The two returned to the Zen temple at night, and Qingqing and Zhang Lan were waiting for them.

Xiao Tie asked about Yang Beihan.

Zhang Lan said that Yang Beihan was the elder of the Qijue Sect and had followed his father at the beginning. Later, after Zhang Chu took over the Qijue Sect, Yang Beihan had always been very low-key.

But he was the real deep-water tycoon in the Seven Quarter Sect, even Zhang Chu and Zhang Lan, who were raised by him and Ku Tuo.

Moreover, Yang Beihan has a perverse temperament and is difficult to get along with.

"Fortunately you didn't tease him for a short figure and a sharp-mouthed monkey cheek tonight."

Zhang Lan said to Xiao Tie:

"That is Uncle Bei Han's taboo. If someone dares to mention it, he will be angry and rush to the crown. He is like a demon. Even if he is chased thousands of miles away, he must tear the man's mouth and kill his life.

You believe me, Uncle Beihan has done this more than once."

"Senior brother, Xiao Tie said you won again."

Qingqing girl was very happy. She stood beside Shen Qiu and said to her senior brother:

"You can beat Master Yet, but the senior brother is really good at martial arts."

"It's already very difficult to win this time."

Chen Qiu reached out and patted Qingqing's hair, and he said:

"That You Wuming is a real sword genius. You can see the ordinary sword skills at a glance. The next time he comes to challenge and compete, the senior brother will be under great pressure.

After this matter is resolved, we will continue to practice sword techniques well.

You go and rest quickly, Qingqing.

I'll do something later."

After persuaded Qingqing to go to bed, Chen Qiu walked in the Zen temple and jumped up along the edge of the wall.

He also took the bell specially, hid from people, and moved forward quickly with the phantom footwork.

The practice of the secret bell technique of the Five Elements Gate has not made much progress. Now, even if Chen Qiu tried his best to control it, he would still make a jingle sound while moving.

That thing is different from martial arts.

It emphasizes that practice makes perfect. It requires long-term practice to change one's own habits and make the body move lightly, and finally to the point where the leaf does not touch the body.

"Swish"

Chen Qiu's figure passed behind the Zen Temple, where there was no one living in the past, and it was a bit abandoned.

Yaoqin will live here temporarily at this time.

The Phantom Step is used with the snow-falling step that has been practicing hard these days, so that he can quickly speed up. When he lifts his energy and flies, he can fly more than three feet away after a little start.

"Swish"

Chen Qiu fell from the high wall and was falling in front of the place where Yaoqin lived.

There are Mo family members here to guard Mo Hei in Tianji Pavilion in Suzhou City. I heard that Qintai was attacked, so I rushed to the Zen Temple to guard it in the afternoon.

"Uncle Hei, stop listening to the corner of the wall."

Chen Qiu said loudly:

"I'll visit Yaoqin and ask her some things. If you are interested, come together."

"Haha, you young people meet at midnight, so I will not disturb you, an outsider."

The black voice sounded from another part of the yard.

Soon, some of the Mo family members around were withdrawn, not disturbing the lonely man and widowed woman and meeting each other late at night.

Chen Qiu jumped up and landed on the eaves, uncovered the tiles and looked down.

Then I saw Yaoqin sitting in the room, with no one around and no veil on her face. She seemed a little anxious and irritable at this time.

She is much thinner than Chen Qiu’s memory.

My face was also depressed, and I was still pitiful.

Maybe it was because of these days that she had not lived well, and today the attack on Qintai made her lose her mind.

Chen Qiu made up his mind and quietly snatched down the roof and jumped into the room through the open window. He wanted to have a close conversation with Yaoqin and ask about the Holy Fire Sect.

It's best not to disturb others.

But when Chen Qiu entered the room, he was shocked to find it.

Yaoqin, who was still sitting in the room the moment ago, has disappeared now.

"bass"

With a sound of sword, the sharp blade quietly pressed from behind against Shen Qiu's neck, and there was also a sound of Yaoqin's slightly resistant:

"Aren't you not allowed to come? Chen Qiu, why do you have to be so stubborn!"

Chen Qiu stood in the room, as if he was really frightened by the blade against his shoulder.

No answers, no action.

Yaoqin wanted to say something else, and then she heard a hoarse chuckling, and suddenly felt a cold air coming towards her, slowing down her sword holding movement a little.

Immediately afterwards, a severe pain rushed from her wrist, causing her to let go of the sharp sword in her hand.

She also wanted to use the leniency technique to escape.

But before it could be used, Chen Qiu pushed to the wall while he was spinning.

The latter's arm was pressed against Yaoqin's neck, and his left hand held her wrist, leaned forward, and almost his whole body was pressing against her. The cold air flowed, making her unable to move a finger at all.

“Huh?”

Chen Qiu looked at the face in front of him that was shattered but full of pain.

He was also confused at this moment.

He said:

"You really don't know how to do martial arts? But what's wrong with that skillful hand?"

"You! Let me go!"

A hint of shame and anger flashed in Yaoqin's big eyes.

After Chen Qiu let her go, she rubbed her so much that it was about to break. Her wrist was already bruised, turned around and said coldly:

"I didn't see Qingqing, which shows my attitude.

I don't want to have any more connections with you.

I thank you for helping the Qintai today, but you can go quickly, Chen Qiu! When did you become such a licentious person by stealing into a woman's boudoir at night?"

"Don't want any more connection?"

Chen Qiu savored this sentence and ignored Yaoqin's cold resistance.

He narrowed his eyes, looked at Yaoqin with his back facing him, and asked:

"I know Yaoqin, you have always been disliked by the world. It is understandable that you hate me, but why did you break off your relationship with Qingqing? That girl treats you like a sister.

She really treats you as a relative.

Unless Chen is blind, you can't tell that you and her are also in love with sisters.

Why do you have to do this?

And the Holy Fire Sect’s affairs, they came for you, Yaoqin, you have to explain this to me!”

"I'm scared, can I do it?"

Yaoqin's tone became a little more indifferent, she said:

"Qingqing's life experience is hidden, and I have the desire to protect her before.

But the Suzhou War destroyed my piano platform. When I returned from Guangdong and Guangxi, I felt afraid and didn't want to cause more trouble for me because of her.

I am different from you. I am just an ordinary good woman.

If I get into trouble again, how should I resist?

You should take Qingqing away quickly, Chen Qiu.

We won't meet again in the future.

As for the Holy Fire Cult, that is my business, so don’t participate, so as not to lose your life in vain.”

Chen Qiu's face looked strange.

Yaoqin's acting skills are too poor. Didn't it mean that women are born actors?

Could it be that shaking shoulders...

Crying?

Before coming, he was wondering if Yaoqin was really coerced as Qingqing said.
To be continued...