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As soon as the name of the Xieshan faction came out, the pickpocket was really taken aback, and turned around and ran away without saying a word.

The woman from Xieshan leaped lightly, soared into the air like a light bird, flipped back in mid-air, and landed in front of the pickpocket again, pointing the sword at the pickpocket's throat, said calmly: "Return the purse, surrender to the government, I will forgive you once."

The pickpocket got annoyed for a moment, took out the dagger and swung the sword away, then rushed up and grabbed the woman's abdomen.

The heroine was still nimble, with a movement of her wrist, the scabbard hit the pickpocket's wrist with ingenuity, seemingly light, but she let the dagger fall out of her hand, and then hit his elbow again, the pickpocket's arm instantly lost Intuition, the unsheathed sword was like a spirit snake, and it was picked around the pickpocket's arm, and suddenly a money bag was thrown from his sleeve, and fell firmly into the woman's hand.

The last few blows hit the pickpocket's shoulders, abdomen, and knees very quickly. The pickpocket had no strength to fight back. He only felt pain in his limbs and knelt down straight.

The pickpocket was escorted to the government, and everyone applauded for the heroine's agile skills.

Qu Yan also wanted to applaud, but was stared at by Kong Yunluo, so he had to put down his hands in embarrassment.

The woman came to them and returned the wallet to Qu Wen, "See if there are any omissions."

Qu Yan took it, and cupped his fists to express his thanks, "Thank you for your help, miss."

The female hero also clasped her fists and laughed, "It's a trivial matter, nothing to worry about."

Qu Fan thought this was a good opportunity, he could return Mo Huaijie's ashes to the Xieshan faction.

The heroine said: "If there is nothing else to do, let's just leave here."

Qu Yan: "Wait!"

The heroine looks at him.

But Qu Yan got stuck, he hadn't organized his words yet, so he told his fellow disciple that he was dead without saying a few words, it was really rude and rude.

"I'll treat you to tea, just as a thank you gift." Qu Wen said, this was the first time he invited the opposite sex, he was a little nervous, and the tips of his ears turned red again.

The female hero naturally saw his embarrassment, she was used to getting along with her brothers on the mountain carelessly, and rarely dealt with such a delicate and delicate man in front of her, she felt a sense of novelty, and looked at Qu Fan with interest, Said: "Okay."

Kong Yunluo calmed down, and he expressed his displeasure with his eyes.

Qu Yan whispered to him: "Why don't you go back first? I'm afraid I will be recognized."

Kong Yunluo only felt that he seemed to send him away, and his expression was even worse, as he followed him every step of the way.

Qu knew helplessly, and the three of them walked into a nearby teahouse together.

After sitting down, Qu An learned that the heroine's name was Tan Ling, and she was a disciple of the third elder of the Xieshan School, while Qu An said that he was visiting relatives in a distant place, passing by here to rest for a few days.

He specifically stated that he was from Xiping Town.

This really caught Tan Ling's attention, "Xiping Town? I heard that there is turmoil there, and everyone has murderous intentions. You..." Like a little white rabbit, you can't be eaten there?

Qu Yan said with a smile: "I have a highly skilled guard by my side, and he has been protecting me."

Tan Ling looked at the silent man standing behind Qu Wen, his aura was restrained so well that people would ignore him if he didn't notice it, his strength was unpredictable, Tan Ling guessed that he must be above himself.

When the tea was served, Qu Yan took the initiative to pick up the teapot, first ironed the teacup, and then slowly poured the tea into it. His slender fingers were placed together with the porcelain-white teapot, which was particularly pleasing to the eye.

Tan Ling stared at Qu Wen's movements generously for a while, then suddenly felt a chill, she raised her head, the man behind Qu Wen looked at her briefly, and then lowered her eyelashes.

It's a protector.

Qu Yan put the teacup on the table in front of Tan Ling, and said, "Actually, when I was in Xiping Town, I also met a person from the Xieshan sect."

All of a sudden, Tan Ling put away his other messy thoughts, and looked at Qu Wen in surprise, "Who is it? Is your surname Mo?"

"It's Mo."

Tan Ling's tone trembled slightly, "Where is he now? What else did he say to you?"

Qu knew in his heart, could it be that she is the junior sister Mo Huaijie was talking about?It can't be such a coincidence...

"He once mentioned a junior sister who came to Xiping Town because she wanted to show off her prestige in front of her." Qu Yan tentatively said.

Tan Ling clenched his fists, showing a sullen expression, "He still has Junior Sister Xia Ying in his heart, why didn't he come back soon? He didn't even send back a letter!"

"I think he has that junior sister in his heart." Qu Wen whispered, "If possible, he definitely wants to return to her immediately."

"What delayed Senior Brother Mo?" Tan Ling asked, "This month is Junior Sister's birthday, and he still hasn't come back?"

"He..." Qu Yan couldn't tell the truth.

"He's dead." Kong Yunluo said.

"What..." Tan Ling's eyes widened, "What?"

Qu Yan lowered his head and said with difficulty: "Yes, Mo Huaijie was a month ago..."

"Impossible!" Tan Ling got up abruptly, and said in a broken voice, "Senior brother can't possibly be dead!"

Qu Yan couldn't bear to look at her face, and said in a low voice, "My condolences."

"What evidence do you have?" Tan Ling's face was pale and his lips trembled.

"Miss Tan, come with me, Mo Huaijie gave me something." Qu Wen said.

When they returned to the inn, Qu Yan brought out the sword tassel and a small palm-sized altar to her. The azure sword tassel had been washed by Qu An, but the blood stains remained on it, and the altar contained Mo Huajie's ashes.

"Impossible..." Tan Ling was hit hard and muttered, "Impossible..."

Qu Yan felt heartbroken, guilt surged, "I'm really sorry, I couldn't save him..."

Tan Ling suddenly grabbed Qu Wen's arm, "Come back with me, and tell me everything you know!"

Kong Yunluo held Qu Wen's other hand, frowning.

"Let go!" Tan Ling said.

"It's you who should let go." Kong Yun said coldly.

"It's okay." Qu Yan said to Kong Yunluo, "Let me go, I'll be fine."

Kong Yunluo pursed his thin lips tightly, stared at Qu Wen for a moment, then suddenly exerted strength with his hand, pulling Qu Wen into his arms, "I'm with you."

The Xieshan School is ten miles away from Zhongrui City, but in front of martial arts masters, this distance is not enough.It only took them a quarter of an hour to arrive at the entrance of the Xieshan School from the inn. Before Qu Yan could take a closer look, Tan Ling led them back to the back door without stopping to enter, and went straight to Qingjue Peak where the sect leader was.

As soon as they entered, there were two disciples who were dressed similarly to Tan Ling, but the color was light purple, and they clasped their fists together and said, "Senior Sister Tan."

"Is the head in charge? I need to find him." Tan Ling said.

"The leader went to Tengshan to discuss matters early this morning, and he will come back tomorrow."

"This matter is urgent, I'll let you know by flying pigeons!"

"I can hear your voice from inside." A man walked out from the arch leading to the inner hall. He was also dressed in Tsing Yi, with a pretty bun and pearl flowers on his head. He had a clear and lively face, moist eyes and a smile. Are you taking the sword for the uncle? Why did you come this way?"

Qu Yan noticed that there was a concubine-colored sword tassel on the hilt of her waist.

"Junior Sister, why are you here?" Tan Ling was startled.

"My father ordered someone to tidy up his house, so I came to watch for him." He Xiaying smiled. She noticed the two unfamiliar faces behind Tan Ling and asked, "Who are these two?"

"I just met them..." Tan Ling stood in front of Qu Wen, as if he could block the bad news

But He Xiaying had already seen the tassel of sword clutched in Qu Wan's hand, and she stepped forward, "Master, what you are holding in your hand is..."

Qu Yan looked up at Kong Yunluo, at a loss.

Kong Yunluo put his hand on his shoulder, exerting a little force, Qu Wen seemed to be infused with the power of peace of mind, he looked directly at He Xiaying, walked out, slowly stretched out his hand, and revealed the things in his hand.

He Xiaying's figure trembled, the smile on her face was frozen, she walked to Qu Wen in a few steps, and picked up the sword tassel.

"This... this..." she said, "This is the sword tassel I gave to senior brother, why is it in your hand?"

The knot on the spike of the sword was stained with blood, she thought of something, her face turned pale, "Senior brother... what's wrong?"

