The correct way to open Chenyuan Lively and Fragrant

075 Blood Revenge

There are no pedestrians on the street at night.

Wen Shixuan supported the drunk Ning Zhiyuan, appeared at the end of the long street, and walked slowly.

"I, I'm really, really happy tonight!" Ning Zhiyuan blushed and spoke intermittently, his fingers dangling in the air: "Our Ning, Ning and Wen families can finally let go of past grievances and grievances, and join hands to fight against Japan and Japan. I will..."

"Yeah, I'm as happy as big brother..." Wen Shixuan dealt with it casually while looking around: "Oh, no!"

Ning Zhiyuan half-closed his eyes: "What's the matter?"

Wen Shixuan showed an anxious face: "My folding fan is gone! It is a treasure that Su Dongpo inscribed on, a family heirloom of my Wen family. It must have fallen in a restaurant just now..."

Ning Zhiyuan waved his hand: "Then you should hurry back and look for it..."

Wen Shixuan: "But brother is so drunk..."

Ning Zhiyuan: "I'm fine! I'm familiar with every inch of this town, and I can go home with my eyes closed."

Wen Shixuan helped Ning Zhiyuan to sit down at the corner of the street.

Wen Shixuan: "Brother, you can rest here for a while, I'll go to the restaurant to find a fan."

Ning Zhiyuan closed his eyes and waved his hand, signaling Wen Shixuan to leave.

Wen Shixuan looked at Ning Zhiyuan with a complicated expression, then turned and left.

"Yichen...Yichen..." Ning Zhiyuan closed his eyes and fell to the ground, muttering in his mouth: "You wait for me...I will slowly solve all this...wait for me..."

Ning Zhiyuan was thinking dimly: When I clear up the misunderstanding, we can reconcile and be together again...Yichen...I...

With complete withdrawal of consciousness, Ning Zhiyuan fell asleep.

Le Yan appeared on the other side of the long street.

Le Yan flew over, helped Ning Zhiyuan up, took the Xingshen Incense and shook it under her nose: "Ning Zhiyuan! Wake up!"

Ning Zhiyuan half-opened his eyes: "Smelly, stinky girl, you, why are you here?"

Le Yan: "Brother An suddenly came to me this afternoon. He said that Sister Huizi told him that you would be in danger. He asked me to remind you to be more careful. It is best not to go out alone..."

Ning Zhiyuan frowned: "Hui, Xiaoya Huizi? You, you still trust her?"

Le Yan: "I believe in her. Although she is Japanese and she has her position, I can feel the contradiction in her heart. I believe that the heart of a person who really loves fragrance will not be dark and dirty at least of…"

Two masked men suddenly fell from the sky, and Le Yan was shocked: "Ah! Come on, let's go!"

Le Yan supported Ning Zhiyuan, but Ning Zhiyuan was still drunk and didn't understand the situation at all.

The masked man quickly pulled out the dagger at his waist and rushed forward.

Le Yan was quick to wit, let go of Ning Zhiyuan, quickly took out a box of face powder from her bosom and threw it out.

The red face powder turned into a sky full of red mist.

The two masked men rushed into the red mist, staggered and coughed, and took a few steps back.

Masked Man A said in blunt Chinese: "Your fragrant honey is useless, we are all scented with incense to repel bees today..."

Le Yan was clever, and smiled slyly: "It's a pity! What I used today is not the honey that attracts bees, but the poisonous mist. You have already been poisoned by me. If you move around again, the poison will attack faster!"

The two masked men coughed and looked at each other, hesitating and not rushing forward.

Ning Zhiyuan was stunned, half sober from the wine, opened his eyes wide and shocked to see the scene in front of him.

Le Yan whispered: "Hurry up and run!"

Le Yan took the opportunity to support Ning Zhiyuan and walked quickly.

Masked Person A: "(Japanese) This seems to be just a powder for women, it's not poisonous..."

Masked Man B: "(Japanese) I can't take care of that much anymore, if the task is not completed, the president will be very angry!"

Covering their mouths and noses with their hands, the two masked men charged forward through the red mist.

Ning Zhiyuan instinctively pushed Le Yan behind him, and the short knife of the masked man rushing forward slashed at Ning Zhiyuan.

With a bang, a medicine box flew over from the air, blocked Ning Zhiyuan's body, and was cut in half by the masked man's dagger.

An Yichen and An Qiusheng rushed over, stepped forward to fight the two masked men.

Ning Zhiyuan also rushed forward to join the battle, and the five of them fought in a melee.

The two masked men were defeated, they exchanged glances with each other, and both of them withdrew their knives and quickly dodged into a nearby dark alley.

Ning Zhiyuan fell to the ground suddenly, Le Yan hurriedly supported her.

Ning Zhiyuan pushed Le Yan away, rushed to the side of the street, leaned over a tree and vomited.

An Yichen wanted to chase into the alley, but was stopped by An Qiu's voice.

An Qiusheng: "Yichen, don't chase after the poor!"

An Yichen stopped in his tracks, and returned to An Qiusheng's side, but looked at Ning Zhiyuan, seeing him drunk and throwing up, he wanted to rush forward to help him.

Ning Zhiyuan straightened up, his eyes became clearer.

Le Yan stepped forward to support Ning Zhiyuan, looked at An Qiusheng and An Yichen gratefully: "Master, big brother, today is thanks to you, otherwise Zhiyuan and I..."

Ning Zhiyuan was still a little awkward, and bowed in the direction of the two.But he refused to call An Yichen: "Uncle An...thank you!"

An Qiusheng: "You don't have to thank me. You and your father are still my enemies, I just don't want to see you die at the hands of the Japanese!"

