Chasing brother for thousands of miles

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Wen Yusi had no intention of comprehending Qixian's seemingly inscrutable words, so he focused entirely on Huang Luanyun and the members of the Huang family who had just entered the door.

What did Huang Luanyun hear just now?How could she appear at this time, and when did the members of the Yue family come here... Just now, she was careless and said all the words in her heart.

You must know that now is the time when he needs to rely on him. Normally, Huang Luanyun and the Huang family would naturally stand behind him, but now——

"Madam, my lord father-in-law, my lord mother-in-law, listen to me, I was so angry with these rebellious sons just now that I didn't choose what to say. It was absolutely unintentional. Madam, please don't take it to heart."

Although he doesn't have much affection for Huang Luanyun, but after spending so many years together day and night, he thinks that he has figured out the other party's thoughts very thoroughly. As long as she is a woman, as long as she coaxes her well, she can still be fooled.

Even if he was allowed to lie low in broad daylight, what's the point? As long as he doesn't lose the help of the Huang family, no one will ever know what happened here today.

However, this time Huang Luanyun was not moved by his low profile, Wen Yusi noticed that today's Huang Luanyun was completely different from the good wife and mother in the past.

Her body was filled with a cold and murderous aura, just like the young lady who was like a rainbow when they first met.Although he didn't like such a fierce woman, he had to admit that she had the capital to be fierce.

However, after they got married, Huang Luanyun hadn't had this kind of attitude for a long time due to his flattery and gentle support, and even got a little fatter, no different from those vulgar women with short-sighted parents.

It was only then that he forgot that Huang Luanyun looked like a young woman in the market, but she was not after all. An unsheathed knife may not necessarily rust.

At this moment, the knife had already made a faint sound. Huang Luanyun sneered, stretched out his arm and poked Wen Yusi in front of him, and spread his palms, "Speak without choice? Words without heart?"

She was full of sarcasm, and her eyes were naked/naked/naked with disdain, "Then the sweet words you said to Mei Ruhua back then must have been indiscriminate and unintentional?"

As if struck by lightning on his chest, Wen Yusi looked at the exquisite dagger in Huang Luanyunsu's hand, with the word "Yusi" engraved on one side and a cluster of graceful plum blossoms on the other.

This is the token of love he engraved for Mei Ruhua back then... It's Qixian again!

"The surname is Wen! What do you mean by poisoning the heroes present here!" The voices of accusations from the people who had recovered their freedom also came one after another, pushing and yelling to come forward to beat him.

Huang Luanyun said loudly: "Quiet! Now my Huang family wants to settle some grievances with the Wen family. You'd better step back. After a while, you will have your revenge!"

She spoke in a cold and unquestionable manner. Following her statement, the members of the Huang family who came with her also politely asked the crowd to be calm. Although those elders in the world were upset, they were also happy to see Wen Yusi make a fool of himself. They formed a circle and looked at him with gloomy eyes.

Wen Yusi is also considered a man. Under such circumstances, he still didn't want to admit defeat and tried to turn things around. He licked his dry lips and said in a hoarse voice: "Ma'am, I told you about this a long time ago, before I met you , I’m done with that woman.”

"It's really clean. It's so clean that you can give birth to a son as old as Yi'er. In the past, you lied to me that she lied to you. I believed it. Today, since you said that you married me only for the power of the Huang family, and Mei Ruhua Your appearance, my Huang family's influence, are actually all dispensable to you, then we will really get rid of it!"

Huang Luanyun's father, Huang Tingliang, the patriarch of the Huang family, walked slowly in front of Wen Yusi, his eyes sternly gouged out his face, and he said with a half-smile: "My son-in-law loves my Huang family so much, Huang really bears it." I can't afford it, and neither can Huang's daughter."

"Father-in-law..."

"Father-in-law?" Huang Yanliang breathed out from his nostrils, "I can't afford it. But since Huang is destined to be a good son-in-law for a few years, he will naturally plan for the Wen family in the future. Rest assured, Huang will let you , Let the Wen family, name, man, river, lake!"

Wen Yusi's pupils shrank, and he suddenly got into trouble. He slashed at Huang Yanliang and Huang Luanyun with one palm, and pulled out the flute from his waist with one hand.

The flute sound that should have been clear and high-pitched was played by him with a dark tone like a magic sound. The expressions of all the people present changed, and the ears rang.

The Wen family's ultimate move, phantom sound technique.

Practicing to a high place, you can defeat a hundred enemies, confuse people's minds, make people kill each other, and win without a single soldier.

Wen Yusi is also considered to be quite talented among the several generations of the Wen family, and he is ambitious and practiced hard every day. His phantom sound technique has reached the peak of the sixth floor.

Even the eminent monks of Shaolin Temple with the deepest inner strength will inevitably have a look of struggle in their eyes. The power of phantom sound technique is far higher than that of the sonic technique spread in the rivers and lakes, it is simply a murderous weapon.

He played non-stop and didn't dare to stop for a moment. Wen Yusi knew that although he seemed to have regained control now, he was far from being as comfortable as he appeared on the surface.

This is the end of the road, and the only choice is to risk your life. A man like Wen Yusi, at any moment with a slight leeway, would be willing to risk his life to gamble.

They are all seven strings... They are too vicious... Instigating against Wen Xian, making him lose his most beloved youngest son and most valued heir; Expose the painted skin; plot against Huang Luanyun, making him lose the strong support of the Yue family.

Step by step, bit by bit, so patient, so decisive, driving him into the abyss, never turning over, even despair became a luxury emotion.

