Promise to live, refuse to die, there is no third ending.

And in Liu Jingyu's opinion, he just made Qi An slap his mouth to make amends, which is already an extremely benevolent performance, and the other party should be grateful and thank him for not killing.

- However, will Qi An do as he is told?

Yes, of course...... Don't even think about it!

Don't say that you are just a little knife king, even if you are a real sword king, Qi An will never abandon his self-esteem and be humiliated in order to survive.

"Hahahaha——!"

Qi An laughed at himself, but he was silently reciting in his heart: What kind of bullshit Liu family? This is the heir of the Sword King Mansion——!?

"What are you laughing at?" Liu Jingyu looked at Qi An and laughed, very puzzled.

"It's nothing!" Qi An shook his head, "I'm laughing at ridiculous things, and I'm laughing at ridiculous people!"

Liu Jingyu's face sank: "You think I'm more ridiculous, right?"

Qi An shrugged: "If you want to understand it like this, it's not impossible." ”

"Hahaha——!" Liu Jingyu suddenly laughed three times, full of anger, "It seems that I am still too merciful, and I even want to spare your life, and you ......"

His eyes were like knives, and he stared at Qi An's face: "Not only are you not grateful, but you ridicule me, so you can't blame me, you can only blame yourself!"

As soon as the words fell, Liu Jingyu waved his hand, and a terrifying force broke out instantly, and before Qi An could react, he was blasted away from afar, as if he had been thrown stones, and smashed on the attic wall at the edge of the square, and the entire old gray stone attic collapsed, burying Qi An's body under the rubble, and there was no movement.

Qi An originally wanted to fight, he was already secretly on guard, but he didn't want the other party to shoot so fast, like thunder, he didn't have time to see it clearly, he was blown away by a move, the difference in strength between the two sides was so huge, it was completely unilateral and ruthless, and Qi An didn't even have the qualifications to fight hard.

The Little Knife King is really not in vain, far from being comparable to Rong Sheng and his ilk, even if it is a three-bar guard or even a four-bar guard, in terms of strength, I am afraid it is not as good as Liu Jingyu.

And Liu Jingyu shot angrily, he had already made up his mind to kill, and he was sure that the young man would not be able to live, so he didn't bother to look at it, but just told Liu Siyuan: "Hurry up and send your brother back to the house, don't wander around the city, if I find out again, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

Liu Siyuan's heart was shocked, and she didn't agree, and pulled Liu Siqi to turn around and leave in a panic, while Liu Gui glanced at the ruins of the broken wall that buried Qi An, and hurriedly left behind the two sisters and brothers.

Liu Jingyu decided that Qi An was dead, so he didn't bother to check it at all, jumped over, stood on the back of the two-headed monster bird, and shouted in his mouth, the two-headed monster bird flapped its wings and flew up, rolling up gusts of wind, and a gust of flying sand and rocks, making the already dilapidated square even more messy.

When the strange bird rose into the air and disappeared into the sky, Xiao You reacted, ran to the collapsed attic with tears in the corners of his eyes, threw away the tarnished talisman, and the two little hands turned over and over, and the light flowed between the palms of his fingers, and there was a condensation of true qi.

It turned out that the slave dealer did not deceive people, this little girl was really a condensing monk, I saw her two palms flying up and down, like a hoe and a shovel, and soon dug the unconscious Qi An out of the rubble.

The handsome young man's seven orifices were bleeding, and there was no sound, and his pale skin was covered with shocking cracks, like a porcelain doll that was about to break, without the slightest breath of life, and seemed to have completely lost his life.

"Brother, don't you want to die! Didn't you say that you would protect Xiaoyou? Why don't you speak?...... Woowoo...... I don't want you to die...... Hurry up......"

Looking at Qi An, who was like a dead corpse, Xiao You burst into tears, sad, it was rare to have a person who cared about her, and said that he wanted to protect her, so that her young and long-suffering heart finally had a trace of comfort and support, but she didn't expect that in just a blink of an eye, this amiable big brother died on the spot, becoming a cold corpse, how can Xiao You bear it?

Xiao You, who was crying bitterly, couldn't say a complete word in his mouth, because he cried so sadly, he couldn't stop coughing, spit out several mouthfuls of red blood in a row, and then his little head tilted, and he fell on Qi An's chest and passed out.

The Dark Cultists, who were engaged in the slave trade, released many of the slaves from their cages and directed them to clean up the ruined square.

Whether it is a seller, a buyer, a slave, or an unrelated public, many of them have suffered more or less small injuries from collision and scraping, and the only one who really died was the unlucky guy who was pecked by the two-headed monster bird.

Of course, in everyone's minds, Qi An, who was killed by the little prince, was also an unlucky bastard.

The Dark Demon Cultist who sold Xiao You to Qi An approached with bad intentions, holding shackles made of fine iron in his hand, and wanted to take away this "goods" worth 3,000 yuan beads again, anyway, the buyer was dead, and the "goods" had no owner, so naturally they became the assets of their Dark Demon Sect.

