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Qian Xingyun couldn't resist the sudden blade attack from the crowd, he hurriedly dodged but was still scratched on his arm, black blood flowed out from the wound in an instant, Qian Xingyun was stunned, gritted his teeth and backed away with all his strength, all the disciples of Qianjia also paid attention When it came to Leng Dao who was attacking the Patriarch, he hurriedly surrounded Qian Xingyun to protect him. Qian Li and Mo Qingxiang even stood in front of Qian Xingyun. They were clearly two children but they were as determined as a hero.

The knife was smeared with poison, as long as it cut through the skin and entered the blood, the toxin would immediately paralyze the meridians of the whole body, and Qian Xingyun felt his arm start to go numb in just a few seconds.Forcibly moving his kung fu to seal his pulse, he raised his eyes to see Bailichen sneering with a knife in his hand, his whole body overflowing with murderous aura.

At this moment, Qian Xingyun finally understood that the Bailichen in front of him was no longer the Bailichen he had known as his brother and brother through life and death, but the owner of Qijue Villa who would do anything for power and power and betray his trust.

Ever since Huo's mother started, the disciples of the Huo family had lost control and had already fought with the black envoys. Although the black envoys were all skilled in martial arts, their number was limited after all, and they couldn't defend themselves against dozens of disciples of the Huo family.At the beginning, the disciples of the Qian family were ordered not to do anything, but now seeing that the Patriarch was injured, he couldn't hold back his inner anger, and immediately rushed forward with a knife.Although the other sects and factions are still on the sidelines, Qian Xingyun knows that it will only be a matter of time before they make a move.

Qian Xingyun glanced at Bailichen, finally shook his head and sighed, and clenched the afterimage knife around his waist, this brother who had been with him for many years.But, in the end, it was time to let go.

Qian Xingyun loosened his hand, took the afterimage knife from his waist, and pulled Qianli's arm, Qianli turned around, but saw that Qian Xingyun's pale face had revealed a trace of bruise.But he forced a smile and said: "Patriarch, don't worry, I will definitely protect you."

Qian Xingyun stared at the firmness on the immature face in front of him, and said with a relieved smile: "Qianli has really grown up, unlike my son, who is 20 years old but still stubborn like a child..." Pause Dun Qianxingyun handed the afterimage to Qianli and continued: "Put away the afterimage knife, find a time to leave Cangyun Palace, and be sure to hand it over to Elder Brother."

"Patriarch..." Startled thousands of miles away, Qian Xingyun's tone was clearly an account of his funeral.

Qian Xingyun's face was dark, and he shook his head with a wry smile and said, "Bailichen has evil intentions and is determined to put me to death. I have understood the matter until today. Since he wants to fight me, I will accept it." Qian Xingyun His eyes were red as if there were tears but he could not shed, he took a deep breath and said, "But Baili Chen's purpose is probably not only to kill me, he wants to destroy the Qian family, so you take the afterimage to find senior brother... ...As long as Xiaohan is still alive and the afterimage is still in the Qianjia, then the Yishui Qianjia will not be destroyed!"

Qianli was sad in his heart, but had to accept the afterimage.Since the advent of the four famous knives in ancient times, the afterimage knife has been synonymous with Yishui Qianjia, and the afterimage is present in Qianjia.

At this time, the swords on the Cangyun Palace collided with people, reprimanded and roared, and blood splattered everywhere.The previous battle between Huo Qian's family had changed with Baili Chen's action to the Huo family and Qijue Villa to join forces to kill Yishui Qian's family.

Some small gangs who are still sober have already fled, and the remaining people are all targeting the Qian family, and the Qian family has become the target of public criticism.

Qian Xingyun slowly stood up straight, took his knife from Qianli's hand, walked up to Qianli and Mo Qingxiang, and said in a low voice, "Xiang'er, go find Xiaohan with Qianli, let's go now!"

