1.

That was the longest waiting period in my life.

Although this waiting was just a moment of Han Qianlang's contemplation. When he opened his mouth to tell me the answer, he wiped out my only hope and threw me into the deep valley where hope was broken.

Han Qianlang said: "No."

I still didn't give up, and I said, "Can it be your subordinate..."

"It's impossible!" Han Qianlang told me with great confidence, "I have always been extremely strict with my subordinates, and they will never dare to do things behind my back."

Yeah?

How do you explain the fat and thinness that I killed last night?

I said, "What if there is?"

Han Qianlang was stunned and said to me word by word: "Absolutely no!"

Yu Shisan suddenly stood up and roared at Han Qianlang: "Give me my sister back!"

Han Qianlang glanced at Yu Shisan, snorted coldly, and said, "Yes. I never do a loss-making business. I have spent so much effort to bring your sister from Qingya Valley to Snaketou Mountain. As long as you can get ten thousand taels of silver, I will return the girl to you!"

Yu Shisan roared, "I'll kill you!" After that, he grabbed the dagger and was about to rush forward.

I reached out to stop him and said, "Don't go and die!"

Yu Shisan struggled and shouted: "Let me go, I'm not afraid of death!"

I shouted loudly: "You are dead, who will save your sister!"

Yu Shisan was stunned. The first and only time he looked at me with a begging look, and said with a slight sob: "Save my Qing'er, save my sister!"

I will.

But I didn't say it, because before I completely broke up with Han Qianlang, I had to confirm something from him - is Shu Yao on the Snake Head Mountain?

I slowly pushed Yu Shisan to me and said to Han Qianlang: "More than a month ago, my daughter disappeared in Zanglongjiao. Now I broke into Snaketou Mountain to ask clearly whether this matter was your people kidnapped my daughter."

"Your daughter?" Han Qianlang frowned and asked, "She...is she... good-looking?"

Of course she looks good!

However, when Han Qianlang asked such words, I was very disgusted and did not want to answer him.

I said, "She is just a four-year-old child. If you catch her, return her to me." I suppressed my anger and added, "It's okay to make as much money!"

Han Qianlang shook his head helplessly and said, "Hero Ji, I don't know who you heard about such a thing from. But I can tell you responsibly that it is impossible for a precious daughter to be with us."

I asked, "Why are you so sure?"

Han Qianlang smiled and said, "Hero Ji doesn't understand our business. Any woman who looks good in this world may be caught by us, but in the early stage... she must be a woman!" He gently shook the iron palm fan in his hand and said contemptuously: "One

What’s the use of a four-year-old girl? Do we have to raise her for ten years and wait until she grows into a woman before selling it? We don’t have that much thought!”

I felt even more sad because Han Qianlang's words were very reasonable. They did not need to plunder a girl who was only four years old. However, after working hard and finally obtained clues, how could I give up on this only hope?

Even if this hope is shattered, I have to see it with my own eyes!

I pointed to the Baihua Cave behind Han Qianlang and said, "I want to go in and take a look."

Han Qianlang did not agree, but he did not object. But when I walked to Han Qianlang, an iron palm fan "wailed" in front of me.

Han Qianlang said: "Haven Ji, I have heard of Lujia Villa back then, and I know that I am not a match for Hero Ji. But my Black Snake Gang has the rules of the Black Snake Gang, and no one can break through this Baihua Cave."

I said, "What if I had to break through?"

Han Qianlang snorted coldly and said, "Then you have to ask if the iron fan in my hand agrees."

I snorted coldly, asked at the iron fan in his hand, "I want to go in, do you agree?"

......

I said, "It doesn't say anything, I just assumed it was agreed." After that, I lifted the sword and picked Han Qianlang's arm and pushed him aside.

Han Qianlang said angrily: "You dare to fool me!" The iron palm fan in his hand waved at me, and a strong wind blew over, and a very strong inner vaguely contained inside.

I leaped backwards and jumped several meters away. But to my surprise, the wind from Han Qianlang's iron palm fan did not fade, but became more vigorous. The gravel on the ground was like several hidden weapons being emitted. I wanted to avoid the strong wind on the left side, and the gravels raised by the wind hit the stone walls in the distance and broke into powder.

What a powerful internal force!

I was not surprised. I thought that Chen Dadao's martial arts were just the last among the top ten sects. I didn't expect that one of his subordinates Xu Changfeng had such strong internal strength.

It seems that there are still many masters hidden in this world, but I have never encountered them before.

2.

Helplessly, I could only draw out the green lightsaber again.

When the blue light shone, I saw Han Qianlang's face turn blue. I thought it was reflected by the light of the blue light sword, but I also felt that Han Qianlang's face seemed to be emitted from the inside.

