He Qingfeng was also very happy to see that the two had resumed their relationship as brothers, and he was very surprised when he learned that Zhuo Yifan was going to give the blood-drinking sword to him for safekeeping.

"Brother Yifan, you have to know that the Blood Drinking Sword is a peerless sword, such a valuable thing, how can I He Qingfeng keep it for you? No, no!"

"Brother Qingfeng, this blood-drinking sword is indeed very rare and very powerful, because of this, it needs to be taken care of, this great catastrophe in the rivers and lakes, a big reason is because of its appearance, I think only the Bashan faction has the strength and qualifications to take care of it at the moment. ”

"Having said that, outsiders may mistakenly think that it is me He Qingfeng who covets your sword, in that case, I can't wash it away by jumping into the Yellow River. ”

"No, this blood-drinking sword was originally tempered from the Shennong Ding of your Bashan faction, and you deserve to keep it. Saying that, Zhuo Yifan handed the blood-drinking sword to He Qingfeng.

Just when He Qingfeng was at a loss and reached out to pick up the blood sword, Xiangyi walked in.

"Wait!"

Hearing this, He Qingfeng curled up his hand and looked at Xiangyi suspiciously.

"Xiangyi, you're here to stop me from sending the sword again?"

Xiangyi didn't answer Zhuo Yifan, but looked at He Qingfeng intently, as if he wanted to find out some secret from his expression.

Then, she turned her gaze to Zhuo Yi and examined his expression.

staring at him so closely made He Qingfeng and Zhuo Yi both a little confused.

"Zhuo Yifan, you've been through so many things, why can't you have a longer memory?" Xiangyi sighed.

"Xiangyi, now that the dust has settled, all the revenge that should be avenged has been avenged, and the unreported has been resolved, I don't want to hold this sword anymore, it is the most suitable to give it to the Bashan faction. Zhuo Yifan said.

"You're too young, you dare to say this, why do I think the black curtain has just been put down, and the devil's claws have just been stretched out." Xiangyi looked at He Qingfeng Dao.

Seeing that Xiang Yi was soft and firm, and his words were prickly, He Qingfeng shook his head speechlessly, he seemed to be used to Xiang Yi imagining him as a bad person.

However, in his silent performance, Xiangyi did not stop talking, but still knocked him on the side, and finally he couldn't help but speak.

"Xiangyi, I know that the matter between the two of us hurts you a lot, but the fate of the two of us is really over, and it is good for each other to let go, why do you bother with it?"

Xiang Yi pursed his lips after hearing this, "When did I get angry?"

"Why do you always speculate about me with malice? I remember when we were together, you weren't like that. Do you have to treat me with this attitude just because our relationship is over?"

Zhuo Yi nodded after hearing this, and agreed very much with He Qingfeng's statement, and Zhuo Yifan also felt justified in this.

"He Qingfeng, I know you are very good at saying it, but I think this thing is not so simple. Xiangyi Road.

"What else can there be? He Qingfeng said.

"I always feel that you and Zhuo Yi are acting, I feel that the two of you are playing the emotional card, by expelling the yin spirit for Situ Yu'er, and distributing gold and silver treasures to the poor people, let us trust you, especially Zhuo Yifan. Xiangyi Road.

Hearing this, He Qingfeng's face was full of helplessness, and he could see that he couldn't bear Xiangyi's arrogant speculation about him, but he couldn't refute it.

"Miss Xiangyi, I think you like to look at people and things with conspiracy theories, I and He Zhangmen did those things, just starting from the Bashan faction, just to save people from fire and water, you have to make a conspiracy, I suspect you have been forced too much by the conspiracy. "Zhuo Yidao.

"Zhuo Yi is right, Xiangyi, just because you have been deceived by a conspiracy, you can't regard all your actions as a conspiracy, that kind of words are sometimes fair, and eventually make you misjudge the world. He Qingfeng said.

In this way, Zhuo Yi and He Qingfeng continued to analyze Xiangyi's behavior, and even analyzed the inner reasons, which made Xiangyi speechless, after all, the analysis of the two was very reasonable.

Seeing that Xiangyi couldn't save face, Zhuo Yifan walked up to her and patted her on the shoulder gently, asking her not to be too stubborn and comfort her suspicious nerves.

"Zhuo Yifan, don't you believe what I said?" asked Xiangyi.

"Believe, I've always believed what you say, but this matter, I think you're a little too aggressive, they're not as bad as you think. Zhuo Yifan said with a smile.

Then, he handed the blood-drinking sword to He Qingfeng.

Seeing this, He Qingfeng reached out to catch the blood drinking sword again, but Xiangyi stepped forward again and blocked his outstretched hand.

"Zhuo Yifan, if you want to give it to him, you have to wait for a while, now is not the right time. Xiangyi said with a smile.

Zhuo Yifan was very helpless, now Xiang Yi was determined to stop the Blood Drinking Sword, so he had no choice but to give up and leave He Qingfeng's room with Xiang Yi.

After the two left, He Qingfeng was a little angry and a little sad. The woman who used to be in love with herself is now treating herself in this way.

Zhuo Yi looked at the blood dripping from his heart, and he didn't know what to say.

He Qingfeng walked out with a painful face, and then came to the disciples of the Bashan Sect and gave them some orders.

That night, Lin Qingyi couldn't sleep, and the scene of Yang Yang Wu asking to recognize him and return to the Shushan faction together always flashed in his mind.

The world said that Yang Yang Wu was the big devil, and when she didn't know that he was her father, she thought so, but after seeing him, that indescribable feeling made her hate him, although she didn't have any family affection with him.

The night, quietly, the mixed flavors in Lin Qingyi's heart continued, and in the dark night, it was even more fermented.

"I can't sleep, get up and talk. ”

Suddenly, a woman's voice said.

Then, the lights in Lin Qingyi's room turned on.

I saw a masked woman standing beside Lin Qingyi's bed, holding an oil lamp.

Then she placed the oil lamp on the table and sat down.

"Who are you?" Lin Qingyi said in surprise, but she didn't panic, because she felt that the masked woman didn't mean to harm her.

The masked woman looked at her and removed her veil.

"You ......"

"Xiyu'er, your sister. ”

Lin Qingyi's eyes widened when she heard this, she actually said that she was her sister, but her mother never mentioned it to herself.

Seeing Lin Qingyi's disbelieving expression, Xi Yu'er said softly: "We are half-sisters, and Yang Yang Wu is our father. ”

Lin Qingyi carefully looked at the Xiyu'er in front of her, and found that her face was really similar to herself.