Qu Fan took a deep breath before speaking: "Mo Huaijie...has been poisoned and manipulated by others. In order to get rid of the control and pain, he...asked me to kill him."

He Xiaying raised her head suddenly, looked at Qu Fan in disbelief, big tears condensed and fell down, "What did you say? You killed him? You killed him?!"

Kong Yunluo saw that she was out of control and stepped forward to strangle Qu Wen, and immediately stepped back holding Qu Wen's shoulder, and said indifferently: "It's not him, it's me."

"I'm sorry." Qu Wen's nose was sore, "I couldn't save him, I..."

Kong Yunluo pinched the back of Qu Wen's neck with his hands, and gently massaged the tendons of his neck, as if trying to comfort a panicked cat.

"This is the ashes." Kong Yunluo handed out the small altar, inhumanly indifferent.

He Xiaying took it with trembling hands, opened it, knelt on the ground and cried loudly.

"Junior Sister, I'll take you to the mountains..." As soon as Lan Ning, the second disciple in charge, came in, he heard his junior sister crying, and his face changed drastically, "What happened?"

Tan Ling's eyes were red, and she knelt down and hugged He Xiaying's shoulder, "Junior Sister, I want to see the dead body, how can I prove that this is my senior brother just based on this person's one-sided words?"

Kong Yunluo said lightly: "Let's go."

Qu Yan sighed, turned around and was about to leave.

Lan Ning stopped in front of the two of them with an angry expression on his face, "Who are you? What is your relationship with senior brother? Make sure you speak clearly before leaving!"

"We're here to return Mo Huaijie's belongings." Kong Yunluo said, "The matter has been accomplished, believe it or not."

His attitude intensified Lan Ning's anger, "If you don't explain the matter clearly, you can't leave!"

Kong Yunluo hugged Qu Wen's waist, channeled his internal energy, and passed Lan Ning like a gust of wind.

Lan Ning's eyes widened, and he immediately drew his sword and turned around, "Stop!"

He shot out like an arrow, pulling out a sword like a huge wave and attacking Kong Yunluo. Kong Yunluo tightened his arms and resisted the wind with one hand.Qu Yan felt a gust of wind suddenly blowing up, he couldn't open his eyes, and he was carried by Kong Yunluo like a burden, unable to touch the ground.

In a few breaths, the two of them went through more than ten moves, and with the sound of "ding", everything was calm.

Qu Yan opened his eyes, Kong Yunluo raised one hand, and the two fingers in the middle of the food held the tip of the sword, which was as solid as cast iron.

Lan Ning wanted to pull back, but he couldn't move the slightest bit. He frowned, "Who are you?"

Kong Yun fell silent, and when his fingers tightened, Lan Ning's whole hand went numb as if he had been electrocuted, and the sword came out uncontrollably, and was thrown aside at will.

Then Kong Yunluo hugged Qu Wen horizontally, and several ups and downs disappeared from their sight.

Lan Ning's fist was trembling slightly, and he stared at the direction they were leaving.

Tan Ling asked, "Don't you need to chase after me?"

"I can't catch up." Lan Ning said in a deep voice, "That man's martial arts are far superior to mine. If I get serious, I won't be able to catch his three moves."

Tan Ling was surprised, "So..."

Lan Ning turned around to appease He Xiaying who was about to cry, "Why are you crying? Tan Ling is right, but it's just one-sided words."

He Xiaying choked with sobs: "I dreamed about him...a month ago, he told me to take care of myself...I want him back, I want him back!"

Kong Yunluo was like a human-shaped rocket, and Qu Yan even felt that they jumped directly from the mountain. The wind hurt his face so much that he had to hide in Kong Yunluo's chest to resist it.

After landing, already at the foot of the mountain, Qu Yan pressed his chest, panting slowly and heavily.

"Uncomfortable?" Kong Yunluo frowned and asked.

Qu Yan shook his head, "Just take it easy."

Kong Yunluo let him rely on himself.

"Blame me for being too impulsive. At first, everything was fine, but now..." Qu Wen closed his eyes and let out a sigh of relief, "They must be targeting us."

"Leave tomorrow, don't care what they do."

"But I always feel that it won't be so smooth... Bah, bah, bah! It will definitely go well. Let's go back... Hey! No more hugs, Mr. Kong!"