Chapter 9 Turning against each other

Qin Yuan guessed correctly, as soon as the oil lamp in his hand went out, someone outside the house asked him crisply. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Is that you?" The comer's voice trembled slightly, as if he was unusually excited, although it was not as free and tactful as before, but it also haunted Qin Yuan's soul for many days.

"Wan'er, but you?" Qin Yuan put down the oil lamp and walked out of the window, only to see a figure of Na Na appearing in the moonlight.

"Wan'er, why are you veiled?" Qin Yuan glanced at the black veil on half of Qin Wanxi's face, which was very strange.

"It's not thanks to you!" Qin Wanxi raised her eyebrows, and her tone was suddenly full of hatred.

"Whoosh!whoosh!whoosh!" Qin Yuan never expected that when he met again, he was greeted by three arrows on his junior sister's vault-breaking bow.

Qin Yuan's secret path was not good, and he knew that his internal strength was far from the realm that he had summoned before. Three feathered arrows came one after another, and he scrambled to dodge them one by one. Despite this, there were three shallow blood marks on his body.

"Wan'er, why is this?" Qin Yuan shouted in shock.

"Why? You know it, why do you want to ask me again?" Qin Wanxi's voice made Qin Yuan feel as if he was in an ice cave.

"This..."Qin Yuan was confused, and he didn't know where to start for a while.

"What about my father-in-law?, is he an old man?" Qin Yiyang was always a concern in his heart, and he couldn't help blurting out.

"Daddy..."Qin Wanxi snorted softly, as if fire was about to burst out in her eyes, and without hesitation in her hand, the bowstring rang out continuously, and she actually shot all the arrows in the quiver towards Qin Yuan.

It was both grief and indignation, and the arrow in Qin Wanxi's hand was missing the crosshair, even so, it also made Qin Yuan use all kinds of body techniques thoroughly. When Qin Wan's feather arrows were exhausted, Qin Yuan was out of breath, and "Yun Lian" got out of his hand, and a few deep or shallow blood marks were added to his body.

Qin Yuan sat on the ground tiredly, panting heavily, as if he no longer had the strength to dodge. In the moonlight, the two stood and sat down, falling into a relatively wordless silence. After a while, Qin Yuan's breath returned to smoothness, he raised his head and looked at Qin Wanxi thoughtfully, but saw the new tears on her face.

"Wan'er, what's wrong with him, father-in-law?" Qin Yuan got up and came to his junior sister and asked softly.

"You colluded with the devil to kill my father, why are you pretending... Isn't it enough for you to torture me?" Qin Wanxi's cheeks wet with tears, and she couldn't stop trembling.

"Wan'er, this... My father-in-law treats me as if I was my own, how can I, Qin Yuan, be a great rebel?" Qin Yuan was inexplicably surprised in his heart, and stepped forward and said.

"Stand back!" Qin Wanxi couldn't cry anymore, and suddenly pulled out the sword in her waist and pointed it at Qin Yuan's neck.

"Wan'er, you must have been bewitched by gossip, I saw my father-in-law and his old man with my own eyes a few days ago!" Qin Yuan said loudly.

"Oh, really, what did my father say, what did he do?" Qin Wanxi stopped crying and asked coldly.

"Well, he seems to be going to kill me, and then I don't know..."Qin Yuan tried to recall, and said embarrassedly.

"Hmph, what is my way, it's not that my father has asked you for his soul!" Qin Wanxi raised her eyebrows and said sharply.

Qin Yuan was speechless for a while, thinking back to that time, he was full of hot poison, and he really couldn't tell which was real and which was an illusion.

"Senior sister, no matter what, I won't do such a thing!" Qin Yuan said weakly.

"Phew, who is your junior sister! You can't do this, so you colluded with Ji Xuexin, the devil!, what are you talking about?" Qin Wanxi said, tears welling up in her eyes again.

"Senior sister, these are all unwarranted!" Qin Yuan's intuition was spinning, as if jumping into the Yellow River, and his innocence could not be washed away.

"I didn't expect you to be so shameless! Could it be that the master of Shaolin Yiguan and the Taoist chief of Wudang Wuyazi are all talking nonsense?" Qin Wan gritted her silver teeth angrily.

"I..." Qin Yuan was dumbfounded, unable to argue.

"You... Get out! If I see you again, ten thousand arrows will pierce my heart!" Qin Wanxi turned her back and said decisively.

Hearing this, Qin Yuan's heart was like ashes, recalling that he had been lonely and helpless since he was a child, and he was adopted by his father-in-law, so that he could be accompanied by a beautiful woman, and now it seems that everything beautiful is like a reflection in the water, but it is so illusory. Looking at Wan'er's sobbing background, Qin Yuan burned all his thoughts. Revenge and revenge! It turns out that he is the culprit! Qin Yuan suddenly felt that he was like a clown jumping off the beam, but he didn't realize it before.

"Hahaha..."Qin Yuan suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed, hearing that Qin Wanxi was shocked, but saw Qin Yuan slowly picking up "Yun Lian" on the ground, and when he straightened up, tears were already falling.

"Wan'er, I'm sorry for you, I'm sorry for Father, I... The sin deserves death!" After speaking, Qin Yuan met Qin Wanxi's surprised gaze, took out "Yun Lian" and wiped it on his neck.

"No!" Qin Wanxi exclaimed in surprise and hurriedly stepped forward, but it was too late.

At this moment, a huge air current knocked Qin Wanxi to the ground, and when she turned over and sat up, Qin Yuan, who was still in front of her, had disappeared.

"Don't let me see you again..."Qin Wanxi muttered with tears in her eyes.

However, as soon as Qin Yuan's sword touched his skin, he felt a soreness in his wrist, and he could no longer exert his strength, and before he could react, his body was like a cloud, and he was carried out of the village quickly. After a while, when he reached a secluded place, the man stopped, and Qin Yuan was directly thrown to the ground, falling painfully.

"What kind of system is it to seek death and life for a little thing?" Before the Venus in front of Qin Yuan's eyes had dispersed, the man gave a lesson.

At this time, Qin Yuan saw clearly that it was the old beggar who met in the roadside shop who saved him.

"This matter has nothing to do with you, so why meddle?" Qin Yuan said hatefully.

"Yo, I feel like my dog is a mouse, nosy!?" said the old beggar in a strange tone.

Qin Yuan twisted his head to the side and ignored it.

"It's easy for you to die, so who are the dozens of lives of the Qin family and the many deaths and injuries of the various sects?"

"What? Howling Sword Villa... Was it destroyed?" Qin Yuan was shocked, although he had a premonition from this, he never expected such a consequence.

"Not yet, at least you're still alive!" the old beggar looked at him with deep meaning in his eyes.

"Me?" Qin Yuan smiled bitterly: "I'm a waste now!"

"Hmph..."The old beggar sneered twice, and said disappreciably: "If it is according to your words, if you have no martial arts, you are a waste, and there are so many wasted people in the world!"

"Say it lightly!" Qin Yuanli was exhausted, still refusing to let go.

"Alas, the descendants of the Qin family, are they all so unbearable?" the old beggar had something to say, and Qin Yuan's face was red and white when he heard it.

"Don't insult the prestige of my Qin family!" Qin Yuan roared with a sullen face, but he was a little weak-hearted.

"Okay, if there is a real move, show it and see!" The old beggar was thrilled and pursued after the victory.