She hasn't finished what she just wanted to say.
What she wants to say is: I can't take him down so quickly.
There are many complicated points in the case that I don't know yet.
But Baili Suye's patience has long been exhausted.
Seeing the black figure coming out of the door, Wenren Qianjue's lips twitched and she wanted to scream, but after thinking about it, she decided not to.
She had nothing to do with His Highness the Seventh Prince.
Stop him.
What do you want to explain?
Baili Suye pursed her lips tightly, her peerless face looking very stiff.
As soon as he stepped out of the door, a group of lunatics from the yard surrounded him, drooling and looking very strange, and they were about to pounce on him soon.
"Go away."
The cold voice said one word With a wave of black robe sleeves, the first few people who rushed forward were pushed back by a huge force and turned into ashes before they hit the house behind.
There's not even a bit of bone residue left.
Wenren Qianjue saw the scene in front of him with his own eyes and was shocked by the mysterious power of His Highness Seventh Prince.
Every time he saw him in the past, he made people surrender effortlessly.
At the moment, it seems fortunate that those people have surrendered.
This man is far more powerful than anyone imagined Baili Suye calmly retracted his hand, flicked the non-existent dust on his body, and left the Lin Mansion.
Wherever he went, even those who had lost their minds did not dare to take a step closer to him.
They all backed away, lying in front of him.
On the ground, it seemed that he was facing some kind of emperor.
Seeing the figure disappear, Wenren Qianjue suddenly felt very uncomfortable.
He always left without saying a word, gritted his teeth and pulled out his ancient sword.
The friction sound between the sword and the scabbard was very harsh.
Wei Qingwan just looked at him: "You are going to draw your sword against me."
Wenren Qianjue smiled lazily: "I didn't want to.
Wei Qingwan, for about a moment, I regarded you as a friend.
But the person who is worthy of being my friend must at least be flesh and blood and take human life seriously. " She didn't want to do this, as if the feeling from before was coming back.
Only this time, the other party did not betray her, but betrayed the world before appearing in front of her again.
The only person who did not betray was her.
Wenren Qianjue touched her nose and felt a little bitter in her heart.
Even she felt like she was working hard, but what could happen?
If she hadn't seen those innocent people die in pain, maybe she would have covered her eyes and wouldn't have attacked her friends.
"Qianjue, I'll give you another chance."
Wei Qing took a step forward, put away the red light in his hand, held her thin shoulders, and looked at her deeply with his handsome eyes, as cunning as when they first met.
At the corner of Fushou Building, he saw someone who looked very much like Lan Niannian, so he bumped into her intentionally.
It seems that when I was young, when a boy treated a girl he liked, he would not try to please her, but would pull her braids to attract the girl's attention.
"No need."
Wenren Qianjue raised his eyes, and as soon as he said those words, his heart felt cold.
Her fingers touched the awe-inspiring blade: "Wei Qingwan, it's time for this to come to an end."
There was no longer any emotion in her cold eyes.
"Okay.
If this is what you want."
Wei Qing took a step back, as if he no longer recognized her.
Horrible changes occurred in Huoran's hands The red light became stronger and stronger, and long sharp nails grew out of his fingers.
His originally beautiful hands became huge and ugly, and his skin was as rough as that of an animal.
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Wenren Qianjue's cold eyes: "Secret Technique" "Everything is an exchange of equal value.
If I want to gain strength, I naturally have to dedicate myself."
Wei Qing curled his lips, and a hint of red suddenly appeared between his eyebrows.
"Who are you making a deal with, the devil, the King of Hell?"
Wenren Qianjue's long knife suddenly activated The sharp sword light blurred the vision She would rather kill her friend with her own hands than watch him turn into a devil in front of her eyes "Who said that?"
Apparently Wei Qing was able to hold back with ease.
While smiling, he quickly retreated.
With a wave of his claws, he actually resisted Wen Ren Qianjue's blade.
Her ancient knife was extremely sharp, but it couldn't cut into the skin on his claws "Admit defeat."
Wei Qing turned his face coldly, already full of evil spirit: "You are destined to die in my hands today."
There was a smile on Wenren Qianjue's lips.
She had accumulated strength in the ancient sword before turning it on her wrist.
She narrowed her eyes and realized that the person and the sword had the same meaning.
In the blink of an eye, she already had the power of thunder and struck down hard.
Hiss The sound of an ancient knife entering flesh.
Wei Qingwan stretched out his arms and watched the ancient knife enter his heart.
Wenren Qianjue's force was too strong and he couldn't pull it back.
The ancient knife penetrated and the man took a few steps forward.
In an instant, their faces were very close.
At the critical moment, Wei Qingwan did not resist.
The red color between his eyebrows gradually faded away, and his hands gradually returned to their original appearance.
There was blood on his lips, but he smiled softly and used his good-looking hands to help her with her hair: "I can't beat you.
You're right, Qian Jue.
I died there many years ago.
It was caught in the fire, and what’s still alive now is just the belief to support revenge.”
That smile was as gentle as catkins, as fragile as it would disappear if the wind blew.
Wei Qingwan's voice was extremely gentle: "Don't cry, you didn't kill me, it was me who wanted to die." .
I should have gone to see Niannian a long time ago.
Are you still waiting for me?"
"Wait.
I must be waiting."
Wenren Qianjue bit her lip, unable to express her feelings.
The hand holding the knife was already cold.
She didn't dare to reach out and touch the gentle person in front of her, as if she would fall apart at the first touch.
"That's great."
Wei Qing smiled, the smile on his lips solidified.
