Chasing brother for thousands of miles

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Without further ado, Wen Nianyuan turned his head and left, but was stopped by Wen Wuyi with an arm in front of his chest, blocking his way.

The man looked up at the sky, narrowed his eyes, as if he was thinking about something, and said with a smile, "What's the hurry, it's still early."

Knocking on Wen Wuyi's neck with an elbow, Wen Nianyuan didn't want to say much, and wanted to go out, when Wen Wuyi's voice hating iron and steel came from behind him, "You are so eager to find someone, do you not trust Qixian, or your mother?" ?”

"I don't trust you." Wen Nianyuan glanced at him, the corner of his clothes flashed by the door, and suddenly disappeared.Wen Wuyi was angry, cursed in a low voice, and muttered words.

"Forget it, if you can't make it in time, delay some more time, mother, maybe..."

When Wen Nianyuan went out, he met Qingtong. The young man looked at him quietly, without saying a word, but there seemed to be a thousand words in his eyes.Wen Nianyuan knew what he was thinking, and said in a low voice, "Don't worry."

Qingtong stared at him with scrutinizing eyes, and after a while, she said to him in a solemn hoarse voice as if entrusting something: "Young Master, I will leave it to you for the time being. If he is not happy, I will not let you go."

"Don't bother me, if I let my brother get hurt again, I won't let myself go." Wen Nianyuan said firmly.

Qingtong turned around, her clothes fluttering in silence, "Come with me."

Wen Nianyuan followed him, and there was no movement behind him. Obviously, Wen Wuyi didn't intend to follow. He had a lot to plan, and no one knew what method he wanted to use.

Huang Luanyun was not at Wen's house.

When Qingtong led Wen Nianyuan around the Wen's mansion and went straight down the mountain, Wen Nianyuan began to feel puzzled, if Huang Luanyun wanted to do something to Qixian, it was obvious that his own territory was better, why bother to go elsewhere.

However, with Huang Luanyun's martial arts, even if she plots something wrong, she should not succeed easily. I just don't know what she did to Qixian to let Qixian be controlled by others.

Even though Wen Nianyuan still had a cold face, when he faced Wen Wuyi just now with awe-inspiring aura, in fact, his heart was already burning with worry, wishing that he cultivated not martial arts but immortals, so that he could directly rush to that person's side in one inch.

However, the journey was getting longer and longer, as if it would never end. Qingtong took him through the streets and alleys of Qiantang Town, and the roads began to become more and more remote and desolate, leading to uninhabited places go.

Wen Nianyuan was secretly startled, it didn't take him too long to find out about the physiognomy master 20 years ago, and it was only two days since Qi Xian left him that day, unexpectedly the two were separated so far.

Could it be that he fell into his mother's hands just after he left?Why did Huang Luanyun leave Wen's house and go to such a remote place?Does Wen Yusi know?

One question after another tumbling in my mind, the Liu family's unique lightness kungfu crossing the river ghost step used by Qingtong is already the fastest, most mysterious and ethereal lightness kungfu in the world, if it wasn't for guiding Wen Nianyuan, he would have disappeared long ago, but Wen Nianyuan still felt that it was easy to walk too slow.

Not seeing each other every day is like three autumns. It turns out that it is not a hypocritical expression. Only those who are deeply involved in it can understand this subtle feeling.

When the two finally approached an unknown property by the Qiantang River, Wen Nianyuan suddenly heard the faint sound of a zither.

Such a simple and remote melody will never be forgotten after listening to it once. It is not handed down to the world, but only enters the hearts of the people. It is the seven strings playing the piano.

"Brother!" Wen Nianyuan jumped up suddenly, ignoring the main entrance of Bieye, floating all the way up to the roof, moving quickly between the roof tiles, until he found the room where the sound of the piano came from, and saw the rabbit like an eagle. He swooped down and landed suddenly.

The door was slammed open, but the situation inside was not as bloody as others imagined.

Qixian sat alone in front of the window, with a table in front of him, on which was placed his beloved piano, he sat there gracefully with his back to Wen Nianyuan, a series of piano sounds poured out from his fingertips, reverberating throughout the room.

And his mother, Huang Luanyun, was sitting on the beauty couch with a strange face, staring at something in her hand, her face actually looked a bit haggard.

Hearing Wen Nianyuan's voice, she slowly raised her head to look at him, and called out hoarsely, "Xian'er." Then she stopped talking, and looked down at the kerchief on her lap again.

This situation did not fit Wen Nianyuan's imagination at all, he stepped in front of Qixian in two steps in three steps at a time, and regardless of the fact that he was playing the piano, he groped and checked his whole body to make sure that Qixian had not suffered any trauma before gently relaxing Take a breath.

Qi Xian gave this unrefined man a blank look, "What are you doing, you just want to be dissatisfied like this, come in and do something wrong."

Wen Nianyuan ignored his teasing, and turned to look at Huang Luanyun. Huang Luanyun looked very bad, but obviously he was not injured.

He was full of doubts, looked at the two of them, saw that Qi Xian's hands were not stopping, still playing, and asked in a low voice: "My mother, are you in the illusion?"

Qixian's phantom sound technique is better than anyone else's. Whether it is a single player or a group attack skill, it has reached an incredible level. Huang Luanyun is not good at these soul-absorbing techniques, and it is not unexpected that he was countered.

