Chapter 10: The Great Tribulation Comes
Yan Wuyi is not a dull and inflexible person, that Lian Que and others have been rampant and domineering in this huge North Street for many years, and they have never suffered any big losses, so they naturally rely on the prestige of the family.
Now that he has been seriously injured to death with one punch, how can he get rid of it.
Duan Yun actually didn't dare to make a claim, he could hide for a while, he couldn't escape for a lifetime, if Lian Jia went crazy to retaliate, the Duan family would probably suffer a catastrophe suddenly. It's just that the teacher's order is difficult to disobey, and he still has to do something that should be done.
"If the four of them want to kill you first, you are acting in self-defense, how can they be reversed on the merits, Duan will contact the Criminal Prison Department as soon as possible and inform Duke Wei of the reason in advance. ”
Duan Yun said cautiously, now only by handing this matter over to the court can Yan Wuyi live.
Wei Chuyi, the head of the Changxia Prison Division, is upright, not attached to the powerful, iron-faced and selfless, and wise and decisive, daring to redress grievances for the people, and has a great prestige in Changxia City.
According to the law of the DPRK and China, homicide cases are naturally under its jurisdiction, although the family clan is heavy on lynching and often violates the law, but there are also criminal officials who treat everyone equally, and are not afraid to punish the children of the family who kill innocents indiscriminately, and uphold justice.
"Then Wuyi thanked Senior Brother first!" Yan Wuyi thanked sincerely, his heart full of confusion. He has also heard of the name of Wei Gong Wei Chuyi, and he has the will of heaven whether he lives or dies, but he still has many unfulfilled wishes, and he will inevitably be worried.
"Senior Brother Duan, there is no easy thing to ask for. Yan Wuyi frowned, the cold weather had never penetrated his thin body, but the tenderness of blood thicker than water could destroy his determination the most.
"I know what you are asking for, with Duan Mou here, I will definitely protect your sister. Duan Yun thought about it for a while, and also knew that Yan had no easy intentions, so he responded quickly. Drifting in troubled times, lonely life, the teenager in front of him has only one thing that is difficult to let go.
Seeing that Duan Yun responded heartily, Yan Wuyi thanked him again, but he was worried in his heart, and secretly remembered his kindness, if he could escape with his life, he would definitely tie the strings.
"While the Lian family has not yet come to ask for someone, I will first go to the Criminal Prison Department to inform Wei Gong of this matter. Duan Yun said goodbye and turned to leave, but his heart was shaken and he felt a lot of emotion.
Snowflakes are flying like catkins, and lonely birds are singing sadly.
Yan Wuyi watched Duan Yun leave, smiled bitterly, and then calmed down and returned to the house.
"Wuyu, are you awake?"
In the warm house, Yan Wuyu sat obediently in front of the small window and groomed in the mirror, and unconsciously, this little girl who usually followed behind her grew up.
"Second brother, is your injury better? You should have a good rest in the house on such a cold day, and run around blindly. Seeing Yan Wuyi coming back, she hurriedly put down the delicately carved wooden comb in her hand and asked with concern.
"You girl, how do you talk to your second brother, you don't have a proper shape, be careful that you can't marry in the future. Yan Wuyi smiled helplessly, stepped forward and took the wooden comb, and skillfully combed Wuyu's jet-black hair.
The wooden comb in his hand is already a little old, and he is reluctant to change it. This extraordinarily delicate carved wooden comb was bought by Yan Wuyi when he was ten years old as a servant in the inn, and has always been regarded as a treasure.
"It's all what the second brother is used to. Wuyu smiled mischievously, enjoying the kindness of Yan Wuyi grooming her.
"Yesterday, the thunder fell sharply, your second brother and I were in great trouble not to die, but the ghost sent the gods to embark on the path of cultivation, and now they are already four-trick martial artists. Yan Wuyi quarreled with her for a few words, and finally got back to the point, telling her about the strange things that happened yesterday.