I inserted the green lightsaber into the scabbard again, and Han Qianlang's face was still blue. He stared at the sword in my hand, and there seemed to be a look of horror in his eyes.

"This, is this sword..." Han Qianlang said in a trembling voice, "Qing, Qing Light Sword?"

I pulled out the green light sword again, showed it to Han Qianlang, and said, "No. Do you recognize this sword?"

Han Qianlang's face suddenly turned pale, and his terror became heavier. His eyes fell on my left hand and another hand that had never been pulled out.

On the sword, the blood light hidden under the snow silver sword sheath.

"Then, that other hand is..."

I said, "It's the Blood Sword!"

Han Qianlangzi trembled suddenly and staggered back a few steps, his eyes dull, as if he was thinking of something that scared him. For some reason, his hand reached under his crotch and kept murmuring: "Impossible, Impossible!"

impossible?

I said, "Do you want to see it?"

"No!"

Han Qianlang shouted like crazy, his eyes suddenly became extremely fierce, and the iron palm fan in his hand was slashing at me like a knife.

The iron palm fan made a "rustling" sound in the air, and the small and narrow sound was very unique. But the sound also reminded me that the edges of the iron palm fan were as sharp as a knife!

I lifted up the green lightsaber to block it, thinking that the seemingly ordinary iron palm fan would never be able to fight against the green lightsaber that was cut as iron as mud.

However, when the iron palm fan and the green lightsaber intersected, I heard a raging roar in the iron palm fan, as if I had seen a strong enemy who had been in trouble for many years, and was desperate to compete with the green lightsaber again for winning or losing.

Han Qianlang seemed to be crazy. He shouted loudly, and a fan of iron palm, and the strong wind rushed towards me again, carrying countless gravels, bringing me into the corner.

I swung my sword into a shield, and drove the stones flying towards me.

But Han Qianlang didn't give me any chance to breathe, and rushed towards me with a more sharp and powerful offensive. The iron palm fan in his hand made a "rustling" sound again, and its sharpness was simply irresistible.

When the opponent's sharpness is revealed, you should avoid his sharpness and wait for an opportunity to slash his sharpness. In the ancient Ting Lan, there is a move to slash his opponent's sharpness in the eleven sword moves.

But this move is too cruel. So, I have never used it in the past few years.

However, facing Han Qianlang who was coming towards him, there was nothing to worry about when dealing with such evil people.

I let out a heavy breath, held the long sword and rushed forward, but dodged the side as the fan edge was about to chop me, and sent the green light sword in my hand straight between Han Qianlang's legs.

"ah!"

Han Qianlang screamed, which was a very painful cry.

I exchanged positions with Han Qianlang, facing away from me. Han Qianlang moaned in pain behind me. Although I didn't want to do so, I didn't regret it.

I turned around and looked at Han Qianlang who was slowly squatting down with his legs. I heard his crying, a miserable cry. He murmured: "Why? Why?"

I said, "Because you are a thief, you have harmed many innocent girls. You deserve this!"

Han Qianlang endured the pain, and when he turned around, he was already crying. His square face was also twisted into an irregular polygon due to the pain. He said: "Twenty years have passed! 2

It's been ten years! I'm already a useless person, why don't you let me go!"

Twenty years?

I didn't understand what he was saying, so I asked, "What do you mean?"

Han Qianlang sniffed at me and shouted: "Twenty years ago it was the Blood Sword, twenty years later it was the Green Light Sword, the same sword move... Why don't you let me go!"

Green light and blood, sword madness for a lifetime.

I said, "What you are talking about is the sword maniac back then?"

Han Qianlang roared: "It's him! Ji Xiaofeng! I can't forget this name in my life! It's him! It's him who ruined my dignity as a man!"

I said, "He is my dad!"

Han Qianlang was stunned. His face suddenly stopped being so painful, but instead a desolate and bitter smile. He kept shaking his head and laughing at the sky, as if he had forgotten the pain.

"Why! Why!" Han Qianlang kept shouting, "I just claimed to be in the wind. What's wrong with peeing far?! What's wrong with it?"

3.

Just as Han Qianlang was immersed in self-deprecating for some reason, Yu Shisan suddenly rushed out from behind me, and a shiny dagger penetrated into Han Qianlang's heart. Han Qianlang stared at his eyes, and the corners of his mouth twitched. He said fiercely: "You, you little brat! You dare..."

Yu Shisan snorted coldly, his face as fierce as a man-eating beast, and said coldly to Han Qianlang: "Of course I dare! Because you deserve to die! You deserve to die!"

The dagger pulled out Han Qianlang's mouth without a trace, and blood spurted out like a spring, splashing Yu Shisan's face. The originally fierce face became even more ferocious.
To be continued...