Chasing brother for thousands of miles

Chapter 52

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There is some meaning in these words.

Wen Yusi was well-known as a hero in the world, and the Wen family was always known for their fairness. Although it was inevitable that the aristocratic and powerful families had a few bad books that could not be considered by outsiders, they were too bad to justify.

Wen Wuyi's words mean more than what he said. Could it be that Wen Yusi secretly did something more sensational than his son poisoning his father?

This trip to Wen's family is getting more and more interesting.

Everyone looked at the two people in the center of the chaos one by one, and Wen Yusi's face inevitably changed.

He feels that he has always acted cautiously, no matter what he does, he must erase the traces of evidence one by one. The two sons in his family should know nothing. Wen Wuyi's swearing appearance, what does he know? How much?

It shouldn't be... He can even hide things from Huang Luanyun. After all, to him, only the dead are the safest.

No, except seven strings.

He couldn't hide it from Qi Xian, or could not hide it from Qi Xian. Firstly, Qi Xian was too smart, with the ability to easily read people's hearts. As long as he showed a little flaw, he could be guessed at all times.

Secondly, anyway, Qixian has his mother-sacrificing Gu planted on his body, so he is not afraid that he will make life difficult for him.

But—fuck it, the mother-sacrificing Gu is already on his youngest son, but when did Qixian come into contact with Wen Wuyi?

Judging by Wen Wuyi's attack today, this situation should have been set up for a long time, could it be that Qixian had already been secretly in contact with Wen Wuyi?

Damn it, this monster.

Why did his sons fall into his hands one by one, even though he had to admit that Qixian's face was indeed very alluring, but no matter how alluring, he was still a man!

Wen Yusi's thoughts turned, but the current situation did not allow him to be silent. After all, once he stopped speaking, it would give people the impression that he was acquiescing, and the situation would inevitably be difficult to change.

He didn't take off the awe-inspiring look of justice on his face, and said word by word with grief: "The son never speaks of his father's faults, let alone such nonsense, Yi'er, where have you read all your sage books? !"

If you want to fend off the arrows pointing at him first, you must first stand on the side where the moral heart belongs, and first label Wen Wuyi as unfilial and unfraternal.

Wen Wuyi sneered, anyway, he didn't want to be kind any more, and what to do with that human skin on, it's the business of the court to play tricks, and it's the world's business, so it's better to fight with real swords and guns - of course. You have to peel off the human skin first.

In terms of the sharpness of his words, his Wen Wuyi is naturally far inferior to that Qixian in case. Fortunately, the things Wen Yusi has done over the years do not need any embellishment at all. It is enough to just say it in detail. It's embarrassing.

"Sage book?" Wen Wuyi snorted a few times, raised his head, "Father, you really are talking nonsense, the only one in our family who loves to read Lao Shizi's sage books is your precious Wenxian—of course it is a real treasure." Fake baby, you know it in your heart, what do Jiang Hu people say about their sons and not their father's faults? Jiang Hu people only kill relatives righteously!"

I'm afraid things will change if it's too late, who knows what kind of vicious method Wen Yusi's brain full of twists and turns will come up with in a moment, Wen Wuyi turned around directly, looked at the fellow martial arts and said: "20 years ago, Li Miracle doctor Li suddenly washed his hands in a golden basin, and not long after that, the divine fortune teller Qi Tianyuan of the Southern Qi Dynasty also suddenly returned to the countryside, everyone knows?"

Tai Fuchen, the mute master of the Emei School, asked in confusion: "These two have been reclusive for a long time, and they haven't heard from the Jianghu for a long time, so what do they have to do with the Wen family?"

"Haven't heard the news for a long time? Of course I haven't heard the news for a long time. How can there be news from the dead!" Wen Wuyi slammed loudly, completely ignoring the rattling of Wen Yusi's teeth behind him. how's it going.

Wen Yusi also realized this, and seeing that he couldn't stop Wen Wuyi from shaking off the mess, he calmed down instead, with a dull expression on his face that had been deeply poisoned, and secretly mobilized his internal strength to try to detoxify.

As long as he gets out of trouble, he will be able to cope... At worst, he has a poisonous heart, at worst, he will kill all these people. At that time, he will push four, five, six, and find a scapegoat. Wen Wuyi's martial arts is not good, and some people may not believe him.

who?Who can kill so many important people in the martial arts at once, who has a relationship with the Wen family, and who has credibility?Wen Yusi frowned for a moment, and soon his eyes lit up.

seven strings!

Whether the sound of the lyre/illusion can make this large group of people fall into a hallucination and die from self-trap, no one can say whether it is possible or not, since it cannot be said, it is possible.

As for the reason, it is naturally that he and Wen Wuyi cooperated internally and externally to control the Wen family and then set off a bloody storm in the martial arts. This is a ready-made motive.

With Qixian's reputation in Jianghu, and the sensational rumor that the people who saw him make a move have become dead, it can definitely fool most people.

And the poison he has now can very well classify him into the scope of the victim, only saying that he was lucky and escaped unharmed.

Even so, the reputation he has built up for the Wen family through years of painstaking efforts in the arena may be damaged.In the future, without Qixian, the strength and reputation of the Wen family will be...

But it's worth it for a strong man to break his wrist!Where there is life, there is hope.

It would be even better if Qi Xian could just come after all the servants died, then this matter would appear more realistic, but this idea would be a bit difficult to realize... Wait, not necessarily.

