"Is there a sound of something breaking?"
"Maybe the battle is too intense." Lin Yuhao smiled speciously, and knocked on the door of the lounge.
"Brother Nie, are you in there?"
"Hmm." Nie Chenyuan slowly bent down and approached Qingyun's immature face.
Qing Yun's face remained unchanged, and he was still extremely calm. Seeing this, Nie Chenyuan couldn't help but secretly sighed, showing a little appreciation for the young man under him.
"Brother Nie?"
The voice outside the door remained the same, but there was a faint sound of opening the door. Nie Chenyuan got up a little bit, and said in a hoarse voice: "Yuhao, you will ruin my good business if you come in now."
Lin Yuhao saw the overlapping figures of the two on the sofa through a gap, and couldn't help showing a slightly disdainful smile. Being so easily fascinated by beauty, the Nie family might not end well in the hands of Nie Chenyuan, so it is better to use it for him.
He closed the door and embraced his female companion, and turned to leave: "Brother Nie is probably busy right now, so I'll greet him later."
The breath of heaven slowly moved away until it dissipated.
Qing Yun didn't dare to relax, and still concentrated on paying attention to Lin Yuhao's movements with a trace of consciousness.
"Haven't touched enough?"
Nie Chenyuan moved closer to Qing Yun's ear and hummed softly.
Qing Yun came back to his senses in an instant, kicked Nie Chenyuan off the sofa, got up and walked towards the bathroom.
Sitting on the floor, Nie Chenyuan couldn't help laughing: "Are you just throwing it away after you use it up, and tearing down bridges across the river?"
The breath of heaven has been completely withdrawn from this world.
Qing Yun breathed a sigh of relief, and simply washed the blood on his body under the pattering water, and the place that Nie Chenyuan touched just now.
He is cautious by nature, although he seems to be relaxed a lot at the moment, he secretly uses his spiritual sense to carefully examine the man on the sofa outside.
"You are... Nie Chenyuan?"
Qing Yun asked tentatively, biting the words "Nie Chenyuan" very clearly between his lips and teeth.
Nie Chenyuan raised his eyebrows and looked at him in surprise, he held his forehead and chuckled: "Know me?"
Sure enough.
When Tian Dao killed him before, Qing Yun forced himself to swallow some of Tian Dao's energy in order to fake the illusion of death. After all, there is a difference in the energy used by Tiandao to injure him and kill him, and it is this little energy that almost kills Qing Yun.
But there is still an energy in Qingyun's soul, which was planted by the Heavenly Dao to control him to reincarnation.
These two energies collided and merged with each other at a critical moment, and finally recombined with Qing Yun's soul, giving his soul some strange abilities.
It is in this way that he can escape into this small world unimpeded. Not only that, but Qingyun's soul can actually invade the rules laid down by Tiandao, and feed back to him information about the direction of the world and some characters.
It is because Nie Chenyuan is a great help to the protagonist and an opportunity to improve his cultivation that Qing Yun can know his identity.
It's like putting on a pretense of rules.
But can he still leave
Picking up a handful of bone-chilling water and splashing it on his face, Qing Yun stared at himself in the mirror. Can leave, but need something. He has a strong hunch that these things are related to the protagonist.
Nie Chenyuan seemed to be very interested in Qing Yun. Although Qing Yun ignored him, he guessed Qing Yun's identity on his own.
"If you know me, I must be from the ancient martial arts world. I was still afraid of Lin Yuhao when I was in high school."
Wen Yan Qingyun frowned and shook off the water droplets on her hand, the protagonist? He was never afraid.
"You are from the Qing family." Nie Chenyuan finalized Qing Yun's identity, but at the same time, he was a little strange, "The Qing family has a single lineage, and Qing Haolin is dead, leaving only a son who is useless. According to cultivation base , there is no one like you in the Qing family."
Qing Yun snorted and said, "I'm so sorry, I'm Qing Haolin's useless son."
Nie Chenyuan opened his eyes slightly, he was really surprised.
He has some friendship with Lin Yuhao, so he naturally knows about Qing Yun. Because they come from the same mother, the two cannot avoid being compared.
Lin Yuhao is talented, resourceful, generous and tenacious. He is a highly anticipated child in the ancient martial arts world. Compared with him, Qingyun is like a harmless and cowardly little sheep, without any outstanding features.
In Nie Chenyuan's view, Lin Yuhao is already a strong man with a bright future that people value, while Qing Yun is still living under the protection of his family, without the protection of Qing Haolin, he is nothing.
The reason why Qing Yun attracted everyone's attention this time was because Lin Yuhao chose Qing's family.
Nie Chenyuan's eyes were glued to Qing Yun's thin but tall figure, and he slowly lit a cigarette for himself. He has always been only interested in powerful things, but he never thought that he would misunderstand people.
"click"
The flames jumped up, and the faint smell of smoke permeated, Qing Yun subconsciously frowned.
Nie Chenyuan looked at Qingyun's injuries, and reminded: "You shouldn't avoid Yuhao, he is your elder brother after all, and it's better to follow him than to hang out by yourself. Besides, your mother is also with him."
When he said this, he obviously believed that Qing Yun's injuries were caused by black boxing for a living.
Qing Yun sneered, and his eyes were not friendly: "What? Want me to live in harmony with the murderer of my father and enemy? Oh, follow him, I'm afraid I will die soon."
