The leader doesn't want to marry

After Wen Shuyang said this, Ma Zhonghui and Shen Quanfeng both looked like they hated iron but Qin Qingru happened to pick up the wine glass and take a sip of the wine in it, blocking the thoughtful look on Jun's face.

"Besides, I have to go down the mountain to attend Wen Xiaolan's big wedding." Wen Shuyang said suddenly.

"Are you still going down the mountain?" Ma Zhonghui yelled out in surprise.

Wen Shuyang didn't want to either, he still didn't have martial arts with this broken shell that everyone was shouting at.But...that was his only sister.Wen Shuyang even promised her before that he would never let his younger sister listen to her parents like other ladies from aristocratic families and marry someone she didn't like.Now, he hasn't seen them for several months, and suddenly Wen Xiaolan is going to marry Qin Yiting, Wen Shuyang doesn't even know if his family forced his sister to marry in order to remarry with Qin Yuan Villa.

Although Qin Yiting is very good, but he is not sure whether his sister likes it, so he must go and ask Xiaolan face to face if she is willing to marry herself.

Seeing the expressions of Ma Zhonghui and the others, Wen Shuyang also knew that they must think they were stupid.But the reason couldn't be told to them, Wen Shuyang could only grit his teeth and wanted to go down the mountain.

Qin Qingru, who has always been outspoken and always refuted the face of their leader, was uncharacteristic this time, and actually said that he was willing to accompany him down the mountain in person.Ma Zhonghui was so angry that he blew his beard and stared at the side, thinking that Qin Qingru, a little boy, how could he go down the mountain and come back to be crazy and stupid like their leader.

Because Ma Zhonghui and Qin Qingru are the two guardians of Jiuyin Sect, one of them will always stay on the mountain if there is no big deal, and Shen Quanfeng seems to have never gone down since he came to the top of Jiuyin Mountain seven years ago.So this time, apart from Qin Qingru, Wen Shuyang went down the mountain to protect him with two other martial arts elders in the sect.One of them is called Ruan Ye and the other is called Wang Shaolong. They can be regarded as relatively neutral and upright elders in the church.

This matter was quickly finalized because Wen Shuyang pursed his lips stubbornly and kept silent.They said they were leaving tomorrow, so everyone hurriedly finished dinner and went back to prepare things.

Walking out of Pei Jingrong's courtyard, Shen Quanfeng took two quick steps and caught up with Qin Qingru. While there was no one else around, he patted Qin Qingru's shoulder lightly, and said in a low voice, "Don't be too sad about Mr. Yu Wen Shuyang."

Qin Qingru's complexion changed several times in the darkness, and his black eyes were unusually deep.Then he smiled, looked at Shen Quanfeng and said, "Crazy, what do you mean? I don't know Wen Shuyang either..."

Qin Qingru's sincerity and sincerity can fool others, but not Shen Quanfeng who is thoughtful.So before he finished speaking, Shen Quanfeng interrupted his sophistry, and said softly: "I know whether I know you or not, and you know what you think about him. I just care about you as a friend. You don't need to think too much about it." .”

After Shen Quanfeng finished speaking, he strode forward, leaving Qin Qingru standing alone in the snow, his body a little stiff.

Xiaoyu does things neatly.The next morning, as soon as Wen Shuyang left the house, he saw several large bags full of things being loaded onto the carriage.

"What are these?" Wen Shuyang frowned and asked.

"Master Hui, these are the things you need to bring on this trip." Xiaoyu replied respectfully from the side.

"What about those?" Wen Shuyang pointed to the long painting scroll wrapped in the fine cloth.

"That's Yuzhu drawn by your favorite Jianghu old boy." Xiaoyu answered naturally.

"I'm going out, what painting do I bring?" Wen Shuyang stared at Xiaoyu with wide eyes.

"But, every time you used to..."

Wen Shuyang didn't wait for him to finish, he waved his hands with a headache, and said in a very helpless tone: "Xiaoyu, don't bring these messy and useless things, just bring some things we need. "

Wen Shuyang looked at Xiaoyu and ordered people to move those things out again in fear. He actually saw a washbasin made of cyan jade in it. Knowing how hateful Pei Jingrong was before, this gave him the urge to harm his current body again.

Wen Shuyang and the others are going to leave today, but before they leave, he will go to Pei Jingrong's Longyang Palace to explain and clean up the mess for that damned big devil.

Wen Shuyang thought that the Longyang Palace of the big devil Pei Jingrong would be so magnificent, even if it couldn't be like the emperor's harem, it should be similar.

Who would have thought that the Longyang Palace, where Pei Jingrong imprisoned a group of heroes, turned out to be a heavily guarded prison with a cold atmosphere.

Wen Shuyang obviously underestimated Pei Jingrong's viciousness.Pei Jingrong's mother is a beast. She doesn't treat these people captured from the rivers and lakes as human beings at all. She locks them in this prison without seeing the sun all day long, drags them out to vent their desires when they are in use, and stays here when they are not in use. It is better to live.

Wen Shuyang passed by the iron railings one by one, looking at the fearful eyes full of hatred, the hatred in his heart could not be described in words.

He asked Qin Qingru to arrange to send them all away, and try to give them some compensation so that they can live better in the future.

Wen Shuyang didn't apologize to them because it wasn't his fault.If one day, these people really came to him for revenge, and he would admit it, he would have died on Ten Thousand Corpse Island long ago.

Wen Shuyang was extremely depressed, he had never hated someone so much.Looking at these people who were harmed by Pei Jingrong, the hatred in his heart even surpassed the hatred that Pei Jingrong stole his fiancée back then.Compared with this inhumane animal behavior, Wen Shuyang's personal grievances are really nothing, and he feels even more heartbroken for these heroes.

"Master, there is another person inside."

Wen Shuyang was in a particularly bad mood. He lowered his head and thought that he had reached the end and was about to walk back, but suddenly heard Qin Qingru who had been behind him say.

"Is there someone else?" Wen Shuyang couldn't bear to look at it, so he said wearily: "Let's arrange it together, I won't go in."

"This person..." Qin Qingru stared at him closely, and said slowly, "It's the Ghost Hand Saber... Yang Qiuyu."

"Who are you talking about?"

Wen Shuyang raised his drooping head abruptly, and looked at Qin Qingru in shock.

"It's Yang Qiuyu, the ghost knife." Qin Qingru's handsome face was expressionless, and he said softly: "Two years ago, Yang Qiuyu was going to go outside the customs, and you sent me to teach eight masters to surround him and catch him to the top of the mountain."

In just an instant, Wen Shuyang's face turned pale...

Yang Qiuyu, the No. 12 martial arts master in the Jianghu, nicknamed Ghost Hand Sword, has a black iron dragon sword that makes him perfect... Moreover, he is Wen Shuyang's good brother!

Wen Shuyang's eyes were almost bloodshot, he stared at Qin Qingru, his voice seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth, and he said, "Take me there!"