Chapter 43 The bright red

Ye Qingxie felt something was wrong. He originally planned to complicate simple things, but now it seems that it is still simple.

Looking at the brighter and brighter sky and the bright red morning glow in the east, he knew that he could not wait any longer. So he began to trot, quickly climbed up the wall, kicked on the corner of the wall, jumped out of thin air, turned his palm into a knife, and slashed gently at Ye Qingyu's neck, who was sitting in the yard. His speed and light movements could not cause a trace of wind.

He was about to slash Ye Qingyu directly, then poured a few drops of three days of drunkenness, threw them into the sack, and sent them to the north gate of Cangcheng. But... he saw a knife, which made his body leaping out of thin air stop and land on the ground.

The knife is a fruit knife, thin and crisp, and Ye Qingxie can crush it even with his bare hands. Holding the handle of the knife was a snow-white jade hand, which raised slightly, trembling. The blade pressed against a snow-white jade neck, and a thin knife mark on the jade neck was slowly overflowing with bright red blood.

"Don't come over."

Although Ye Qingyu had never practiced fighting spirit, it may be due to her physical condition that she had never been sick since she was a child, and her ears and eyes were better than others. Although Ye Qingxie's movements were light and gentle just now, the kick he kicked the wall had already alarmed her. She didn't think much about it, and immediately took out the fruit knife in her arms and pressed it on her neck. However, because she was a little hurried, she was a little excited and actually scratched herself.

"Ye Qingyu, don't be impulsive, I'll just come and see you."

Ye Qingxie was helpless and annoyed. He spread his hands and explained it, although he himself didn't believe this explanation.

Ye Qingyu's pretty little face was full of coldness: "I said that before my brother came back, I would not agree to anything, you can go."

"Why are you doing this? After following Xue Shao, what kind of life do you want? Why bother to suffer at the Ye family?" Ye Qingxie calmed down and began to persuade. The goal of this task must be alive, so he did not dare to move around, so he could only be patient and speak well.

"My brother won't come back, you will have to die if you force me again." Ye Qingyu was still stubborn, shaking the knife in his hand, as if warning something.

"Oh..." Ye Qingxie sighed deeply, glanced at him, stopping the two men outside the yard from pushing the door and touched them in without a trace, preparing to use the last move: "Some news didn't want to tell you. Originally, the family wanted you to marry into the Xue family happily and spend the rest of your life happily, but why are you still so stubborn... Half a month ago, the family received the news that your brother... was in danger in the wilderness mountain range. It was the news from the Mancheng. The family has confirmed that your brother is dead."

"In danger? My brother is dead? Impossible, impossible. You are lying to me, I don't believe it." Ye Qingyu was still cold and his tone was stubborn, but the hand holding the knife was shaking even more violently.

Ye Qingxie shook his head with a gloomy face, turned to a subordinate outside the door and said, "Ye Bao, show Miss Qingyu the death book issued by the family."

Looking at Ye Bao's palm spreading white paper silk, Ye Qingyu's heart tightened and looked at the words on it in disbelief: "In March 9998, the monsters in the wilderness of the wild mountain range riots. The lord of the city of Man City led the crowd to resist the monsters. The list of unfortunate deaths of the family's children: Ye Tiandong, Ye Ziyu... Ye Qinghan, Ye Xiaoshi, please give the family a heavy pension to the heroes who died in battle."

"Ye Qinghan, Ye Qinghan! Brother... I can't believe it, it's fake, it's fake!" Ye Qingyu's hand drooped weakly, shook his head, and kept murmuring. Two lines of clear tears slid down weakly, wet his face, and fell on the snow-white dress, printing plum blossoms.

"Miss Qingyu is sad. I think if my cousin Qinghan has a spirit in the sky, I hope you will live well." Seeing that Ye Qingyu's knife finally showed a little downward trend, a hint of joy flashed in Ye Qingxie's eyes, but was instantly covered by the sorrow and pain on his face.

