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Yue Qi stood in front of them, raised his sword, still looked at Shen Jiu with slightly red eyes, his voice was hoarse, but very firm: "You can't leave."

Shen Jiu glared at him.

Wuyanzi looked at him, then looked at his saber, and sneered: "The Cangqiongshan faction. Or the Qiongdingfeng. Xuansu, Yue Qingyuan?"

When Shen Jiu heard this, he was slightly startled, and quickly said again: "Master, since he belongs to Cang Qiong Mountain, we can't kill him for a while, so why don't we flee quickly. If everyone comes after us, we're done!"

Wuyanzi sneered: "Although the Cangqiongshan faction is big, I'm not afraid of a junior. What's more, he is courting death himself."

When he and Yue Qi really got together, Shen Jiu found that his original worry about Yue Qi's life was extremely ridiculous.

I was afraid of Wuyanzi, the "master", to the point of death, but Yue Qi or Yue Qingyuan was able to handle him even if he didn't draw his sword.

But he couldn't be completely relieved, because he was familiar with Wuyanzi's fighting style and life-saving ace. Wuyanzi has a set of cursed black talismans. He has seen Wuyanzi throw this talisman after falling behind countless times, killing his opponent by surprise. Even many famous cultivators couldn't escape his move, not to mention that Yue Qi didn't have much experience in dealing with the enemy at first glance, so he was scrupulous.

It's just that Wuyanzi didn't have the chance to throw that set of black talismans this time. Because Shen Jiu stabbed him in the back with a sword.

Yue Qi grabbed his hand and ran for his life. After a fierce battle, the two of them were still in shock, leaning against a tree, gasping for breath.

After calming down, Shen Jiu began to look at Yue Qi carefully.

He has a calm demeanor and dresses brightly, just like everyone's demeanor. It has nothing to do with the dire waters he imagined.

This is Yue Qingyuan, not Yue Qi.

Yue Qingyuan was excited, opened his mouth, and was about to speak, when Shen Jiu sullenly asked, "You entered the Cang Qiong Mountain Sect?"

Yue Qingyuan didn't know what to think, his excited expression was slightly sluggish, and his face gradually turned pale.

"You became the first disciple of Qiongding Peak, why didn't you come back to me?"

"I……"

Shen Jiu waited for a while, not waiting for the next words, and said, "Why don't you continue talking? I'm waiting for you. Anyway, it's been waiting for several years, it's okay to wait a little longer."

How could Yue Qingyuan continue to speak.

Shen Jiu raised her arms and finally waited for Yue Qingyuan's low voice: "It's the seventh brother who is sorry for you."

Shen Jiu's heart was filled with cold and bloody anger, as if he could really taste the bloody smell in his nose and mouth.

He was first a rat who swallowed his voice and held his head and waited to be beaten, and then was a rat who was running around in the ditch and everyone shouted for a beating. It's a mouse no matter what. Hidden head and tail, can't see the light. To waste time, làng Feiguang yīn. Yue Qingyuan is a phoenix that really flew up the branches, and a carp that leaped over the dragon gate.

He said, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry...you only know how to say sorry before."

Shen Jiu sneered and settled down: "It's useless."

Some people are born bad embryos. Shen Jiu thought that he was probably such a vicious bad embryo. Because he had a very strong and clear idea:

He would rather see the shabby corpse of Yue Qi who died in an unknown corner than to see an elegant and safe Yue Qingyuan.

There are too many things and people that Shen Jiu hates.

If a person hates everything, then his character must be hard to say.

Fortunately, when he became Shen Qingqiu, he already knew how to make it at least not superficial.

Among the Cang Qiong Mountain faction, Liu Qingge was undoubtedly the one he hated the most.

Liu Qingge was a young man with great ambition, outstanding talent, high spiritual power, and amazing swordsmanship. A wealthy family, both parents. No matter which part of these things he took out, it was worth making him grit his teeth and toss and turn for three days and three nights, not to mention being together.

At the annual meeting of the Twelve Peaks of the Cangqiong Mountain faction, Shen Qingqiu's opponent was Liu Qingge.

The ending is, of course, an unquestionable defeat.

Losing to the future Peak Master of Baizhan Peak is nothing to be ashamed of, or it should be the case, this is normal.

But Shen Qingqiu would never think so. What he could see was not the admiration of others that he had persisted with him for so long, only the arrogance of Liu Qingge when he pointed the tip of the Chengluan sword at the slightest point in front of his throat.

Qingjing Peak prides itself on being a gentleman, and Shen Qingqiu pretends to be a gentleman like a duck to water, but Liu Qingge can always make him arrogant, and he doesn't even want to pay a price for pretending to be harmonious with his family.

Shen Qingqiu said, "Liu Qingge, I will kill you sooner or later!"

Liu Qingge glanced at him: "By you?"

There were only two words, but Shen Qingqiu could hear the endless vicious meaning from it, and turned his wrist.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Yue Qingyuan pressed his elbow down, stopped the movement of drawing his sword, and shouted back, "Don't leave!"

Liu Qingge didn't seem to bother to entangle anymore, he sneered, and his figure disappeared in an instant. There were only two people left in the wing of the Warm Red Pavilion, one was disheveled and the other was meticulous.

Yue Qingyuan pulled Shen Qingqiu up from the chair, and was rarely angry: "How can you do this?"