But that's not all!

Qin Luo let him go because of face, because of dignity, and because of a man's observance of his promise!

But Qin Wuxiang would not let him go, the Qin Mansion would not let him go, and the huge Qin family would not let him go. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

On the day of the wedding, the bride ran away with others, and this face was thrown to the Sky Tower, will the prime minister of a country still have the face to stand on top of the court after that?

After Jun Qinghan left, the guests from all over the world also left, the bride is gone, what are you doing here?

Even Ling Zhan left as soon as possible, without saying anything, just wanting to escape from this land of right and wrong.

Everyone was pitying, and it was conceivable how much anger Jun Qinghan would bear from the Qin family.

In Qin Wuxiang's study, there was a faint sandalwood incense, Qin Wuxiang held a string of Buddhist beads in his hand, his face was deep, and the elders of Qin Mansion stood respectfully, and the atmosphere was extremely depressing.

After a long time, when the tea was cold, Qin Wuxiang's hand holding the Buddha beads tightened, the thread was broken, and the Buddha beads were scattered all over the ground.

"Kill!"

The elder suddenly squeezed out of the study and followed out of the door.

Qin Luo in the courtyard watched the elders leave, with a chuckle on his face, a trace of coldness flashed in his eyes, in front of the people of the world, he was a good man who kept his promise and was willing to pay for love.

But who knows what he really thinks?

Jun Qinghan must die, he let himself be defeated!

Meng Qing'er must die, he let himself wear a certain green hat, although he did not get married, he stepped into the gate of the Qin Mansion!

This pair of adulterers who brought shame to themselves must not get out of Lingxiao Capital.

Walking into the study, Qin Wuxiang sat upright, slowly opened his eyes, looked at his son with satisfaction, and said lightly: "You did a good job!"

Qin Luo smiled bitterly, "Okay, what a fart, it's okay to be hatted by others, and it's okay for the bride to leave on the wedding day?"

Qin Wuxiang continued:

"In the past few years, you have been too sharp, and your momentum has surpassed that of Ling Yun, although this matter has lost the face of my Qin Mansion, it will be of great benefit to your future development, at least you can be completely dormant now."

"No, I really can't beat that blood-clothed man", Qin Luo's face was slightly hideous.

Qin Wuxiang frowned, and looked at Qin Luo with a little surprise, "You can't beat him?"

"I thought, if he's going to kill me, it's easy!"

Qin Wuxiang suddenly stood up, "Butler, housekeeper......"

It is difficult for a great family to cultivate this kind of genius if it is not a great family.

Combined with the emperor's attitude towards the blood-clothed youth, Qin Wuxiang suddenly felt a little bad, and it was difficult for the most talented genius of the family hidden behind him to cross the challenge.

Jumping over the ladder is completely impossible!

"Sir, I can't find any information about him, it's like it came out of nowhere," the butler said quickly.

Qin Wuxiang's heart suddenly pulled up, the huge intelligence system couldn't find out a person's origin and identity, there was only one reason, his identity was very strong!

At least stronger than the Qin family!

Qin Wuxiang suddenly felt that it was not a stupid thing to send the guest Qing out of the mansion, "Prepare the carriage and enter the palace immediately!"

Years of scheming have made Qin Wuxiang unconsciously enter a misunderstanding, and it must be very difficult to avoid his ears and eyes.

In fact, it is very simple, Jun Qinghan has never appeared in the sphere of influence of the Qin Mansion, and after entering the Ling Xiao army, under the control of Dongfang Youchen, the spies of the Qin Mansion have not found the slightest news.

In addition, this time, although Dongfang Youchen is far away in Wanjian Pass, with a powerful intelligence system, he can be said to know everything about the capital.

If you want to hide Jun Qinghan's identity, it's very simple!

After all, in the capital, the power hidden in the snow in the east is the largest.

If the Qin Mansion can really find out the identity of Jun Qinghan, the god of war will not be the god of war, and Qin Wuxiang will not succumb to the Lingxiao Empire, but become a marquis of the four empires.

Jun Qinghan sat on the ghost horse with Leng Xue Ying in his arms, and rode away, behind him everyone in the Linjiang Pavilion silently guarded, and the Qin Mansion Keqing followed behind, holding Jun Qinghan's tail!

If you want to leave, how can it be so simple?

There are ten people in the group of guests, the leader of the Yellow Flag is at the peak, and the others are above the fifth stage.

After leaving the Qin Mansion for only a few miles, Jun Qinghan suddenly felt a tremor on the horse's back, and his heart was not good, and he suddenly flew up with Leng Xue Ying in his arms, and the ghost horse under the seat was instantly divided into a pile of minced meat by a thin silk thread.

Immediately afterwards, the momentum around him skyrocketed, coming towards Jun Qinghan overwhelmingly, and dozens of cold breaths locked Jun Qinghan to death.

In the air, holding Leng Xue Sakura in one hand and the Hidden Heaven Blade in the other, he burst out and slashed towards the silk thread with traces of blood.

Stretching out Liu Keqing, who was secretly in the dark, sneered, how can the silk be cut by a small flying knife?

The silk thread swung towards the flying knife, and the thin silk and the sharp knife collided together in an instant......

The silk thread was broken, the blade of the hidden sky was unscathed, and it returned leisurely, Jun Qinghan touched the ground with one foot, and the dragon spear slashed to the ground, sparks overflowed, and the heart and eyes were highly concentrated, staring at every cent of the surroundings!

