Qin Langchuan and his entourage rushed to the Water Yun Garden, and as soon as they arrived outside the Rongdong Pavilion, they heard the mournful voice of the eldest lady Qin Ziyin coming from upstairs.

The strange flowers in the park are fragrant, the green grass is yinyin, on the rockery, the clear spring and waterfall, the water sound dingdong, the bamboo wheel waterwheel runs slowly and quietly, and the layout is exquisite, related to water, worthy of the word water rhyme. However, at this moment, the sound from the pavilion was extremely incongruous with the landscape. A few maids and maids dropped out of the downstairs, their faces colorless.

Uncle Qin Yi looked back and said, "You guys are waiting here, let's go up and have a look." Qi Beishan and Chen Sheng nodded and agreed, Jing Lingyu also wanted to go up, but after all, this is the boudoir of the young lady, and it is not good to look good in front of the master.

Qin Langchuan and Qin Yifei went upstairs, but they didn't care much, broke into the door, and looked into the house, only to see the indoor tables and chairs turned over, the lights and candles were crooked, the calligraphy and paintings on the wall were scattered, the clothes and sheets were thrown on the ground, and on the side of the copper cylinder, Qin Ziyin was wearing a wet chest wrapping silk yarn and was being hugged by a black boy from behind, the young man held her left wrist with his left hand, and held a long sword with her with his right hand, the blade was across her neck, and the two fought against each other, and they didn't know whether they were grabbing the sword or killing someone.

Qin Ziyin saw his father and grandfather appear in front of him, he was ashamed, annoyed and anxious, and a mouthful of blood sprayed on the spot, shouting: "Daddy......" His body went soft, fell down, and the long sword was snatched by the black boy in his hand.

Qin Yi roared angrily, leaned forward, and slashed out with one palm!

The black boy shouted, "Don't do it yet!"

A huge tea bottle behind him was swept by the palm wind, and it shattered in an instant, and the porcelain pieces flew one after another!

Qin Yi was undoubtedly a flower thief when he was a thief, but he didn't expect that this son's skills were not shallow, and his own style of "large sect of palms" was easily avoided by him, thinking: Yes, although my daughter has been fond of medicine since she was a child, she is also very involved in family studies, she can be taken advantage of by this son, it can be seen that this person cannot be underestimated, and she will attack again at the moment.

This young man is Chang Sihao. After Qin Ziyin regained consciousness, he was embarrassed, this time it was already a good thing to save people and immerse himself in the same tank, but he didn't expect that he was forced out of the water to invade his body, and he hugged others in a daze, and hugged and hugged him, the situation was unbearable, and he also told all the things in his heart, as soon as he thought of this, he didn't want to live anymore, he got up and picked up the sword on the wall and was about to commit suicide, how could Chang Sihao sit back and watch? The two of them writhed around the room, staggering the furnishings in the house. The maids and rings with Qin Ziyin were originally by the side of the eldest lady, but Chang Sihao's poison has no cure, and it must be forced out, Qin Ziyin was afraid that they would delay people's lives by blocking left and right, so they were sent away first, and ordered no one to go upstairs unless they were summoned.

When Chang Sihao was grabbing the sword, he suddenly saw two people going upstairs, one was dressed in white and silver-haired, scattered like a cloud, with a long beard and snow, and his god was majestic, like a cold-eyed lion, old and crazy; He was about to speak, Qin Ziyin said Daddy was already paralyzed, but the middle-aged man who seemed to be a scribe waved his palm, and he couldn't explain, so he had to turn around and avoid it.

As soon as he took a breath, Qin Yi attacked in front of him again, Chang Sihao held the long sword in his hand, and wanted to resist, but he felt that it was inappropriate, so he had to dodge aside, shouting in his mouth: "Wait! Wait!"

Qin Yi ignored it, put his palms together, covered the direction where Chang Sihao could go left and right, and hit out with a "horizontal push eight hundred"!

Chang Sihao retreated with his horizontal sword in his chest, and the opponent's palms were slapping on the spine of the sword, and the huge momentum knocked his body up and smashed into the window!

With a bang, the wooden frame of the window lattice was shattered inch by inch, carrying flying nails and shredded paper, patent leather sawdust, scattered in all directions!

Chang Sihao's buttocks were backwards, his waist was like a shrimp bow, and his limbs were like the tail wings of a meteor, flying out of the air before he fell downward, and his chestnut body was like a black meteorite in the night.

