When the cannon fodder was swept away by everyone! [Quick Transmigration]

Chapter 122 Martial Arts Revenge 21

Tan Yi took stiff steps, walking towards Murong Fei step by step, every step was like stepping on the edge of a knife, the closer he got, the more shaky his dignity became.

Murong Fei thought he was too slow, raised his hand slightly, and pulled him directly into his arms.

Ye Qinghan saw Tan Yi's snow-white clothes flicking across the pane, and then he couldn't see anything anymore. For some reason, unprecedented panic and tension rose in his heart, and he jumped from the tree without thinking. Slide up and down, wanting to enter the hall.

There seemed to be no one to hold hands outside the hall, but when Ye Qinghan was about to break in, two people, a fat one and a thin one, fell from the sky and stood in front of him.The two of them wielded a knife and an axe, both with expressionless faces.

These are two of Murong Fei's cronies, who usually do not participate in religious affairs, and only protect Murong Fei in the main hall.

Ye Qinghan stood up straight, and said in a deep voice, "This protector has important matters to report to the leader."

The two sword and ax hands didn't move, as if they didn't hear anything, they still stood in front of them with their swords and axes.Ye Qinghan kept looking into the hall, not knowing what was going on inside, feeling impatient in his heart, and patiently said a few words to the two, but the two still didn't listen, he finally ran out of patience, and said sharply, "You guys Let it be or not!"

The swordsman still didn't speak a word.

Ye Qinghan laughed, murderous intent flashed in his eyes, the cold light flashed, the long sword was unsheathed, and attacked the two people's faces, and the sound of metal and stone clashing was endless.

Ye Qinghan's martial arts was originally superior to the two, but recently, because he heard Tan Yi occasionally say "Among weapons, the sword is the lightest", and he seemed to have a great appreciation for the swordsman in his words. Disdainful, but secretly painstakingly made a sword for himself, practiced secretly every day, and the old weapon was no longer used.

However, Tan Yi didn't realize that his weapon had changed for so long.

His swordsmanship can already be said to be very good, but in a duel between masters, there has always been no mistake at all. If the weapon is wrong, he can only be in a stalemate with two people, and he will not gain the upper hand at all.

The longer time passed, Ye Qinghan became more irritable.The gate of the palace was right in front of him, but he couldn't get close at all, and he didn't know Tan Yi's safety and danger, his heart was like being burned by fire.

The more chaotic his mind was, the more chaotic his sword skills were. When Ye Qinghan noticed, the thin man's long knife was already coming towards him. He hurriedly avoided it, but a bloodstain was severely cut on his arm, and the blood spurted to the ground immediately.

Ye Qinghan clutched his injured arm, and scolded coldly, "You are not small!"

Seeing Ye Qinghan's prestige and status in the sect, the two swordsmen and axe couldn't help feeling uneasy, so they stopped their movements, and Ye Qinghan took the opportunity to rush towards the gate of the palace.

The two of them came to their senses and rushed to stop them, but the acupoints on their bodies were hit by something, and they couldn't move anymore.

Ye Qinghan threw away the stone in his hand, pushed the two of them away, and crashed into the palace door.

There are three gates and several small gates in the hall.Murong Fei was suspicious by nature, and the main hall was built like a maze.Ye Qinghan just entered the first door, and ran all the way in a hurry, only thinking that the way to enter the palace today is so long, and there are so many doors.

The more he walked, the more anxious he became. He had crossed the road even though he had walked countless times. He didn't react until he saw a completely different colonnade.

Ye Qinghan stood in the empty and cold corridor, his forehead was covered with sweat, he supported the railing on the road, and suddenly slammed the pillar next to him, "Why am I so messed up!"

He closed his eyes and concentrated, and finally managed to suppress the chaotic anxiety before continuing to rush towards the hall.

There were also guards outside the second door, this time two people with a sword and a rope.Ye Qinghan tried his best to restrain the two, but there were many wounds on his body.

Blood dripped all over the ground, and the luxurious purple clothes were in a dilapidated state, but Ye Qinghan had no time to take care of it, and only ran towards the last door.

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Murong Fei untied the hair tie of the person in his arms, and Tan Yi's black hair spread out like splashed ink, against his white to transparent skin, it was almost shockingly beautiful.Tan Yi was blindfolded, he could only grasp the thin blanket under his body helplessly, turned his face slightly, and was forcefully pulled back.

