Hearing the scolding outside, Ye Xin'er's expression immediately changed: "Oh no, Fifth Brother, it's my father who's here. What should I do, what should I do?"
Huang Xiaowu also had a distressed look on his face at this moment. He had just escaped the 'fire torture' of his family, and now he was discovered by Xin'er's father. Xin'er's father was an eighth-level Huangxian, and he had no choice but to do so.
, he had no choice but to turn his attention to Qingyun for help.
Qingyun looked at Huang Xiaowu's gaze and felt a little helpless. If Xiaowu hadn't saved him and had to refine the 'poison pill' for him, he really wouldn't want to stay here and get involved with the two families.
conflict. But in order to restore his memory as soon as possible, of course he couldn't just sit idly by and watch Huang Xiaowu's troubles.
Qingyun was about to speak, but suddenly realized that something was wrong. He immediately used his spiritual energy to reflexively release his spiritual power. A transparent light shield instantly enveloped the three of them. At the same time, a loud "boom" was heard.
, the stone house where it was located has collapsed into pieces.
"Eh? Patriarch, why are there two men?" A big man with a beard said to a majestic old man beside him when he saw the three Qingyuns who appeared after the stone house collapsed.
The majestic old man had thick eyebrows and big eyes. He had his hands behind his back and was wearing a purple robe. His waist was very straight. After listening to the words of the big man next to him, he snorted: "Talk too much." The big man with beards was immediately frightened.
Say no more.
"Xin'er, go back with dad." The voice of the majestic old man in purple robe was not loud, but it was sonorous and powerful.
"Dad, why can't I be with Huang Xiaowu? Why? Thousands of years ago, didn't our two families have a very good relationship? Why is it like this now? Why?" Ye Xin'er said to her father.
He asked loudly, his voice full of unwillingness.
At this time, Qingyun keenly noticed that after hearing his daughter's words, the majestic old man in purple robe had a trace of bitterness and helplessness on his face. This bitterness and helplessness were well hidden by the old man in purple robe.
Passed away. If Qingyun hadn't been higher than him in terms of cultivation and soul level, it would have been impossible to capture him.
"Xin'er, pretend that dad didn't see what happened today. Go back with dad and never come looking for this Huang family kid again." After hearing what his daughter said, the old man in purple robe lost his previous anger and said calmly.
Ye Xin'er suddenly held Huang Xiaowu's hand tightly and said: "No, dad, if you don't tell Xin'er clearly today why all this is happening, Xin'er will never go back with you. Never.
"
"You...you damn girl, you really want to piss dad off to death, don't you?" The old man in purple robe was angry and helpless, and then said to the bearded man next to him: "Ye Yi, go and force Xin'er on me.
Bring it back."
"Yes, Mr. Patriarch." The bearded man named Ye Yi responded respectfully, and immediately flew out from behind the old man, and in a flash he was in front of Qingyun and the others.
"Miss, follow Ye Yi." Ye Yi, who was a sixth-level Huangxian, said to Ye Xin'er solemnly.
"I don't." Ye Xin'er tightened Huang Xiaowu's hand again and said firmly.
"Then miss, don't blame Ye Yi for being rude." Before Ye Yi finished his voice, he suddenly stretched out his hand to grab. Just when Ye Yi's hand was about to fall on Ye Xin'er's arm, Qingyun suddenly took action. He just lightly touched his arm.
With one wave, he easily blocked Ye Yi's big hand. Then with another exertion, Ye Yi flew backwards. The sixth-level Huangxian was really too weak for Qingyun.
Ye Yi was furious, and was about to step forward again to fight Qingyun, but was grabbed by the purple-robed old man by the shoulder: "Ye Yi, please step back first." Ye Yi waved his hands bitterly and retreated to the purple-robed old man's side.
behind.
"Who is your Excellency? Why do you want to interfere with my Ye family's business?" The purple-robed old man frowned slightly and his voice was cold. From Qingyun's actions just now, he vaguely judged that the young man with black and white hair in front of him was a bit unusual.
"I am Huang Xiaowu's sworn brother. My brother's sweetheart, of course I don't allow others to take it away casually." Qingyun said these words, and even he felt a little untenable. Obviously he is an out-and-out person.
As an outsider, I really couldn't find a better way to say it, so I had no choice but to prevaricate.
But then he went on to say: "As your daughter said, I think you should explain to your daughter and Xiao Wu why your two families were in harmony thousands of years ago, but now they are in turmoil.
.It would be so painful if two people who truly love each other couldn't be together. Don't you want your daughter to suffer for the rest of her life?"
There was anger on the face of the purple-robed old man, but he had to admit that what the white-robed young man in front of him said was reasonable. But as the leader of a clan, he naturally has his majesty and arrogance. Then he snorted softly.
, said coldly: "It is not the turn of an outsider to judge the affairs of my Ye family and Huang family. I will leave it here, I must take away my daughter today. If you insist on stopping it, it will be no wonder.
I took matters into my own hands."
Qingyun shook his head slightly, walked a few steps forward and then stood still: "I know that face is very important, but is it really more important to you than the happiness of your own children? What kind of contradiction is there?
In this way, the happiness and even the lives of my own children are involved?"
Qingyun's voice was also cold. He could see that the purple-robed old man in front of him didn't bother to explain to him because he couldn't let go of his arrogance. He also recalled what Xiao Wu had told him before that the Huang family wanted to burn Xiao Wu to death.
You don't need to think about it to know that this pair of mandarin ducks must be sacrificed because of the conflict between the Ye and Huang families. This kind of thing is nonsense to Qingyun.
"I don't bother to argue with you. Since you insist on taking care of it, don't blame me for being rude. 'Flying Bolide'!" The purple-robed old man shouted, raised his hand and pointed directly at Qingyun, launching an attack. Only light black was seen.
Countless 'flying knives' formed by the flames shot towards the blue clouds like meteors.
"Xiao Chi, quickly condense the shield." Qingyun suddenly felt that Xiao Chi was no longer moving. He couldn't help being slightly startled, and immediately sent a message. Although Xiao Chi's will is controlled by him, under normal circumstances, Qingyun will not impose interference.
Her freedom. Moreover, the fire spell is more powerful under Xiao Chi's initiative.
"Master, hey. This memory is so messed up that you don't even know how hard your body is. You can withstand this tentative attack with your body. Hehe" Xiao Chi's somewhat lazy voice sounded in Qingyun's heart.
Rings.
A series of rapid sounds of 'ding ding ding...' sounded, and the purple-robed old man's 'Flying Fire Meteors' had all hit Qingyun's chest. After Qingyun ascended through the guidance of 'Membrane Light', his physical body was actually hard at this moment.
It is already comparable to the level of top-grade immortal weapons. The purple-robed old man's attack only damaged Qingyun's robe.
No danger! Qingyun couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart. He knew that although his cultivation level was definitely at the eighth-level Huangxian level or even higher, but the messy memory had made him forget all the magical powers and spells he knew.
Ninety-nine percent of the time. But fortunately, the 'Divine Electric Gun' and 'Dark Ice Demon-Breaking Sword' in the storage ring were both lying in it. After thinking about it, I naturally knew about these two magical things.
Everything about soldiers.
He instantly took out the 'Divine Lightning Gun' and the 'Dark Ice Demon-Breaking Sword', holding a gun in one hand and a sword in the other. Qingyun decided not to use magical powers, but to attack with magic weapons to make the purple-robed old man in front of him surrender. At the same time, he also decided to try his best.
Go be a peacemaker! With a thought in his mind, he shot towards the purple-robed old man!