How can he be willing?How willing he is!To force him to such a point, in this world, there is only Qixian, who is betraying and forsaking. Who would have thought that Wen Yusi would be the one who was haunted by blood and betrayed relatives in the end?

Hmph, he doesn't believe in retribution in the world!

Fortunately, there is also the ghost sound technique. After years of diligent practice, it is the only one that will not betray him. He will use this flute and its sound to sweep the world!

The sound of the flute suddenly raised a tune, as if to show Wen Yusi's crazy mood. It made people have a headache and their eyes were red. Those with a slightly lower internal strength had already fallen into a hallucination.

Those with higher internal skills are still struggling, but they can't last much longer. The only eyes are the crazy Wen Yusi. They drew out their weapons to attack him, but they were affected by the phantom sound, and they could only strike him again and again. to Phantom.

As if it was already doomed who would win and who would lose, Wen Yusi had noticed a long time ago that Qixian didn't bring a qin at all, that's right, he helped the semi-disabled Wen Xian up the mountain, how could he memorize the qin?

The end of being arty is nothing more than that, pretending to be a Pianpianjia son, after all, it is good to carry a weapon with you, not to mention, even if Qi Xian brought a zither, he does not believe that the other party can overwhelm his state of trying his best.

However, suddenly, he heard an inexplicable voice.

It was indeed a very strange feeling, except for his own flute and the sound of those people struggling and screaming for the collision of weapons, there was no other noise, but there was such a clear voice, as if it sounded directly in his mind.

Like gurgling water, trickle, ding ding dong dong, it is thin at first, and then slowly merges into the ocean.

Damn it, Wen Yusi was sure that he really didn't hear anything!Those, those ghostly voices really rang directly in his mind!

Gradually, the sound of water was mixed with the sound of wind, leaves shaking, flowers and trees growing, and clouds drifting.

Yes, he even heard the sound of clouds passing by, it was the sound of heaven and earth, which filled his whole mind and disturbed him.

Then he realized that he had disappeared.

Everyone was still there, everyone slowly woke up from Wen Yusi's flute sound, only Wen Yusi himself, together with his own flute sound, turned into nothingness.

He felt that he had fallen into a place where the birds were singing and the flowers were fragrant, but he couldn't see himself, he only saw the sky and the earth as vast and boundless, and he was a ray of ghost between the sky and the earth, so insignificant.

"What's wrong with him?" Someone couldn't help asking, seeing Wen Yusi suddenly stop playing and standing there with a crazy look of shock, doubt, laughter and curse.

Qixian lowered her eyes, her eyelashes trembling slightly, "He has fallen into his own illusion."

When Wen Yusi woke up again, he found himself tied up and thrown on the street with people coming and going, but he didn't care about his situation, and went to look for Qixian in horror.

"Dayinxisheng! That is the tenth level of the phantom sound technique, the highest level, Dayinxisheng? It's you, right! You have mastered it, Qixian, you have mastered it! You have mastered it! My day Practicing hard every day, the realm is stagnant, you have nothing to do all day long, but you have achieved it.”

Not far away, a man dressed in white floated over, quietly lowered his head and looked down at him. After so many years, their positions had finally been switched.

Wen Yusi's whole body was tied up, and he walked eagerly on his knees, still in his habitually aggressive tone, "Tell me, how can I get to the tenth floor, tell me quickly!"

"I thought you would pay attention to your own situation first." Qixian hooked the corners of her lips, and said lightly: "Give up. I understand the way of heaven, but you enter the way of demons. You will never know it for the rest of your life." Reach the realm of great sound and rare sound."

Wen Yusi wanted to argue again, but suddenly felt the strange eyes of passers-by on the street looking at him, and realized that he was uncomfortable.

How is it possible...to this point.

It shouldn't be, how could he lose, he has paid so much, planned so much, and he is not for himself, he is for the Wen family!Is he wrong?Magic?How can it be? !

My heart was full of grievances, but when I looked up and saw those who were surrounded by disgust, hatred, hatred, or disdain, I realized that I was alone and helpless.

At this moment, he really has nothing but a slumped body.

Family, friendship, love, he has abandoned all of these in this life, in exchange for the fame, power and status that he has always wanted, Qixian just wants to let his reputation be ruined, and his fortune will be exhausted!

He thought that he didn't value the dispensable things. Mei Ruhua, Huang Luanyun, Wen Wuyi, and his brothers, sisters, father and mother all made him completely lost.

He thought that he couldn't let go of what he wanted in his life, the excellent heir of the Wen family, the Wen family's reputation in the world, the Wen family's unshakable status, and return his own.

So ruthless, so ruthless.

He would be happy if he had nothing.

Who knows how long he has been planning and premeditating for this day, whether even the plan he came up with to frame the blame was in Qixian's expectation, so it would be overthrown so easily?

No, no, although he is ruthless, he is really wonderful. This man is really wonderful. After all, he is Wen Yusi's son, hahahaha.

Who said he has nothing, hasn't he cultivated such a good son who is thoughtful, meticulous and ruthless?

Thinking of this, an abnormal blush appeared on Wen Yusi's frightening face.No matter how much Qi Xian hates him, in this life, he can't change the fact that he is his son, so... so happy.

Come on, kill him, let him die in the hands of his son, so that Qi Xian can never forget what kind of background he has!

Who said that if Wen Yusi died, he would lose?He won, he won beautifully!

The author has something to say: Sao Nian, so you can't die...you can only survive but not die...