Alien Arms Dealer

Not to mention Song Qiwen, even Xiao Cheng couldn't imagine that Song Qiheng, who has always had a good card, would do such a thing!

In the final analysis, is there still a word of love?

"I really can't figure it out, Qiheng... Why did Qiheng do this?!" Song Qiwen said in pain, holding his head, "I have promised to help him come here to propose marriage, why does he still want to arrest Doctor Wen?"

"What?" Xiao Cheng was not taken aback when he heard this, "Sovereign Song, what do you mean... you came to propose a marriage a few days ago... not for yourself, but for the second son?"

Song Qiwen nodded, "Yes! I tried to tell him about several marriages before, but unfortunately he didn't like it. He told me himself that he doesn't like anyone except Dr. Wen! Instead of letting him marry someone who is not The person you like spends the rest of your life, why not..."

"It's better to fulfill them!" Xiao Cheng interjected what he hadn't finished, "So, Song Zongzhu, in fact, in your heart, you also like the second young master, silently liking him, right?"

Song Qiwen smiled wryly, "I have nothing to hide now, yes, I do have a crush on him, he is the first person in my life, but I can't give him happiness just because of this, So I can only keep this feeling in my heart..."

"Sovereign Song, have you ever thought that if you decide for them like this, the second son and the little mosquito will accept it?" The authorities are confused, but the bystanders are clear. Xiao Cheng can see that Wen Xiuyuan has more feelings for Song Qiwen. When getting along with Song Qiwen, Wen Xiuyuan would blush and shy. In contrast, when he got along with Song Qiheng, it seemed much more natural.

"I didn't force him, I just hoped that he would think about it more. In fact, in my heart, I also hoped that he would refuse this marriage!" Song Qiwen showed a painful and complicated wry smile on his face, "People's hearts are selfish, and so am I. people!"

"In this way, it's really not normal for the second son to kidnap the little mosquito..." Xiao Cheng held his chin and wondered for a long time, but he couldn't figure out why.Since Song Qiwen had already helped Song Qiheng come to propose marriage, then it was only a matter of time before they got married, so why did they arrest him?

"Boss!" Xiao Shi, who was in charge of going out to find someone, came in with a group of brothers, "We have a clue!"

When Xiao Cheng and Song Qiwen heard this, they stood up excitedly, "Where is it?"

"According to our inquiries, there is a small town in the south of the famous capital city. There is an old man who has two houses in his house. One of them is reserved for his son who has been serving in the army all year round. But his son has never come back. A few days ago, someone Someone rented his house and gave him a lot of money, it was just an ordinary house, but the money that man gave the old man was gold coins!"

Song Qiwen hurriedly said, "Where is that place? Take us there!"

In this place, one gold coin can live in a good inn for a year. Whoever lives in a good inn spends so much money to rent a bad house, so everyone Talent felt strange, and immediately came back to report.

The two followed Xiao Shi and the others towards the south of the city.

After entering the small town in the south of the city, there are fewer and fewer pedestrians on the road. It is said that the total number of people in this town is less than 100.

Xiao Shi led them to the house they had inquired about before, and knocked on the wooden door, but there was no response from inside.

Xiao Shi explained: "I heard that this old man is getting old and his ears are not working well..."

Xiao Shi knocked a few more times, but there was still no response.

"Something's wrong!" Song Qiwen frowned, "It... smells of blood inside!"

"The smell of blood?"

Before Song Qiwen could explain, he kicked open the wooden door.

Several people were shocked when they saw the old man lying in the yard!

Xiao Cheng hurriedly ran to the old man, squatted down, and turned the old man's body lying on the ground around.

This was an elderly man with all white hair and wrinkles on his face like dead bark. From his forehead to his lower abdomen, there was a deep sword mark, and blood flowed all over the place.

—Sword kills!

This is not something ordinary people can do!Only those who are good at swordsmanship can do it!

Xiao Cheng looked at the scar with deep eyes.

This sword mark was caused by floating life!

Fusheng is Song Qiheng's sword!The body of the sword is ugly, and the blade looks blunt, but it is actually sharper than most people would expect. With one strike, it is full of strength, and the bones can be seen deep. This is Fusheng's advantage.

Looking at the corpse, Xiao Cheng felt chills in his body!

It's not that he has never seen a dead person, but he couldn't imagine that Song Qiheng would use his floating life to kill an unarmed ordinary person!When did the always kind person become so insane?

"This... Qi Heng did it?" Song Qiwen looked at this scene with disbelief on his face, "He...how could he...this beast!"

"Song Zongzhu, please calm down! Before the matter is clarified, it is better not to make a conclusion so early!"

"Heh! This is the scar caused by my Song family's move - the Luoxia swordsmanship. I will not admit it!" Song Qiwen sneered, with a terrifying aura emanating from his body. Maybe even he didn't think that Song Qiheng would actually kill him. Die an unarmed old man!

