Kapitel 41: Intercepted in The Halfway
Ye Qianghan did not know the gratitude in Su Yifei's heart but walked silently along the street.
But even if he knew, he wouldn't take it to heart. He helped Su Yifei only to appreciate her kindness and tenacity, so he gave her some resources. He didn't think about her return.
As in previous lives, he often helped those who needed help, hiding his achievements and fame.
"Click click ..."
Ye Qianghan walked forward at a steady pace, looking straight ahead.
At the end of the front, is the Ouyang family mansion.
Every step closer, the blood in his body boils, and the residual soul of his former master, which was hidden deep in his soul sea, gradually awakens. It is not so much residual soul as an obsession.
This obsession is the sadness of missing love and not getting it.
It is sad and sad to see the person you want to see but not visible.
For decades, even if the soul of this statue returns to hell, it will still be difficult to dissipate.
"You are the bright moon in the sky, and I am only a speck of dust."
"But, do you know?"
"How much I want to meet you."
These are the few words that the owner of this body will say repeatedly to the moon in the night sky whenever his lovesickness is hard.
Unfortunately, he never saw Ouyang Mingyue again until he died. That can make him prefer to exchange his peerless talent for a woman who is prosperous all her life.
"Don't worry, I will take you to see her."
Ye Qianghan murmured in his heart that since he is reborn in this body, he needs to do something for him.
Doomed love is because, then, rebirth is the result.
Since there is cause and effect, let him break it today.
Read down, his footsteps can't help but speed up a few minutes.
"Ha, ha, ha, ha, Ye Qianghan, how dare you come out?"
At this moment, a burst of puffed-up laughter came out. From a corner of the street, a group of armed guards stood in front of Ye Qianghan with arrogance. It was Lin Luan, the little master of the Lins, who was headed by him.
"Why can't I come out? With your waste materials? "
Ye Qianghan stopped and looked at Lin Luan and said that his eyes were cold and new. He was anxious to go to Ouyang Family now. Now he saw some people blocking the way and had already sentenced them to death in his heart.
"Ha, ha, ha, ha."
Lin Luan nearly died of laughter when he heard this. The guards around him also burst out laughing and looked at Ye Qianghan. His eyes couldn't help showing an idiotic look.
Ye Qianghan is only a double martial artist, while they are all triple martial artists with a large population. They doubt whether Ye Qianghan is blind or not and dare to say that he and others are useless.
Can you be more funny?
Is it possible that it is lower than whose martial artist?
"Stop laughing and ask you a question."
Ye Qianghan touched his nose and said, from the moment Lin Luan appeared, he swept off his feet and knew that the other party and others had the lowest level of martial arts. The highest level was the middle-aged man standing beside Lin Luan and the first level of martial arts was seven.
This kind of combination, in his eyes called waste, is flattering them.
You know, he's a triple level-2 warrior at class 3 now, and he can turn them over a dozen times with one hand.
"Well, you say"
Lin Luan finally stopped laughing and nodded, saying that he intended to kill Ye Qianghan as soon as he came up to avenge his humiliation at the auction house, but seeing that he was so funny, he generously intended to let Ye Qianghan live a little longer.
"Do you still have a young master in the Lins?"
Ye Qianghan looked at Lin Luan solemnly and asked, what he said was really for the sake of the Lins. think about it, although he did not kill the big Shaolin peak of the Lins himself, it was also because of him.
Now Lin Luan is jumping out again. If they are killed later, the Lins will die at once. Ye Qianghan worries about the Lins and whether there will be any fewer owners to inherit the future inheritance of the Lins.
"What do you mean?"
When Lin Luan heard this, he couldn't help feeling a little confused. wait for a while looked at Ye Qianghan. According to common sense, shouldn't you kneel on the ground and cry bitterly, begging yourself to be merciful and let you go?
Is it foolish of you to ask such strange words?
"Little Lord, what he means is, if you kill little Lord later, do we Lins still have the meaning of little Lord?"
A guard said to Lin Luan.
"Smart"
Ye Qianghan gave the guard a compliment: "Correct answer, but no reward."
"Damn, go and kill him."
Lin Luan smell speech great anger, feel IQ by ten thousand critical strikes, angry ordered.
Goddamn it, I kindly let him live for a while, but I didn't appreciate it. I even thought of killing myself, so I'll kill you first.
"Yes, master"
The Lins' guards rushed up to Ye Qianghan at once and drew out their weapons at the same time.
"It's the Lins."
"It's Lin Luan."
"ah, have pity that this young man offend the Lins"
The crowd walking along the street saw this scene and couldn't help talking about it. They looked at Ye Qianghan with pity.
In Anding City, the Lins were offended, and fate was almost doomed. There was no other outcome except death.
"Shoo, Shoo, Shoo"
More than a dozen sharp swords burst out of thin air and the shadows of the swords piled up one after another, forming a huge net of death that enveloped Ye Qianghan.
"offend my Lins. Gods or fairy, no one can save you"
Lin Luan laughed with a ferocious look on his face. His eyes were tightly fixed on Ye Qianghan, as if he wanted to see Ye Qianghan dismembered by a disorderly knife so that he could feel the pleasure of revenge.
"Brush"
Just as the sword in the hands of the Lins' guard was about to fall, Ye Qianghan's sword in his hand fell out of his head with a wave of his hand, like a rainbow flying from the sky, striking the world.
Sword light everywhere, blood bursts with now, more than a dozen Lins guards immediately body stalemate, in the hands of the sword can no longer cut down.
Moments later, their bodies fell backward, all eyes wide open, as if seeing something horrible.
There is a red line around each of them's neck, and blood is slowly spilling from the red line.
A sword seals the throat, and blood flows in a line.
They would not have thought until they died that a martial artist could use such a sharp sword technique that they were cut to death before even the thought of parrying could come into being.
"what? This is impossible. "
Lin Luan on one side, like a cat being kicked, exclaimed, looking at the guards who fell to the ground, with an incredible look on his face, then looked at Ye Qianghan with great fear, "you, you killed them? How can you kill them? "
That's a triple guard of more than a dozen martial artists, and two of them are level 1 martial artists, but in front of Ye Qianghan, they can't even stop one move.
Even a herd of pigs can handle it.
If it weren't for what he saw, he wouldn't believe it even if he was killed.
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