Window Han Xiling

Qi'ao's family came to pick up the body and brought it back to the ancestral hall for burial.

Qian Qiuxue stood in the mourning hall with low eyebrows, accompanying her master.

Zhuo Zhuo was talking to the old lady Qi who was grieving but still maintained her demeanor.

"It's you!" The [-]-year-old man said angrily, "You killed my younger brother, and now you're killing my son! You deserve to die!"

Qian Qiuxue raised her eyes, and the palm wind came suddenly.

She knew who this person was, and she also knew that this palm would break her muscles and bones.

Moreover, he practiced poison palm.

She can hide, but she can't hide.

She is a basically ruined trash that cannot be avoided.

She couldn't avoid it, and others couldn't hold her back when they were in a panic.

The palm fell firmly on the person, Qian Qiuxue only felt that her body sank, and a soft thing leaned against her arms.

She froze for a moment, and tremblingly said: "Master?"

With black blood dripping from the corner of Zhuo Zhuo's mouth, he said hoarsely, "How are you?"

The old lady Qi slapped her eldest son out.

"You're crazy! The one who killed Qi Ze was Qian Ye, what did he have to do with Miss Zhuo Zhuo's apprentice!"

"Quick, call someone!"

There was chaos in the lobby.

Qian Qiuxue held her scorching wrist, and slowly passed her internal strength.

Her pulse condition was not good, as if it would break at any moment.

She did this patiently and carefully, as if the noise in the lobby had nothing to do with her.

It's just that she kept pressing her fancy sword with her free hand, and when Zhuo Zhuo got better, she killed the old thief with a single blow.

It was her negligence that made her suffer like this.

"Qianye?" He sneered and said, "Could it be that mother also believes in ghosts and ghosts? The one who sneaked into Qi's house that night was clearly her! Qi Ao's and Qi Ze's death methods are similar, how can there be such a coincidence?"

"I……"

"Senior Qi Lian, if it is true that Qian Qiuxue killed Brother Ling and Young Master Ling, Mingjiao will never tolerate it, but Senior Qi Lian was hurt first, and this junior will be rude." Jing Xing stepped into the lobby and said: "Come on, send me off." Senior Qilian and the old lady are going to rest."

This is forbidden in disguise.

Qi Lian said coldly: "Don't bother me, but I have to kill this little beast first, and even if I am buried with Zhuo Zhuo girl in the future, I will have no complaints."

"Who are you, do I need you to be buried with me?" Zhuo Zhuo said impatiently after Qian Qiuxue sorted out his skills better.

Although the voice is weak, it is no different from before.

She didn't have time to ask her apprentice where he got such a great skill, when others saw his movements, they thought it was worry, so they just held him.

She was helped up by Qian Qiuxue, and she said solemnly: "If you want to touch my apprentice, save your life first."

Jing Xing drew out his sword.

Qian Qiuxue held the scorching wrist motionlessly, making it dazzling.

"Is this the attitude of Mingjiao?"

"You attacked the junior for no reason, and you hurt me again. You're being polite if you don't break a muscle, but senior Qi Lian actually asked me about Mingjiao's attitude?"

Zhuo Zhuo pointed to the sword at his waist, and said: "This is the attitude of Mingjiao."

"When my apprentice came, his meridians were destroyed, and he didn't even have the strength to hold a sword, so how could he kill that senior Qi Ze who has always been famous in the world?" Zhuo Zhuo said: "Could it be that senior Qi Lian lost his head due to worrying too much? .”

"Okay, okay," Qi Lian said with a big laugh, "I figured it out, Mingjiao has a nest of snakes and rats, how can there be any public opinion? Let's go!"

Zhuo Zhuo said from behind: "I will not send you far away."

Qi Lian turned her head and said bitterly: "You protect her like this, I want to see if she barks her wolf teeth at you in the future, will you sacrifice yourself to feed the wolves, or cut off her head."

"Don't bother, you should worry about your own head." Zhuo Zhuo replied.

She didn't seem to be poisoned at all, she turned her head and said to Qian Qiuxue: "What he said is true?"

"Master trust me?"

"If you say it, I will believe it."

Qian Qiuxue said softly: "No."

"Okay, that's fine." Zhuo Zhuo smiled suddenly, "I'm still here, no one should put on a face for my apprentice, and say you, Jing..." She spat out a mouthful of blood.

"master!"

"shining!"

God, it's getting dark.