"Where is the body? My brother is dead, where is the body?" Ye Qingyu asked suddenly, with tears in his eyes no longer crying or sadness, but there seemed to be a silence of death.

"Your brother was trapped in a group of fourth-level monster shadow wolf packs. The body seemed to be torn apart, and the rest must have been cremated together. Miss Qingyu, please feel sorry for your grief." Ye Qingxie said in a low voice, but he was very satisfied with his performance. He seemed to be unable to make ends meet in the future. It was also good to be an actor.

"Teared? Uh, toreed!"

Ye Qingyu easily believed Ye Qingxie's words because she believed that although the family went against her wishes and asked her to marry Xue Wuhen, at least she did not force her too much, and would not deceive her with such a big deal. The Ye family is a five major family, so such means should not be abused.

But she didn't know that all of this was not what the family meant, but someone was brave enough to do despicable means and shameless things in the name of the family.

Looking at the rising sun in the east and the bright red morning glow, Ye Qingyu seemed to see not clouds, but brother's smiling faces.

"Clang."

The fruit knife finally fell to the ground under Ye Qingxie and the other two's eager eyes, and bounced back again, emitting a dazzling light under the refraction of the sun.

"elder brother……"

Ye Qingyu cried out with a sad cry. Before Ye Qingxie responded, he resolutely collided with the wall behind him. After a watermelon cracked, the snow-white wall dyed a bright red...

"Brother...Brother...Brother..."

The sad voice resounded throughout the East Courtyard, echoing around and drifting into the distance.

"Whisper!"

A more profound and sad voice echoed, the sound was loud and loud, piercing the sky and cutting through the sky.

"ah……"

In the terrified eyes of Ye Qingxie and the other two, a black figure broke into the door. The black figure stared blankly at Ye Qingyu, who slowly slipped on the ground, looked at the bright red on the snow-white wall, and let out a desperate and sad roar...

"Shit!"

After a brief shock, Ye Qingxie gradually became angry and cursed in a low voice, saying that the matter was broken, and how to deal with the aftermath next, he needed to ask his master for further advice, so he winked like Ye Bao and signaled him to report the situation here to Ye Qingkuang.

Ye Bao nodded silently and turned around to leave. As for Ye Qinghan who was standing foolishly, although he felt a little sympathetic, he was not at all relieved. He looked at him coldly and walked over from the side.

"Bang"

However, the next second, Ye Bao began to regret his contempt and carelessness. Looking at Ye Qinghan's cold and unfeeling eyes, and the fist that was not as big as a casserole but stronger than a casserole. He touched his chest, squirted out a mouthful of blood, and curled up on the ground in pain.

"Wait! Cousin Qinghan, listen to my explanation."

Ye Qingxie immediately started to sniff. Ye Bao was his personal subordinate, and it did not allow others to slap it casually. But... in response to his words, it was a leg that was raised high but pressed heavily.

"Bang!"

The night leopard curled up on the ground like a lobster. Under this heavy leg, the arched spine was flattened, and the chilling sound of bone cracks kept ringing, just like a rack supporting the grapes suddenly broke, and the entire grape rack was instantly split.

"You..." Ye Qingxie looked at Ye Bao, who was lying on the ground and dying so hard that he could no longer die, felt a chill in his heart and wanted to say something, but when he saw Ye Qinghan's cold eyes sweeping over, he couldn't say anything.

"If you dare to run away, I will demolish your father's small town."

Ye Qinghan turned into a phantom, picked up Ye Qingyu on the ground, and quickly walked into the door.

My sister's body was still a little warm, indicating that her vitality had not completely faded. The first thing Ye Qinghan had to do now was to rescue her sister immediately, rather than killing people. But he was not a miracle doctor, and he could not save people. He could only put all his hopes on the bronze ring with magical healing function.

He quickly took off the ring, put it on his sister's hand, and took a little blood from his forehead and dripped it on the ring.

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