The glamorous attack was forced to be indifferent

If you don't want to hug it, you have to carry it on your back.

It's just that when Shu Qingyan's satin-like long ink-colored hair fell down one by one and hung around Xie Yichao's neck, the silky and cool touch made her mind stunned for a moment.

Inexplicably, Xie Yichao recalled the first night when Shu Qingyan was bought by a perverted benefactor in the article.

[Hands as thin as bamboo are bound on the head of the bed, waterfall-like green silk spreads in the red mattress, a person like falling snow reveals a delicate crimson skin, but when the benefactor arrives, the flowery painting of spring flowers splits into several pieces .

His hair was wet with sweat, and his hair was dripping with blood.

As if the jade body created by the gods was covered with swollen blood stasis, the brain that had been controlled by drugs in advance recalled a trace of pleasure from the pain. 】

Maybe the text description is not deep enough, but after time travel and meeting a real person, Shu Qingyan's fragile and broken picture suddenly becomes clear.

Xie Yichao was suddenly a little angry, and he didn't know why, but a murderous intention emerged in his heart.

I don't know where to go but found the target soon.

Suddenly remembering the plot that was about to be lost, it must be the fault of seeing the Yan family bumping into him several times.

His strangeness was not noticed by anyone, Xie Yichao slowly walked into the crowd with the light and boneless man on his back, as time passed, the figures of the two gradually disappeared.

Go back to the bamboo hut.

Xie Yichao felt the steady breathing from the back of his neck, subconsciously slowed down his movements, and gently moved the person onto the bed.

He was a little helpless, actually fell asleep, it seems that today's wandering really took a lot of energy from the other party.

Xie Yichao took off Shu Qingyan's shoes and socks, and even his feet were lovely. His well-trimmed nails were slightly pink, and the softness of the touch made his hand, which wanted to check the injury, pause.

These delicate skin and weak bones were all raised by Tianxiang Pavilion with various medicines, and I really don't know how much I have suffered.

Xie also squinted his eyes.

Sure enough, blisters appeared on the soles of the feet, and a large blister also appeared on the toes near the edge of the shoe.

While the man was asleep, Xie Yichao dealt with him, then covered him with a bedding and left.

It was still early outside, and it was still long before evening.

Xie Yi looked back at the closed door and set up a barrier so that outsiders could not easily enter.

Then go to the city again, and don't go to the farmland to steal the teacher.

The Yan family is well-known in Zangzhou City. The news that the eldest son of the Yan family was injured in Beijie spread throughout the city in a short time, and the common people applauded secretly.

He talked about Mr. Yan making a fool of himself instead of molesting a beauty, and joked it to his friends as a joke.

The young master of the Yan family, who already knew that he was a talking point, didn't stop, he fell on his face not his limbs, and he was not allowed to go out, but it was still okay to torment the people in the house, and because of his injury, the adults in the family condoned him very much.

When Xie Yichao came to Yan Mansion slowly.

Young Master Yan was venting his anger and depression that he had nowhere to vent, the screams in the room never stopped, and the servants outside the room all listened quietly with pale faces.

Xie Yichao circled around and stood by the half-open window. Outside the window was a lake. He stood on the lake, and no one noticed his existence.

The smell of blood spilled from the window.

The thin man who was whipped was dying, his body was covered with cuts and bruises, the more the thin man screamed in pain, even Young Master Yan could see the excitement in the dilated pupils even though his face was wrapped into rice dumplings.

The thin man's clothes were torn, and blood pooled on the ground.

Young Master Yan threw away the long whip full of barbs in his hand and picked up the mace on the table. He looked at the thin man on the ground who exhaled more and inhaled less, his eyes shone with a frightening light.

The mace was huge, and it was a bit difficult for him, a big man weighing more than two hundred catties, to hold it with both hands, but he lifted it up, and the sharp iron spikes passed the desperate reflection of the thin man in the air.

A gust of wind blew by, blowing the half-opened window lattices shut.

Young Master Yan, who was about to fall down, was startled, seeing that the window lattice was closed, he didn't care anymore, but when he turned his head to look at the thin man, a blue, white and bloody face came into his eyes.

"Ah—" His cry was stuck in his throat.

A cold air enveloped him.

The mace fell to the ground and collided with a dull sound.

Xie Yichao reached out and closed the thin man's pale eyes.

Young master Yan, who was trapped in the illusion of ghosts and monsters, twitched all over his body, struggling to escape from the ghost he killed.

Xie Yichao walked in front of the opponent, and the mace thrown aside was suspended in the air.

Spinning and flying between Mr. Yan's legs, he suddenly turned into a phantom and fell down.

Then the limbs, and finally the mouth.