For a while, there was no sound in the room.
Wei Qingwan kept that smile and slowly fell to the ground from in front of her.
His body slipped from the ancient knife with a hiss, and she could feel every inch of his movement with the hand holding the knife tightly.
Finally, the person fell.
Wenren Qianjue tightly covered her mouth.
She felt so uncomfortable that she wanted to vomit, but she couldn't cry at all.
What is justice and what is right and wrong?
If it weren't for Lin Fu, Wei Qingwan would be with Lan Niannian at this moment and have a lot of children.
And when he came back with revenge, he paved the way for so many innocent lives.
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In the end, she ended everything with her own hands "Ah" Wenren Qianjue raised his head and roared from deep in his throat.
Bang bang bang.
The cups and dishes in the house were shaken so hard that they shattered in an instant.
She swung the ancient knife in her hand, and the light filled the room, slashing aimlessly one after another, as if she wanted to smash everything.
But she knew that time could not be repeated, and she would not have time to correct everyone's mistakes.
I don't know how long it took, but in Wei Qing's chest, a round thing glowed and slowly emerged.
She stretched out her hand and took the thing into her hand.
The light disappeared in an instant, and two words were engraved on the stone: Taotie.
Her heart moved.
This was already the third stone she had encountered.
Every time something weird happened, this kind of stone containing special power would appear.
Greed, pride, gluttony A layer of goosebumps suddenly appeared all over Wenren Qianjue's body.
Perhaps she had thought too little before.
Is there a pair of hands behind all of this?
So, in addition to these, are there other people behind the scenes who have what purpose?
Wenren Qianjue gritted his teeth, clutched the stone in his hand, rushed out of the Lin Mansion, and locked the door to prevent those who had lost their minds from rushing out.
She gritted her teeth and took a horse out from the stable.
He galloped up and ran to the door of Pei Mansion: "Call your young master to come out.
Wenren Qianjue asks to see you."
The blood on Wei Qing's arm was stained on her fair face.
The guard knew that Pei Yuange was familiar with her and did not dare to be careless, so he called immediately.
People come out.
"What's wrong?"
Pei Yuange muttered dissatisfiedly as he arranged his clothes and walked out.
When he looked up, he saw Wenren Qianjue sitting right away, as cold as a Shura.
There were blood stains on her hands and the ancient sword, and her thin body stood upright, as if nothing could knock her down.
And she opened her mouth with an expression as cold as if she didn't recognize her relatives: "The case has been solved.
Wei Qingwan is the murderer.
Lin Mansion."
Before she could finish her words, she fell down from her horse.
In an instant Pei Yuange had already appeared under her horse and hugged her body.
The movements are so neat and unrestrained.
It is obvious that Qinggong has reached an excellent level.
Wenren Qianjue had already fallen asleep, and the ancient sword had drained the last bit of strength from her body.
She rushed here because she didn't want anything to go wrong again.
She would feel more at ease if the Pei family came forward.
The lazy look on Pei Yuange's face has long disappeared, and the usual frivolity in his slightly lowered peach blossom eyes has been replaced by a cold and stern look: "Remember, none of you saw what just happened."
The two surrounding guards were shocked by the terrifying martial arts displayed by their famous dandy young master.
When they heard the order, they immediately knelt down on one knee and said in unison: "I didn't see anything."
"Hmm."
Pei Yuange agreed.
He felt at ease with those who were taught by A Kong.
Then, he picked up Wenren Qianjue and said to the people next to him: "Go, inform A Kong and take people to the Lin Mansion.
Something happened."
The guards responded quickly and looked at each other when they saw the dandy boy walking away.
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I have always wondered why Pei Yuankong, who has reached the top in martial arts and is an excellent person, respects this good-for-nothing brother.
Maybe the scene just now explains why.
The two of them didn't dare to delay and immediately went to find Pei Yuankong.
When Wenren Qianjue woke up in a daze, her whole body seemed to be falling apart.
He saw a little ice-like person sitting beside his bed.
When he saw her waking up, a hint of joy appeared on his indifferent expression: "Qianjue, you're awake."
Bai Shengluo was very worried, and when he saw her waking up, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief.
"Yeah."
She nodded and wanted to speak, but couldn't.
Her voice was tight.
Bai Shengluo immediately handed over a bowl of water: "You have been sleeping for two days.
I have shown you that you have no energy at all.
You are over-consumed.
It seems like you have been running around without sleep for many days."
Seeing her drink the water, Bai Sheng lowered his head and frowned slightly: "What's wrong with you Qian Jue?
Is there something you didn't tell me?"
She had never seen this kind of physical condition before, so she naturally became worried. 88 Wenren Qianjue drank the water, her eyes lost focus a little, and grabbed her hand: "Sheng Luo, how is the situation at the Lin Mansion?"
"Don't worry, all the madmen have been locked up by Pei Yuankong.
The emperor also knows that you have solved the case, and he wants to reward you.
Everyone is very happy."
Bai Shengluo comforted.
Are you all happy?
Wenren Qianjue thought of Wei Qingwan's smile before he died.
Was he also very happy?
His hand suddenly touched the purse at his waist.
Three small stones were there.
Wenren Qianjue's expression was dazed.
He suddenly remembered something and lifted the quilt: "Sheng Luo, I want to go out.
Wait for me return."
Wenren Qianjue quickly put on his coat and picked up his ancient sword.
Bai Shengluo's questioning voice came from behind: "Qianjue, you are very weak now, where are you going?"
Go to a place she must go to and do something she must do: