"I will be ruthless and righteous, that is... Don't bother me again."

In the Zen temple room, Yaoqin replied.

Behind her, Chen Qiu's eyes turned, and his tone also became cold, as if he was really angry, he said:

"good.

Since Miss Yaoqin thinks that I and my junior sister are in trouble, I will not bother you anymore.

From now on, we will walk on the road to the sky.

You think my brother and sister are causing trouble, but you are also related to the secret affairs of the Holy Fire Sect. Why don’t we suffer the pain of your concealment?

You are indeed right.

If you continue to get entangled with you like this, my senior brothers and sisters may one day be confused and they will die! Miss Yaoqin will have a rest, and Chen will leave now."

Behind her, Chen Qiu threw down a few cold words, then stood up and flew out of the window.

After a few breaths, Yaoqin turned around and looked at the empty room.

Her eyes were red, and when she thought of what Chen Qiu said just now, she couldn't help but feel sad.

Since then, there is no one in this world who loves her. The world is so great that she is left alone to live hard, and I don’t know when the disaster of the fate will come.

How long can this life last?

She was originally a Jiangnan woman, and she felt a lot of melancholy and had good piano skills. She was spoiled and raised since childhood. She was a genuine literary young woman.

This time, I suffered this and the more I thought about it, the more I felt uncomfortable.

So he put aside the guqin on the table, threw himself onto the bed, covered his face with a quilt. In the lonely night, he was afraid that Uncle Hei would hear it, so he didn't dare to speak, and sobbed in a low voice.

Cry for yourself and for Qingqing.

In her life, she may never see Qingqing girl again.

"Ahem...stop crying."

Chen Qiu's voice suddenly rang again in the room, which shocked Yaoqin.

She raised her head and saw Chen Qiu, who was returning, sitting on a flower stool in the boudoir, playing with a delicate and evil red Prajna ghost face in her hand.

The bad guy's face was full of fun smiles.

"Tell me, who forced you?

There is also the matter of the Holy Fire Sect, and it is said.

To avoid feeling uncomfortable in your heart, you will think that Qingqing and I are really going to abandon you.

Today, I have fought with the Holy Fire Cult. They have high-level elites killed me, and they have become enemies between the two sides.

I will want to get out of here again, I am afraid it will not be that easy."

Chen Qiu looked at Yaoqin with red eyes and looked at her right wrist. He thought Yaoqin could do martial arts skills just now, so when he countered, he started to take action a little heavier.

There was already a large bruise on the delicate skin, which must have hurt women like Yaoqin.

He walked forward, reached out to hold Yaoqin's wrist, and injected Xueji's true energy into the wound.

This Taoist true energy is mellow and mellow, and is best at warming up the wounds.

Yaoqin also felt a warm energy flowing into her body, making her very comfortable.

She leaned against the bed, lowered her head, and felt in a mess.

Chen Qiu must have guessed something just now, so he deliberately defrauded her.

As a result, I missed the stuffing myself.

But I couldn't tell Chen Qiu what I was thinking, nor did I know how to face him.

"You and I are now on the same boat. If you tell the truth, you will save me once so that I will not fight the death of those Holy Fire Death.

Yaoqin, you are not a woman who doesn’t know right or wrong.

You should know that those secrets will be good for you and me."

Chen Qiu felt a headache when he saw Yaoqin not speaking.

This is not an enemy.

You can't use ghost needles to force her to tell the truth.

He could only say to Yaoqin in a temptation:

"It should be someone who forced you to break off your relationship with Qingqing, but you are not the kind of person who easily admits defeat, so I guess that person should be your elders and relatives.

He uses affection to oppress you, forcing you to obey. Right?

If I'm right, you nod."

"Um."

Yaoqin pursed her lips and nodded, and she felt angry at the unreasonable requests of the Fan family that day.

She whispered like a mosquito:

"It's not my elder, it's Qingqing's elder."

"Um?"

Chen Qiu stood up suddenly and said sternly:

"In addition to Qingqing, there are descendants in the royal family of the Great Chu?"

"No, no."

Yaoqin explained:

"That person is guardian of the Fan family and the visitor of Tao Zhushan.

This is very complicated to say, and there are many secret things in it. I cannot tell you clearly due to the inheritance of my family.

I will only say one thing to listen to you.”

Yaoqin raised her head, she sniffed, wiped her eyes, and said softly to Chen Qiu:

"Three hundred years ago, the royal family of the Great Chu started an army from the south of the Xiaoxiang River, swept the world and built a country. The founding monarch held a sword in his hand and established his unparalleled achievements.

According to folk legend, the royal family of the Great Chu was helped by immortals.”

Yaoqin pursed her lips and said in a whispering voice:

“This is true.

Those so-called immortals are Tao Zhushan's lineage.

It is said that it was the place where Fan Li and Xi Shi finally lived in seclusion in the Spring and Autumn Period, and the Fan family was the descendant of Fan Li. However, when the Great Chu State was destroyed, they did not see them coming out to help the Fan family again.

My father thought Tao Zhushan no longer paid attention to worldly affairs. Few people knew about this, and I also listened to it as a story when I was a child.

But that night, I saw him with my own eyes.

He said that I was born with the Holy Fire Sect and was inseparable from the relationship. Let Qingqing stay by her side, so she could only harm her, so she asked me to break the connection with Qingqing."

Chen Qiu knew it in his heart.

The story of immortals in the founding of the Great Chu Kingdom was widely circulated among the people, and he also heard about it.

But after all, it happened three hundred years ago, and it is indeed difficult to tell a story about Zi Chou Yin Mao.

According to Yaoqin, the Tao Zhushan lineage seems to be a member of the Immortal Sect.

But it is not an orthodox sect like the Kunlun of Penglai, but it is more like the inheritance of some immortal cultivators.

“That makes sense.”

Chen Qiu looked at Yaoqin's wrist.

This gentle and gentle beauty in Jiangnan, if it is made of water.

The pinching just now left ugly bruises on her skin. Although the true qi is dissolved, it will take several days to dissipate.

He let go of Yaoqin's wrist and said in a deep voice:

"What about the Holy Fire Cult? Those thieves came for you. I have understood clearly that their trip was to take you back to the Holy Volcano of the Western Regions.

Therefore, he used the five guardians in the teachings, and all the elites came. The identity you came must be extraordinary. Yaoqin, don’t hide it anymore, just tell them all.”

This is a direct question.

Just like a sharp knife, it penetrated Yaoqin's heart, making the girl frown and doubtful.

When she saw Chen Qiu's sharp eyes staring at her, she lowered her head a little uneasy, as if she was afraid that Chen Qiu would treat her as a broom star.

Chen Qiu said again:

"Before, several seniors reminded me that your Luoyueqintai has some subtle connection with the Demon Sect.

You obviously don’t know martial arts, but you can do such a wonderful way to improve your lingering skills.

I have seen some of the markets. This technique of regulating the vertex is obviously more exquisite than the Phantom Step I use now. You have told me about your mother before, saying that she is a person outside the territory.
To be continued...