The villain's pet apprentice sister is not to be trifled with

Thousand family armory.

Qian Zhuo was already waiting in the armory. When he saw Si Qingyu walking in front, he was slightly stunned. Then when he saw the head of the Qian family, he saluted.

"Father, something happened."

The head of the Qian family mobilized a spiritual power in his palm, and wherever the spiritual power passed, the row of weapons in the armory that were still filled with spiritual power all made a buzzing sound.

The three rows of weapons with Qian Lian's name engraved on them showed no reaction.

"Ah!" The head of the Qian family sighed dejectedly.

Before, Qian Lian said that he could refine a top-grade magical weapon, but the head of the Qian family didn't believe it. It was not until Qian Lian took out the finished product that he was amazed that his son's talent was no worse than Qian Ren's.

For a time, the head of the Qian family felt that the Qian family had a promising future, and that its success as the leader of the eight great families was just around the corner.

But his hopes were dashed again. If there weren't outsiders present and so many disciples and elders of the Qian family watching him, he would have wanted to roll his eyes and faint.

Si Qingyu roughly guessed what happened, "Master of the Qian Family, where is your beloved son Qian Lian?"

The head of the Qian family looked at Qian Zhuo.

Qian Zhuo said respectfully, "Big brother is recuperating in the room."

Hearing this, Si Qingyu smiled meaningfully and looked at the head of the Qian family, "In the room? Recovering from injuries?"

The head of the Qian family coughed lightly with a guilty conscience and raised his head slightly, "Bring him here."

Not long after, Qian Lian came over sitting in a sedan chair, carried by his attendants. His face was still very pale and weak.

After Qian Lian learned that there was a problem with the weapon he refined, he immediately knelt down in front of the Qian family's patriarch and said, "Dad, I was wrong. I was just anxious before, and Qian Ren refused to help our family refine weapons anymore, so I went astray."

Si Qingyu said, "Qian Lian's demonic energy suddenly dissipated, so all the magic tools he refined with the demonic energy were useless."

The head of the Qian family looked at Qian Ren, wanting to say something but stopping himself several times. His eyes swept over Si Qingyu, Nangong Chiyang and Chi Baobao one by one.

Finally, he said with great difficulty, "As the head of the family, I have to consider the foundation of the Qian family's ancestors.

Qianren, your uncle is very pleased that you can become a disciple of Hua Wuying of Renxin Sect and now have such achievements in cultivation.

Back then, your parents sacrificed their lives to forge swords and fought against the demons until they died, all to protect the descendants of the Qian family from being slaughtered by the demons."

Si Qingyu stood side by side with Qian Ren. Because they were standing close to each other, she could feel that Qian Ren's body was trembling slightly.

What she didn't see was that Qianren's hands had been clenched into fists, his nails digging into the flesh.

The words of the Qian family patriarch were just like the opening remarks he made many times before being bled by the Qian family patriarch and a group of elders.

As expected, the head of the Qian family continued, “As everyone knows, the Qian family is famous for its weapon refining.

Qianren's father was the most talented weapon refiner of our generation, and he should have been the future heir to the family head, but unfortunately he died.

As you can see, the Qian family’s current situation is not good. The talent of the weapon refiners is mediocre and they can no longer forge high-grade magic weapons.

So, Qianren, your uncle has a request, could you help the Qian family refine some more magical weapons?

You see, you have the elixir of the Renxin Sect. Just add a little spiritual blood and you will recover quickly.

Of course, 20% of the reward will be given to you later, and you will have a separate page in the Qian family's genealogy..."

Bang! An explosive talisman flew out from Si Qingyu's hand. Because it was so sudden, the head of the Qian family was caught off guard and subconsciously used his right hand to block it.

With a loud bang, the head of the Qian family's right arm was blown open with a wound so deep that the bone could be seen, and blood was flowing out continuously.

Beside the head of the Qian family, several members of the Qian family were also injured by the energy of the explosive talisman and were knocked onto the weapons in the room, with varying degrees of cuts on their bodies.

The Qian family's patriarch's right arm kept shaking, and he stared at Si Qingyu gloomily, "Si Qingyu, what are you doing?

You said you were here to exorcise evil spirits for my family, but you wounded several people in my family. If this gets out, aren't you afraid that people all over the world will laugh at you?"

