Chasing brother for thousands of miles

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Following the terrified cry of that person, the rest of the people suddenly realized, and then all showed disgust and fear, and retreated unconsciously.

Qixian seemed to have never heard of it, just smiled and remained motionless, as if the person they were pointing at was not herself.I just thought indifferently, it seems that all these years, that man didn't stop those rumors just because he never came back.

Just seeing the man yelled, everyone showed a look of sudden realization. It can be seen that the rumors about the blood demon are still passed on in the Wen residence for many years without end.

In fact, why should it be so, that person, why not worry about it.

Qi Xian was indifferent, but Wen Nianyuan was slightly angry, his gaze coldly swept over the group of people one by one, usually at these times, the people he swept over would be silent and silent.

However, this time, his deterrence didn't have any effect. The people of the Wen family were in a mess, those who pushed the door pushed the door, those who took the bolt took the bolt, and those who pulled him pulled him, as if to put all the ominous things with them. People are blocked at the door.

And when they found out that they couldn't touch the second young master who was stunned by themselves, they even tried to shut Wen Nianyuan out of the door together.

The power of a command is so powerful.

Wen Nianyuan sneered, this is his home, and also Qixian's home, he doesn't need to be too polite to anyone who stands in his way.

But someone did it earlier than him.

Qi Xian, who had been standing in place all this time, suddenly raised her leg, walked up the stairs leisurely under the terrified eyes of everyone, and walked into the gate of Wen's house step by step.

At the place where the sleeves were flying, the members of the Wen family who were scrambling to escape were all shocked, and then stopped involuntarily, with nothing to move except their eyeballs.

Young Master Jia, dressed in white, walked slowly into this gloomy mansion like a stroll in a courtyard.

Turning around a screen wall, there is a nine-curved veranda in front of it. From the veranda through the lotus pond, you can reach the main hall of Wen's family.

On the left side of the main hall are the study of the head of the Wen family, the martial arts hall, the martial arts arena, the weapons room, and the unique sound room of the Wen family.

On the right side of the main hall is the living area of ​​the Wen family and their female relatives. Behind the main hall is a small garden with an open field. When the martial arts hall and the martial arts arena are too small to use, you can go there .

Qi Xian clearly remembered that there was a row of twelve bronze drums placed there, once struck, the sound could travel thousands of miles.

In fact, he has almost never been to this mansion, but he remembers every plant, tree, cat, and dog here clearly, and he is so familiar with it that it is unforgettable.

As a well-established Jianghu family for many years, the defense of the Wen family is completely different from that of the rich Chen family in Jinguan City. Before Qixian entered the gate, he was blocked by a rehearsal family. The two sides confronted a stalemate, and the battle was on the verge of breaking out.

"Who is so bold that he dares to trespass on Wen's house?" A stern voice came from the direction of the Martial Arts Hall and asked in the distance.

The man didn't raise his voice, he used a normal volume, but a single sentence whizzed out sharply, as if it could cut gold and jade.

The essence of the Wen family's martial arts lies in one word, "sound".

This time Qi Xian did not let Qixian charge again, Wen Nianyuan coldly greeted him, "Why, if I go back to my own home, it can be considered trespassing?"

The tone of the person over at the Yanwu Hall changed, as if he was a bit puzzled, "Second brother?" Then he stopped talking, and soon, a man in black skimmed across the lotus pond, and landed directly in front of the screen wall .

The man looks like he is only 27 or [-] years old. He is dressed in black and looks a bit too mature, and his temperament is also intended to be close to the mature, probably wanting to appear stable and reliable.

It's a pity that his complexion is pale, but it's not the bewitching whiteness like Qixian's, but with a disgusting feeling as if he's been soaked in water, and a pair of gloomy eyes swept over him , it is almost impossible to make people feel good.

"Brother." Wen Nianyuan nodded as a greeting.

Wen Wuyi and him are brothers with the same father and mother, but unfortunately, Wen Wuyi has always disliked him since he was a child, and when he never got close to Wen Wuyi, he was as distant as a passerby.

Wen Wuyi looked at Wen Nianyuan, and made a breathy sound from his nostrils, and said in a soft voice: "After leaving for so many years, you still know how to come back, it's a waste of parents pampering you so much."

He didn't wait for Wen Nianyuan to reply, he looked at Qixian again, and kept saying, "Bring some other messed-up people back to defile the Wen family's land... Hey, it turned out to be you."

After looking Qi Xian up and down, Wen Wuyi stared at Wen Nianyuan meaningfully - he didn't panic, but his expression was more intriguing.

"Bringing this living ghost back, are you planning to bring your parents to death so that you can directly become the head of the Wen family? Second brother, as expected, you have become more and more capable after wandering around in the rivers and lakes. The elder brother didn't notice, and he still regarded you as the disease of the past. What about Yangzi?"

These words were ugly and extremely cruel, almost cursed the whole Wen family except himself, and he was very excited.

