After Qian Yiqun rode his horse away, Qian Wei also "borted" a slow horse. Although the horse was not fast, it was limited to slower than Qian Yiqun's one, and the difference between the two was not very big. However, Qian Wei rushed to the mountain gate and happened to encounter a group of people coming down from the mountain, each of which was full of fresh clothes and angry horses, either rich or noble.

Moreover, Qian Wei just met the young master who was in charge yesterday. They killed the Cai couple, and they were also taking people up the mountain to make trouble and placing all the blame on the young master.

"Hey, where did the horse come from?" Someone among the group said in surprise.

"Don't worry about it. Let's go home soon." The young man on the head turned pale, as if he was frightened on the mountain, his neck stiffened, and he didn't even dare to look back.

Qian Wei saw that none of the people in this group could find him, so he couldn't help but touch the sharp knife of the bull ear on his waist. He was originally a coward who only dared to pour violence on innocent women, but a curse gave him the courage to straighten his chest, not to mention the righteousness he had cultivated these days, which made him feel the harsh thought of assassinating the leading young master surrounded by everyone.

Qian Wei relaxed the reins and gently pulled the horse's head and followed him without anyone noticing.

"Hey, why did this horse keep up?" someone shouted again.

"Don't care, go home quickly." Although the young master shouted fiercely, he didn't dare to let the horse run. It seemed that it was a silver-shaped gun tip, and he could only sit on the horse but couldn't ride it.

The others had no intention of joking and ran to the city with the young master.

Qian Wei gently pinched the horse's belly, let the horse trot, squeezed to the young master, and slowly pulled out the sharp knife of the cow's ear. The invisible magic power from Baimeitu is quite powerful, which can make the clothes and bags on his body invisible, but if the weapons in his hand are far away from the torso, they will appear.

Qian Wei pulled his sword and stabbed it, but in the eyes of the guards behind it, it seemed like a sharp-eared knife appeared out of thin air. He was so frightened.

The young master suddenly felt fear and hid on his side, but was still stabbed in the back. He screamed and fell off his horse.

Qian Wei knew that his prick was shallow, and he was afraid that it would be difficult to hurt his life. He threw the sharp knife away and urged the horse to run quickly. The follower behind naturally could not let him go. A brave man had already drawn out his bow and arrow and shot it on the unmanned horse's back.

If this person's archery skills are not very good, it is even more difficult for the horse to aim when running, but he is very lucky and hit Qian Wei's shoulder with an arrow.

Qian Wei was afraid that the arrow shaft would reveal himself, so he didn't care about the pain, so he pulled out the arrowhead with his back. The arrow clusters were all triangular and barbs. With this pull, the flesh was torn apart again, almost causing him to faint. Finally, with a strong breath, Qian Wei jumped into the ground on both sides and fled far away.

There was no chase after him, and he surrounded him and rescued the young master, for fear that something would happen to his financial owner. The young master took the lead and covered his back waist, without a trace of blood on his face. It was not that he was too seriously injured, but that he was so scared that he was out of control. His heart beat like a pounding and he said in a angrily voice: I just think those strange people are nothing, but who knew that they were so powerful, damn it, damn it! If I don’t die today, I will definitely crush your Qian Yiqun and throw your bones into ashes!

Although he didn't know who assassinated him, he put his hat on Qian Yiqun's head, becoming more and more angry.

"Mr. Wen, let's go back to heal the wound first." Qing Kezhe, who looked like a middle-aged scholar, came immediately, "It is not advisable to stay here for a long time."

It turned out that the leader was Wen Guangzu, the young master Wen Guangzu. He covered his waist and barely got on the horse, and said angrily: "Go back quickly." He had heard on the mountain that Tang Zhan, the best swordsman in his hand, was killed. He was so scared that he was shattered and fled down the mountain. He only asked the Taoist priest invited by Mr. Ma to support him for a longer period of time, for fear that Qian Yiqun would chase him.

The literati seemed to see Mr. Wen’s thoughts and comforted him: “My friend outside the country is authentic Maoshan. My master gave him a mountain and water talisman. Killing a Qian Yiqun is just a matter of raising his hands. I’m afraid he is on the way down the mountain now, but the young master’s injury is important.”

Mr. Wen felt cold all over his body, nodded repeatedly, his lips trembled, but he couldn't say a word, so he just led the horse to run.