After speaking, he turned his head to look at the other disciples of the Qian family who had already fought with the disciples of the Huo family. After a while, he withdrew his gaze and clenched his fists.He knew that those disciples could no longer leave...

Seeing that Mo Qingxiang and Qianli were still standing in place, Qian Xingyun scolded them for the first time: "Let's go! This is the Patriarch's order!"

Mo Qingxiang gritted her teeth with tears in her eyes, she who never shed tears can't shed at this moment!

"go!"

Mo Qingxiang ran towards the entrance of the main hall without looking back.She won't look back, and she doesn't dare to look back, she's afraid that if she turns around, she will rush over desperately to live and die with that person who is like her father.

For many years, Qian Xingyun has been silently loving her and many senior brothers. His arms are broad and firm, as if they can hold all mountains and rivers.He raised them and taught them martial arts. Although he was very strict, she could really feel the silent love...

Just like at this moment, leave the safe back to them, and take the danger alone...

It was agreed not to shed tears, after stepping out of the gate of Cangyun Palace, Mo Qingxiang finally couldn't hold back, tears welled up in his eyes.

Because this time, she might lose him forever.

Mo Qingxiang and Qianli ran all the way, heading west along Yishui.

The night was gloomy, and lead-colored clouds gradually covered the waning moon in the sky. It wasn't until thunderstorms and heavy rain poured down that Mo Qingxiang realized that they didn't even know where Eldest Brother was...

Seeing Mo Qingxiang suddenly stop in his tracks, Qianli was stunned and called out in a low voice: "Senior sister?"

Hearing the sound, Mo Qingxiang suddenly fell to her knees on the ground. She collapsed at this moment. She is not worthy to be a senior sister who is thousands of miles away, but she can't find the senior brother at such an urgent moment. If the senior brother can arrive at Cangyun Palace in time, he Maybe her ability can turn the tide... But she missed this opportunity because of her roughness...

"Sister!"

Mo Qingxiang was still sinking into deep self-blame, when he suddenly heard Qianli's voice change, and when he raised his head, he saw that a dozen men in black had already surrounded them!

Mo Qingxiang suddenly came to his senses, and immediately stood up and subconsciously protected Qianli behind him.

A bolt of lightning pierced the sky, and the rain became heavier.It was the sudden night rain that covered up the sound of footsteps, and now it seemed that these men in black had been following them since they left Azure Cloud Palace.

Before Mo Qingxiang could speak, one of the men in black said: "Miss Mo, we are sent by the pavilion master to meet you, please..."

"Hehe..." Mo Qingxiang interrupted the man in black with a sneer. She touched the rain on her face and said, "Please don't fart, you belong to the old thief!"

These people in black wear black crescent masks like the black envoys in the Cangyun Palace, but Mo Qingxiang can tell at a glance that they are not. Not long ago, a group of black envoys fell behind her in the capital, pretending to protect her , she was forced to get along with the black envoy for almost a month, how could she not be familiar with what the black envoy was like, even if they were not from the same group, they were trained by the same person.

His identity was directly exposed, and the leader of the man in black simply didn't hide anything and said straight to the point: "Miss Mo really understands, so please hand over the afterimage knife."

Qian Yuhan and Huo Yunqi returned to Liaoyi together, but when they were halfway there, it suddenly rained heavily, and they had to slow down, but at this time an owl flew over.

It is the common sense of people in the Jianghu to use owls to send messages on rainy nights, but it is not easy to train such accurate owls. It is the first time Huo Yunqi has seen a mobile recipient on a rainy night.

"Who sent it?" Huo Yunqi asked.

Qian Yuhan frowned and said nothing, he flicked his whip and galloped away.

Huo Yunqi didn't chase after him immediately, but got off his horse and picked up the note Qian Yuhan dropped. The writing on it had been blurred by the rain, and he could barely read it:

Cangyun Palace is in trouble, return quickly. --shallow

The author has something to say: I didn’t make it before twelve o’clock, and I’m still so short. I’ve been really decadent recently, self-reflection ing (cover my face and cry~)