After the divorce, the female CEO of Bingshan begged to get back together.

"The Duan family in Dali?"

Qin Yun raised his eyebrows. He still knew a little about this family. An ancient martial arts family was considered semi-reclusive.

"That's right. I blamed my brother before, but I'd like to thank you this time."

Duan Qianming nodded, then cupped his fists and said.

Qin Yun nodded and said: "It's just a little effort. I'm also curious about what they want to do."

Duan Qianming was silent for a moment, looked at Qin Yun and said, "I don't know what I call my brother?"

"Qin Yun."

Qin Yun said without concealment.

"Qin Yun?"

Duan Qianming frowned. This name sounded familiar, as if he had heard it somewhere.

But he didn't dwell on it too much. He bowed slightly and said, "Wan'er was able to escape this time, thanks to Brother Qin. Who is Brother Qin's sect?"

Qin Yun shook his head slightly and then said: "I told you that you may not know, so it's better not to ask."

Duan Qianming was embarrassed for a while, and then said: "Just now, I heard the sound of fighting outside. I wonder who these people are who kidnapped Wan'er?"

"Black-robed shaman from Miao territory."

Qin Yun replied.

"Black-robed witch?"

Duan Qianming's face darkened and he whispered: "This ancient Miao tribe is so brave, they actually dare to kidnap..."

But before he finished his sentence, Duan Qianming stopped what he was saying, and then said: "No matter what, I have to thank Brother Qin this time. If I have the opportunity to go to Dali in the future, Duan will definitely treat me generously!"

Qin Yun glanced at him, shook his head slightly, and then said: "There is no need to say more to thank you. If you are fine, just leave first. Don't disturb me while I'm reading."

Duan Qianming was stunned, looking at Qin Yun's serious look, he could only smile a little aggrievedly, and then said: "Okay, then I won't disturb Brother Qin."

After saying that, he looked deeply at Qin Yun and turned around to leave.

At this time, Tang Xiaotian passed by him and came to Qin Yun: "Mr. Qin, are you okay?"

Qin Yun glanced at him and said nothing.

Tang Xiaotian didn't care and said to himself: "I didn't expect that guy to be from the Duan family in Dali. The Duan family was also a royal family a long time ago."

"I remember that the Duan family in Dali is a master of swordsmanship. The Duan family is very famous in the Bashu area. They don't even have to give face to the king of Shuzhou. They are regarded as the local tyrants."

"The Tang family and the Ming family and the Huo family are not worth mentioning in their eyes! I remember that when I was a child, I heard my grandfather say that the Duan family has no idea of ​​fighting for power. If they want to, in a word , can cause chaos in southern Xinjiang!"

Hearing his eloquent words, Qin Yun frowned impatiently and said, "Isn't it over?"

Qin Yun definitely knows more about these things than he does. He knows the Duan family's past history better than anyone else, not to mention that his master has a relationship with the Duan family.

Seeing Qin Yun's unhappy look, Tang Xiaotian realized that he had spoken too much and quickly closed his mouth.

Being so disturbed by Tang Xiaotian, Qin Yun was no longer in the mood to continue reading. He took out his mobile phone and took a photo of the runes on it, then turned around and left.

After walking out of the cave, Qin Yun found that Duan Qianming and others had not left yet.

"Why haven't you left yet?"

Qin Yun asked with a frown.

Duan Qianming said: "Brother Qin, this place is a bit far from the county seat, and it's not convenient to take a taxi. I'm here to wait for you to return together."

Qin Yun raised his eyebrows and secretly thought that this guy was quite good at getting things done. He nodded and said, "If you're interested, let's go."

With that said, they walked down the mountain.

However, before taking two steps, Qin Yun suddenly remembered something, waved his hand and punched out. A violent spiritual fist blast came out. After a loud noise, the entrance of the cave was immediately flattened.

"Let's go."

After dealing with this point, Qin Yun clapped his hands.

When Duan Qianming and Lu Xueman saw this scene, their expressions froze. Looking at the cave that had collapsed, and then at Qin Yun's back, their eyes were filled with the meaning of turbulent waves.

Is this kid still human? He collapsed a cave with just one punch?

You know, he is a master in cultivation, and even he can't do it so easily.

"Qian Ming, who is this guy? How can he be so powerful?"

Lu Xueman asked warily. As a woman, her instinct told her that this man was extraordinary.

Duan Qianming came back to his senses and said: "I don't know either. He said his name is Qin Yun. He is indeed extraordinary. The punch just now was so powerful that even my grandfather might not be able to hit it."

"Qin Yun?"

Lu Xueman paused, then seemed to think of something, and asked in surprise: "Could he be?"

She looked at Qin Yun's back in horror.

"What is it?"

Duan Qianming asked hurriedly.

"Qian Ming, do you still remember that King Qin Yan came to Shuzhou to make a big fuss about the Huo family when Jiangnan was rumored to be in an uproar some time ago?"

Lu Xueman looked at Duan Qianming and asked.

"Of course I know. This King of Hell of Qin is very famous in the Daxia martial arts world. How could I..."

As he spoke, he paused for a moment, then his eyes flashed with horror and he said, "You wouldn't say that he is the King of Hell of Qin, right?"

"It is very possible that his surname is Qin, and he is super strong. Maybe he is the rumored Qin King of Hell!"

Lu Xueman nodded.

"How is it possible? How could King Qin Yan be so young?"

Duan Qianming said in disbelief.

Judging from his appearance, Qin Yun should be almost the same age as himself, not even older than him. He has been practicing hard for more than ten years before he is a master. How could he be the King of Hell of Qin!

Rumor has it that the Qin King of Hell can kill the Grand Master!

"everything is possible!"

Lu Xueman, on the other hand, was extremely calm at this moment. She looked at Qin Yun's back and analyzed: "In a while, we can think of a way to talk."

"No, it's best not to. Regardless of whether he is the King of Hell of Qin or not, we can't afford to offend him based on his cultivation. This is not Dali, so it's best not to mess around!"

"If you annoy him, you'll lose more than you gain."

Although it was a bit difficult to accept that Qin Yun was younger and stronger than him, he soon realized that such a master would be withdrawn and if he was displeased, the gain would outweigh the loss.

"Ok."

Lu Xueman could only nod helplessly, but when she looked at Qin Yun's back, she changed a little.

Before, she thought Qin Yun was an elevator madman, but now that she thinks about it, she feels scared. But if he got angry, she would probably have crossed the bridge of naihe by now.

Two hours later, they successfully returned to the hotel.

At this time, it was already starting to get dimly lit outside, and after a night of hard work, there was almost no rest.

As soon as he returned to the room, there was a knock on the door. Qin Yun got up impatiently and walked over. Didn't he plan to ask himself to rest for a while?

"Who?"

Qin Yun opened the door. He thought it was Duan Qianming again, but unexpectedly, after opening the door, he saw Lu Xueman standing at the door with a timid look on his face...