"Even if Qi Tianhong is true love, the Qi family will not allow him to cause trouble. Besides, Qi Tianhong is still a semi-cripple. Although he is a direct descendant, his cultivation level was quite high before he was disabled. But when the Qi family has a new generation, his cultivation level will surpass Qi Tianhong's. If it’s gone, he’ll be nothing more than a shithead.”
Lan Jixuan mercilessly exposed Shui Miaomiao's fantasy, "Qi Tianhong is unable to save Hua Duoduo."
"I have seen the confession letter written by the head of the Qi family to the Immortal Alliance. It is in the handwriting of the head of the Qi family. It is accurate, so it is definitely not written by the head of the Qi family."
Shui Miaomiao was still surprised that Lan Jixuan could see the letter from the Immortal Alliance, and then she was confused by a sentence, "Because the handwriting is exactly the same, it is not the same. Is there any cause and effect?"
"The head of the Qi family went wrong in his cultivation in his later years, which caused his hands to shake abnormally."
"Parkinson's?" Shui Miaomiao whispered. It seems that even cultivating immortals can't avoid old age diseases.
"He has a nice face and has always kept it hidden. He has never touched anything like letters, paper or pen. If he has to write something, he almost always calls him a junior. Outsiders probably won't know this, so he writes it to the Immortal Alliance in person. Write a letter of guilt, the handwriting is neat and contains the spiritual power of the head of the Qi family, so if you can’t find any mistakes, it cannot be written by the head of the Qi family.”
Shui Miaomiao thought of a possibility and exclaimed, "The confession was written by Hua Duoduo!"
"It's very possible, because if the Qi family wants to hide it, there is no need to forge the handwriting of the head of the Qi family."
"Then where are we going to find Huaduoduo now?" Leng Ningchi added at the right time.
"Let's go to the Qijia first. The fraud has been going on for a few days. The Qijia hasn't found out yet, so there's a problem..."
Late at night.
In Qi Mansion.
It has been determined that there is a problem in Qi Mansion, because all the people in Qi Mansion are dead.
Among the corpses on the ground, the most dazzling flowers that were watered with blood were the most dazzling ones. The fragrant shoulders were exposed, the torn skirt could not hide the plump and white thighs, the bruise scars were looming, the black hair was half scattered, and there was a phoenix hairpin. It was inserted crookedly in the hair, and when the wind blew, it made the only sound in the yard.
She sat on the threshold of the hall and wiped her sword nonchalantly, her eyes faintly scanning the three people who broke into the house despite knowing it was a haunted house.
Keep your eyes on the person in the middle.
"I've seen you, you're from the Lan family." As soon as he finished speaking, there were only traces of your shadow left on the threshold.
Shui Miaomiao held Gui Ri in her arms and Leng Ningchi moved at the same time, standing in front of Lan Jixuan and blocking Hua Duoduo's murderous sword.
Unfortunately, the force was so great that Shui Miaomiao couldn't bear it, so he flew out and hit Lan Jixuan.
Leng Ningchi barely managed to steady his body, and blood was pouring from the corner of his mouth. In the second and a half moves, Huaduo ruthlessly threw him away, and the sword light was pointed directly at Lan Jixuan's throat.
"Everyone in the Lan family deserves to die." Huaduo burst into tears as she spoke, and her sword moves were ruthless and merciless.
'twitter. Lan Er flew out of Lan Jixuan's arms, and there was a roar of hair in front of the sword.
Blue ears?
Even though Hua Duoduo's sword moves were deflected in an emergency, blood splattered everywhere.
Shui Miaomiao endured the pain, got up from the ground, covered Lan Jixuan's throat, and the sword pierced Lan Er's body and also crossed Lan Jixuan's neck.
The injury did not cause immediate death, but the main blood vessel was injured, and the blood spurted out in a terrifying amount.
"Why should we save him?" Huaduoduo looked at the struggling Lan Er on the ground with a confused expression.
