C78

In the Wang family's side courtyard, it was night. All was quiet, and a bright moon hung high in the sky, clarifying the jade. The bright and gentle moonlight filled the world.

Zhao Jiannan stood by the window, staring at the bright moon. He was lost in his own thoughts. His gaze was faint, but there was an indescribable sadness in his heart.

He hung the Zenith Light Sword on the wall, unable to shift his gaze away for a while. At this moment, he thought of many past events. His teacher had once told him that a person who used the sword well would eventually die from the sword. If he did not want to die, then he must hold the sword tightly. Only the sword was his most loyal friend. However, today, he suddenly felt a sliver of resentment and loathing towards this treasured sword.

He extended his hand and tightly gripped the treasured sword, casually pulling it out of the sheath. His movements were very fast, and he was able to move so smoothly. Thus, he could also kill people very quickly. He picked up a clean towel and carefully wiped his sword. The sword light was like snow, cold as ice and snow that seeped into his bones. This was the sharpness of a treasured sword.

At this moment, the image of a domineering and arrogant face appeared in his mind from time to time. He remembered her saying to him before she died, "I, Qin Yue-er, would rather die than marry. No one can force me. I won in the end." When he raised his head again, tears had already filled his eyes and Zhao Jiannan was roaring inwardly. Qin Yue'er, Qin Yue'er, why are you so silly? Do you really think I will kill you? What was this? What did I do wrong?

Suddenly, a sharp pain came from the tip of the sword. A dark red blood flowed down from the sword and splashed onto the ground. It was as if plum blossoms were in full bloom. The blood was exceptionally enchanting.

His mind was in a trance as he silently raised his palm to take a look. Only then did he realize that his hand had been slashed by a small wound. So this was the taste of blood. In her heart, however, she thought about how she had slit her throat with her blade, and the frightening wound on her neck. Blood flowed all over the ground, staining her clothes red. Qin Yue'er, you must be alright. If you did die, I'd be worried for the rest of my life.

Early the next morning, the young master of the famous family, Hong Jingtao, was stationed outside the city in order to keep an eye on the movements of Zhao Xiangyang. In addition, he had the Minister of Rites, Gongsun Yi, prepare a very precious gift and go to the Pingyuan Hall to visit the bedridden beauties to express his feelings. Because he was the good friend of the Flowing Cloud Divine Sword Yuwen Yi Chun, the enemy would not take his old life even if he were to explode with rage. So if you don't go, nobody will.

Originally, Gongsun Yi didn't want to wade in this muddy water and take the blame. However, no matter how unwilling he was, Young Master Hong had no choice but to step forward.

The result could be imagined. The Flowing Cloud Divine Sword Yuwen Yi Chun was infuriated to the point that he did not give him any face at all. He did not even slap him to death, much less give him face. After hurting my Young Miss, it's fine if I don't look for you guys to take revenge. You came here on purpose to anger me, are you trying to see if my Young Miss can still be alive? And how do we settle the debt of killing Xue Tao of Wang Chuan City? What do you mean by putting on a face?

Yuwen and Yichun were not kind people, but they were also the masters of calves. Every day, when she saw Qin Yue'er's sickly appearance, she became extremely worried. If this famous person didn't come, then it was fine. But if he took this opportunity, how could he not denounce him? He was talking about spittle flying everywhere. He sounded so confident and confident that it was simply impossible to swallow. What do you mean bullying women? Do you think that there's no one in our Wangchuan City? Where did Zhao Jiannan come from? Wasn't he just overestimating himself by forcing someone to give him the guts to do so? He was simply being too audacious. If Young Master Hong doesn't give me an explanation, then his marriage is over. Not with me. He hadn't even passed the door yet and was already on the verge of death. If this was done, would he still have his life? Is this the way you people treat the world? They would bully the weak and seize the strong.

Gongsun Yi was left speechless. Others might be angry, but he couldn't let them go. He couldn't just forcefully go against them and let the conflict escalate once again. That was why he couldn't hesitate to say that getting a wife was the most important thing in the world.

The first step is to learn how to keep a low profile and act like a good person. Once others start scolding you and see that your attitude is good, I will let you go. Once their elders were settled, since ancient times, matters of marriage and the orders of the parents would definitely be able to properly attend to the highly respected and respected senior Yuwen of Wangchuan City. Only then would the dream of hugging a beauty be entertained. When you bring your wife home, it will be too late for them to regret finding out that you were the son of a bitch.

Yuwen Yichun was done speaking today. What do you think should be done about this, Zhao Jiannan's Yue'er is still lying on the sickbed?

Gongsun Yi immediately patted his chest to show his motherf * cker. I've long disliked that son of a b * tch. He was usually so high and mighty that he seemed to be the number one under the heavens, not putting anyone in his eyes. I will tolerate you for the rest of the day, but your eyes are so blind that you dare to bully the wife of Young Noble Hong. If you can't beat him, your father won't kill you. Brother Yuwen, just come with me today. I've been unhappy with him for a long time. You don't have to give me face to beat him to death. With that said, he pulled Yuwen and Yi Chun along to find Zhao Jiannan. If I let you act tough and let you fly, do you believe that I can make you fly today?

Yuwen Yichun, the Flowing Cloud Divine Sword, also wanted to use this opportunity to vent his anger. Even if he could not do anything to Zhao Jiannan, he must at least seek justice and strengthen the prestige of our West Qin, Wangchuan City. You can bully the gold of our Wang Chuan city for nothing. Zhao Jiannan, see how I'll deal with you. When he thought here, he immediately gathered a large group of people to attack and denounce the famous branch.

Yangzhou was only one river away from Zhenjiang, so it didn't take much effort for them to arrive at the Wang family compound. When Wang Da Hong saw the fluttering flags outside, he was scared out of his wits when he heard that there were many people outside. The recent events had been too much of a shock to him.

F * ck, I have always thought that the world is the biggest with money, and I am number two. Who would have thought that the domineering old man in front of those big figures was nothing but someone bowing his head and carrying his shoes to serve them. It was no different from crushing an ant to death. He didn't expect that one day, he would be able to offend others just by being called Big Hong. He wouldn't even be able to breathe if he were to say that he was unhappy. That's fine, but you can't call me Wang Da Hong or Wang Da Bao, right? That's a very festive name, and it sounds much more comfortable.

He didn't even dare to fart. He obediently hid inside the house, allowing the world to collapse and flood the land. It would be good if he could live for a while longer.

Yuwen Yichun's plan was to show off his might and ruthlessly reduce their spirit. When the time comes for them to subdue Zhao Jiannan and capture him, I'll see who dares to resist. And where is your Young Master Hong? We want to have a good chat with him.