C77

In less than half a cup of tea's time, Lin Qing followed Wen Xueqi to a luxurious room.

There were curtains around the room, and small bells hung on the curtains. Inside the room were three women dressed in ancient clothing, their long hair covering the ground, their bodies graceful, their bodies well-developed, and their faces delicate.

One of the three women was playing a zither. The sound of their playing could be heard, as if they were fighting in the middle of a battlefield.

A woman was holding a short green flute. The mouth of the lotus was gently opened. The sound was extremely beautiful, and when matched with the sound of the zither, it actually gave off a discordant feeling of beauty.

The last woman held a small drum in her hand. Occasionally, she would use a light hammer to complement with the sound of the flute and guqin. Her occasional movements were like the sound of metal clashing, giving people a feeling of being born from nature.

But on the main seat, there was a man wearing a black tiger mask. The man wore black clothes, and his muscles were bulging. At his waist was a three foot long sword with a blue blade, and his eyes shined brightly.

At this moment, the man's eyes were closed as he listened to the beautiful music in the room. One of his hands was tapping the beat, and the other was holding a small cup of tea.

As Lin Qing and Wen Xueqi barged in, the masked man with the black tiger mask suddenly opened his eyes and looked at Lin Qing.

"All of you can leave now"? Wen Xueqi stood at the side and said to the three women with a wave of her hand.

"Yes, Master!" The three women bowed and said.

"Helmsman Lin, I've already found them for you. I wonder if sire will let my little sister off," after the three women had left, Wen Xueqi coldly said this with hatred in her eyes.

"Haha, don't worry, your little sister is safe." The masked man wearing the black tiger mask chuckled softly. Facing Wen Xueqi's hateful gaze, he didn't seem to care in the slightest.

"Could it be that your esteemed self doesn't keep his promise?" When Wen Xueqi heard this, her beautiful face was filled with anger as she coldly shouted.

"Do as you say. It's just a small matter. You won't let me destroy my plans!" The man with the black tiger mask coldly said before lightly clapping his hands.

Following the sounds of applause, some faint footsteps could be heard. After a while, two masked men supported a woman as they walked over.

The woman had a petite figure and an exquisite figure. She slightly clenched her teeth, giving off a sense of stubbornness.

Seeing that the woman was being supported, Wen Xueqi immediately became excited and could not help but exclaim, "Little Sister."

"Elder sister!" The moment the woman who had been held hostage saw Wen Xueqi, she immediately shouted out loud with an excited expression and her originally dispirited expression returned to normal.

"Your Excellency, it's time to fulfill the agreement." Seeing her own little sister, Wen Xueqi's heart was still excited, but she still controlled her emotions and coldly spoke to the black masked man in black.

Hearing this, the masked man in black gently waved his hand, and the two masked men who were holding the woman immediately let go.

After being liberated, the cute girl was like a baby that threw itself into a nest, quickly jumping into Wen Xueqi's embrace.

"It's all because of Yan'er that I made big sister worry," said Wen Xueyan in a tearful voice as she leaned into Wen Xueqi's embrace.

"Yan'er, I don't blame you for this. Elder sister is useless. Otherwise, I wouldn't have caused you so much suffering." Wen Xueqi's expression was gentle, and her tone was tactful and rather gentle.

At the side, Lin Qing quietly watched Wen Xueqi and Wen Xueyan's intimate act. Although she was surprised that Wen Xueqi had such a gentle side to her, she was still very angry at Wen Xueqi for lying to her.

However, now was not the time to settle accounts. Lin Qing only coldly glanced at Wen Xueqi before focusing all her attention on the black-clothed man wearing the black tiger mask.

From the moment he entered the room, Lin Qing had felt a tremendous pressure from the black clothed man with the black tiger mask. That was the aura of a talented warrior.

Facing this black-clothed man with the Black Tiger mask on his face, Lin Qing did not dare to underestimate him. As for what he meant by that, Lin Qing did not understand either.

Whether the other was an enemy or friend, and even more so not in the least aware of the situation, Lin Qing did not dare to relax her guard in the slightest.

"Yan'er, you go down first. Big Sister still has things to do." After kissing her daughter for a while, Wen Xueqi seemed to have felt the cold light hidden in Lin Qing's eyes, and gently patted her shoulder as she spoke.

"Okay." Wen Xueyan glanced at Lin Qing and the man in black. Seeing the solemn atmosphere around her, she knew that her sister still had something to do, so she spoke in a sensible manner.

"Good girl." Wen Xueqi's eyes were filled with gentleness as she ruffled her already messy hair.

Wen Xueyan enjoyed her sister's naughty act very much. She looked at Wen Xueqi with a worried expression, and then left step by step. It was obvious that she was very worried for Wen Xueqi's safety.

"I can tell that you two have a pretty good relationship with each other? "Even I dare to deceive you!" Lin Qing said with a hint of ridicule as Wen Xueyan's figure completely disappeared. Although she was deeply moved by the Wen Xueqi sisters, this was absolutely not the reason for her betrayal.

"I'm sorry, but for my little sister's sake, Xueqi can only do this, I hope the Branch Lord can punish her." After Wen Xueyan had completely left, Wen Xueqi had also recovered her cool expression.

"Hmph." Lin Qing didn't say anything.

After a long, long time, Lin Qing could only sigh as she looked at Wen Xueqi who still could not get up. "Forget it, forget it. Get up. If this happens again, don't blame the sect for not letting you off!"

Feeling slightly relieved, Wen Xueqi once again cupped her fists towards Lin Qing and said, "Thank you for your forgiveness, Branch Lord. This subordinate will definitely not do this."

"Hmph." Lin Qing didn't respond to these words. In this world, the most trustworthy thing was a promise, and the most untrustworthy thing was a promise. Betrayal didn't count for one's word, but rather one's actions. No longer paying attention to Wen Xueqi, Lin Qing's attention was completely focused on the black clothed man with the black tiger mask.

Noticing that Lin Qing was not going to speak any further, Wen Xueqi let out a bitter laugh and stood firmly beside Lin Qing. She gazed hatefully at the black-clothed man with the black tiger mask on his face.

With regards to Wen Xueqi's approach, Lin Qing's eyebrows unconsciously furrowed. With regards to her black history of betrayal, Lin Qing also faintly doubted Wen Xueqi. Of course, on the other hand, Lin Qing had never trusted Wen Xueqi either.

However, regarding Wen Xueqi getting too close to her, the vigilance in Lin Qing's heart was actually even more intense. With regards to her previous experience where she had been stabbed in the back by Wu Yan, Lin Qing was even more doubtful that Wen Xueqi would also stab in her back.

Of course, in the current situation, this possibility was very small, but Lin Qing had once been stabbed in the back, so you couldn't hope for her to not think about this. Moreover, Wen Xueqi had just betrayed you, so you couldn't prevent Lin Qing from thinking about this.