Xuanhuan: I am the bad luck villain

In front of the Qin family's mansion, a figure was enjoying a roast chicken in one hand and a bottle of fine wine in the other, completely ignoring the strange eyes of passers-by.

This woman not only ate and drank in public, but occasionally bumped her elbow on the door, making a thumping sound.

After several consecutive noises, the people in the courtyard finally couldn't bear it anymore and slowly opened the door.

In the crack of the door, Zhang Xiaolan showed half of her face, looking at the woman at the door unkindly.

If she hadn't learned swear words since she was a child, and had been learning what it means to be gentle with others, she might have swearing directly.

"What do you want? The Qin family doesn't welcome you!"

"Hey, little girl, don't be so absolute, that little man of yours wanted to invite me in as a guest before!"

"You didn't agree again!"

"My girl agrees now! Come on! Open the door and welcome me in!"

The woman in white armor smiled and walked towards the gate while talking.

In the end, the door closed instantly with a bang.

The speed of closing the door was so fast that it almost hit the woman's face directly.

Immediately behind the gate, Zhang Xiaolan's voice came out.

"It's free to open the door! You still go to drink your bar! Walk slowly!"

"Hiss, your temper is really aggressive enough, forget it, sooner or later you will open the door."

Turning around lazily and leaning against the door, the woman in white armor stood at the door and began to drink and eat meat leisurely again.

When a little girl passed by on the road, this woman would even whistle at them in a very rascally way.

Relying on his heroic facial features, and his handsome appearance in armor, he will always make the little girl turn red, hide her face, or spit hard.

Facing the many reactions from the girls, the white-armoured girl took them all in. The smile on her face never disappeared from the beginning to the end, and she seemed very at ease.

Just as she kept teasing passers-by, the sound of chaotic footsteps suddenly sounded in the distance.

A large group of scarred Qin Wuwei came running from a distance, carrying many stretchers in the middle.

In the front, on the stretcher firmly protected by several masters, lay the number one master of Tianlong City, Qin Shou, the head of the Qin family.

Ignoring the strange woman standing at the door, a Qin Wuwei rushed to the door and slammed on the door desperately.

"Open the door! Open the door!"

Hearing this familiar voice, the door opened quickly.

The domestic servants inside, after seeing everyone's distressed appearance, immediately let out a burst of exclamation, and hurriedly welcomed them in.

Seeing this scene, the woman in white armor was slightly taken aback.

After hesitating for a moment, she simply picked up her sheathed sword, unsteadily followed the crowd into the compound.

Being able to injure a martial arts master into such a state is not something a Jindan cultivator can do.

Is it possible to fight more and less?

But it's not right, if it's based on more fights, how come this group of lackluster followers didn't die?

Could it be that he met some kind of master?
The white-armoured woman, who was full of curiosity in her heart, just swaggered and followed the crowd to the courtyard.

The servants couldn't tell who this woman was, and thought she was one of the helpers the Qin family had found, so they didn't stop her.

With the door closed heavily, the Qin family once again returned to silence.

Only pedestrians passing by couldn't help talking in low voices.

After all, the person who was seriously injured this time was Qin Shou. This old man who has fought against all invincible opponents in Tianlong City and suppressed him for more than two hundred years with his own strength, how could he lose?
When did Tianlong City come to such a master!

In the compound of the Qin Mansion, the children of the Qin family rushed over after hearing the news, but were directly blocked by Qin Wuwei.

Even Qin Shou's eldest son and second son are like this.

Only two people were specially summoned to go in.

This caused other children of the Qin family, especially the eldest and second sons, to look gloomy and uncertain.

After all, the difference in treatment is too obvious. Even if Qin Shou loved the fourth child very much before, it didn't hurt so much. What kind of ecstasy soup did the fourth child feed his father?

The psychological changes of the two sons of the Qin family were unknown to everyone in the house.

At this time, Zhang Xiaolan and Qin Yu had been brought into the room to meet Qin Shou who had just woken up from a coma.

Qin Shou, who was lying on the bed, was covered with bloody bandages, and his face was paler than ever.

On the exposed chest, there was even a conspicuous bloody palm print.

As for the fourth son, Qin Yu, who was standing by the bed, he didn't look very good at this moment.

Although he was not seriously injured, Qin Yu was still wrapped like a rice dumpling after being hit by so many sawdust like darts.

The two seriously wounded men looked at each other for a moment, and Qin Shoumeng sighed, looking at the ceiling and sighing.

"This time it was the Qin family who fell, and the other party actually invited a monk from the Nascent Soul Stage. This old man is not his opponent."

"Father, how are you hurt?"

"It's not fatal, but it won't get better in a short time. After all, although warriors are strong, they are not good at healing, which is completely different from cultivators."

Feeling his poor physical condition, Qin Shou couldn't help but let out another sigh.

"Although the old man was hurt a little by me, with the recovery power of a cultivator, he may be able to recover tonight. Tonight, the Qin family will suffer a catastrophe."

"father……"

"Xiaosi, let's take Xiaolan away. Before he recovers his vitality, remember that as long as you don't die, the Qin family will not be considered dead."

"I……"

"Also, as for you, I don't count on it. When Xiaolan succeeds in cultivation, you must avenge the Qin family and destroy the whole family of the Demon Shadow Sect! Cough cough cough cough!"

Standing by the bed, Qin Yu looked at the cheap daddy on the bed who was beaten to a severe disability and still thought about killing him, his face collapsed on the spot.

"Dad, have you ever thought about it, maybe we can run together."

"Run? Just kidding! I, Qin Shou, will live up to others all my life! And the Qin family's family property is all in this Tianlong City! If I run away, won't I be ridiculed by the world?"

"Uh, Dad, is there a possibility that not everyone in the world knows you?"

"... Believe it or not, even if I am disabled, I can still slap you to death!"

The vicious Qin Yu glared at him, looking at him with worried eyes, Qin Shou's eyes softened, and he sighed again.

"I can't escape. If everyone runs away together, the target is too big, and they will definitely be caught up by the other party. Someone has to distract them. Let's go, the farther you go, the better."

Qin Shou's words made Qin Yu's expression change. Just when he was about to say something, there was a sudden mess of voices outside the door.

"Who are you! An Dare trespasses on the Qin residence!"

"Stop comers!"

"Don't move!"

There was a tinkling sound, and there were several screams at the same time.

Hearing the movement, Qin Shou's face changed drastically. He thought it was someone from the Shadow Demon Sect who had come to kill him. He struggled and was about to sit up, but Qin Yu hurriedly supported him.

Zhang Xiaolan on the side was more straightforward. This woman who looked very timid and cowardly, who was afraid to kill a chicken half a month ago, now pulled out the sword hanging next to her and stood in front of the hospital bed aggressively.

Under the watchful eyes of the three people in the room, the door was knocked open with a bang.

The two Qin Wuwei brandished their swords desperately to block them, but it was a pity that they were no match for the comer.

Accompanied by two muffled sounds, the woman in white armor swung her sword away and knocked the two of them to the ground.

Then he carried the sword with sheath on his shoulder, and flicked his ponytail chicly.

"Two, stay safe."