Sighing, Qixian stretched out her ten fingers, pressed them on the strings, stopped the last lingering sound, raised her eyebrows and looked at Wen Nianyuan, "What am I doing in her illusion? She doesn't know how to catch ants."

Wen Nianyuan was taken aback, and raised the corners of his mouth symbolically. This kind of joke was really not funny, but it deepened his doubts, "Then she..."

"Don't worry." Qixian's voice was slightly cold, "She is your mother, how could I do anything bad to her? When you get angry at the crown and stab me back, I can't bear it."

The harsh words that come out of this mouth really make people hate it and love it, but fortunately Wen Nianyuan has long been unmoved by it, he bends down, not caring that Huang Luanyun is on the side at all, and pulls Qi Xian into his arms .

"You're talking nonsense again, brother, did she hurt you?"

Qixian's eyes moved slightly, and she closed her eyes slightly. She didn't speak immediately, nor did she push Wen Nianyuan away. After leaning in his arms for a while, she whispered: "No. I told her a story."

"Story?" Wen Nianyuan lowered his eyes, looking at Qixian.

The other party didn't answer directly, but instead asked him: "This time I found out so quickly, it seems that you are not hopelessly stupid. This Qi Tianyuan's other industry——"

"Is this Qi Tianyuan's other career?" Wen Nianyuan interrupted him, looking up at his surroundings.

Lowering his head again, he saw the person in his arms looking up at him with helpless eyes, Qixian muttered softly, "I thought you would become smarter, but it turns out that rotten wood can't be carved."

He muttered a few words, then glanced out the window, "Qingtong brought you here, what about others?"

"You know?" Wen Nianyuan sometimes feels that nothing can escape Qixian's eyes.

Such an omnipotent Qixian is admirable, but the only one he can see, Qixian who occasionally gets confused, is more like a living person within reach, making him unable to look away.

"I knew you didn't have the brains to find Qi Tianyuan's whereabouts. If you couldn't find it, you would have to go back to the small house on the back of Wen's house to cry with me, and I would let Qingtong guard there."

When Wen Nianyuan's cold face was slightly embarrassing, he had no brains and could reluctantly admit it, but he asked his brother to cry or something... He didn't want to say it, but actually he wanted to see Qi Xian crying in his arms.

"Qingtong said, entrust you to me for the time being." Wen Nianyuan avoided Qixian's words and said nonchalantly.

Sure enough, Qi Xian showed a look of hesitation, what kind of entrustment came and went, is he a piece of luggage, or he can't even eat enough by himself!

Every time in front of Wen Nianyuan, Qixian always feels that it is really difficult for him to maintain his image of a handsome and handsome young master.

"You two can do it!" Huang Luanyun, who seemed to be in a daze just now, suddenly said, she stood up gracefully, still elegant and pleasant, but her eyes were cold and stern, like the sharpness of a sword.

She was sober, more sober than ever.

"Do you dare to swear on my son Wen Xian's life that everything you said before is absolutely true?" She stared sharply at Qi Xian.

Don't you like my son?I don't want you to swear on yourself, you bet on his life, I see if you dare to lie to me!

"No, I don't want to." Qi Xian also stood up gracefully, pushing Wen Nianyuan away.

Huang Luanyun showed a sarcastic smile, "Why, are you going to tell me that everything you just said was just a lie?"

"No, I just don't take risks with the one I love. I'm different from you, Aunt Huang." Qi Xian was calm, as if she couldn't see the murderous intent in Huang Luanyun's eyes.

He said lightly: "I swear by myself, if there is even half a lie in what I have said to you, then let me - commit bloody crimes, be riddled with resentment, betray relatives, never die well, and be with this person." He pointed to Wen Nianyuan , "I can only love each other in my whole life and not date each other."

"Shut up!" Wen Nianyuan didn't sound good at first, it was too late to stop Qi Xian's mouth, his heart ached, why should he, why should he treat himself like this.

From the moment he found out about that fortune teller, he knew that there had never been any order, there had never been any ominous person, and there had never been anything that would cause a bloody storm no matter where he went.

It was just a game, a cruel game.

After knowing the truth, he couldn't bear to hear such a vicious curse from Qixian himself.

Huang Luanyun glanced at Qixian subtly, "You are indeed a ruthless person, you are so ruthless to yourself, I will trust you. But if you dare to use this ruthlessness against Xianer..."

"I won't." Qixian nodded.

Huang Luanyun didn't say anything anymore, she glanced at Qixian, and then looked deeply at Wen Nianyuan, her eyes showed infinite nostalgia and determination, these two contradictory emotions were constantly intertwined in her eyes, making her look unstable .

Wen Nianyuan originally thought that she would order him to leave Qixian and go back with her, but she didn't. Huang Luanyun just clenched the handkerchief and the contents of the handkerchief tightly, and said with a sneer, "Maybe I've been a good wife and mother for too long. He even forgot that I was also a well-known 'sword in the sleeve' in the Jianghu!"

After speaking, he left directly.

When passing by Wen Nianyuan, Wen Nianyuan seemed to see that in the square handkerchief in Huang Luanyun's hand was a delicate dagger, and on the dagger was a clump of plum blossoms, which were in perfect bloom.

Leaning against the window frame, Qi Xian lazily plucked the withered spider plant leaves in the pots on the high table, turned them over in his hands and played with them, his eyes flew over Wen Nianyuan, and said softly: "The Wen family is going to be in chaos. See for yourself."

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