Ah Chang

Since Qi Yan came back, she has never forgotten the scene she saw in the embroidery shop. Even though You Feng had snatched her away at the first time, she was very sure that Qi Yun and A Shang were kissing.

Kissing should mean liking each other. Compared with the intimacy between women, Qi Yan was more surprised that Qi Yun would like someone, because in her feeling, Qi Yun didn't seem to like someone. The appearance of anyone has nothing to do with being a man or a woman, it's just because Qi Yun is too perfect.

With a perfect body and a clever mind, Qi Yun has always been the existence that Qi Yan yearns for the most.As for liking, Qi Yan is an absolute fan of the strong. She thinks that people will only fall in love with people who are stronger than herself, and Qi Yun is obviously at the top.

What's more, the other party is still that inconspicuous woman...

Qi Yan blurred her eyes through the moonlight, and even took a while to remember that her name was A Shang.

"What's it like to kiss a woman..." Qi Yangang still expressed his incomprehension, but after a gust of wind passed, he began to focus on the kiss itself: "Is it any different from a man's?"

Qi Yan was just beginning to fall in love, but she was ignorant about love affairs. She had never had any experience with men and women, but she just sat alone thinking about it, curling her lips for a while, looking at the moon for a while, and finally only one people's faces.

Cold and Xiao Su, with indifference and rejection written in his brows and eyes, that is You Feng's face.

There was no one around, so Qi Yan didn't hide anymore, if she really wanted to know the feeling of kissing, she hoped it was with You Feng.

However, that person has to be the one placed on the table.

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Before Qi Yan had time to think about her plan to solicit a kiss, the news of Qi Yinchuan's death reached her first the next day.

Qi Yan's intuition told her that Qi Yinchuan's death must be related to Qi Yun, and Qi Yan, who was already full of anger in his heart, raised his sword and directly broke into Qi Yun's house.

Just after the hour, when Qi Yun was supposed to be resting, when Qi Yan kicked open the door, the man was lazily changing clothes under the round window, and it was not A Shang who was serving beside him.

"Miss Yan, why are you so anxious?"

Ignoring Fu Que's polite greeting, Qi Yan pointed at Qi Yun with a sword: "Qi Yun! You have repeatedly hurt my Qi family, last time it was my second uncle, this time it is the elder brother! You can do this to your closest relatives!" Ruthless hand, do you really have any deep hatred with the Qi family? Today you must give me an explanation!"

Qi Yan raised her eyebrows and pointed at her sword, with a smoldering aura, she seemed to be in charge at the moment, Fu Que called out "Miss Yan" again, but before she could say anything, the sword turned to her: "Shut up! This is the grievance between our praying family! It’s not your turn, a vixen, to talk too much!”

"..."

Qi Yan was in a fit of anger, and after blurting out the word "fox spirit", she herself felt a little inappropriate, but her posture had been resolutely put aside, she couldn't apologize in a low voice at this time, so she had to break the jar Added another sentence: "You guys, you don't have a good thing in Jianshui Pavilion!"

After Qi Yun scolded the entire Jianshui Pavilion, the majestic Pavilion Master finally reacted, but he was not angry, but smiled with satisfaction.

"why are you laughing?!"

Qi Yan thought it was a mockery, and turned the sword back again like a show of strength, Qi Yun signaled Fu Que to step back, and casually pulled the sword by his hand.

Seeing Qi Yun holding the sword, Qi Yan shrank her hand instinctively. Unlike her posture of holding the sword with all her strength and every inch, when Qi Yun picked up the sword, it was more like picking up a sword toy without much effort. He didn't stick to the stereotyped moves, and just casually moved his eyes slightly down, as lazy as the moon that hadn't woken up yet.

Qi Yan thought that Qi Yun was just suppressed by force, after all, she was easily stabbed by her sword before, thinking about this, she regained a bit of confidence, and the hand holding the sword did not retreat again.

"You can be so cruel to your closest relatives."

Repeating the words of accusation playfully, Qi Yun twirled the ordinary sword in his hand, which was completely incomparable with the treasure of the Prayer Sword Villa in Qi Yan's hand. She abandoned her own sword, which was equivalent to abandoning Qi Yan. Seeing the identity of the family, Qi Yan felt even more angry.

Looking up, the wind rises.

Fu Que exited the house at this moment, the moment the door closed, there was the sound of cold soldiers rebuking each other, the ear-piercing buzzing trembled the sunlight, a drop of sweat overflowed from Qi Yan's forehead, Qi Yun's unexpected strike made her a little embarrassed Parry.