Then he kicked open the door, broke in, and shouted: "Song Qiheng! You bastard, come out!"

Xiao Cheng followed in.

The houses of ordinary people are bare, except for a table and a chair, there are some usual things. The small room is empty, and there is no one at all.

Xiao Cheng asked suspiciously: "No one? Presumably the Second Young Master got the news and ran away?"

If he didn't know the limelight, how could he kill the owner of this house?

Song Qiwen was full of anger, and Xiao Chengbang could imagine that if Song Qiheng was here, would he kill him directly! "Sovereign Song, it seems that we are one step too late, why don't we go back first..." Before Xiao Cheng finished his persuasion, Song Qiwen roared angrily, and the powerful aura shook the whole room down. Cheng flashed so fast, he must have been crushed into the ruins!

-!D!At least remind him before doing it!What can I do if I hurt someone!

Song Qiwen looked at the ruins, closed his eyes, and said wearily: "Let's go!

Xiao Cheng nodded in fear. If he doesn't leave, who knows what this Sect Master Song will do when he goes crazy!

When the two walked to the door, Xiao Cheng suddenly heard a strange sound behind him.

Xiao Cheng stopped.

Song Qiwen asked: "Pavilion Master Xiao, what's the matter?"

Xiao Cheng stood where he was, and listened with pricked ears, "Songzhu, did you... hear anything?"

"Sound?" Song Qiwen's expression froze, he turned his head, as if he had suddenly discovered something, and turned back.

Song Qiwen walked to a corner on the east side of the yard, stopped, stretched out his hand, touched it in mid-air, and frowned, "There is an enchantment here!"

After hearing the sound, Xiao Cheng ran over in a hurry, but there seemed to be an extra wall in front of him, and Xiao Cheng bumped into it a few times, but he couldn't get in anyway.

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The voice became clearer, as if it was a painful groan from a human being.

"It's Doctor Wen's voice!" Song Qiwen yelled, pulled out the sword from his waist, and swung it at the barrier in front of him.

In mid-air, like water ripples slowly spread out, revealing the situation inside.

Xiao Cheng's nervous heart seemed to have fallen to the bottom after seeing the situation inside!

"Doctor Wen!" Song Qiwen yelled and ran over.

Wen Xiuyuan's hands were hung up, he was completely naked, his hair was messy, covering his face, and there were traces of love everywhere on his white skin.

Song Qiwen stood there stunned, his eyes bloodshot, then he immediately cut off the rope, took off his outer shirt, wrapped him up, and rushed out quickly.

Xiao Cheng raised his forehead, seeing Wen Xiuyuan's appearance, he could already predict what happened in the past ten days.

Not to mention Song Qiwen, even Xiao Cheng now has the urge to pull out Song Qiheng and chop him into pieces!

After the few people left, there were two people standing on the hill near the town, one of them was Song Qi who disappeared without a trace.

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Today's him is different from the past, the innocence and kindness of the past have faded from his handsome face, and there is a hint of arrogance and evil, his long hair is scattered and fluttering in the wind, and the corners of his mouth curl up in a cold arc.

"Second Young Master can't go back to the Song family now, what are your plans in the future?" The person behind him was wearing a black robe, with his entire face hidden in the hood. He was obviously a member of the Rakshasa Cult.

Song Qiheng stared into the distance without saying a word.

"Second Young Master hurt the person your elder brother loves. Presumably, he will launch a hunting order against you in the future. I'm afraid there will be no place for you in this world. Why don't you join us and deal with those pious monks together?"

"Oh——" Song Qiheng sneered, "Do you think that I'm still the trash I used to be who couldn't do anything well?" The man was startled by Song Qiheng's sneer, and then said with a smile: "Second Young Master misunderstood, We sincerely want to invite you, otherwise, we will not help!"

"The so-called help is just coming to tell my elder brother in advance!" Song Qiheng sneered disdainfully, "Just because of this, I still want to negotiate terms with me!"

"Second Young Master, you have misunderstood! We really want to help you! If you want that person, we will get it for you..." The man said self-righteously, and did not notice the eagle that flashed in Song Qiheng's eyes , with a flash of sword light, blood spattered, the man stared at his eyes, clutched his neck, and fell to the ground.

Song Qiheng stared at the people on the ground expressionlessly, and his voice did not have a trace of warmth, "It's okay to plot against me, but if you dare to lay your mind on him, damn it!"

The Fusheng sword was stained with blood, Song Qiheng raised his hand, stared at the sword in his hand, and then threw it down.

Looking indifferently at the spirit sword that had accompanied him for many years falling into the mountain stream, Song Qiheng said softly: "Farewell! Floating Life! Song Qiheng raised his head and laughed wildly, with a faint black mark appearing between his brows.