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

Chapter 117 Martial Arts Revenge 6

Ye Qinghan just looked at the person in Tanyi's hand coldly, the more he looked at it, the more unpleasant it became, and finally he couldn't help stretching out his hand, and pulled him down severely.

Tan Yi was not guarded, Fei Feizhen was dragged down by him and fell to the ground.He wanted to grab Tan Yi's hand, but Ye Qinghan stared at him coldly, the sword in his hand flashed a cold light, full of murderous aura, as long as he took one step forward, he would die.

Seeing the flickering of the sword light, Fei Fei let out a soft cry of fright and fell to the ground.Ye Qinghan sneered disdainfully, "A trash who is neither male nor female."

Fei Fei was lying on the ground, hearing Ye Qinghan's words, couldn't help biting her lower lip hurt, she didn't speak, but her eyes were covered with tears, she looked extremely helpless.

Tan Yi hurriedly went to help him, but was stopped by Ye Qinghan, "Don't go!"

Tan Yi shook off his hand, "What are you doing? He has low martial arts skills and his family members are dead, so why do you make things difficult for him."

Ye Qinghan said sarcastically, "I don't know whether the family is dead or not, but if he has low martial arts, there are not many people with high martial arts in the world."

Just now when he held "Fei Fei"'s hand, he clearly felt a powerful internal force that could almost rival him. This "Fei Fei" is definitely a master.

Ye Qinghan spoke so confidently, Tan Yi couldn't help being a little skeptical.After all, he and Feifei just met by chance, and everything he knows is what Feifei himself said, whether it is true or not is yet to be determined.

Seeing that Tan Yi believed his words, Ye Qinghan's mood improved, and he squinted at the people on the ground, half complacent and half vigilant.

Play tricks in front of him, and don't look at how much you have.But this person concealed his skills and approached Tan Yi, he must have some ulterior purpose, he had to guard against it.

He was about to be exposed, but Feifei was not nervous at all. Seeing Ye Qinghan's defensive and dangerous eyes, he returned him a mocking smile, and then stretched his hand into his bosom, as if he wanted to take something.

At this moment, Tan Yi was talking to Ye Qinghan, so she couldn't see Fei Fei's expression and movements at all.Ye Qinghan thought that this "Fei Fei" of unknown origin was going to take a hidden weapon, so he immediately raised his palm to strike him first.

Fei Fei made a move to block, but Ye Qinghan hit him, only to find that he didn't have any internal strength to block, and a bad premonition suddenly rose in his heart.

Sure enough, the next moment, Tan Yi's voice sounded, "Stop!"

Ye Qinghan withdrew his hand reflexively, and the recoiled palm force came back to him, causing severe pain in his chest, and a fishy sweetness gushed out of his mouth instantly.

He forced himself to endure, but saw that the corner of Fei Fei's mouth curved into a smile that was not a smile, and then he fell on the ground suddenly, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

Ye Qinghan's eyes widened in disbelief, but Tan Yi had already rushed past him.

Fei Fei's face became even paler. Seeing Tan Yi squatting next to him, she could only call weakly, "Young Master", and then spit out another mouthful of blood, as if she was dying.

Tan Yi wiped Fei Fei's blood, but found that the blood at the corner of his mouth could not be wiped away, but Ye Qinghan forcefully pulled Tan Yi up, "He is just pretending! I have already withdrawn my palm strength just now, and there is no need to wipe off the blood at the corner of his mouth. It didn't hit him."

"Young Master," Fei Fei tried to prop up his body, but because of the heavy injury, he fell down again after half of the support, and a stream of blood flowed down from the corner of his mouth, against his pale skin, it looked shocking.

He gently wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, smiled faintly, his eyes were full of loneliness, "Master, your friends seem to doubt my martial arts, in order to prove my innocence, why don't you allow me to test my skills?" .” After speaking, he took the initiative to stretch out his hand.

In the arena, people with similar skills cannot hide their internal strength, but after Ye Qinghan's investigation just now, this person's martial arts is still slightly inferior to him, and should be comparable to Tan Yi, so there is no way to hide it Talk about clothes.

Ye Qinghan would not refuse him when he came to the door himself, thinking, Tan Yi looks weak, but his martial arts are not bad, this evildoer may have miscalculated, and he will soon reveal his true colors.

Fei Fei is so considerate, which makes Tan Yi a little embarrassed.

But their identities are special, and there is nothing they can do at this time.Tan Yi squatted down and probed the pulse with concentration, and found that Fei Fei's pulse was weak, and her internal strength was even more general.Among ordinary people, he may be considered a good fighter, but in terms of martial arts, he can't even compare with the young owner of Biyu Villa.

"Young master." Fei Fei looked at Tan Yi cautiously, with a hint of grievance in her eyes.

Tan Yi felt more and more guilty, and could only smile at him.

Ye Qinghan said, "See clearly." He thought that Tan Yi had seen Fei Fei clearly.But unexpectedly, Tan Yi helped Fei Fei up, and planned to help Fei Fei in without even looking at him.

Ye Qinghan became anxious, and hurriedly stood in front of Tan Yi, "Why are you still supporting him?"

Tan Yi glanced at him lightly, "Get out of the way."

That look was as cold as frost, without any warmth, as if looking at something that disgusted him.

Ye Qinghan's backlashed internal injuries flared up almost instantly, thick blood qi surged in his chest, he quickly swallowed his blood qi, and was speechless for a long while in a daze.

Tan Yi supported Fei Fei to pass him by, "Fei Fei doesn't have much martial arts at all, Hufa Ye is too worried."

"He lied to you." Ye Qinghan said dryly, he held onto Tan Yi, "You will be in danger, don't be with him."

Tan Yi sneered softly, with deep gloom hidden in his eyes, "He's just a poor man who has no way of revenge and his family is ruined, so what danger can he be in?"

"He—" Ye Qinghan wanted to explain, but was interrupted by Tan Yi.He finally glanced at him, his eyes were no longer so cold and piercing, but indifferently as if he was looking at a stranger, "Besides, even if there is danger, that is my business. It doesn't seem to have anything to do with Ye Hufa, right?" ?”

"It's okay?" Ye Qinghan's hand suddenly exerted force, "How can it be okay, we—" He wanted to say that they grew up together, but he remembered the merciless whip when Tan Yi went up the mountain; he thought It is said that they have taken care of each other day and night for so long, but it seems that he is the only one who has always cared about those little things.

Tan Yi broke Ye Qinghan's hand away bit by bit, and helped Fei Fei in without looking at him again.

"Fei Fei is seriously injured. I want to heal his wounds. I also ask Hufa Ye to show mercy and stop disturbing us."

With a "click", Tanyi's door closed in front of him again.Ye Qinghan stood outside the door alone, feeling as if his chest had been pierced.

He stood blankly for a long time before turning around. After walking a few steps, he held on to the railing, but he couldn't move anymore.

He remembered Tan Yi's words, and couldn't help but said to himself, "He is a poor man with a broken family. Could it be that my... my family is still alive?" He also lost his parents when he was in his teens. One person survived the bloody storm.

It was already noon at this time, and people coming and going in the inn, it was the busiest time.However, Ye Qinghan couldn't feel anything, only bursts of cold that made him shudder penetrated into his skin, as if he was in a cold day.

The blood surging in his chest finally rushed to his throat again, splashing a few blood sprays on the railing.

Ye Qinghan didn't use luck to heal his wounds, nor did he move. He just looked at the bloodstains, clutching his chest, his obsidian pupils finally revealed a forbearable injury and loneliness, "Actually, I was also seriously injured..."

Why, you can only see him?