Quick wear: villain male god, don't blacken

Chapter 1645 My little shark is pure, kind and beautiful (81)

After knocking Ye Musheng unconscious, Qiu Xiao picked him up directly, and told the rest of his accomplices to leave the Shen's house quickly, but just to be on the safe side, Qiu Xiao asked two of them to stay quietly in the Shen's house, waiting for an opportunity to act.

In the rock cave at the foot of the Shen family mountain, Qiu Xiao gently put Ye Musheng down, turned around and looked at the five people who followed him and said, "We are waiting for the young master here."

The five people who had followed Shen Qingci for a long time heard what Qiu Xiao said, nodded solemnly, and said in unison: "Okay, listen to you."

After finishing speaking, they each sat down cross-legged, lowered their eyes and closed their eyes, and began to adjust their breath.

"Hey..." Qiu Xiao's delicate face was cold, and she couldn't help but sigh when she thought of Shen Qingci's situation, she glanced at Ye Musheng who was sleeping from the corner of her eye, and then cast her gaze outside the cave.

He and the young master used to come to this rock cave when they were hiding from the rain, and it is very close to the Shen family. If the young master escapes smoothly, he should find it here.

Qiu Xiao prayed in his heart that even if Shen Qingci couldn't defeat Shen Yan, he would be able to escape smoothly, but the actual situation was much worse than Qiu Xiao thought.

Compared with Shen Qingci, who had just fought with Shen Dangjia and others with more than one enemy, it consumed a lot of physical energy, while Shen Yan had just broken through the barrier not long ago, and his strength was at its most abundant.

Even without mentioning the difference in strength between the two, Shen Qingci's chances of winning this battle are very low.

And Shen Qingci knew all this, so when he was fighting with Shen Yan, Shen Qingci was always looking for opportunities to poison Shen Yan.

But Shen Yan had already expected that Shen Qingci would do this, and deliberately spread a layer of airflow around him to protect himself, so that Shen Qingci was still unable to succeed, and was still at a disadvantage.

A palm hit Shen Qingci's chest and knocked it down on the eaves. As Shen Qingci vomited blood and stained the snow, the blue tiles under him fell to the ground and shattered, making a crackling sound.

Waving his spotless sleeves with a sullen face, Shen Yan jumped up and flew towards Shen Qingci, standing condescendingly in front of Shen Qingci, looking down at the embarrassing Shen Qingci among the piles of tiles, and asked: "Do you know what's wrong? "

"Wrong?" Shen Qingci laughed out loud as if hearing some joke, standing on his fair cheeks with disheveled black hair, the coquettish tear mole under his eyes filled with piercing coldness, and wiped the blood on his lips, Standing up slowly.

Did he know he was wrong?

Heh heh it's just a joke...

Snowflakes slowly floated down the hole in the eaves, and landed gently on Shen Qingci's face, raised his eyes to look at Shen Yan, and said with a smile: "Old ancestor, if someone kills your parents, can you let go of this hatred? I have done many wrong things in my life, but this is the only thing I don’t think is wrong! Is it wrong for me to avenge my parents? Where is the mistake!”

As he spoke, Shen Qingci's smile faded away, his expression became ferocious, and he yelled directly at the old ancestor!

In order to seize the head of the family, he only murdered his brother and sister-in-law, and even the children of how old were not spared in order to get rid of his worries!

What was wrong with him killing such a person? !

The elders were not less involved in it back then. Could it be that they should be let go because they were not the masterminds?

Hehehe ridiculous!

ridiculous!

It's a fucking joke!

"You..." Shen Yan on the eaves was a little moved at first, but just as he spoke, something was wrong with Shen Qingci, and a layer of black mist suddenly shrouded the surroundings, and even the ornaments in the house slowly turned black and rotted as the mist drifted by up.

(End of this chapter)