"Mother!" Wen Qingqing only felt a light behind her, and saw Wen Yi fall backwards, she couldn't help but turn pale with fright, and hurriedly turned around to support her.

"Sword 。。。。。。 Give me the sword!" Wen Yi was seriously injured, but he still didn't forget to avenge Xia Xueyi. His eyes swept around, looking for the Golden Serpent Sword everywhere.

Wen Qingqing hurriedly handed her the Golden Snake Sword: "Mother, the sword is here." ”

Wen Yi took the sword and nodded, "Well, help me up, I'm 。。。。。。 I will avenge your father。。。。。。 With Wen Qingqing's support, he held the Golden Snake Sword and slowly walked towards Wen Fangshi.

"Don't come。。。。。。 Don't come。。。。。。 Wen Fangshi was the most seriously injured, and he climbed a few steps back, but finally he was unable to climb again, staring at Wen Yi, his eyes full of fear.

"Ahh

"You。。。。。。 You...... Wen Fangshi spat out the last two words, pointed at Wen Yi, spurted out a mouthful of blood, and died of anger.

"Huh。。。。。。 Hehe...... Wen Yi laughed maniacally.

"Husband, you 。。。。。。 It's finally time to look at it. The five elders of the Wen family。。。。。。 Four people have gone。。。。。。 You should feel it。。。。。。 Isn't it fun。。。。。。 ”

After Wen Yi laughed a few times, his breathing suddenly became short, he loosened the Golden Snake Sword, his feet were weak, and he fell to the ground.

"Qingqing, you 。。。。。。 Come here。。。。。。 I have something to say to you。。。。。。 ”

Wen Qingqing had a bad premonition, so she immediately endured the pain and hurriedly stepped forward to help her.

"Mother, Qingqing is here. ”

Wen Yi glanced at her and said, "Me and your father。。。。。。 Loved each other for many years。。。。。。 It's time to go to him。。。。。。 Trying to reach his ear, he whispered: "Qingqing, that kid named Yuan Chengzhi。。。。。。 Not bad...... You're going to have to get it。。。。。。 ”

In the end, the fragrance disappeared, his eyes were closed, and he died.

"Mother!" Wen Qingqing was so grief-stricken that she couldn't hold back any longer, hugging Wen Yi's corpse and crying.

"Young girl, life can't be resurrected, and the festival is changing. Qiao Zhengyu and the others didn't know when they came to Wen Qingqing's side.

Lingque'er stepped forward to check for a moment, and said to everyone: "Her injury is not fatal, but that dagger contains severe poison, and the poisonous blood attacks the heart, so 。。。。。。 He shook his head again and again, sighing incessantly.

Qiao Zhengyu shook his head and said: "The five elders of the Wen family are really human-faced and beast-hearted, and they don't even let go of their own relatives, it's too hateful." Everyone felt the same way, and couldn't help but feel inexplicably sad, bowing their heads and being speechless.

"Yi'er, why are you so troubled. After so many years, you still don't forget to take revenge, so is it really worth letting you do this?" Wen Fangshan suddenly said coldly, trying to get up from the ground.

Looking at the four corpses, he sighed: "Big brother, second brother, fourth brother, fifth brother, we brothers have been fighting for so many years, I can't imagine that it will end up like this, what did my Wen Jiabao do wrong, why did God treat us like this?" Yang Tian smiled bitterly and slowly walked to Wen Qingqing's side.

"Qingqing, my Wenjiabao is a martial arts family, and I will rely on you from now on. ”

When Wen Fangshan said this, his face was very serene, and there was nothing abnormal. But in the blink of an eye, Wen Fangshan's face became abnormally painful, and he smiled bitterly, and then a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

"Grandpa!" Wen Qingqing flew forward and hugged Wen Fangshan.

"Qingqing, I'。。。。。。 I...... It's also leaving。。。。。。 Wenjiabao 。。。。。。 It's up to you in the future。。。。。。 Remember...... Wen Fangshan cut off his meridians, and when he was dying, he did not forget to teach a lesson, until he could no longer say a word, then kicked his legs and closed his eyes and died.

After only half a meeting, Wen Jiabao suffered a series of misfortunes, and no matter how strong Wen Qingqing was, he couldn't face it at this time. Looking at everything in front of him, he couldn't help screaming, and immediately fainted.

"Brother Qiao, what should we do now?" asked Zhang Wuji.

Qiao Zhengyu said: "We can't imagine that Wenjiabao is like this now, no matter what, we should also do something for Qingqing." It's better to bury the five elders of the Wen family for the time being, and wait for Qingqing to wake up. ”

Lingque'er nodded and said, "Well, then I'll lift Miss Wen into the room to rescue her, and then gather here when you're done." Everyone felt reasonable, and did not speak, so they divided their work and got busy.

After all, Wenjiabao is extraordinary, and there are many people in the fort, and at this time, under the leadership of Qiao Zhengyu, only one pillar of incense has been dealt with.

By the time everyone returned to the main hall, Wen Qingqing had already woken up and sat on a chair in the main hall with the support of the sparrow. It's just that his eyes are dull, tears are flowing on his face, and his expression is decadent, and he is no longer as radiant as before.

Qiao Zhengyu said: "Miss Wen, people can't be resurrected after death, and they still hope for the festival to change." ”

Wen Qingqing didn't answer, just glanced at him and nodded slightly.