The light in Lan Er's eyes is gradually extinguishing, but it still tries its best to turn its head and look at Lan Jixuan. It doesn't understand what Huaduo said, and it is not protecting Lan Jixuan. It just wants to find its owner...
Lan Er's death seems to have taken away Hua Duo's anger.
Huaduo held up Lan Er in a daze and murmured to himself, "If he knew that I hurt his Lan Er, he would be angry with me for several days."
Shui Miaomiao looked at Leng Ningchi.
Leng Ningchi nodded, indicating that he was fine, then fed himself a pill to calm his inner breath, and guarded Lan Jixuan vigilantly. Huaduo ignored everything and sat back on the threshold, touching the blue-eared baby in his arms. feather.
No time to care about anything else.
Lan Er's death makes people unable to react.
But the wound on Lan Jixuan's neck needs more attention. The blood has wetted Shui Miaomiao's sleeves. It was difficult to stop the bleeding. The slightest movement can cause bleeding again, so he wrapped it with thick gauze.
Shui Miaomiao whispered in Lan Jixuan's ear and suggested, "Leave first?"
Hua Duoduo almost massacred the whole family, and his spirit was affected to some extent.
"It's okay." Lan Jixuan's face turned pale due to excessive blood loss. He forced a smile and followed Shui Miaomiao's hand to press on the wound on his neck, "We don't have that much time."
Lan Jixuan insisted.
Shui Miaomiao could only help Lan Jixuan up.
After adjusting his breathing, Lan Jixuan put down his hand and bowed to Hua Duoduo once, "Lan Jixuan has seen Hua Duoduo from Hua family."
With just such a simple movement, blood dripped out from the wound without pressure and dripped onto the wrapped gauze.
"Ha." Hua Duoduo laughed openly, "Hua family, is there still a Hua family? Although I am staying in the Qi Mansion behind closed doors, I still haven't lost a single piece of news, don't you think so?"
Huaduoduo looked behind her, pulled out the phoenix hairpin from her hair and stabbed it towards the ground.
"uh-huh."
A slight pain spread through the yard.
Only then did everyone realize that Huaduo Duo was not sitting on the door railing of the hall, but on the back of a half-dead man on the ground.
"This is my husband Qi Tianhong. He is very considerate. He tells me every moment how the Hua family has been confiscated and what will happen if I disobey. Unfortunately, he can no longer be considerate."
The flowers increased their strength in their hands, and their wailing sounds were particularly penetrating in this silent night.
Only when Shui Miaomiao couldn't bear to turn away, Huaduo raised the corners of her mouth, and the blood-stained Fengchai was brought back to her head, "Shui Miaomiao, right? I know you, Hua Yixian will talk to me about you whenever he has time, and he is eloquent. I praise you so much that you are like a fairy in the sky and on the earth."
Shui Miaomiao didn't know how to respond to the sudden topic.
Huaduoduo didn't want to hear Shui Miaomiao's answer. She tore off a piece of rag and wrapped it around Lan Er, then stood up and said, "I haven't seen it yet. I feel very soft-hearted. How can I get along with these two people?" Together, one is sanctimonious and the other is cold-faced and cold-hearted."
"Don't judge my friends at will. If they were what you said, they wouldn't be standing here."
Huaduo Duo didn't expect that Shui Miaomiao, who looked the most delicate and weak among the three, would actually stand up and scold her. Wasn't the blood stained on her body enough?
"Help, help." Qi Tianhong, who was half dead on the ground, probably heard the Lan family's hope and struggled, attracting everyone's attention.
Flowers spread their hands, what do you want?
Shui Miaomiao hated testing, "Should I kill him with one sword, you can calm down, and then we can talk about saving Hua Yixian."
Huaduo, who had been smiling brightly, stopped her smile, raised her hand to knock Qi Tianhong unconscious and stood up, "Save Hua Yixian? Who? You guys or the Lan family?"
The sword is pointed at Lan Jixuan, and the hatred is about to turn into reality as it gathers.
