Senior sister, don't be stubborn, you are already invincible.

"Sister Qi Wan..."

Qi Pingan trotted to her side and comforted: "You don't have to worry, as long as I'm here, everything will be fine."

Qi Wan turned her head and looked at Qi Pingan, who was full of concern, and couldn't help but shed tears.

"Peace, thank you. If it weren't for you... I don't know what I would have done."

Qi Pingan patted his chest and smiled brightly.

"Sister Qi Wan, don't say thank you. We all came from Qijia Village, so we are half relatives."

Qi Wan wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes and nodded while choking.

"Ok!"

Finally, Qi Wan asked again: "By the way, Ping An, will Ye Bufan die?"

Qi Ping'an was startled when he heard this, then shook his head and said: "Probably not, I didn't kill him."

"It looks very serious, just in case..."

Qi Wan wanted to say something more, but in the end he didn't say it.

Qi Ping'an saw the scruples and worries in her heart and said with relief: "Sister Qi Wan, don't worry. If you feel uneasy, then I will go to the Seven Star Gate for you."

"What are you doing at Seven Star Gate?" Qi Wan was surprised and asked quickly.

Qi Ping'an clenched his fists and said in a deep voice: "It would be fine if the Seven Star Sect doesn't care about it, but if it starts to care about it, it won't give up. We have to get rid of him before the Seven Star Sect takes action on Qijiacun to avoid endless troubles!"

Are you planning to fight a sect alone? ! !

Qi Wan stared blankly at the young man in front of her. She suddenly felt that she didn't even recognize him.

A slightly childish voice, speaking cruel words.

Her eyes revealed shocking determination and ruthlessness, making her feel that the Qi Ping'an in front of her was not like a child, but a weathered and ruthless man.

Not only is he more mature than his peers, he is even much calmer than her sister!

"Sister Qi Wan, you really don't have to worry, I can help you settle this matter, I can do it." Seeing that Qi Wan was silent, Qi Ping'an explained hurriedly.

Qi Wan came back to her senses, pulled her lips slightly, and forced out a smile.

"Okay, sister believes in you."

"Uh-huh!"

After Qi Ping'an nodded solemnly, he looked at the golden-scaled lion who was waiting aside and said, "Master Jin, Sister Qi Wan is in trouble. I can't stand by and watch. I want to go to the Seven Star Gate to discuss it, is that okay?"

The golden-scaled lion glanced at him indifferently and said, "You can go wherever you want. I have not restricted your freedom in life."

"Thank you, Lord Jin."

Qi Pingan clasped his fists.

After receiving the Golden Scale Lion's approval, he did not leave immediately. Instead, he glanced at the Golden Scale Lion from time to time and scratched the back of his neck in embarrassment.

"Master Jin, can you, can you do me a favor?"

"Say." The golden-scaled lion raised his eyebrows.

"If necessary, please give me a helping hand. After all, my current cultivation level is not strong enough..." Qi Ping'an hesitated.

Facing a sect alone, even though he was a monk at the first level of Qi Refining, he still felt a little guilty.

To be able to become a dominant force, which sect does not have a profound foundation? Are there not one or two monks in charge?

Is it so easy to deal with?

The golden-scaled lion understood what he meant and snorted softly.

"I am willing to help you, but...what can you give in exchange?"

"This......"

Qi Ping'an looked bitter and didn't know how to answer.

He hadn't thought about it.

The golden-scaled lion glanced at him coolly, "There is no free lunch in this world, and I will not help you in vain."

Qi Pingan thought for a while, gritted his teeth and said, "Master Jin, if you want me to do anything, just ask."

The golden-scaled lion raised his lips with satisfaction.

"Give me some blood every month. If you agree, I will help you."

Although his voice was low, it reached Qi Ping'an's ears clearly.

Qi Ping'an's blood not only allowed his wounds to heal quickly, but also replenished the spiritual energy consumed in his body.

In this place, the spiritual energy in his body will be reduced after use, and it is difficult to replenish it. His blood is equivalent to a tonic, which can greatly make up for his lack of spiritual energy.

"Okay, I promise you!"

After doing bloodletting for so many years, Qi Ping'an was used to it.

So he nodded in agreement without hesitation.

"Master Jin, to avoid long nights and many dreams, let's set off now."

"Yes." The golden-scaled lion nodded.

So, a group of three people headed towards the Seven Star Gate.

Along the way, Qi Wan frequently cast doubtful glances at the golden-scaled lion. His lips wriggled, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he failed to speak.

The golden-scaled lion also noticed her gaze, but he pretended not to notice anything and looked leisurely and contented.

When the three of them arrived at the foot of Qixingmen Mountain, it was already seven days later.

……

at this time.

The Seven Star Gate is already heavily guarded, with many disciples guarding the gate.

Inside the main summit meeting hall.

Ye Feng, the leader of the Seven Star Sect, sat upright on the throne with a gloomy look on his face.

The subordinates on the left and right stood with their heads bowed, waiting for orders.

Ye Feng was silent for a long time and looked up at the guards who were kneeling before His Highness.

"There are so many of you, but you can't even protect the young master. How can you have the dignity to come back to me?"

When the guards heard this, they were so frightened that they kowtowed and begged for mercy.

"Sect Master, forgive me, Sect Master, forgive me!"

"We didn't expect that the other party would turn out to be a very powerful monk at such a young age, which would lead to this misfortune for the young master..."

"Sect Master, please forgive me!"

"They are all a bunch of trash!" Ye Feng roared violently, frightening the guards kneeling at His Highness into silence.

On the side, an old man walked out slowly and said respectfully: "Senior brother, calm down. Facing monks, it is normal for them to lose to them. Fortunately, the young sect master is not seriously injured, and senior brother does not need to blame him too much."

Ye Feng looked at him and sneered: "It's no serious problem? It's not a serious problem after being beaten to pieces with all the internal organs?! It's not your son. Of course you can stand and talk without pain in your back!"

The old man had an unspeakable look on his face.

"Although the young master's injury is not serious, it will not kill him. It is just a serious injury. He only needs to rest for a few months to recover."

Ye Feng frowned and said impatiently: "No matter what, if you hurt my sect's young master, you are slapping my Qixing Sect in the face. If I don't avenge this revenge, it will be difficult to eliminate the hatred in my heart."

The old man sighed inwardly, it was really a headache for his personal grudges to involve the entire sect.

"Senior brother, I think this matter... we might as well consider it in the long run."

"A long-term plan? Why a long-term plan?! My son is being beaten like this now, what else is there to discuss!" Ye Feng was furious.

The son he had always been proud of was hurt like this because of a woman. How could he swallow this breath? !

His son is the future helmsman of the Seven Star Sect, how could he be harmed so easily by a little kid!

He will never allow it!