But just as the Black Devil Cultist was about to lock the shackles to Xiao You's hands and feet, a firm and powerful hand suddenly grabbed his wrist, and the Dark Devil Cultist was suddenly startled, and when he turned his eyes, he saw that the young buyer who was supposed to be destined to go to Huangquan opened his eyes at some point, and was staring at his face without blinking, his eyes were like swords, and the murderous intent loomed, as if he was angry, and he wanted to take his soul.

"What do you want to do?" Qi An stared coldly at the Dark Demon Cultist, his tone was as cold as an ice blade and frost sword, which made people feel cold.

"I didn't ...... Didn't do anything!" The Dark Demon Cultist was intimidated by its momentum, and did not dare to act rashly, and retracted the shackles in a curt, forcing a flattering smile on his face.

Qi An snorted coldly, let go of the other party's wrist, and slowly sat up from the rubble, while the latter quickly slipped away, panicked like a snake and scorpion.

Looking at Xiao You who fell in his arms, Qi An sighed slightly, hugged his thin body horizontally, struggled to stand up straight from the ground, and staggered away.

For this young man who was able to survive after being hit hard by the little prince, everyone was terrified, and they retreated far away, not daring to touch themselves.

Qi An hugged Xiaoyou, walked unhurriedly, turned countless streets and alleys, and finally came to the steamed bun shop.

The owner of the bun shop is a soldier's family, widowed in old age, he has a son who is a warrior, entered the ironclad army as a soldier, most of the time is not here, only he lives here with his daughter-in-law and grandson, does a small business to support his family, but does not worry about food and clothing.

Of course, the boss recognized Qi An, and when he saw that he was holding an unconscious girl, walking staggeringly, and his face was as pale as paper, he kindly asked, "Master Qi, what's wrong with you?"

Qi An shook his head and didn't answer this, but asked, "What about my black dog, have you seen it lately?"

The owner of the steamed bun shop replied: "I come every day this month, but the hours are not fixed, sometimes in the morning, sometimes in the afternoon, I haven't seen it today, and I will come after a while." ”

Qi An was about to speak, but there was movement in his arms, it turned out that Xiao Youxing turned around, and was slowly opening his big black eyes, but when he saw that Qi An was still alive, he couldn't help but cheer, and he cried with joy, and tears slipped down his eyes.

"Okay, it's okay!" Qi An smiled at Xiao You, and then looked at the boss, "Can you borrow a guest room?"

The boss said yes again and again, let his daughter-in-law look at the storefront, and led Qi An to the inside.

The bun is spread with two floors, and the lower floor is divided into two entrances, the front is the shop, the back is the kitchen, and the living bedroom is on the second floor, there are three rooms, one of which is an empty house, piled up a little sundries, usually uninhabited, just clean up for Qi An to do a temporary rest.

Qi An put Xiao You on the bed, intending to let her rest for a while, but Xiao You got up by herself and insisted on not wanting to lie down, so Qi An could only give up, let the boss boil some hot water, freshen up Xiao You, and look casually to see if there are any clothes suitable for her to wear.

The boss is enthusiastic, after all, Qi An is a big customer, and the sales of hundreds of buns every day are all taken care of by Qi An, so he is very happy to boil water, and go to his daughter-in-law to ask for some old clothes worn by women, and in less than a quarter of an hour, everything is done, and the hot water and clothes are sent to Xiao You.

Qi An said to Xiao You: "You can wash it in the house, change your clothes, and I'll help you guard outside the door, so that no one will disturb you." ”

Xiao You let out a "hmm", his cheeks flushed slightly, and it was not until Qi An walked out of the house and closed the door that he took off his tattered old clothes stained with dirt and dust, and shrank his thin body into a large bathtub filled with hot water.

Although her clothes are ragged, her body is not dirty, after all, she is a Qi Condensing Monk, and the dirt and sweat stains in her body are not left on her body, and when she meditates, she can eliminate it by herself through the exchange of breath on the surface of her body, and no matter how long it takes, she can still keep her body clean.

Qi An, who was outside the door, sat on the spot, silently used Xuangong, and accelerated his recovery from his injuries.

Liu Jingyu's thunderous blow was amazingly powerful, if it weren't for Qi An's ridiculously high defensive power, I am afraid that he would have reported to Lord Yama a long time ago.

Even so, Qi An's vitality and body were almost destroyed, his heart was shattered, his breathing stopped, and he directly entered a state of suspended animation.

This time, there was no earth-shattering battle, just a few words, Qi An suffered a heavy blow, and walked on the edge of life and death, fortunately he had a special physique, almost immortal, and was able to survive, the danger is really difficult to describe.

After this incident, Qi An has included Liu Jingyu in the list of mortal enemies, regardless of whether he has a noble status or a cultivation to Tongtian, if there is a chance, he will definitely be killed.

He is not the cowardly character of his mother-in-law, but a brave man who dares to be a brave man, who has kindness to revenge, and revenge to revenge!

If you want to kill me, I will kill you!

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