Lan Qing pushed open Qin Yu's door, looked at Qin Yu's hands full of blood, and his face changed, "Master, who was so bold to hurt you?" Lan Qing went to kill him. As he spoke, he drew his sword and wanted to chase and kill the person who injured Qin Yu.

"Okay, Lan Qing, don't mention who hurt Ye in the future, Ye doesn't want to think of that person." Qin Yu cleaned his wounds without any expression on his face. "What about Wushuang? Where did she go? "Gone."

"Gone? Where did it go? Lan Qing was a little confused. Qin Yu said lightly: "Ye is not the housekeeper of her family, it doesn't matter where she goes, just leave, don't mention her again." "Could it be that Wushuang hurt the master?" Lan Qing saw Qin Yu's face was ugly, "Isn't it true that the master wants to do something to other girls, but people don't want to, right?" "Okay, don't come over to bandage your wounds, you want your father to die young, right?"

Lan Qing leaned over to bandage Qin Yu's wound with a gossipy face, Qin Yu looked at the thief's smile on her face, and felt helpless in her heart, "Lan Qing, it seems that you are too idle." I've heard that Bai Lian is very busy, why don't you help her? Lan Qing shrank and shouted, "Don't, Lan Qing promises not to appear in front of the master in the future, and the master won't let me take care of the drudgery, okay?" ”

Lan Qing tugged at Qin Yu's sleeve with a bitter face, Qin Yu held his forehead, shook his head and sighed, what kind of people are there around him, alas······

"Okay, go back early, wash and sleep. It's okay, don't jump out and annoy you. Lan Qing smiled, raised her feet and prepared to go out, "You wait first, come over and finish bandaging the wound for the master, okay?" Who taught this half-done rule? Lan Qing muttered, "Didn't the master say that the trouble can be saved?" ”

"Is it trouble?" Lan Qing's body shook and waved his hand again and again, "No, no, it's not trouble." "If you don't bandage your master again, believe it or not, it's you who will be in trouble?" Qin Yu lightly brushed the dust on his sleeves and said coolly.

Lan Qing shut up, lowered his head and seriously bandaged the wound on Qin Yu's wrist, he didn't look carefully, but now he calmed down and looked, a thin mark on the white skin straddled his wrist, and the bleeding had stopped, but the blood stains that had not been cleaned up around him still looked very shocking, although he wanted to ask what was going on, but looking at Qin Yu's pale face, Lan Qing couldn't help but didn't ask, just carefully bandaged the wound with good medicine for Qin Yu.

"Alright, you go out. By the way, don't let my parents know I'm hurt. Lan Qing nodded, exited and closed the door.

Qin Yu went around behind the screen to change off the blood-stained clothes, pushed open the window, whistled, and a snow-white carrier pigeon landed in front of the window, Qin Yu grabbed the carrier pigeon, turned around and walked to the desk, took off the letterhead on the pigeon's feet, and unfolded it, with only a few short sentences on it. Martial Arts Conference, Yu Lingluo.

Qin Yu burned the letterhead, sure enough, the martial arts conference was just a cover, that group of people was still for Yu Lingluo, it seemed that he was going to go in person, it was best not to let him know who released such ridiculous news, otherwise······

"Wushuang, pour me a cup of tea." Qin Yu shouted into the air before he came to his senses, Wushuang had already left. Habit was really a scary thing, and he remembered that every time he finished thinking about something, he would always ask Wushuang to hand him a cup of tea.

But now······ Wushuang is gone, never to come back? Qin Yu felt slightly sad in his heart, in fact, he didn't hate Wushuang so much, but he never had a good face for the people who hurt him.