Qian Wei circled a lot in the field, bleeding from his back, and his consciousness gradually became blurred. He just turned his head up the mountain with just one obsession. When he saw Qian Yiqun, his eyes were blurred and he was about to die.

Qian Yiqun held Qian Wei's back and felt the blood flowing out of his hands.

Zhongxingyue was most sensitive to this, afraid that the charming spirit would be tortured again. He hurriedly shouted: "Mr. Qian, please use the Destiny Pill! You can only fight at the moment."

Qian Yiqun thought to himself: This destiny pill cannot be saved after all... He gritted his teeth and carried Qian Wei and ran towards the bamboo forest path. He has walked this road well, no longer as hard as the ones that day, and it feels quite as refreshing as walking on the flat ground. Qian Wei is thin, and after shed so much blood, he has become much lighter, and he is probably missing even a hundred pounds.

After passing through this bamboo forest path that was long, Qian Yiqun finally saw Senior Brother Aniu and hurriedly asked him to take over. He went to the bamboo box to find the Destiny Pill.

A Niu put Qian Wei on the wooden board, turned around and went to the stove to grab a handful of grass and wood ash on the arrow, but stopped the blood.

Qian Yiqun took out the elixir with elixir and placed it beside Qian Wei's mouth. He said in a heavy mood: "It's the elixir whether it's dead or alive, it's the elixir."

Qian Wei was already bloodless, his lips were opened and he was as angry as a wandering thread, and he said intermittently: "I just regret that I haven't repayed the young master yet..."

Qian Yiqun pinched Qian Wei's chin and stuffed the Destiny Pill in it.

The pill melted in his mouth, and Qian Wei just moved his throat and swallowed it. It was dark in front of him, but he could hear the sound outside in his ears. He could only hear the young master saying, "He is asleep, it's probably okay." Although he wanted to thank the young master in person, his mouth couldn't open.

"Dad, are you coming too?" A sad female voice suddenly rang in Qian Wei's ears.

"Xiang Niang?" Qian Wei suddenly opened his eyes, turned over and sat up.

In the darkness, a woman in white clothes and a sword behind her back stood in front of Qian Wei, with a sad face and a faint white hair on her body.

Qian Wei looked at the woman's eyebrows, and everything was very familiar. He was his miserable daughter. He couldn't help but burst into tears and said tremblingly: "Does your daughter come to see her father again?" He always dreamed of his daughter these days, so he thought he was dreaming again now.

"Dad, today is you coming to see your daughter." Wei Xiuniang raised her hand gently and wiped her tears, "I think this is our life."

Qian Wei stood up, walked forward two steps, and said, "No matter who sees whom, we father and daughter are finally reunited..." He was about to step forward and hold his daughter's hand and look carefully, but suddenly his waist tightened, and a Bai Lian tied him tightly. He looked along this Bai Lian, but the other end was tied to his body, lying in the void under the black curtain.

"Are I really a ghost?" Qian Wei pulled this vain, not moving at all.

"Dad..." Xiuniang cried, "Why did Daddy become this spirit-binding ghost? Why did our father and daughter have such a weak life and can't die peacefully." It turned out that Wei Xiuniang was of course raped and killed by Zhang Wenjin, and she was extremely resentful and could not enter the Yin Realm, and became a spirit-binding ghost, which is what people often call a lonely ghost.

The Yin Ghost Staying in the Yang Realm is very rare. After Dai Shiming discovered her with Ghost Search Sinan, he felt like he had a treasure. He used his own ghost thought technique to take the bones of the master, and tied her to a sword. In this way, Dai Shiming only needs his mind to drive the flying sword, and fully utilized his sword skills, taking advantage of the battle with Qian Yiqun that day.

"After the death of the evil thief Dai, I could only stay in this sword and suffer the pain of imprisonment forever." Wei Xiuniang cried, "Who would have thought that Daddy would end up like this..." As she said, her grief became even worse.

"I'm not dead yet." Qian Wei pulled Bai Lian, and a trace of enlightenment flashed in his heart: This should be the curse that the Sun Fox gave him. He retreated and layed on his back, saying, "Don't worry, daughter, the young master will definitely save you from this cage!"

After saying that, he closed his eyes, and there was only a loud bang in his ears. A yang energy surged from the soles of his feet, dispelling the endless coldness. He rushed to the top door in an instant, causing him to open his eyes and shout: "Young Master!"
Chapter completed!