"Uh……"

Qi Yun's sword was fast and fierce. It was clearly the Qi family's sword technique, but it was much more fierce. After one move, Qi Yan was forced back to the wall. Qi Yan exhausted all his strength to get rid of the extremely An oppressive sword was thrown away.

"How could it be...you're not...!"

Absolute suppression is at the forefront, this is obviously completely different from the last fight, Qi Yan doesn't even have a chance to question, just blocking Qi Yun's attacking sword has made her feel extremely strenuous.

The morning light was rippling, and the sword-wielder was dressed in white clothes. Qi Yan seemed to see the shadow of Qi Yun from the dancing sword at this moment, that absolutely perfect and powerful existence, agile and unparalleled in swordsmanship.

"Oh! You!"

But as soon as she was distracted for a moment, Qi Yun's sword passed by her waist. After several times of confrontation, Qi Yan felt more and more powerless. Can't give up.

The fight that was initiated by himself has now turned into a constant confrontation under pressure. Qi Yan simply put aside all distracting thoughts, and tried his best to defeat the person in front of him, and get rid of those who have been harboring for many years. Grievance, unwillingness and anger were all expressed in the sharp buzzing sound of the two swords intersecting.

In such a hearty fight with all his strength, Qi Yan suddenly felt a sense of relief, but he gradually had no strength to fight back, so he had to dodge desperately. A sword swept across the room and it was a mess. At this moment, Qi Yun was like a hunter. The one, elegant and calm, with a playful smile, Fu Qu and You Feng listened outside the house, the person who rarely showed emotion had obvious worries in his eyes at the moment.

"Don't...don't fight!"

Qi Yan was beaten so hard that she was about to cry. She thought that as long as she obeyed Qi Yun would soften her heart, but she didn't expect that the gasping and red-eyed begging for mercy did not bring Qi Yun's pity and resignation.

The last sword blocked by the window precisely pierced through the slanting sunlight, the wind of the sword brushed against the delicate face, it was bitter and painful, the thin hair was like a thin sword, and the sword pierced into Qi Smoke shoulders.

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"She actually hurt me!!!"

Qi Yan was really crying this time, almost howling, big tears falling down one by one, crying and howling, making You Feng who was trying to treat her wound at the side unable to do anything.

"do not Cry."

It was originally a simple sentence without any emotion, but at the moment Qi Yan, who is fragile and sensitive, seemed to be wronged by being scolded again, staring at the eyes that are still full of pearls, he looked at You Feng in disbelief: "What did you say?"

"..." You Feng looked at her, the corners of the eyes and the tip of the nose that were red from crying felt pity, so he looked away, and said again in a soft and deep voice: "Don't cry."

Although Qi Yun's sword stabbed sharply, it was not deep. It was more like a lesson for a disobedient child. Qi Yan was still immersed in the grief and indignation that Qi Yun would hurt her, and he didn't notice You Feng at all. The gentleness in treating her wounds only made her jealous when Fu Que came to ask if she needed help.

Fu Que's eyes when looking at You Feng are not simple, so unsimple that even Qi Yan, who is just in love, can tell it at a glance. You Feng said no and asked To Fu Que to rest earlier. care.

"Why, are you afraid that she will work hard for me?"

"..."

"In such a hurry to let her rest, I'm still bleeding! Why don't I need help?"

"..."

"If you don't say anything, you admit it?"

Qi Yan originally made things difficult for him casually, but because of You Feng's silence, his words became more and more serious. In the end, he completely forgot the grief of being hurt by Qi Yun, and instead walked into the world of jealousy that he had imagined. , making a gesture to grab You Feng's skirt, but as soon as he raised his arm a little, his shoulder felt a burst of tearing pain.

"It hurts!! It hurts!!"

Qi Yan started to cry again, louder than before, You Feng never likes to make noise, at this moment, he obviously had to be patient to sit beside her, Qi Yan, who was in extreme pain, grabbed her hand , You Feng frowned and drooped his eyes, silent for a moment, and held back that restless little hand with Wan Feng.

Responding to the response, Qi Yan suddenly stopped, wiped away her tears and looked at her with red eyes, that gentle hand seemed to bring her some inexplicable courage:

"Can you give me a hug?"

Qi Yan said it cautiously, completely without the usual domineering young lady's appearance, there was a slight movement in You Feng's eyes, and the impatient person who had just stretched out his hand had already taken the initiative to hug her.

"I hate……"

"..."

Pain came from the same place on the shoulder, You Feng frowned slightly to bear it, Qi Yan's bite directly bit her out of blood, watching the gradually fainting bright red shed tears again: "Why did you abandon me. "

What Qi Yan hated was never Qi Yun and You Feng's betrayal, but that she was not taken away when they left.