"Where are you going back?" Qin Yuan repeated Liao's last words, puzzled. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Are you asking me to leave here?" Qin Yuan glanced at Liao Zheng, still sluggish and wooden, like a walking corpse. If it weren't for the fact in front of him at this moment, Qin Yuan really couldn't believe that Brother Liao would kill his wife.

Qin Yuan gently put Liao's sister-in-law on the ground, and suddenly found a wet breath blowing towards him, he looked up and found that Liao Zheng was staring at him with blood-red eyes, and the blood on his mouth was still dripping. Suddenly, Liao Zheng found his wife lying on the ground, and a few traces of warmth suddenly flashed in his eyes, followed by endless rage. A sound similar to a sneer came out of his mouth, his mouth slowly opened wide, and his unusually sharp teeth appeared in front of Qin Yuan, as if he was about to pounce on him next. Qin Yuan rolled on the spot, "Yun Lian" in his hand, and made a false move with a backhand, the tip of the sword pointed directly at Liao Zheng, shaking incessantly as a warning. At this time, Liao Zheng had already lost his mind, his hands were like hooks, and he grabbed Qin Yuan's sword directly. Qin Yuan only needed a flick of his wrist to cut off all of Liao Zheng's fingers, but the friendship of his fellow disciples was still there, and he couldn't bear it in his heart, so he just flattened the sword body and waved his hands away. Liao Zheng's upper body writhed wildly, and the blood and saliva in his mouth mixed together, spraying all over the ground, forcing Qin Yuan to retreat again and again.

"Young Owner-Young Owner-" At this moment, Lao Yu's voice came from outside the house. Perhaps disturbed by the sound, Liao Zheng's movements were a little sluggish, and he twisted his head out of the door, and as soon as his side face touched the sun, he howled in pain as if he had been burned by fire. Taking this opportunity, Qin Yuan held Liao's body, jumped out of the house, and came to the courtyard.

Qin Yuan saw Xun'er at a glance, and suddenly regretted it, Liao's sister-in-law's body was in his hands, and there was no place to hide and nowhere to hide.

"Mother-" Xun'er shouted, threw herself in front of Qin Yuan, shook Sister-in-law Liao's hands that were once infinitely warm but were now gradually stiffening, and cried.

"Old Yu, what the hell is going on?" Qin Yuan asked Lao Yu while comforting poor Xun'er.

"This... The young owner..."Lao Yu held back for a long time, and he didn't say why, his face gradually turned from red to purple, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and slowly fell to the ground.

"Alas!" Qin Yuan was angry and hateful, and felt that Lao Yu had gotten into the tip of the horns.

Qin Yuan arranged the old and the young in a relatively safe place, and stood at the door and looked in. At this time, Liao Zheng, just like when Qin Yuan first saw him just now, sat quietly without making a sound.

"Why didn't he come out with him?" Qin Yuan was secretly surprised, and tiptoed to Liao Zheng's side, paying attention to it. Liao Zheng still didn't react much, his eyes staring blankly at the black and red blood stains on the ground. Qin Yuan took a step to the left, Liao Zheng's eyes did not change, Qin Yuan took another step to the right, and Liao Zheng remained the same. Qin Yuan also set his eyes on the bloodstains. Suddenly, Qin Yuan found that in the place where Sister-in-law Liao had just been lying, there was a "匚"-like symbol. Qin Yuan squatted down curiously to check, this "swish" seemed to be written with blood on his fingers, and the strokes were tortuous, presumably caused by Liao's exhaustion. But what does this "匚" represent? Qin Yuan was fascinated, and unconsciously stretched out his hand to touch the small piece of ground, but suddenly heard a beast-like whirring sound coming from Liao Zheng's throat. Qin Yuan's originally chaotic heart gradually became organized, and he immediately pulled out the "Cloud Lian" and knocked on the ground, slowly moving towards the bloodstains. Sure enough, just as the tip of the sword was about to be stained with blood, Liao Zheng opened his bloody mouth towards Qin Yuan like crazy, and the bed under him was also crumbling in its violent shaking. Qin Yuan didn't move, he looked at everything in front of him calmly, and the kind and kind appearance of Brother Liao in the past appeared in his mind, infinite sadness rose in his heart, and tears of heartache burst out of his eyes. Tears dripped down and mixed with the blood remaining on the ground, and also turned red.