"Master..." His voice trembled slightly, as if praying.

Murong Fei's eyes were filled with dark red desire, as if she wanted to completely destroy the people under her, the tyranny in her eyes disappeared in a flash.However, when he heard the "Master", he slowly calmed down, and kissed Tan Yi's cheek with some pity, "Good boy."

Tan Yi bit her lower lip until she felt a faint smell of blood.

Murong Fei frowned, rubbed his lips lightly, and bent down.

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Ye Qinghan finally walked out of the last door, and wanted to push the door in, but couldn't push it no matter what.

Already here, Ye Qinghan is no longer so flustered.Trespassing into the main hall is a serious crime, and he has already figured out the consequences, but he still needs an excuse to take Tan Yi away.

Ye Qinghan pondered for a moment, and thought, instead of covering up, it's better to be outspoken.So he opened his mouth, and was about to speak loudly, when suddenly, he heard a subdued murmur coming from the hall, which seemed to be in great pain.

This is the voice of Tan Yi.

Ye Qinghan suddenly couldn't care about anything else, he slapped the door twice and there was no response, so he drew out his long sword and started stabbing, trying to break in by force.

He thought of Tan Yi's loss of soul last time, and thought that Murong Fei must be tormenting him at this time, and he felt like a knife was piercing his heart. Yi is in pain now, and he must take him away.

Ye Qinghan's sword is made of black iron and blood spar, it can be said to cut gold like mud, but...he hacked countless times, but only a few sawdust fell from the door, and the main body remained motionless.

When Tan Yi heard the sound outside the door, he was so frightened that his whole body turned cold, and he wanted to push Murong Fei away in panic.But Murong Fei didn't pay attention at all, and even smiled lightly, "Your Protector really has deep affection for you."

Although he was laughing, Tan Yi felt that the surrounding temperature instantly became icy cold, and even the breath he exhaled was slightly cold.

Tan Yi didn't dare to resist anymore.

Murong Fei quietly whispered into Tan Yi's ear, "The Right Protector wants to hear, then let him listen."

Tan Yi's face was pale, but in the end he opened his hand lightly and closed his eyes in despair.

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Ye Qinghan couldn't hack, so he kicked the door fiercely, gasped twice, and said loudly, "Master, there is Bingxincao under my command."

His voice echoed in the hall, but no one responded.

Ye Qinghan couldn't hear Tan Yi's voice, thinking that he was so tortured that he couldn't even speak, and became even more anxious. His fists tightened and loosened, loosened and tightened again, thinking of Tan Yi's possible tragic situation now, he felt I am being beaten every inch.

"Master." Ye Qinghan leaned his head against the door, his eyes were a little red, "Master, Tan Yi is still young, he doesn't understand anything, please don't argue with him."

Ye Qinghan is proud by nature, even to Murong Fei, he would never use words like "you". Now, he really has no choice.

This door must have been sealed by Murong Fei in a special way, so he couldn't get in.Murong Fei's skill is much higher than him, if he doesn't want him to go in, he will never be able to go in.

Ye Qinghan gritted his teeth tightly, "Even if you don't see that my subordinates have been running around for many years in the affairs of the church, please see that the parents of the subordinates who died in the line of duty for the church, when they were alive, they also liked to talk about clothes very much. Please, please let Tan Yi go."

"Hahaha!" Murong Fei's ghostly laughter suddenly came from the hall.

Ye Qinghan stopped his voice.I only heard Murong Fei say, "Yiyi, tell me, do you need me to let you go?"

Although Murong Fei's voice was cold and frightening, no matter it was the "Yiyi" or his tone, there was a different kind of ambiguity.

Ye Qinghan felt weird in his heart, and was puzzled, when he heard Tan Yi say, "I, I don't need your help, don't meddle in my own business."

His voice carried a kind of forbearable difficulty, but it didn't seem like the pain of being seriously injured, but like... something flashed in Ye Qinghan's mind.

"It is my honor to serve the leader, I...willingly."

After saying this, Tan Yi stopped talking.Ye Qinghan stood silently outside the door, always feeling that this feeling was familiar.Suddenly, he remembered that when he went to the brothel to look for Tan Yi, he had also heard this similar voice.That is……

Ye Qinghan's sword fell to the ground with a "clang", and the whole person seemed to lose his soul.