The princess has no moral principles, why did you provoke her?

Hearing that familiar voice, Yun Shuanghua's heart skipped a beat, and she thought to herself: Oh no, that damn old man is here, what could he possibly do?

She quickly got down from the ground, came to the door, and said in a gentle voice, "Master!"

The nameless ancestor didn't care and just swung the whip in his hand to hit him.

"Snap!" Yun Shuanghua was knocked to the ground by the whip, and her skin and flesh seemed to be torn apart.

"Master, why did you hit me!" Yun Shuanghua shouted aggrievedly.

The Nameless Patriarch then cracked his whip a few more times: "Don't you know what's going on? Tell me how the fourth brother got poisoned!"

Yun Shuanghua suddenly realized and thought: Why would Master ask about Zixuan Zhenren? Fourth Junior Brother woke up? Impossible!

He hasn't woken up in all these years, he's no different from a dead person."

Yun Shuanghua pretended to be calm and said, "Master, Shuanghua doesn't know. Why do you say that?"

The Nameless Patriarch was furious and lashed out a few more times: "I'll ask you one last time: 'Tell me, how did Zixuan get poisoned?'"

Yun Shuanghua didn't dare to meet the burning gaze of the Nameless Patriarch, and said guiltily, "How would I know how Fourth Junior Brother got poisoned?"

The Nameless Patriarch completely lost his patience: "Good, very good, this is the good disciple I trained with great effort, and he is still stubborn even when facing death.

I tell you, it’s only because he caught you and Ximen Wuhen having an affair that you hold a grudge against him.

The next day, you poisoned his food under the pretext of apologizing, and you pretended not to know anything about it."

Yun Shuanghua's head was buzzing, and she thought to herself: It's over, that living dead man must have woken up and told the truth, and Master knows everything.

No, I have to throw all the dirty water on Ximen Wuhen. He is already dead anyway, so there is no right way to deal with it.

She was completely upset and quickly knelt down and begged, "Master, all of this was done by Ximen Wuhen alone, and it has nothing to do with me.

By the time I found out, it was too late; Fourth Junior Brother had already been poisoned."

"But why didn't you explain everything to me?

I've questioned you again and again, but you refused to reveal a single word!" the Nameless Patriarch blamed him.

Yun Shuanghua seemed to be crying like a tearful person: "Master, I dare not say it. If I say it, Ximen Wuhen will definitely kill me!"

She began to sob...

The nameless ancestor had a tense face, and two cold rays shot out of his eyes.

He slapped Yun Shuanghua in the face with enough force that Yun Shuanghua was knocked away.

His head hit a wooden board, his forehead was broken and blood flowed out.

"Master!"

"Don't call me Master, I'm not your Master, you've been expelled from the sect.

You two are in cahoots with each other and are harming your fellow disciples.

Zixuan has been lying in bed for so many years, practically the same as a dead person. Don't you feel guilty?"

He then used his palm strength to strike Yun Shuanghua twice, causing damage to Yun Shuanghua's internal organs and causing her to vomit blood.

"You will suffer the consequences of your own actions. I have already shown mercy. Otherwise, both you and Ximen Wuhen would have died!"

After the nameless ancestor finished speaking, he disappeared without a trace.

Yun Shuanghua was beaten all over, and her tears rolled down, every tear coming from the grief in her heart.

After a while, she wiped her forehead with a handkerchief, her eyes gleaming with venom: "Ye Qingyan, you are such a disaster! We are in this situation today because of you. I must kill you with my own hands..."

…………

Yunzhou City

Early the next morning, Ye Qingyan left the remaining talismans to her third senior brother. After giving him instructions, she took Aunt Zhou and a few others to go shopping and prepare to return to the sect.

They arrived at the pig stall. Seeing that the pork was the perfect amount of fat and lean today, Ye Qingyan asked, "Boss, how much is the pork? How much is the offal?"

Butcher Zhang saw that a big customer had arrived and greeted him with a smile: "Today's pork is 30 wen per jin, pork offal is 2 wen, and these pork ribs are 15 wen per jin.

If you buy all the pork, these offal and other large bones will be given to you for free."

"Okay, I want all the pork, including the ribs, head, and feet. Just tell me how much they cost!"

Butcher Zhang was so happy that he sold a pig as soon as he opened the shop.

He weighed and calculated, "The total is five thousand nine hundred and sixty coins."

Ye Qingyan took out the silver and handed it over: "This is six taels of silver, you don't need to give me the change for forty cents.

We are from Qingyang Sect, and we will deliver meat to Qingyang Sect once every 16th of every month.

Just say that the fortune teller Xiao Qi asked you to send it, and then ask the fat chef to pay the bill."

Butcher Zhang was overjoyed. "Okay, I'll definitely deliver it on time."

Ye Qingyan went to buy some spices to make hot pot and spicy hot pot.

She found that there were no peppers here, but luckily she had planted them in her own space.

After traveling about seven or eight miles from the city gate, the horse suddenly grabbed the reins, raised its front hooves and neighed, and Du Zhong stopped the carriage.

"Seventh Senior Sister, there is danger!"

They saw a group of men in black standing in the middle of the road, blocking their way. There were at least 20 to 30 of them, all with their faces masked.

"Who is the fortune teller Xiaoqi? Come down!" a big man with a black face shouted.

Ye Qingyan got off the carriage first. "Yes, what's the matter?"

"Today is the day you die. How do you want to die? Do you want your body to remain intact, or be torn into pieces?"

Jiang Yu also jumped off the carriage and said angrily, "You are so arrogant! Who are you?

We have no grudge against you, why do you want to kill us?"

The big, dark-faced man stabbed the knife into the ground and said, “It doesn’t matter who we are, someone is paying to kill you.

We are killers, but we also take money from people and help them get rid of disasters."

Ye Qingyan snorted coldly: "I am destined to die today?"

"Yes!"

She looked at those people with a cold look in her eyes, and turned to Jiang Yu and said, "Sixth Brother, this matter has nothing to do with you. Take them away."

"No, Junior Sister, there are more than twenty of them. I can't let you take the risk alone." Jiang Yu protected Ye Qingyan behind him.

Ye Qingyan advised: "Sixth Brother, you don't understand my abilities yet, if you can't win, you can just run away.

Swords and knives have no eyes. Do you want Aunt Zhou and Du Zhong to die here?

I leave them to you, go!"

Jiang Yu understood that since she learned the internal energy skills, her junior sister's teleportation could move three to five hundred meters at a time.

"Junior sister, you must be careful!" Jiang Yu warned.

"Don't worry!" She made an OK gesture.

Ye Qingyan said in a cold voice: "Everyone, every wrong has its perpetrator, every debt has its creditor, and the person you are looking for is me, please let them go!"

The big black guy smiled disdainfully: "Okay! Make way and let them go!"

The twenty or so men in black stood on both sides, and the carriage sped away quickly through the middle.

Ye Qingyan saw that the carriage had run very far away and her shadows were no longer visible.

Her face turned cold, and her eyes emitted thousands of cold rays. The air around her seemed to turn cold in an instant.

She teleported forward more than three hundred meters with a microstep, then took out a submachine gun from space.

The big black guy panicked when he saw her: "She ran away, brothers, chase her!"