Chapter 43 That Touch of Bright Red

Ye Qingxie felt a little bad, originally planned to complicate simple things, but now it seems that it is better to be simple.

Looking at the sky that is getting brighter and brighter, and the red morning glow in the east. He knew that he couldn't wait any longer. So he started to trot, climbed up the wall quickly, kicked on the corner of the wall, jumped out of thin air, turned his palm into a knife, and slashed lightly at the back of Ye Qingyu's neck who was sitting in the yard.

He was going to stun Ye Qingyu directly, then pour a few drops of three-day drunkenness, throw it directly into a sack, and send it to the north gate of Cangcheng. It's just...he saw a knife, which stopped his jumping body and fell to the ground.

The knife is a fruit knife, thin and brittle, Ye Qingxie can crush it with bare hands. Holding the handle of the knife was a long snow-white hand, which was slightly raised and trembling. What the blade was touching was a piece of snow-white jade neck, and a thin knife mark on the jade neck was slowly overflowing with bright red blood. [

"do not come."

Although Ye Qingyu has never practiced fighting spirit, it may be because of her physical fitness. She has never been sick since she was a child, and her eyes and ears are better than others. Although Ye Qingxie's movements were light and gentle just now, his kick against the wall had already startled her. She didn't think much about it, and immediately took out the fruit knife in her arms, and put it on her neck, but because she was in a hurry and excited, she actually scratched herself.

"Ye Qingyu, don't be impulsive, I just came to see you."

Ye Qingxie was very helpless and annoyed, she spread her hands and explained, although she didn't believe this explanation herself.

Ye Qingyu's delicate face was full of indifference: "I said before, I won't promise anything until my brother comes back, so you can go."

"Why are you bothering about this? With Young Master Xue, do you want a life? Why suffer at Ye's house?" Ye Qingxie calmed down and began to persuade. For this task, the goal must be alive, so he didn't dare to move around, so he could only be patient and speak well.

"If my brother doesn't come back, if you 'force' me again, I will die." Ye Qingyu was still stubborn, shaking the knife in his hand, as if warning something.

"Alas..." Ye Qingxie sighed deeply, and with a glance in his eyes, he stopped the two subordinates outside the courtyard from pushing the door and entered, and touched it into his arms without a trace, and was about to use the last move: "There are some news that I didn't want to tell you. Originally, the family wanted you to marry happily into Xue's family and live happily for the rest of your life, but why are you still so stubborn... The family received the news half a month ago that your brother... was in danger in the wild mountain range. Confirmed, your brother is dead."

"In distress? My brother is dead? Impossible, impossible, you are lying to me, I don't believe it." Ye Qingyu was still indifferent, with a stubborn tone, but the hand holding the knife shook even more.

Ye Qingxie shook her head with a gloomy expression, then turned her head and said to a subordinate outside the door: "Ye Bao, show Miss Qingyu the death letter issued by the family."

Looking at the palm of white paper that Ye Bao spread far away, Ye Qingyu's heart tightened, and he looked at the words on it in disbelief: "In March 9998 of the Yanlong calendar, monsters rioted in the barren mountain range. Ye Gun, the lord of Mancheng, led the crowd to resist the monsters. The list of family members who died in battle: Ye Tiandong, Ye Ziyu...Ye Qinghan, Ye Xiaoshi, please give generous compensation to the families of the heroes who died in battle."

"Ye Qinghan, Ye Qinghan! Brother... Impossible, I don't believe it, this is fake, it's fake!" The dagger in Ye Qingyu's hand drooped feebly, shaking his head, and kept murmuring in a low voice. Two lines of tears slid down feebly, wet his face, and fell on the snow-white dress, printing plum blossoms.

"My condolences to Miss Qingyu, I think if cousin Qinghan is alive in heaven, I hope you will live well." Seeing that Ye Qingyu's knife was finally on the decline, a glint of joy flashed in Ye Qingxie's eyes, but it was instantly concealed by the sadness on his face.

"Where is the body? My brother is dead, where is the body?" Ye Qingyu asked suddenly, tears and grief were no longer in his eyes, but there seemed to be a trace of silent death.

"Your brother fell into a group of fourth-level monster shadow wolves. His body... seems to have been torn apart, and the rest must have been cremated together. Miss Qingyu, please forgive me." Ye Qingxie whispered in pain, but she was very satisfied with her performance in her heart.

"Torn up? Uh, torn up!"

Ye Qingyu easily believed Ye Qingxie's words, because she believed that although the family violated her wishes and asked her to marry Xue Wuhen, at least they did not force her too much, let alone deceive her with such a big matter. The Ye family is one of the five major families, and such methods should not be abused.

It's just that she didn't know that all of this was not the intention of the family. It was someone who was bold enough to use despicable means and do shameless things in the name of the family.

Looking at the rising sun in the east and the patches of bright red morning glow, Ye Qingyu seemed to see not clouds, but smiling faces of his brothers. [

"Kangdang."

Under the hopeful gazes of the three of Ye Qingxie, the fruit knife finally fell to the ground and bounced back, shining dazzlingly under the refraction of the sun.

"elder brother……"

Ye Qingyu let out a mournful cry, and before Ye Qingxie had no reaction, she resolutely slammed into the wall behind, and after a crackling sound like a watermelon, the snow-white wall was dyed a bright red...

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

The sad voice resounded through the east courtyard, echoed in all directions, and drifted into the distance.

"murmur!"

A more rich and sad voice echoed, the voice was high-pitched and deafening, piercing the sky and piercing the sky.

"ah……"

In the terrified eyes of the three of Ye Qingxie, a black figure directly broke into the door. The black figure stared blankly, and 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 short period of panic, Ye Qingxie gradually became annoyed, and cursed in a low voice, the matter was messed up, and he needed to ask his master for further instructions on how to deal with the aftermath, so he winked like Ye Bao, signaling him to report the situation here to Ye Qingkuang.

Ye Bao nodded silently, turned around and was about to leave. As for Ye Qinghan who was standing stupidly beside him, although he felt a little sympathetic, he didn't feel relieved at all. He gave him a cold look and walked over from the side.

"boom"

However, the next second, Yebao began to regret, regretting his contempt and carelessness. Looking at Ye Qinghan's cold eyes without a trace of emotion, and the fist that was not as big as the casserole, but more powerful than the casserole. He touched his chest, spat out a mouthful of blood, and curled up on the ground in pain.

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

Ye Qingxie shouted loudly at the first moment, Yebao is his personal subordinate, and it doesn't allow others to be smashed casually. It's just... In response to his words, it was a leg that was raised high but weighed down heavily.

"boom!"

The lobster-like night leopard curled up on the ground, its arched back was flattened under this heavy leg, and the chilling bone cracking sounded continuously, as if the shelf supporting the hanging grapes suddenly broke, and the whole grape trellis instantly fell apart.

"You..." Ye Qingxie couldn't bear to look at Ye Bao, who had collapsed on the ground, dying beyond death. There was a chill in his heart, and he wanted to say something, but seeing Ye Qinghan's eyes as cold as ice swept over him, he couldn't say anything.

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

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

The younger sister's body is still a little warm, which means that the vitality has not completely faded. The first thing Ye Qinghan has to do now is to rescue the younger sister immediately, not kill someone. It's just that he is not a genius doctor, and he doesn't know how to save people. He can only put all his hopes on the bronze ring with magical healing functions.

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