Suddenly, Liao Zheng quieted down and looked at Qin Yuan with strange eyes, as if he was very puzzled by Qin Yuan's crying behavior. After a while, the corners of Liao Zheng's mouth turned upward, as if he recognized that the person in front of him was Qin Yuan.

"Smack... Finish... I—" Liao Zheng's eyes were full of begging eyes, and his neck stretched forward hard, struggling to spit out a slurred word.

When Qin Yuan heard this, tears poured down his eyes.

After a relatively wordless silence, Qin Yuan put "Yun Lian" on Liao Zheng's shoulder and neck. The trembling sword body collided with Liao Zheng's emaciated collarbone, making a heartbreaking sound.

"Never!" Qin Yiyang snapped, his hand was like lightning, and he snatched the sword from Qin Yuan's hand.

"But, father-in-law..."Qin Yuan really couldn't bear to watch Liao Zheng be tortured again.

"As long as he is alive, we will save him!" Qin Yiyang stared at Qin Yuan, his face sinking like water. Behind him was the frail old Yu.

"Shhhh "Hiss" Liao Zheng suddenly made a snake-like sound, his whole body spasmed, the corners of the impatient bed shrunk, and his sunken eye sockets gathered with incomparable fear.

What could be more terrifying than himself? Qin Yuan looked at Liao Zheng and then at his father-in-law.

"Yuan'er, you take Lao Yu out!" Qin Yiyang turned a blind eye, handed over "Yun Lian" to Qin Yuan, and commanded coldly.

"Father-in-law..."Qin Yuan begged,

"The owner of the village, I am waiting outside the door with the young owner!" said Lao Yu, quietly pulled down the corner of Qin Yuan's clothes, and retreated together.

The door closed slowly, blocking out the sun's rays. Qin Yuan walked around the courtyard with his sword in his hand, and Lao Yu Ze looked aggrieved and sighed incessantly.

"Looking for a child?" Qin Yuan suddenly remembered Sister-in-law Liao's entrustment before she died.

"Don't worry, the young owner, Xun'er and her mother are temporarily settled. He replied in a hurry.

"Oh!" Qin Yuan was a little relieved, looking at the blood stains left on the corners of Lao Yu's mouth, and asked, "How are you now?"

"The old man was irritable and embarrassed for a while, and the young owner smiled!"

Qin Yuanjian was as old as ever, and knew that his injuries were not serious, so he settled down.

"Nephew Qin Xian, can Ling Zun be again?" At this moment, a person walked into the courtyard, which surprised everyone.

"Master Feng, my father is treating Zhuang Ke, please wait a while!" Qin Yuan saw that Feng was not in vain and suddenly visited, and hurriedly stepped forward.

"Eh-just call me uncle! I'm not busy, I'm not busy! I wanted to visit Brother Qin, but I didn't want to pounce on it, and I inquired all the way to find here!" Feng Buvain saw the doubts in Qin Yuan's eyes and took the initiative to explain.

The two of them are called uncles and nephews, and they chatted with each other.

Since the door was closed, there had been no sound in the house, and Qin Yuan's mood had gradually become irritable.

"Father-in-law, the head of the Jingdao Sect is coming to visit!" When they didn't talk much, Qin Yuan pulled out of the house and said loudly.

Everything is silent, as still as water.

"Brother Qin, little brother Feng is not in vain to come to bother, I don't know if I can enjoy it?" Feng Bu also came to the front of the room, and asked to see him with a smile.