He looked down at the small wound on his palm slowly healing. Qing Yun's soul is too strong, although most of it is damaged now, it is enough to transform this body, these injuries are nothing now.
"There will be no accidents." Lin Yuhao chuckled into the phone, showing a little malice, "I was seriously injured, destroyed my dantian, and rolled down the mountain, how could I still be alive."
"Spirit?"
Hearing the questioning on the other side of the phone, Lin Yuhao frowned. After he defeated Qing Haolin, he took his mother over. His mother brought the martial arts and property to the Qing family, but only Qing Haolin and Qing Yun knew the matching mentality. Now that they are both dead, they can't find it.
"It's just a second-rate family, what good idea can it have?" He sneered.
"If your mother finds out that Qing Yun's death was caused by you..."
"No." The smile on Lin Yuhao's face remained unchanged, but the color in his eyes gradually turned cold. That woman probably already knows by now. So what does it matter? Who else cares about Qing Yun's life and death besides his dead father
Lin Yuhao looked at the desolate woods outside the villa and smiled faintly, fearing that there would be no bones left. He hung up the phone and turned to walk down the hall.
The hall was buzzing with people, and all the famous people in the ancient martial arts world were carnivaling for him, a genius in the ancient martial arts world.
Nie Chenyuan looked at Qing Yun with a helpless smile: "I know you can't accept the changes in your family. But Qing Haolin did something wrong back then, and his death had nothing to do with Yuhao. Back then, it was all over the ring."
"And Yuhao won't embarrass your little brother..."
"boom!"
Qing Yun kicked the coffee table in front of Nie Chenyuan. The perfume bottle that was broken on the ground was pushed, making a sour "creak" sound on the wooden floor.
"You don't understand human speech, do you?"
Qingyun's eyes were red, he lowered his head and approached Nie Chenyuan, his panting was obviously aggravated by anger: "He said it was my father's fault for what my father did wrong? My mother was forced, and my son who has lived for 18 years still doesn't know , You outsiders can see clearly one by one? My dad died in the hospital less than a week after the competition with him. Does it have anything to do with him? He is generous and will not embarrass me. Could it be that the injuries on my body are caused by myself? "
Why is everything the protagonist does right and what he says is right, but he, the villain who has been in seclusion for thousands of years, can be blamed from the sky
Qing Yun does not look up to the sky, bows down to be worthy of others, and has never done anything harmful to nature, so why should he accept the protagonist's attack again and again
Those protagonists are able to respond at once, and there are many supporters around him, but he practiced hard, but he still lingers on the sick bed like a dying person, everyone shouts and beats like a mouse crossing the street, and even in the end he has to marry others Clothes
Is it because the way of heaven defined him as a villain, so he deserves it
A sternness flashed in Qing Yun's eyes, but unfortunately, even if he is the protagonist appointed by the Heavenly Dao, he should kill as soon as possible, but he, the villain who is not even physically suppressed by the Heavenly Dao, still survived for ten thousand years even under the curse of the whole world. year!
He will definitely not stop at this world, no matter what it takes to leave. It's not the protagonist's right now, and it won't be in the future. It already is, so let him take it back.
Qing Yun straightened up, let go of the fingers pinching Nie Chenyuan's collar, and picked up the paper towel on the table to wipe it off.
He chuckled softly, as if the grief and anger that had just erupted were all illusions.
"Nie Chenyuan, your meridians are blocked and you won't live for five years."
"But I can cure it. Do you want it as a reward?" He raised his eyes and looked deeply into Nie Chenyuan's eyes.
Nie Chenyuan felt a little strange in his heart because of Qing Yun's outburst before, but now when he heard Qing Yun's words, his face gradually turned cold.
It's no secret that his meridians are blocked. Over the years, many people have used this excuse to conspire against the Nie family. He didn't expect that Qing Yun, who interested him quite a lot, would come up with such an idea this time.
Nie Chenyuan breathed out a puff of smoke to cover up the faint disappointment in his eyes. He had thought that the kid would have some more interesting reason to approach him.
"Who sent you here?"
His voice was a little boring, and he looked down at the burning cigarette in his hand.
"It's just a reward. I don't like to owe people things. But it's up to you if you want it or not."
Qing Yun seems to be careless, but in fact he is bound to win.
He still doesn't know exactly what he needs to get in order to leave, but it's always right to fight against the protagonist.
grab what? Let's start with grabbing the younger brother.
Later, the Nie family was Lin Yuhao's greatest support. Although Nie Chenyuan was considered useless in martial arts, the Nie family controlled the economic lifeline of the entire ancient martial arts world. In other words, if there is no Nie family, a group of aristocratic families in the ancient martial arts world can only drink the northwest wind with their own martial arts secret books, so Lin Yuhao has to subdue the Nie family no matter what they say.
In addition, what is more important is the congenital energy silted up in Nie Chenyuan's meridians. It was when Lin Yuhao helped Nie Chenyuan dredge his meridians that he absorbed these innate qi, and he reached the highest state in this world—innate in one go.
If there is no Nie family, Qing Yun is very curious, how will Lin Yuhao go
"You go." Nie Chenyuan's voice was deep, and he reached out to snuff out the cigarette, "I'm in a good mood today, and I don't want to trouble you."
Qing Yun narrowed his eyes.
"Slow down!" An old voice sounded outside the lounge door.