After Qiao An took a small pill, she treated her broken right hand.

"Squad leader!"

At this time, he walked towards Chen Ling.

"Don't you come here...... Don't come here! ”

Chen Ling's voice twitched with panic.

Qiao An only realized at this time that Chen Ling had already cried silently.

"Squad leader, what's wrong with you? Why are you crying. Qin Zhe is already dead and safe. ”

Qiao An walked quickly in front of Chen Ling.

"Joan, my face hurts, it hurts. Qin Zhe slid a lot of knives on my face.

Woowoo...... I'm an ugly bastard now, go away! ”

Chen Ling stood up, his body constantly retreating.

At this time, Qiao An also saw Chen Ling's face.

A trace of consternation flashed in his eyes, and he subconsciously took a half step back.

At this time, Chen Ling's entire face was full of knife marks, and the tender flesh of the wound was all turned out.

Blood mixed with tears flowed past the valgus wound.

The whole person looked hideous and frightened, as if he had just crawled out of hell.

"Squad leader, it's okay. It is a cutaneous trauma. You're not ugly at all right now. ”

Joan reassured.

"You lie, Joan don't comfort me. I know I know all about it. ”

Chen Ling was hysterical.

"I really didn't lie to you. And now the elixir is so developed. Wait a minute, I'll go to my senior sister and borrow a small pill. After eating it, all the scars on your face will be healed.

Don't worry. Monitor! ”

"Joan, are you taking me for a fool.

Xiao Huandan can't act on the head at all.

You lied to me, you lied to me. You, like Qin Zhe, are all bad people. ”

Chen Ling's figure leaned weakly against the wall.

Her desperate appearance made Qiao Anxin feel a faint pain.

It occurred to him that one day his sister and mother would become like this. What about him?

As soon as he thought of this, Qiao Anxin suddenly felt a strong sense of crisis.

Guarding requires strength.

Only with strength can he cut off all crises and strangle all dangers from the cradle.

Joan's thirst for power climbs to a climax in this moment.

"I didn't lie to you. Squad leader, don't get excited, it's not good for the wound. ”

Joan said.

"Joan, you said you didn't lie to me. Then I ask you, I am like this, will you marry me? ”

Chen Ling raised his head and looked directly at Qiao An.

"I ...... I do! ”

Looking at Chen Ling, who was disfigured by Qin Zhe because of himself, Qiao An had no fear in his heart at this time, only distress and apology.

"Joan, thank you. But what I need is not sympathy. ”

Chen Ling glanced at Qiao An deeply, and this glance seemed to engrave Qiao An in his heart. The next moment, she turned around and ran.

looked at Chen Ling's back. Joan wanted to chase. But he knew that what Chen Ling said was right.

He has no love for Chen Ling, some sympathy and apology.

Even if he caught it, he didn't know how to respond to Chen Ling's feelings.

"You're not going to chase?"

In Qiao An's ears, the voice of Bai Xue suddenly sounded.

Bai Xue didn't know when, but he had finished searching the villa.

"I'm not qualified."

Joan looked a little lost.

He could only silently swear in his heart that he would definitely treat Chen Ling for the scar on his face.

It doesn't matter how much money is needed at that time, what he needs to pay.

"Joan, I have something important for you."

Bai Xue suddenly became serious.

"Huh? Senpai, you say. ”

Joan Ann was in good spirits.

"You look at this letter first."

Bai Xue handed Jo Ann a letter.

On the envelope, it was written 'Father Qin Tai personally opened'.

"It's okay, I've already dismantled it, you can see it directly."

"Okay."

JoAnn opened the envelope.

Father:

I am your unfilial son Qin Hao.

In the twenty years of forgiveness, the child has never been in contact with his family once.

Twenty years ago, the child suddenly said goodbye without saying goodbye. It's not because you passed on the position of head of the family to the eldest brother.

But at that time, I suddenly fell in love with a girl, and even conceived a child with her.

I didn't tell my father.

It was then that I knew that this girl was a member of the Illuminati, an anti-species organization.

Countless sons and daughters of my Qin family for three generations died in the abyss for the Yan Kingdom, and there were no corpses.

I can't tarnish my Qin family's reputation for a hundred years because of me.

The child thought that she would be able to find her lost.

But in the end, the child realized that I was too conceited.

Not only did I not pull her back from hell, but I even trapped myself in it.

In the past 20 years, I have harmed thousands of ordinary people.

I don't deserve to be a child of the Qin family.

I thought that I would continue to fall like this, and in the end I would become a reverse warrior completely.

But when I heard that the Illuminati were about to quietly open the entrance to the abyss.

The bloodline of the Qin family in my body finally broke out.

At that moment, I completely woke up.

The abyss, the Azure Star, is the lifelong enemy of the Yan Kingdom.

Fighting against the abyss is the mission of my Qin family's life.

Although the child knows, he is not worthy of calling himself the Qin family.

But I still want to do my last part.

Father, by the time you read this letter, I should have died.

Don't feel sorry for me, an unfilial son.

I am not worthy of it, nor am I worthy of a father to shed tears for his child.

Finally, if I have the opportunity, I hope that my father can take care of my only child, who is also your grandson Qin Zhe.

- Unfilial son Qin Hao.

——Written on June 10, 100 years of the Yanhuang Dynasty.

"Senior sister, what is this Qin family and the abyss?"

After reading the letter, Qiao Anxin was full of doubts.

"The Qin family, a family of three generations and three nine products, is one of the top three families in the Yan Kingdom. And it's extremely short-guarded.

Although this Qin Hao was killed by his son's blood sacrifice to the evil god.

But Qin Zhe died at your hands. ”

Bai Xue looked at Qiao An lightly.

"Could it be that the Qin family still wants me to pay my blood debt?"

"Blood debts and blood are not paid. After all, you're killing the reverse seed.

Even if his Qin family wanted to kill you, he wouldn't dare to do it. On the contrary, I have to protect you and prevent you from dying unexpectedly and being framed to the Qin family.

Because of some special reasons, whether it is in the Azure Star or in the territory of the Yan Country. Except in the arena of life and death. At other times, it is absolutely forbidden for human warriors to kill each other.

Even if it is a top family like the Qin family. Nor dare to violate this prohibition.

Moreover, you are the champion of the martial arts examination in Xijiang Province, and now you have entered the field of vision of some big people.

His Qin family didn't dare to kill you. ”

Bai Xue patiently explained.

"Thank you, senior sister, I'm relieved when you say that. As long as he doesn't dare to kill me. Then I have nothing to fear.

But the special reason that the senior sister said is the [abyss] mentioned in this letter? ”

Joan was curious.

"Hmm. It is indeed because of the abyss. But more information, don't ask, I won't tell if asked.

Although the warrior is a privileged class. But it's not just about power. In fact, it is more of an obligation.

Sometimes, I'd rather be an ordinary person who doesn't know anything.

Brother, I have one last word of advice for you.

Whether you want to become a warrior or not, you must think carefully! In the world, there is no regret medicine. ”

Bai Xue looked at Joan.

Regarding the abyss, there is a strict order from above, and those who are less than a third-rank martial artist are not qualified to know.

"Senior sister, I must become a martial artist."

Joan said firmly. If it weren't for Chen Ling.

Knowing that the warrior is not safe, Joan may still hesitate.

But now, he has deeply realized that he wants to protect the people he wants to protect.

It must be backed by great strength.

Otherwise, it will only be a doll in the hands of the strong, being kneaded at will.