Yan Wuyu's heart suddenly tightened, and he noticed something unusual.
"But we also provoked Luo Yi, although Senior Brother Duan was generous and helpful, but it was always sent to the fence. ”
Yan Wuyi paused and continued: "So I plan to go out to practice for a while, and when my strength is enough, I will naturally return to my home to participate in the Fenghua martial arts test, and when the time comes, I will become a disciple of the family sect, and our brothers and sisters will no longer be afraid of them." ”
"I have already agreed with Senior Brother Duan, you can stay at the Duan family with peace of mind during this time, and wait for the second brother to come back. ”
"It's a good thing that the second brother can practice, but the experience must be extremely dangerous, I don't want you to put yourself in danger......" Yan Wuyu was shocked when he heard this, his eyes were hazy with tears, and he was lonely but helpless.
She knew that following her second brother would only be a burden, such a clear situation could be seen clearly even if she was young, even if she couldn't bear the sadness of parting, she held back her tears and didn't let Yan Wuyi worry.
"Needless to say, you know the second brother and me, and the decision to do has never wavered. Yan Wuyi said firmly, although he was reluctant to give up his little sister in every way, he was forced by the situation.
After comforting him, he decided to leave.
At this time, the Lian family had already arrived, surrounding the Duan Mansion, and the two sides were swords, and the urgent situation was about to erupt. The three of them were also on the side, looking at Duan Mansion Wuwei viciously.
The leader of the Lian family is a middle-aged man wearing a green python and blue bead robe, with a fierce body, and his eyes are like stars and not angry and arrogant. This person is Lian Junjue, the third uncle of Lian Que, who stood on the spot with a great body, and no one dared to step forward.
"The third master of the Lian family is a strong man on the famous side, but I didn't expect Xingshi to move the crowd to come here just to catch Yan Er's fool. Someone whispered in the bustling crowd.
The day became colder and colder, and the snow fell to the ground as if it would not be broken, but it could not stop the people's curiosity to watch the excitement.
"Isn't it? I heard that last night Yan Lao Er blew Lian Jia Lian Que Gongzi into serious injuries, and hung up not long after returning home, Lian Sanye came to ask the Duan family for Yan Lao Er to avenge Lian Que's son. The old man shrunk into the melon seeds, and his wrinkled face shook suddenly under the cold wind.
"How did I hear that Yan Lao Er has not advanced an inch in ten years of penance, and he doesn't know anything, how can he be able to beat Lian Gou...... Childe?" A curious person almost slipped his mouth and looked around in fear.
"Maybe my head was struck by lightning......"
At this time, several warriors with deep breath came out of Duan Mansion, and their uniform steps were like iron-blooded soldiers in the army, and they became more and more powerful and domineering in the cold wind.
One of them was graceful and luxurious, with a dignified gait, a pair of beautiful eyes as sharp as a sword, and a well-maintained face that showed no signs of age.
"Mrs. Duan, that Yan Wuyi is not related to your Duan family, are you sure you want to protect him?" Lian Junjue asked a little impatiently when he saw Mrs. Duan coming out.
The Duan family's military guards are all fierce generals in the army, and the killing aura is terrifying, if a conflict breaks out, even Jun Jue is not sure that he can completely suppress the other party.
"Which dog should I dare to go wild in front of the Duan Mansion, it turned out to be Lian Sanye, but with such a formation, he wants to take advantage of my husband's absence to bully my Duan family?"
A loud shout sounded, and Mrs. Duan, who was wearing a light-colored brocade robe, slowly stepped forward, arrogantly looking at the audience, and her innate noble temperament and heavy momentum made the people present dare not look at her directly.
"Lian Mou disdains to talk to a female streamer, my nephew died unjustly, if you don't hand over Yan Wuyi, don't complain about Lian Mou's hard break!" Lian Junjue said calmly, his eagle-like sharp eyes crossed with a trace of killing intent, and the wind shook violently.