You are heartbroken

The sun was slightly drunk, so warm that it was unreal, and the shadows of swords, lights and swords in Shan Yu's mansion reflected dazzling light.

Young Master Leng stood there expressionless and said coldly, "Shan Yucheng, hand over the Demon Breaking Technique, and I will let your people live."

Shan Yucheng's face was ferocious, and his body was covered with horrific bloodstains, "Don't think that this old man will believe you shameless bastards!"

After he finished speaking, he handed back the magic breaking technique in his arms to Shan Yuqian behind him.

Slightly moving her pale lips, she spoke colloquially, "Qian'er, don't come back when you go to Yancheng!"

There were tears in Shan Yuxian's eyes, as if she was about to fall to the ground in the next second, she clenched her dry lower lip and bit out a little blood, biting hard as if she had exhausted her whole life's strength.

Clutching the exercises in her frail hands, she lifted her feet and ran.

"You don't have to drink a toast." Mr. Leng sneered, and waved his hand slightly, and men in black came out from all around and slapped Shan Yujin's body through the bleak air.

The strong internal force made her, who had never practiced martial arts, back again and again, spit out a mouthful of blood, stained her clothes and complexion, making her even paler.

The Demon Breaking Technique also flew in mid-air along the weak hand.Mr. Leng slightly sucked it into the palm of his hand, a smile finally appeared on his icy face, although it was very faint.

"Qing'er!" Shan Yucheng became anxious when he saw that his daughter, whom he regarded as his heart and soul, was injured, and a fishy smell rose up his throat and he swallowed it again.His eyes were bloodshot, and he resolutely stepped forward to protect Shan Yuqin regardless of his bruised body, "Qin'er, let's go!"

"No! Dad!" Shan Yuqian couldn't bear it anymore, she was never a strong person, she cried out heartbreakingly, tears covered her pale face like paper, folded and glowed in the sun .

Brother Qingyuan, brother Qingyuan, where are you, Jin'er needs you, and Jin'er doesn't want his father to die.

She suddenly remembered that when Shan Yu's mansion was in trouble, Xi Qingyuan was dressed in white and walked like a fairy.

"Cough...cough..." Shan Yucheng panted heavily and coughed a few times, a warm fishy smell gushed out of his throat, his voice was old and weak, "...it's exhausting to live, to revive Shan Yufu..."

Then he quickly used the remaining internal force in his body to push Shan Yuqian with all his might, and pushed her far away.

"Father!" She called out with vibrato, as if she was about to cross the Naihe Bridge.

In the distance, the swords in the hands of dozens of men in black pierced his father's rickety body with a piercing light, and the blood flowed out one after another as the swords were drawn out, blooming like peach blossoms in the long winter, so red that it dazzled the eyes .

She gritted her teeth fiercely, her heart was trembling with anger, her tears seemed uncontrollable by her brain.

In Peach Valley, I, Shan Yujin, swear against you!

A fierce light flashed in her mournful eyes, and she turned around and ran, every step she took was like stepping on the tip of a knife, her internal organs seemed to be dislocated by that palm.

"Mr. Leng, do you want to chase after him?" The man in black clasped his fists and lowered his head and said to him.

Mr. Leng half-closed his eyes and stared at the slender figure coldly, send a few people there, and kill them if they catch up.

It doesn't matter if she runs away, if her body is not treated in time, she probably won't live long.

It's just a woman, and there is no big threat to Peach Valley.

Little do they know that when hatred accumulates to a certain level, they can do anything.Indeed, this sentence later proved that when Mr. Leng wanted to tear her into pieces, it was too late, but this is of course a later story.

"Go back to the valley." As soon as he finished speaking, the man in black hid in the thin air.

Only the ruins of Shanyu Mansion remained, and pale pink peach blossoms fell from the air one after another, covering the ruins like dead butterflies.

She kept running, and she couldn't help crying while running, in a mess.

I want to live, I must not fall down here.

Running through the thorny forest, the warm blood soaked into the soil.

I just felt my legs go limp, my eyes went dark, and I fell down. There seemed to be the sound of horseshoes in my ears, and I stopped slowly...let me sleep for a while.

A carriage stopped slowly, and the driver wearing a straw hat said to the carriage that the lord was in front of someone.

If you look closely at the person driving the horse, it is the swordsman Yu Zishao.

Xi Qingwei opened the curtain, and sure enough, there was a blood-stained person lying down in the bushes, and he hugged the person in his arms with lightness kung fu. It was Shan Yujin with a beautiful and pale face!

Suddenly three men in black came out of the jungle, with dumb swords and murderous intent. Seeing this, Yu Zishao also stepped forward on tiptoe.

Chu Yu opened the curtain to look around but didn't intend to go to Qianzhu. After all, he was just a scholar who only knew how to play with pen and ink.

The man in black just moved his hands without speaking, and Yu Zishao drew his sword and stepped forward. He is a well-known swordsman in the Jianghu, and his strength is naturally extraordinary.

The collision of swords and swords was crisp and piercing, and Yu Zishao alone made it easier for the three of them to fight evenly.Xi Qingwei used his internal force to strike out a palm, wounding one person.

The man in black looked at each other and said, "Let's go!"

The figure disappeared into the jungle.

Yu Zishao wanted to go after him, but Xi Qingwei stopped him, "These people are well-trained, I'm afraid they won't be able to catch up."

The seriously injured man in black rushed to join Mr. Leng.

Mr. Leng's face was cold, "What?"

"My lord, forgive me for my incompetence." The man in black said frightenedly.

"Heh, the person who divides Peach Valley can't even be older than a woman?" His voice was so cold.

"...It was the martial arts leader who saved him."

Mr. Leng narrowed his eyes slightly, and murmured, "Is Xi Qingwei?"

After thinking about it, he left without saying anything and rushed to Fentao Valley.

The heavy snow began to lighten.