Here, the three dead martial artists not only alarmed the surrounding monks, but also the pavilion chief in the town.

It's just that the pavilion chief usually only maintains the law and order of the people in the town, and they can't interfere in such a matter as cultivators at all, not to mention that it is still a martial artist-level cultivator who has died, which makes them feel even more tricky.

Therefore, they could only find out the identities of the three martial artists before notifying their families.

But this matter also spread quickly in the town, after all, three martial artists died at once, such a thing is not a trivial matter in this town.

As for these, Feng Jiu didn't care, and after she returned to the courtyard, she entered the space to cultivate.

The black market mercenaries in the town seemed to have automatically avoided the task of hunting her, and the next few days passed peacefully, and both of them were busy cultivating, until, one day a few days later, Guan Xirin, who had returned from going out to buy food, walked into the courtyard in despair.

"Brother?" Feng Jiu, who was playing Tai Chi in the courtyard, saw that something was wrong with him, so he called out, but he didn't respond.

"Brother?" She called again, only to see him come back to his senses suddenly.

"Huh? Xiao Jiu, you call me? He looked at her and pulled out a smile, but he didn't know that his smile seemed very reluctant.

"What's wrong with you? Is something wrong? She walked up to him and asked.

Guan Xirin was silent and lowered his head slightly, but did not speak.

"Don't want to tell me? Then I don't ask. ”

Hearing this, he hurriedly raised his head: "No, Xiao Jiu, it's just, it's just ......"

He looked at her for a long time, and his tone was a little astringent: "I went out to buy something, and I heard the news in the family that my cousin is getting married." ”

After knowing each other for so long, she never asked about his origin, his family, and similarly, he didn't ask about her family. And this time, it was the first time she had heard him talk about his family.

"You want to go back to his wedding?"

His hand unfreely touched the wound that had healed on his waist and abdomen, and said in a somewhat gloomy voice: "Xiao Jiu, do you know? I have been raised under my uncle's knees since I was six years old, and I have been practicing martial arts with my cousin, although I am not a fellow mother, but I have always respected him and regarded him as my own brother, but I never thought that he would suddenly kill me from behind. ”

"If you hadn't saved me, I think I'd be dead now, I couldn't understand why he wanted to kill me, but when I heard that he was going to kiss, I realized that it was for her."

"She?" She was a little stunned.

"Well, the woman who married him is the third daughter of the Ke family, Ke Xinya, she is the fiancée that my father betrothed for me back then."

Hearing this, Feng Jiu's eyes widened, a little dumbfounded, what the hell is this? Assassinated by his cousin and robbed of his fiancée? She looked at him with some sympathy, feeling that her cheap brother was really not an ordinary tragedy.

Looking at him with a lonely expression, she asked with some curiosity: "Brother, do you like that woman?" ”

Guan Xirin shook his head: "I don't like it, it's just that I know that she grew up to be my woman, and now I hear that she is going to marry someone else, and that person is still my cousin, I feel uncomfortable and feel wronged." ”

"Poof!"

She couldn't help laughing, and when she saw his embarrassed gaze, she hurriedly held back: "Okay, okay, I don't laugh, I don't laugh." It's just that the corners of the grinning mouth can't stop the overflow of laughter.