advantage of the bright moonlight, Fan Xueyi looked at the girl who came out, wearing a purple and silver-edged robe, a jade belt around her waist, and her head was lightly tied up, pinned a purple crystal hairpin, she hid behind the eldest princess, as if it was much safer there than other places.
"Cheng Li, carry the person over. Fan Qingyun said.
As Fan Qingyun's voice landed, the disciple who was carrying the dried corpse on his back slowly walked out and carefully placed the corpse in the middle of the courtyard.
At the moment of seeing the dried corpse, Fan Ziyi's face turned pale in the twilight.
Fan Qingyun beckoned to Fan Ziyi: "Come here!"
Fan Ziyi didn't dare to step forward in fear, grabbed the eldest princess's sleeve and hid behind her.
"Did I let you come over and hear it?" Fan Qingyun said.
has been married to Fan Qingyun for twenty years, and the eldest princess, who has already figured out Fan Qingyun's temper, knows that if she continues in such a stalemate, it will only make things worse, so she patted Fan Ziyi's hand and comforted: "Don't be afraid, my mother will go with you." ”
With the eldest princess by her side, Fan Ziyi felt a little more down-to-earth, nodded in a daze and followed the eldest princess over.
After walking in, Fan Ziyi flatteringly called "Dad".
"Don't call me Dad!" Fan Qingyun stepped forward and roughly pulled Fan Ziyi out from behind the eldest princess, trembling and pointing at the dried corpse on the ground and asking angrily, "Do you know that if it weren't for you, he wouldn't have died!"
Seeing the dry mummy-like corpse so closely, Fan Ziyi cried, constantly struggling to break free from Fan Qingyun's hand holding her, crying: "Dad, I was wrong, my daughter knows that she is wrong." ”
"What are you wrong?" Fan Qingyun felt Fan Ziyi's intentions, and pulled her closer to the corpse, "Say!"