It has been an hour since the kidnapping of the child, and the Qin family will definitely send a helicopter to pick up people as soon as possible, I am afraid that it will not be long before the helicopter should come.

Since he has already killed the disciples of the Sword Sect, why not wait for some time, he will meet the people of the Qin family, so that he can find out what the Qin family is planning.

Xiao Cheng scanned the sky for a week, and found no trace of the helicopter for the time being, pinching out the Qingshan Qinshui technique to try to recover the wound on his body, but the effect was not ideal, after all, the wound was caused by sword qi, and it was difficult to recover instantly, it would take at least half an hour.

Xiao Chenghun didn't care, pushed open the door of the villa, and walked into the villa.

In the large living room of the villa, all the children had already fainted under pressure when Song Qingyu released his domineering momentum at the beginning.

The momentum of a Jindan powerhouse may not be anything in the eyes of a powerhouse in the same realm, but it is unbearable for ordinary people, let alone a child about ten years old.

Liu Qingqing heard an earth-shattering bang just now, felt the power of the unbridled sword qi, and was very anxious, although she believed in Xiao Cheng's strength, but Xiao Cheng was a person after all, a good man was hard to beat, and this loud noise was likely to come from Jin Dan's self-explosion.

"I hope the eldest brother doesn't have anything to do!"

The more Liu Qingqing thought about it, the more anxious she became, her eyebrows and eyes were full of worry, her hands were trapped by special ropes, she gritted her teeth, and rubbed the rope hard in the corner of the wall, and it took about ten minutes to break the rope, and quickly removed the rope on her body and stood up.

Liu Qingqing's white skirt was stained with a lot of dust, her fair face was full of worry, and there were faint traces of blood on the corners of her mouth.

Liu Qingqing walked quickly to the window, and suddenly heard a squeak, the door of the villa was wide open, the starlight and moonlight poured into it like water, and a person covered in blood strode into the villa, and the sea breeze followed, with a pungent smell of blood.

Liu Qingqingfang's heart beat violently, and when she saw that the person who came was Xiao Cheng, she saw that Xiao Cheng was covered with sword wounds, and his angular face was covered with blood, his clothes were messy, and he was a little wolf.

Liu Qingqing felt an inexplicable tingling pain in her heart, walked forward quickly, tears rolled down, and she shouted softly: "Big brother!"

The three sisters have lived in Shenfeng Mountain since they were children, and their master depends on each other, Xiao Cheng is the first man she has ever seen, which left a deep impression on her.

Later, Yiyi and Xiao Cheng often cultivated in pairs, and she also felt a little embarrassed, coupled with the fact that the three sisters had the same heart, and subtly had a lot of feelings for Xiao Cheng, although she was a little reserved and shy by nature, and did not show it, in fact, she had already secretly agreed.

At this time, seeing Xiao Cheng's blood-drenched appearance, where else could he take care of, he quickly came to Xiao Cheng's side, took out a white handkerchief, and carefully wiped the blood on Xiao Cheng's face, his white hands trembled slightly, and his autumn-like eye waves were extremely soft, and the water stains were shining.

"Big brother......! Are you okay?" Liu Qingqing asked in a trembling voice, did a faint flush climb on his face, tears were stained, and he was inexhaustibly shy and shy.

Xiao Cheng looked at the shy and shy second sister-in-law, with a sense of cherishment, feeling Liu Qingqing's worry and concern, his heart was soft, and he subconsciously stretched out his hand to wipe Liu Qingqing's tears, but found that his hands were full of blood and stopped moving.

Liu Qingqing stretched out her plain hand, gently held Xiao Cheng's wrist, and brought her pretty face close to Xiao Cheng's palm, her eyes rippled, and her fair pretty face was a little redder.

Xiao Cheng gently wiped Qingqing's tears, stroked the smooth pretty face, felt the soft touch of the fair-skinned face, was extremely relieved in his heart, smiled slightly, scraped Qingqing's Qiong nose, shook his head and quipped: "I'm fine, it's just a flesh wound, don't cry, it won't look good when you cry!"

Xiao Cheng has never been a person with a long love for children, and he will not deliberately do anything to please someone, but for the woman he likes, he will also give enough love, and will not pretend to be a moral person and refuse anything.

The three sisters of Qingqing are all the women he likes, not to mention that they can't do it if they don't like it, the three sisters are born from the same root, how can they be cruelly separated, and naturally those who come will not refuse.

"Hmm!" Liu Qingqing heard Xiao Cheng's ridiculous words, knowing that Xiao Cheng was indeed fine, her heart was relieved, and then she reacted, she was too impulsive, her face was as red as blood and she lowered her head, her hair covered most of her face, her eyebrows were lowered, and she was ashamed.

Seeing Qingqing's shame, his face was as red as blood, and his eyes were rippling, Xiao Cheng couldn't help but move his index finger, reached out to hold his slender waist, and lowered his head to approach Qingqing.

Liu Qingqingfang's heart was beating wildly, her delicate body couldn't help but tremble, her heart was extremely contradictory, her brain was blank, and somehow, she suddenly resolutely came down, summoned all her courage, raised her fair pretty face, and her eyes were confused.

Xiao Cheng was about to kiss Qingqing's delicate lips, and suddenly there was a "buzzing" roar outside, which instantly broke the quiet and warm atmosphere, Liu Qingqing came back from the love just now, was greatly embarrassed, and subconsciously took a few steps back and left Xiao Cheng's embrace.

For a while, they looked at each other, a little embarrassed.

"It's really time!" Xiao Cheng cursed a dirty word in his heart, extremely uncomfortable. It must be the Qin family's helicopter that comes, if it doesn't come sooner or later, it doesn't come at this time, and it's not sincere to add to the blockage.

"Qingqing, you're here, I'll go out and have a look!" Xiao Cheng smiled faintly, rubbed his hands a little unsatisfied, walked to the villa gate, suddenly turned around again, and quipped: "We'll continue later!"

Liu Qingqing naturally knew what Xiao Cheng was talking about, buried his head lower, didn't dare to look at Xiao Cheng, his face turned even redder, he bit his lower lip, and hummed softly in a gnat-like voice.

......

The dawn of the eastern sky emerges, the waves in the sea are rolling, dyed golden by the light, and the blue sea and golden waves are seen from afar, which is magnificent and charming.

A civilian transport helicopter descended rapidly over the island, and the propeller spun and made a loud roar, and the propeller brought a strong wind pressure, blowing the grass and trees bending over and the sea waves.

The helicopter hummed down, rolling up countless dust, the pilot gestured back, the door opened, and three people stepped down from the helicopter.

The two people next to him were wearing Taoist robes, dressed as typical cultivators, and in the middle was a young man who was no more than twenty-five years old, dressed in a well-ironed suit and leather shoes, and the two cultivators were faintly headed by a young man in a suit.

The young man in the suit is Qin Shuangji, the third young master of the Qin family, although his talent and cultivation are not as good as Qin Shuanglong, the first heir of the family owner, but he is also the leader of the Qin family's peers, and he has successfully entered the realm of Jindan at the age of twenty-four.

Qin Shuangji walked quickly out of the range of the helicopter's strong wind under the arch guard of the two doormen, covering his hair with one hand, as if he was afraid that the strong wind would blow up the shiny head, and the corners of his mouth were smug and excited.

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~RS