Le Yan looked at An Qiusheng with a sad face: "Master... It's been so many years, do you still want to live in the shadow of the past?"

An Qiusheng sneered: "Shadow? Do you know what kind of shadow it is? If you saw the person you love the most killed in front of you, that person even killed your child, would you forgive him? Can you? You dream about the person you love every night, but when you wake up, he's gone and you just think about him in tears while you wait for the light to come up, you know what it's like Is it a taste?"

At the end, An Qiu's voice was hoarse, the veins on his forehead were bulging, and his hands were trembling.

Le Yan may not be able to understand it in the past, but after Brother An's deception and Keiko's deception, if being trusted and betrayed by a loved one is heartbreaking, then how unbearable is the pain of Master?

Le Yan turned her head to look at An Yichen, then Brother An must have understood his father's state of mind better after going through the pain of almost killing his loved one, and how could he disregard Master's long-cherished wish?The pain of losing a loved one, the hatred of the family, the anger of the father, the responsibility of the eldest son, the love with Ning Zhiyuan but the harm to each other, how can he bear it all together?

Since Le Yan could feel the great pain and pressure of An Yichen, how could Ning Zhiyuan not be able to drink all the wine at once, and tremblingly said: "You...you mean, my father killed your wife and child?"

Wen Jingchang's voice suddenly resounded in Ning Zhiyuan's mind: "That's hard to say! Some people even refused to let go of their own juniors for their own interests!"

An Qiusheng said harshly: "That's right! My daughter was only six years old when he killed her! Like Le Yan, she is not only beautiful, but also intelligent, especially with a very keen sense of smell. You know that when I was in the How much do you expect from her?"

Ning Zhiyuan was stunned: "No, it's impossible! Nonsense, my father can't be such a cruel and vicious person..."

"Le Yan, I know you would rather believe in Ning Haotian than me as a master...but look at the wound on my face," An Qiusheng took off the felt hat, showing a terrifying face, pointing at the face Several hideous scars: "Look! This is what Ning Haotian left me with a knife and a whip! Do you know what kind of tragic scene it was? These indelible scars are always on my face. Remind me! Remind me...how my wife...my daughter died tragically at the hands of Ning Haotian!"

Le Yan's whole face was filled with tears, and she kept dripping down her cheeks with each word: "I...Master, I know...I believe that what you said is true."

Ning Zhiyuan looked at Le Yan in astonishment: "Stinky girl, you..."

Ning Zhiyuan shook his head, subconsciously showed an expression of asking for help, and looked at An Yichen: "No, I still believe in my father, he will not lie to me, my father said, he did not feel sorry for your father at all, it was you who Dad wants to win love..."

An Yichen yelled impulsively: "He lied! Ning Zhiyuan, your father killed my mother and my sister! Your father didn't even spare a six-year-old girl!"

Ning Zhiyuan was astonished as if his heart had been pierced by An Yichen's name and surname of Ning Zhiyuan.

An Qiusheng said harshly: "This hatred is irreconcilable! Yichen and I will definitely seek justice with your Ning family!"

Ning Zhiyuan still stared at An Yichen: "No, it's impossible..."

Ning Zhiyuan's figure was crumbling, Le Yan knew that he would not be able to accept it now, so she gently held Ning Zhiyuan's arm: "Zhiyuan, I think the reason why your father didn't dare to admit the crimes he committed before is because he I can’t even face myself…”

Le Yan looked at An Qiusheng pleadingly: "Master, Mr. Ning has a heart of repentance. Right now, the Japanese Incense Association is our common enemy. I implore you to put aside your personal grievances for the time being, and don't let the Japanese take advantage of it." ..."

An Qiusheng looked away, not daring to look directly at Le Yan's face, whose nose was red from crying and her cheeks were wet with tears: "Le Yan, you are a kind and good boy. But you don't have to persuade me anymore! No matter what Japan Xiang wants to do , I must take revenge too.”

After An Qiusheng finished speaking, he gave Ning Zhiyuan a cold look, and turned to leave with An Yichen.

Le Yan shouted at the backs of the two: "Master! Brother An!"

An Yichen's footsteps slowed down, and he looked at An Qiusheng.

An Qiusheng's expression was stern, he didn't stop, he just kept going.

An Yichen sighed, and quickly followed An Qiusheng.

Ning Zhiyuan stared at An Yichen's back until he disappeared into the night.

With the disappearance of his back, his strength seemed to disappear as well, and he fell limply to the ground.

Le Yan looked at Ning Zhiyuan still in doubt, unable to believe the slightest expression, not knowing how to speak, she could only cry silently on the sidelines.

Xu Jiu Leyan said softly, "Zhiyuan... let's go back..."

Ning Zhiyuan nodded dully.

With a folding fan in his hand, Wen Shixuan wandered restlessly in the center of the back garden.

Suddenly a man jumped off the back wall and landed behind a bush.

Wen Shixuan rushed to meet him: "How about it, Ning Zhiyuan..."

Wen Shixuan suddenly stopped talking, and saw clearly that the person who came was An Yichen.

Wen Shixuan was surprised: "Doctor An, is it you? Why do you..."

An Yichen didn't answer, and suddenly jumped up and attacked Wen Shixuan.

Wen Shixuan sideways dodged it, An Yichen made another attack with a cold face, Wen Shixuan swung his folding fan to defuse it.

An Yichen stopped his hands: "I really didn't expect that the gentle and polite Young Master Wen Er would have such a good kung fu! Master Wen Er is really good at both civil and martial arts, and he hides his secrets!"