Si Qingyu pointed at the arm of the Qian family's patriarch and said, "I just put a little bit of your spiritual blood...that's all."

The head of the Qian family turned pale, "You!"

Si Qingyu smiled and patted Qianren on the shoulder. She said, "Fourth Brother, don't worry. With us here, no one will hurt you easily. Let's take back everything that belongs to you today."

Qianren nodded.

The next moment, a layer of golden fire spiritual power condensed around Qianren's body. He waved his sleeves, made a gesture of incantation, and weapons from the armory flew towards Qianren from all directions.

Nangong Chiyang and Chi Baobao each held up a huge storage bag and collected all the weapons in the armory that were refined with Qianren's blood, as well as the weapons refined by Qianren's parents.

Swords, spears, sticks, halberds, hooks, forks, tripods, lanterns... and so on!

At another glance, there was nothing else except the scrap copper and iron smelted from the waste refining process.

It turns out that the Qian family relies on Qian Ren and his family of three to support the family!

Upon seeing this, the head of the Qian family immediately changed his expression and shouted, "What are you doing!"

Si Qingyu turned the Wanxiang pen in his hand, put away his smile, and cursed back even louder, "Why do you still dare to ask?

Master of the Qian family, I gave you a chance.

Qian Lian's body was infected with demonic energy, and his heart was rotten to the core. Not only did you not punish him, but you allowed him to continue to be the eldest son of the Qian family, ordering servants around and recuperating on a high bed with soft pillows.

Since you know that my fourth senior brother's parents have made great contributions to the Qian family, why don't you treat their orphans well?

My fourth senior brother is extremely talented in refining equipment, and you still want to drain his blood and abuse him every day!

You treat Qian Lian differently like this, just because he's your son?

You give birth to a pile of shit, and you want to wrap it up like a treasure and let thousands of families smell it one by one? You old bastard!

How dare you borrow blood from my fourth senior brother? Your face! I ask you, your face! Bah! "

The head of the Qian family was already very weak due to excessive blood loss and pain. Being scolded by Si Qingyu in public, he became even more angry and kept pointing at Si Qingyu, "You, you, you..."

He stuttered and couldn't utter a complete sentence for a long time.

Si Qingyu continued, "Before, our cultivation and status were not enough, so we could only choose to give in and be forced to reconcile.

After the competition, I thought you had learned your lesson, but now it seems that the head of the Qian family is still stubborn and refuses to change. I'm afraid he will never realize it in this lifetime.

Since the Qian family has become corrupt, unable to distinguish right from wrong, good from evil, and rotten to the bone marrow and flesh, today, we brothers and sisters will help my fourth brother to eliminate this endless trouble! "

The head of the Qian family frowned even deeper, and forced himself to calm down and said, "Si Qingyu, I advise you not to push your luck. I gave Qianren everything you asked for before.

A flying boat, materials, and plenty of spirit stones, what else do you want!

Even if you have the protection of the Renxin Sect, if you go too far and destroy the foundation of our Qian Family, you will never be able to escape from the Qian Family unscathed!"

As soon as the head of the Qian family finished speaking, the Qian family surrounded Si Qingyu and summoned a lot of mechanical instruments.

At the entrance of the armory, an iron gate suddenly fell down, blocking their way.

Si Qingyu was not afraid at all. He turned the Universal Brush over, enlarged it into a baguette as tall as a person, stuck it into the ground, raised his head and laughed like a villain, "Wahahahaha!"

Nangong Chiyang took out two swords from the sword box and crossed them in front of him. Two flames, one blue and one red, appeared in his palms. The next moment, the two flames filled the entire sword.

Qianren raised his hand and summoned the Thousand Machine Umbrella.

Chi Baobao clenched his fists, and his whole body was filled with a layer of red gold.

Si Qingyu's Wanxiang Pen moved like a dragon in the air, and after a huge magic talisman took shape, the demon-subduing formation suddenly brought down the power of thunder and lightning.

The roof of the armory collapsed, and a deep pit was created where the head of the Qian family had just stood.

"Si! Qing! Yu!" The head of the Qian family squeezed out a few words from between his teeth. The next moment, the elders of the Qian family and the four people from the Renxin Sect started fighting.