Five broken-tone screams resounded through the courtyard, and no one noticed the usual screams, and no one came to check the situation in the house until the tongue was smashed and the scream was silenced.

Xie Yichao looked at the fat man on the ground with disgust, but he didn't want the other person's life. Sometimes life...was better than death.

Since his liking is so special, he doesn't mind letting people know it, after all, he likes it so much——

The feeling of sinking into pain, waiting for death in despair.

……

After settling the matter of the Yan Mansion, Xie Yichao went to Tianxiang Pavilion by the way, but in the end, the person he was looking for was not there.

Xie Yizhao thought that one lesson is one lesson, and two lessons are two lessons, so it's better to solve it together, but even if he messed up Tianxiang Pavilion, Wen Luoya, the boss of Tianxiang Pavilion, still hasn't appeared.

The real culprit could not be found for the time being, but he squinted slightly when he saw the servants of Tianxiang Pavilion trembling and hiding in the corner.

Before he could come up with a proper punishment, Xie Yichao suddenly sensed that the maze he set up was broken.

The sleeves fluttered, and the silent thread involved everyone in Tianxiang Pavilion.

Except for the really innocent people, all the servants in the Tianxiang Pavilion are cursed, and they will bear the corresponding price according to the sins they have committed.

Xie Yichao didn't bother to waste time with them, and quickly walked towards the bamboo hut.

The beautiful scenery along the road could no longer stop Xie Yichao, his speed left shadows in the air, and the fluttering clothes formed sharp arcs in the wind.

In an instant.

A scene of a bamboo house appeared before Xie Yichao's eyes, and three strangers appeared in the courtyard he carefully maintained.

His gaze happened to meet Shu Qingyan who had fallen to the ground, and he saw bloodstains on the rough ground with his tender palms, and the clothes on his body were scattered in a mess due to pulling.

The slightly leaking spring light dazzled people's eyes, and all three of them stretched out their hands to the indistinguishable beauty.

When touched, three red silk threads from different angles pierced their wrists, blood spattered, and the slow pain finally hit the nerves.

Xie Yichao came to Shu Qingyan's side, he bent down slightly, and picked up the person who was being bullied again.

The dirty blood from others was isolated around them, as if an extra layer of transparent light shielded the two of them.

It seemed that even the smell hidden in the blood was blocked, and the lips of the three strangers who wanted to belittle Shu Qingyan were now black and blue, but it was a pity that Xie Yichao never divided his eyes on them.

A strange flame appeared in the air, once it was contaminated, it would instantly annihilate into ashes.

And the chance that he might notice something was completely wiped out by Xie Yichao.

Shu Qingyan's eyes flickered, and she quietly leaned against the person's arms.

Xie Yichao found that Shu Qingyan hadn't asked him to let go up to this moment, the other party must have done something bad behind his back, otherwise how could he stay in his arms so obediently.

On the way to send people back to the house, he said inexplicably: "You are really a disaster, you can cause trouble if you hide."

Hearing this, Shu Qingyan couldn't help clenching her hands, obviously those few people saw that there was a clumsy labyrinth here, and thought that the people inside were easy to manipulate and wanted to murder for money, so he was not a disaster.

Xie Yichao looked at the silent man who refused to talk to him, laughed lowly, but continued to tease: "I am a fool, I have to think about how to make people stop coveting my concubine."

Unbearable, Shu Qingyan turned his elbow back, and slammed hard at the person who was molesting him because he couldn't explain it.

Xie Yichao snorted, quite seriously: "I'm the one who got you involved."

I already figured it out that it was the inferior formation I set up, which attracted bad intentions from the passers-by.

He put the person in a soft chair covered with thick fur, and immediately clasped the other person's wrist, thinking that it would be bad for such a beautiful hand to leave scars.

The spiritual power was running, and the water waves containing the power of nature cleaned up the dirt and blood in Shu Qingyan's palm.

Xie Yichao glanced at the expressionless person, he probably didn't hurt him, then took out a pill that was round and jade-like, exuding a burst of fragrance, crushed it and sprinkled it on the broken palm.

In the blink of an eye, Shu Qingyan's hand returned to its original state.

Shu Qingyan slightly gathered her five fingers, her light-colored thin lips were drawn into a line, and she recognized the elixir that Xie Yichao gave him—the Condensed Yuan Bone Pill.

This pill can turn life and death back when a person is seriously injured and only bones are left.

It's just a bruise, and with such a treasure, if outsiders know about it, they will be so angry that they will scold Xie Yichao for being a prodigal.

In fact, Xie Yichao was wronged, the pills that he could keep on his body were basically treasures, how could those ordinary pills catch his eyes.

It's a pity that others don't understand, and misunderstandings arise.