Wen Nianyuan was too lazy to argue with others, he didn't even look at Wen Wuyi, as if such a big living person didn't exist at all, he turned around and took Qixian's hand, "Follow me."

Qi Xian raised her eyebrows, and let him pull her. When she passed by Wen Wuyi, she turned her head and showed him a sly smile.

Wen Wuyi's breath was stagnant, and he wanted to curse a few words, but when his eyes fell on the hands of the two, he slowly revealed a suspicious look.

It's just his doubts, for those two people, it means nothing.

Wen Wuyi lowered his head, clenched his fists, trying to hide the resentment in his eyes, his younger brother was fine, even that bastard dared not to take him seriously.

At this time, Wen Nianyuan had already brought Qi Xian, and went straight to the study of the Patriarch of the Wen family.

At this time, if there were no guests at home, his father Wen Yusi would usually be in the study, either reading various sword and whip techniques, or studying the secret book "Phantom Sound Book" handed down by the Wen family.

When they stepped into the study one after the other, the middle-aged man was indeed wearing homely clothes, leaning on the back of the chair, flipping through a yellowed booklet in his hand.

Hearing the sound of someone coming in, his expression was not hesitant, before he raised his head, he began to scold: "Didn't I tell you not to come in, how dare you--Xian'er?"

There was a tinge of joy in his light tone, his eyes fell on Wen Nianyuan's face, he looked at him for a long time, and then he said seriously: "Since you are back, go see your mother later, don't make her worry day and night."

Although he showed a strict father's expression, both Wen Nianyuan and Qi Xian could tell that he cared about his youngest son.

Of course, this care and concern is only for Wen Nianyuan alone - his name in Wen's family is Wen Xian.

And Wen Nianyuan was just a name he gave himself in memory of that person from far away.

And the person in the distance that he cares about is following behind him at this moment.Listening to Wen Yusi calling "Xian'er" with such concern, Qi Xian was very sober, and it wasn't him who was calling in that mouth.

"Father." He didn't know what to think, and the smile at the corner of his mouth deepened. Seeing that Wen Yusi didn't want to pay attention to him, he called out his attention.

Wen Yusi seemed to realize that there was another person who came in with Aizi at this time. He raised his head and looked at Qi Xian twice, and after a while he had a clear expression, and said casually: "It's you. Since When you come back, go back to your own place to live, and don't come to Wen's residence if you have nothing to do."

Before anyone could answer, he frowned displeasedly, "Don't call me father. Also, stay away from Xian'er."

After he finished speaking, he lowered his head again, carefully flipping through the "Phantom Music Score" in his hand, apparently not intending to say any more.

There are a total of ten levels of the state of soul-capturing with sound recorded in this family-handed-down sound art secret book.

Wen Yusi's childhood was smooth sailing, and he practiced all the way to the sixth floor. Now that he has passed his forty years, he still stays at the eighth floor, and he can't go any further.

Not to mention the tenth floor, the highest level of the legendary "Dayin Xisheng". It is said that someone from Wen Jiazu once practiced to the tenth floor. .

For so many generations of the Wen family, there has only been one genius who has been trained to this level, and he has never appeared again since then.

Wen Yusi wholeheartedly wanted to be the second one in a century, so he was extraordinarily diligent in studying the cheats.

After turning a page intently, it took him a while to notice something was wrong, and he clearly didn't hear the sound of anyone leaving.

So he raised his head again with an unhappy expression, and just about to say something, he saw the expression of the man who was considered taboo by the mansion.

Qixian seemed to be looking at Wen Yusi gently and respectfully, with nothing wrong with his expression, but there was a strange feeling everywhere, which made people feel blocked and had an ominous premonition for no reason.

"You—" just as Wen Yusi said a word, Qi Xian stretched his brows and said with a smile, "Father, I have some good news for you."

Wen Yusi looked at him coldly, and shouted impatiently: "What good news! Also, don't call me father!"

The man who was ordered didn't move at all, his brows and eyes kept such a happy look, as if there was some great happy event, but he didn't say it directly, he just turned his head and looked at Wen Nianyuan.

It was only then that the head of the Wen family's generation noticed that his youngest son, who had just ordered him to see his mother, hadn't left, and was standing beside the person he least wanted to see.

Wen Nianyuan saw Qixian's gaze turn, and there was a slight warmth on his expressionless face. He held Qixian's hand, raised it up for Wen Yusi to see clearly, and said neither humble nor overbearing: "Father, my brother and I plan to together."

Even though Wen Yusi had experienced the world for a long time, he was stunned for a moment, and didn't understand what he meant.

When his eyes gradually focused on the hands of the two interlocking fingers, he couldn't help but sink his face, his eyes slowly gathered a storm-like anger, suppressing the desire to beat the table, and asked word by word. What do they mean to be together.

The smile on Qixian's face completely burst, and he rolled his eyes.He gracefully leaned on Wen Nianyuan, leaning on his younger brother as if his whole body was soft and boneless, with a light and clear tone.

"As you think. I am with my brother as you are with your wife, father."

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