At this moment, Wen Yusi thought of his youngest son Wen Xian, if it was for Wen Xian, Qi Xian would definitely make a move.

That's right, the sacrificing child mother Gu is on Wen Xian's body now, and the mother Gu is in his hands. If he activates the mother Gu, Qi Xian will have to come if he doesn't want to save his youngest son, or ask him to give him relief. The medicine, or simply snatch the mother Gu.

It's just that Wen Xian will suffer in that way, and the taste of sacrificing his mother's Gu, it's not a general ecstasy, even if he controls the mother's Gu to issue a non-lethal order, he can't live without dying, and it can't be more tormented, making people worse to die.

After all, it was the youngest son he had loved for so many years... Wen Yusi hesitated for a moment, he had devoted too much effort to this youngest son.

After all, when this son was born, he was the most like him.

When that little meatball giggled, he was innocent and cute, clinging to him, being obedient, not getting angry no matter how teased, he was born with a good temper, and although his body was weak, he was very suitable for martial arts in his bones.

The most important thing is that Huang Luanyun dotes on him the most, and behind Huang Luanyun is the force he has to rely on.

Even if he doesn't like Wen Xian, he still has to act like he loves him. What's more, he really likes this youngest son, unlike the eldest son, who looks more like Huang Luanyun, with bad bones and depressed.

On the question of whether to sacrifice Wen Xian to bring Qi Xian here, Wen Yusi struggled for a while, but it was only for a while, and soon he hardened his heart.

Originally, he didn't want Wen Xian to die, as long as Qixian was so anxious that he had to come, and when the time passed, he would give Wen Xian a good conditioning of his body, and it wouldn't have any effect.

After all, his youngest son has stepped into the rivers and lakes, and it is not a good thing that he can't bear a little pain. This time, even if it is to exercise him, it will be good for him to sharpen his temper in the future, so as not to be stubborn forever.

Thinking of this, Wen Yusi has completely let go. Why not do something that is almost beneficial but harmless.

He almost began to secretly rejoice that Qixian had transferred the Gu worm to his young son, after all, if it was still on Qixian himself, with Qixian's temperament, no matter how much he tortured Qixian with the mother insect, he might rather endure it by himself .

But Qixian is willing to suffer for herself, so she must not be willing to suffer for her brother and lover.

After getting rid of the group of people who hindered Wen's family and hindered him, the youngest son who was bewitched by Qixian will wake up, and then he will understand his painstaking efforts.

After all, he, Wen Yusi, worked so hard to hand over the prosperous Wen family to Wen Xian in the end?

While his brain-poisoning plan was taking shape, everyone in the hall was shocked by the sudden news of Li Banjian and Qi Tianyuan's death.

"Nephew, what do you mean by this? These two masters have been erratic and hidden from the world for a long time, how can you swear that they are dead?" Duan Tingyun from Mount Jiuhua asked solemnly.

Just now he was a daring lunatic, but he became a good nephew so soon, Wen Wuyi sneered in his heart, pointed at Wen Yusi, and said loudly: "Of course I know, because he killed these two seniors!"

He didn't wait for everyone to catch their breath, and said in one breath: "Not only do I know that he killed these two seniors, but I also know why he killed them. Tsk tsk, this kind of thing, in the Rolling the tip of my tongue makes me shudder."

Everyone heard what he said shockingly, but just now Wen Yusi, who seemed to be fighting for reason, closed his eyes in the chair, his face was pale, and he didn't speak again, as if he had been hit by the words and had nothing to say. Some people gradually began to believe the authenticity of Wen Wuyi's words.

Some outspoken people couldn't help but ask him, "Brother, why?"

"Do you know, medicine man?"

Wen Yusi sneered in his heart, let's talk, let's talk, let's talk, anyway, when the time comes, no one here will be left alive, even if he loses his reputation, he can only go to the palace of Hades under the underworld to lose his reputation.

In the rivers and lakes, he will only leave more reputations, one... the great reputation of killing the devil Qi Xian and avenging countless martial arts comrades!

As the internal energy circulated through the meridians in the body for three small cycles, one life two, two life three, three life all things, the fingers gradually gathered a little strength.

Use poison... This stupid son of his, he knows how to use poison. Could it be that he, a father, can't do it? It's not up to him to decide how they die after the fire is over.

it's time.

Wen Yusi quietly opened the box containing the mother's gu in his sleeve, and the time when Qixian rushed over and the time here should be just right.

On the way up the mountain.

Qixian and Wen Nianyuan were speechless, they were silently walking towards the familiar and unfamiliar Wen's house, Wen Nianyuan suddenly frowned, an indescribable feeling spread from the blood to all limbs and bones, and his eyes went dark.

Noticing something was wrong, Qi Xian looked back at him, "What?"

Swallowing a mouthful of blood in his throat, Wen Nianyuan managed to maintain a normal expression, and shook his head, he didn't dare to speak, fearing that Qixian would smell the bloody smell.

He is very clear about the feeling of self-sacrificing child-mother Gu on his body, and he will never forget this feeling once he has tasted it, but the mother Gu is in the hands of his father, and it is not that his father does not know who the child Gu is on now, he activates it now, is... …for what?

The author has something to say: Thank you Ms. Pillow Meow for mine!I was moved and washed my face with tears [There seems to be something wrong...