Qiao Zhengyu continued: "As the saying goes, 'A country cannot be without a king for a day, and a family cannot be without an owner for a day.'" Although Wenjiabao is not a martial arts faction, he is also quite famous in the rivers and lakes. Now that the five elders of the Wen family have died, another castle lord should be elected to lead the Wen family fort and make it carry forward the mighty martial arts. Since the Qingqing girl is the only heir of Wenjiabao, she should take on this important responsibility, I don't know what the Qingqing girl thinks?"

Wen Qingqing said: "Whatever, it's just that my ability is limited, and I'm afraid that it will be difficult to take on the heavy responsibility." Therefore, it is better to find someone else. ”

Yuan Chengzhi said: "Where does Miss Wen say, the owner of Wenjiabao naturally wants someone surnamed Wen to be the person, how can you find someone casually, this is a bit hasty." Besides, Wen Fangshan has made it very clear just now, he also means to let you be the lord of Wenjiabao, I think everyone should hear it, and there will be no mistake. ”

Wen Qingqing said: "But, I 。。。。。。 I didn't know how to answer for a while, so I was so anxious that I kept wrapping my fingers around the corners of my clothes.

Qiao Zhengyu said: "If the young girl has something unspeakable, don't let it go, and we can solve it together." ”

Wen Qingqing listened more anxiously, wanted to speak and stopped, hesitated for a while, and finally didn't spit out a word.

"The young girl is in her youth, but she is worried that she will not have enough experience to carry the burden?" said the sparrow.

Wen Qingqing seemed to be said to be thinking about it, looked up at the spirit sparrow, and nodded incessantly.

Lingque'er smiled: "Actually, this is not a difficult thing, it is normal for a young girl to have this worry, after all, you are still young and have not experienced any strong winds and waves, and it is inevitable that you will be a little powerless to take on this important task all of a sudden." But I have a way to do it, maybe I can give it a try. ”

Yuan Chengzhi said: "Oh, but I don't know what method?"

Lingque'er looked at Yuan Chengzhi and said, "Yuan Shaoxia, as a disciple of the Golden Snake Langjun, has a more or less relationship with the young girl. If you were to assist the young girl and manage Wenjiabao together, I think everyone would not have any opinions. ”

"I 。。。。。。 Yuan Chengzhi looked surprised.

"It doesn't seem good, although I am a disciple of the Golden Snake Langjun, how can outsiders interfere in this other people's affairs. No, absolutely not. ”

Lingqi'er said: "Yuan Shaoxia has seen the outside, who said that you are an outsider, just because you are a disciple of the Golden Snake Langjun, it is enough to explain your identity." What's more, the young girl's mother also has a good impression of you, and she has long regarded you as her own family, so why not manage your own family's affairs. ”

"This 。。。。。。 Yuan Chengzhi was speechless for a while, not knowing what to say.

Qiao Zhengyu was overjoyed when he heard this, nodded and said, "Brother Yuan, as the saying goes, 'when the road is uneven, draw a sword to help', not to mention that the young girl is your master's daughter." At this time, if you don't help her, when will you wait, is it possible that you want to see your master's descendants decline and collapse in the martial arts from now on? I don't think Brother Yuan will be so ruthless. ”

Zhang Wuji also said: "Yes, Brother Yuan, think about it, Qingqing, as your master's only relative, naturally hopes that she will live well." She needs help the most now, if Brother Yuan doesn't help her, no one will help her, how can you bear it. Besides, I see that Brother Yuan and Sister Qingqing are talented and beautiful, maybe they can become a family in the future, do you think I'm right?"

Zhang Wuji's mouth was unscrupulous, and Wen Qingqing's temples were red when he said this, and he lowered his head shyly.

Qiao Zhengyu took the opportunity to say again: "Although Wuji's words are a bit excessive, they are also reasonable, if Wen Jiabao wants to revive the martial arts in the future, it must be helped by Brother Yuan." I don't think Brother Yuan should hesitate any longer, just agree for the time being, even if it is to help your master fulfill a wish in his heart. ”

Yuan Chengzhi's face was flushed, and he wanted to argue a few more words, but when he saw Wen Qingqing secretly looking at him, he didn't feel ashamed, nodded slightly, and acquiesced.

"Well, Brother Yuan's affection really didn't disappoint us. Now that this matter is over, it is time for us to take our leave. Qiao Zhengyu came to Yuan Chengzhi, clasped his fists and saluted, and then with Lingqueer, Zhang Wuji's eyes signaled, and he was about to turn around and leave.

Yuan Chengzhi waved his hand and said hurriedly: "Brother Qiao, wait a minute." ”

A few steps came to the front of everyone, and he arched his hand and said: "Everyone, I know that you have something urgent so I don't keep it, but it is also fate for everyone to meet, since this is the case, I have nothing else to give to Brother Qiao, so I have to reluctantly make it difficult, make a gift with a book, and hope that Brother Qiao will accept it." ”

Yuan Chengzhi took out a book from his arms and handed it over with both hands.

"Blue Blood Sword!" Before the book was delivered in front of him, Qiao Zhengyu had already seen the word "Bi", and his heart suddenly surged, and he hurriedly stretched out his hands to take it.

Suddenly, they heard a whirring sound outside the door, and then a dark wind struck, and everyone felt that it was dark in front of them, and a figure flashed.

"Who is it! What a boldness!" Yuan Chengzhi reacted in time, knowing that a strong enemy had arrived, and he hurriedly turned over his hand and wanted to take the book back. Although he moved quickly, he was still one step behind the man, and he felt a light in his hand, and the book was gone.

"Look at the palm!" Zhang Wuji followed closely and slapped it with a "great compassion hand".