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Lin Biao watched Lin Qing leave with a long smile on his face. With complicated feelings in his heart, he placed his fingers on the hilt of his sword. He relaxed and tightened his grip. It was unknown as to what he was thinking.

"Tribe leader, are we going to let that Lin Qing go just like that? Since he already knows that the village chief is going to deal with the Tiger Gang, how can we let him stay? If the village chief is showing mercy on his talent, why not let his subordinates take care of him …" The two men in black who had previously held Wen Xue Yan hostage had unknowingly arrived behind Lin Biao, and one of them had a trace of unwillingness as he spoke.

"What, could it be that you doubt my decision?" Lin Biao suddenly turned his head, his wolf-like eyes ruthlessly staring at the black-clothed man as he spoke, unexpectedly carrying traces of killing intent.

"This subordinate does not dare, this subordinate does not dare to have such thoughts. I hope the chief can understand this." The man in black hurriedly knelt down, lowered his head, and said those words. His body started to tremble.

"Hmph, you wouldn't dare." After staring at the man in black for a long time, Lin Biao finally let out a cold snort.

Seeing the man in black bow his head in fear, Lin Biao felt quite satisfied. Only then did he indifferently say: "Get up. If this happens again, be careful of your head."

"Yes." "Leader!" The black clothed man stood up in fear, but he did not dare to look at Lin Biao in the slightest.

"If this Lin Qing doesn't die in the end, I will personally destroy him. Qu Ming of the Green Bamboo Gang branch in Red Leaf Town, his strength is also extraordinary, although Lin Qing's strength is not bad, she is not his opponent. In her current state, there is no need for me to take action, someone will naturally destroy him." Lin Biao seemed to be talking to himself, but at the same time, he also seemed to be explaining to the black-clothed man.

Even if Lin Qing told Ye Liangchen about this, it wouldn't be a big deal. In my opinion, Lin Qing is also a smart person, and she wouldn't dare to offend me over such a small matter, "Lin Biao muttered to himself as he pressed his feet against the ground. His figure flashed and appeared in front of the window, and when he looked again, Lin Biao was already nowhere to be seen.

Watching Lin Biao leave with their eyes, the two men in black revealed looks of admiration and fear. Their figures also moved and they silently disappeared from the room.

Being helped out of the room by Wen Xueqi, Lin Qing's face was pale, and all the blood in her body was flowing. Seeing that the distance between her and Lin Biao's room was extremely far, Lin Qing finally breathed a sigh of relief.

As she let go of this breath, Lin Qing's mind could no longer hold on. She felt the world spinning around her, her head dizzy and her eyes heavy. She couldn't help but fall unconscious, her entire body paralyzed in Wen Xueqi's full embrace.

Sensing Lin Qing's movements, Wen Xueqi's face turned red. She waited for a moment, but seeing that Lin Qing had no intentions of doing anything, she couldn't help but turn to look at him.

Lin Qing had a pale face, purplish lips, and her eyes were tightly shut. Evidently, she had already fainted.

When Wen Xueqi saw this, she was greatly shocked. However, she also knew that now was not the time to reveal this information. She hurriedly helped Lin Qing into her own room.

Wen Xueqi's room was not flashy, and the decorations were very few, but it was incomparably clean. Occasionally, a few flowers would be placed in different places, making it both cute and warm.

Feeling Lin Qing's rapid breathing, Wen Xueqi's face turned slightly red. She immediately calmed her mind and carefully laid Lin Qing down on her bed.

Looking at the dozens of knife wounds on Lin Qing's body, Wen Xueqi did not know why, but she also felt pain in her heart, and she even felt admiration. Even under such a wound, she could still talk and laugh, and all sorts of postures were deeply reflected in Wen Xueqi's mind, remaining there for a long time.

At this moment, Wen Xueqi knew that her heart, which had been frozen for a long time, trembled. It was an unknown feeling that touched Wen Xueqi, causing her to look at Lin Qing again and again. She also had an instinct, which urged Wen Xueqi to protect Lin Qing, to protect Lin Qing.

"What are you daydreaming about, even the Branch Lord suffered such a serious wound, yet you're still daydreaming about it. Even a man doesn't have a good thing, haven't you seen enough ugliness?" Wen Xueqi whispered to herself, as if this was enough to suppress a trace of emotion that could possibly exist in her heart.

After a long time, Wen Xueqi finally calmed down and began to treat Lin Qing's wounds. Being in the martial arts world, injuries were unavoidable, and Wen Xueqi also understood a lot about handling wounds.

Occasionally, she would inadvertently touch Lin Qing's wound a few times. The intense pain caused Lin Qing, who had already fainted, to not help but slightly furrow her brows; every time she saw this, Wen Xueqi's heart would endlessly ache, and her movements would become more gentle.

His eyes were like water, melting his cold heart like it was made of steel.

Women who fell in love were usually either blissful to the point of death or hopeless. There was almost no third choice.

Men often admire women who are still willing to stay on in their poor days. Women often admire those who, even after being rich and luxurious, are still able to be unwilling to abandon their original women and stay together with the old men.

At this time, Wen Xueqi had an impulse to walk into Lin Qing's inner world and help her share of the pain and suffering within her heart. But all of this was ultimately just a desire, and Wen Xueqi was still Wen Xueqi, she wouldn't do anything for a man who didn't love her, and furthermore, she wouldn't lower her status for the sake of pursuing others.

When all sorts of thoughts were drifting about in Wen Xueqi's mind, a faint sound came from outside the door, breaking Wen Xueqi's train of thought and causing her to subconsciously look towards the door.

A delicate and charming figure gently opened the door. Her face was exquisite, her beautiful face was almost exactly the same as Wen Xueqi's, except that she gave off a feeling of loveliness, while Wen Xueqi gave off a feeling of being beautiful and refined.

The delicate figure was none other than Wen Xueqi's younger sister, Wen Xueyan.

Wen Xueyan pushed open the door. When she saw her sister Wen Xueqi, she could not help but feel joyful. She trotted over to Wen Xueqi and threw herself into her arms.

"Elder sister, I miss you so much." Wen Xueyan said in a sobbing tone, rubbing her pretty face against Wen Xueqi's majestic embrace.

Hundred Refined King Kong wriggled his fingers and one sentence from Wen Xueqi completely shattered Wen Xueqi's heart, causing her to involuntarily hug Wen Xueqi tightly. She whispered, "Little sister, big sister won't let you get hurt anymore, and I won't let you suffer so much anymore. I want you to be as happy as the princess."

The sisters had been together from morning to night, and their relationship could be said to be very deep. Wen Xueqi had been extremely frightened since her sister had been robbed this time, and now, seeing Wen Xueqi coming to her unscathed, Wen Xueqi felt both happy and self-reproachful.