Suddenly, the wind was blowing, the bloody clothes were flying, Jun Qinghan's hands tightened, and he unconsciously leaned Leng Xue Sakura into his arms.

The temperature of the air became a little cold, like a snake-like cold surrounding Jun Qinghan, not far from the street ahead, ten old men stood up side by side, waiting for a long time!

Behind him, Su Murong appeared, there were more than 30 Yellow Flag masters behind him, but the realm was not enough, except for Su Murong Yellow Banner Nine Sections, the others were all below the fifth stage, which was more than one grade lower than the Qin Mansion Keqing.

The two sides stood for a long time, and in the blink of an eye, the people in front moved, and the people in the rear also moved, but Jun Qinghan stood safely.

At the forefront, Liu Keqing looked at Jun Qinghan with a vicious gaze, his treasure Tian Silk was easily destroyed by this kid's broken knife.

A punch blasted out, and the blazing fist shadow rolled towards this gentleman, and the tiger in the lower mountain opened its bloody mouth, and the tears of the snow drifting mountains and rivers were sacrificed instantly, and a dragon chant poured into the mountains and seas, and roared away at the fist shadow.

The old man sneered, and it was clear who would win and who would lose in the second section of the Yellow Flag against the Gray Flag.

The shadow of the fist was destroyed all the way, so everywhere, the air was extremely hot, and when the snow drifted mountains and rivers and tears, it trembled slightly, but the speed was not slow at all.

collided violently with Long Yin in the air, the stalemate was only half a breath, Long Yin was defeated, and the fist shadow was domineering.

Jun Qinghan's pupils shrank, and he was about to dodge, when Su Murong behind him suddenly swept in front of Jun Qinghan, bent down slightly, and drew his long sword......

Suddenly, a sword aura burst out, and with the moment the long sword was drawn, it slashed towards the fist shadow......

"Boom"

The two fused together in an instant, but the fist shadow disappeared, but the sword qi went towards Liu Keqing!

The sword is the king of a hundred soldiers, and its power is comparable to that of a fist?

Attacked by the sword qi, the old man was horrified in his heart, and a trace of resentment flashed in his eyes, but he didn't have time to dodge, and his arm was suddenly pierced by the sword qi, and the white bones were visible.

At the same time, the nine people behind Liu Keqing collided with the thirty people led by Su Murong and fought each other.

Jun Qinghan looked at the people standing together, the dragon spear was raised, and he was about to join the battle, but Su Murong swiped his sword sheath horizontally, blocking Jun Qinghan, and said in a cold voice:

"Go".

This is the first sentence of the conversation between the two, word by word!

Jun Qinghan took a deep look at Su Murong, turned around and pulled Leng Xueying away...... "Thank you!"

The two of them galloped all the way, turning left and right in the huge capital, constantly changing directions, and walking towards the Sifang Teahouse, where there was a secret passage leading to the outside of the city.

"Ji, Ji, Ji, the kid is quite cunning, but he still can't escape from the palm of my ancestor", the ghostly voice suddenly sounded in Jun Qinghan's ears, and he paused and looked at the Quartet vigilantly.

An old man with a wrinkled face on the side of the street with an evil smile on his face flew downstairs, his whole body withered, as if he was about to die, and his whole body was unspeakably obscene!

His eyes swept back and forth over Leng Xue Sakura's body.

Jun Qinghan was furious, took a step forward, and blocked Leng Xue Sakura behind him, his eyes were cold.

"Boy, just the second section of the gray flag, you dare to turn the sky in the capital, if you give me the girl behind you, maybe I will spare you from death."

The old man said with a smile, but his eyes were staring at Leng Xue Ying, ignoring Jun Qinghan at all.

The dragon spear seemed to feel Jun Qinghan's anger, trembling faintly, overflowing with a trace of dragon power, the gun was in his hand, Jun Qinghan threw it, the dragon roared, and went towards the old man to assassinate......

"Hmph, it's not enough!"

With a wave of the old man's robe, a deep force of Ze suddenly made it difficult for the dragon spear to move, and the huge gravity made it fall towards the ground. Jun Qing suddenly felt as if he was being tied under his feet, and the gravity was several times higher than before.

When he waved his sleeves, the old man's forehead flashed with red lotus patterns, the red flag is strong!

The old man walked towards Jun Qinghan with his hand, "Why didn't I think of it? Kill you, this girl is naturally the old man's, Ji."

Jun was cold and angry, and the tears of the snowdrifting mountains and rivers were like thunder, and they exploded in an instant, and the blade of the hidden sky was as fast as lightning, and it came in an instant.

The old man was not angry but happy, the smile on his face became brighter and brighter, and he stretched out his fingers and blocked the Hidden Heaven Blade back.

The snow drifted down the mountains and rivers in tears, and the corners of his clothes didn't move, "This snowflake is good, and this knife is not bad, but your realm is too low, it seems that God treats me well, hahaha......"

Every time the old man took a step, the pressure on Jun Qinghan's body increased by one point, his feet couldn't move, Jun Qinghan kept struggling, but the more he struggled, the greater the pressure.

"The kid is ignorant, the old man is cultivating the gray flag, Ze!"

Step by step, step by step, the old man was less than three steps away from Jun Qinghan, and when he raised his withered old hand, he was about to slash at Jun Qinghan, "There are many people who die in my hands, but they are geniuses, very few!"

Jun Qinghan's life was only half an hour before and after, and he was in danger!