When Qi Beishan and Chen Sheng saw someone flying out of the window, they were shocked in their hearts, and Jing Lingyu screamed softly, and the girls were even more screaming, their fingers blocking their lips, trembling like chaff.

Qi Beishan drew his knife and was about to step forward, only to see another person flying out of the window, the sleeves of his robe flying, like an eagle spreading its wings, it was the uncle Qin Yi, he shouted angrily: "I'll come by myself!" Qi Beishan stopped when he heard this. As soon as Chen Shengyi saw Chang Sihao, he hurriedly shouted: "Uncle is slow, it may be a misunderstanding!" Qi Beishan said: "Jinzhi, do you know this person?" Jinzhi is Chen Shengyi's word.

Chen Shengyi: "He is what I said about Brother Chang." ”

Qin Yi could still hear him speak, he was in the air, he had already seen Chang Sihao's landing point, waved his big sleeves, and struck out with a few palms in the air, it was the "passing water" of the "Great Sect Hui Palm"! Chang Sihao fell suddenly, and as soon as he stood up, the other party's palm force was in front of him, and he couldn't avoid it!

He didn't dare to stab people with a sword, and he couldn't dodge, so he suddenly remembered the pile method taught by the old man Baofu, turned his hips and jaws, bent his knees, crossed his two forearms, blocked his head and face, and tried his best to suffer this blow.

I only heard the loud noise, which shook the ear drums of everyone present, the mud and sand rose from the ground, and for a while the gravel and flowers flew together, the stone table and the rockery fell together, and even the bright moon of the nine days was darkened.

When the dust and smoke dissipate, looking forward from the people, I can't help but be surprised: I saw the rockery in the courtyard toppling, the mud blocked the clear spring, the stone table and stone bench were shaken to the side, the bamboo car and bamboo pipe that led the spring water earlier did not know where to go, the jade pillar of the cloister was covered with mud and sand, the flowers and herbs were lodging, and the water rhyme garden became a mud rhyme garden for a while. Chang Sihao folded out three feet away, kicked and kicked a few steps, just supported the figure, both hands still maintained the defensive posture before the palm, did not move at all, and the original foot of the place has appeared two soil pits, up to half a foot deep, the surrounding floor tiles are gone, obviously after he was hit by the palm, his feet were first nailed into the ground, and then under the reaction of the body bow and the ground, the floor tiles were ripped up together with the soil when the toes were up.

Qi Beishan's eyebrows furrowed, knowing that the uncle had a lot of affairs, but he didn't throw it down, and it was expected that this black boy looked unharmed on the outside, but his eyes were stunned, but he was afraid that most of the meridians in his body would be shattered, and it seemed that he would have to prepare a coffin later.

The fountain collapsed, the muddy water flowed sideways, and the ground was already dirty, Qin Yi lifted his breath slightly, his feet fell on the top of the corridor, looking at Chang Sihao's posture, but there was no joy in his heart, knowing that the other party turned his hips and jaws, empty chest and round back, obviously corrected the skeleton structure, so that the palm force on his body did not leave a trace, all of it went underground, but his body was not hurt at all. These palms of oneself are in vain, and they are no different from hitting the ground directly. Fortunately, the last palm added a horizontal force and knocked him backwards, otherwise he would lose an adult.

Chen Sheng told Qin Langchuan about the past in the Tayun Pavilion, and he had already said about Chang Sihao, but as soon as he entered the mansion, he was injured by the young master Qin Juexiang and omitted it. At this moment, I was afraid that the misunderstanding would deepen, so I shouted: "Uncle, this person is the little brother Chang Sihao Chang I said, I am afraid that there will be a misunderstanding here, and move slowly, everyone will explain it clearly!"

Qi Beishan knew his mind, the Qin family's talents have withered over the years, and although there are many knights and swordsmen under his command, they are unbearable. If you get this son, you can count it as one more hard hand. As soon as Chen Sheng rescued him and invited him, he also had the heart of love and talent, but this kid actually did such a thing to the eldest lady, everyone witnessed it with their own eyes, and the facts are there, what else is there to say?

"Brother Chen," Cang Chang sighed, Qin Yi had a long knife with a bright thin blade in his hand, his fingers rubbed lightly, twisted the silk rope hanging from the sheath around his waist, he threw the scabbard casually, the long knife pointed obliquely, his eyes were cold, and said: "No need to say it! I will teach him to die today!"