I Don’T Want To Be This Master For A Day Anymore. Chapter 66

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“Xiao Wan.”

When Qiu Yin’an’s call came, Wan Qiongju was sitting under the boulder at the other end of the barrier where the Tan Bell Beast was imprisoned, with his eyes closed and meditating. Lying next to him was Yu Jingyan, who was weakly breathing.

Hearing the sound, Wan Qiongju stood up with one hand on the ground and ran towards Qiu Yin’an. When he saw Bai Chengying following behind Qiu Yin’an, the smile on his face stopped abruptly.

Qiu Yin’an turned his head and glanced at the person behind him who was entangled with him from the corner of his eye. Then he took two steps forward and took Wan Qiongju’s arm. “I can’t match him in the flying skills of flying weapons. There is nothing I can do.”

Wan Qiongju took Qiu Yin’an’s hand and led him towards him, his eyes still staring at Bai Chengying warily, “As long as he didn’t hurt you.”

Bai Chengying sneered and said: “I can never hurt Yin’an, but I want to ask you, what are you plotting with Changchuan in secret conversations in front of Xishan Palace? Are you trying to harm Yin’an?”

Wan Qiongju turned his eyes to Qiu Yin’an and saw the impatience in Qiu Yin’an’s brows and eyes. It was obvious that he didn’t believe Bai Chengying’s words at all.

“When did you see Changchuan and I talking secretly?” Wan Qiongju raised his eyebrows and asked, “Since you saw it, why didn’t you come forward and listen to what we were talking about?”

“At that time, going to alert the enemy will only allow you to be on guard.” Bai Chengying drew his sword and pointed it at Wan Qiongju and shouted, “But I will keep an eye on you. Sooner or later, you will show your weakness in front of Yin’an.”

“That’s enough.” Qiu Yin’an swung his sword to block Bai Chengying’s sword hanging in front of Wan Qiongju’s throat. The metal collided with a clang sound, which made Qiu Yin’an’s mouth numb.

Bai Chengying almost lost his sword, “Yin’an, one day I will put the evidence of Wan Qiongju’s collusion with Wu Xiu in front of you. They are deliberately trying to harm you. Whether you believe it or not, I will protect you.”

Bai Chengying always acted like he wanted to stand up for himself, which made Qiu Yin’an feel disgusted.

With a knife on his head, Wan Qiongju was with him day and night, intimately connected. If he wanted to harm him, the grass on his grave would be up to his waist by now, so why would he collude with Chang Chuan?

Qiu Yin’an didn’t believe a word Bai Chengying said, and didn’t want to hear a word. He, an outsider, was not qualified to question Wan Qiongju.

Qiu Yin’an never doubted Wan Qiongju from the beginning to the end, and only raised the knife to protect him. Wan Qiongju already knew his attitude, so he didn’t give any unnecessary explanations to Qiu Yin’an.

Yu Jingyan had previously confessed that it was Bai Chengying’s disciples who accepted the assignment to massacre Jiuling Mountain, so Wan Qiongju asked: “Master, was it really Bai Chengying who ordered his disciples to massacre Jiuling Mountain? Where is Brother Xiaoye? Where he is now, has he told you?”

When Wan Qiongju mentioned this matter, Bai Chengying’s face turned ugly, “Wan Qiongju, stop making trouble here.”

“It is indeed you who did this. Why did he start making trouble? Bai Chengying, I will never let you go.” Qiu Yin’an had already raised his sword and was ready to attack. At this time, Chen Liang and Hai Di also rushed over.

“Qiu Yin’an, where is my son?” Chen Liang was still breathless, looking around the dark cave in a panic, and suddenly saw a figure lying on the ground in front of a cluster of shimmering flames.

Just when Yu Jingyan was reaching for him, Chenliang rushed over with tears streaming down his face, “My son, daddy is late.”

When Yu Jingyan was escorted over by Wan Qiongju, there were two bone-deep wounds on his thighs, leaving a lot of blood.

Now his lips are black and blue, and he already has the look of death.

Yu Jingyan raised his hand as he was dying, let out a roar, and said hello to his father for the last time in this life, then he closed his eyes completely.

“Jing Yan, Jing Yan—” Chen Liang yelled and shook, “Don’t scare me.”

Hai Di stepped forward and took Yu Jingyan’s hand, feeling for a bit of spiritual energy to go in. After a moment, he put down the limp wrist and said, “My lord, my condolences.”

Chen Liang didn’t seem to understand what Hai Di said. He ordered with a trembling voice, “Hai Di, you have great medical skills. You must have a solution. Please save Jingyan quickly.”

Hai Di shook his head and said, “Reporting to the lord, the young master’s foundation is weak and I am powerless to save him.”

The pain on Chen Liang’s face suddenly froze. A few days ago, his son was still arrogant and domineering in Dongshan Palace, and now he was lying in his arms so silently. Chen Liang couldn’t accept it for a while. He still patted Yu Jingyan’s face in defiance, “Jingyan, wake up quickly, dad will take you home.”

Qiu Yin’an stood down from a high position, looking at the father and son hugging each other tightly with cold eyes, “Chen Liang, when you ordered the disciples of Bai Chengying’s sect to bloodbath Jiuling Mountain, did you ever think that the disciples of Jiuling Mountain were all people with unbroken ties, and that there were still people at home waiting for their reunion?”

Qiu Yin’an took a deep breath and said, “We have been traveling for so long. After all, today is New Year’s Eve. Yao Ye allows them to go down the mountain to reunite with their families every year, but this year their families can no longer wait for them.”

Chen Liang’s eyes were about to burst, and he yelled crazily: “How can their miserable lives be compared with my son’s?”

Chen Liang placed Yu Jingyan in bed and stood up slowly. There were no more tears in his eyes, only the murderous intent rising to the sky, “Qiu Yin’an, I want your master and disciple to pay for their lives.”

Chen Liang formed a seal with his hands, his sleeves and robes fluttered, and he summoned an indigo sword with a wave of his hand.

Qiu Yin’an’s head suddenly sank. Why wasn’t Chenliang’s spell sealed?

Qiu Yin’an’s thoughts were racing rapidly. Back then, the horoscopes of his ancestors were buried in the center of the altar, but he was so suppressed that he couldn’t even summon the two swords. But now, the horoscopes of Chenliang’s own birth date were buried here. How could he still use his magic power?

Qiu Yin’an’s mind was spinning as he looked at the cold silver light flowing on the sword.

Chen Liang had already raised his sword and flew towards Qiu Yin’an, looking at the posture, he was going to kill him directly on the neck. The doubts in Qiu Yin’an’s mind were still lingering, so his reaction was half a beat too slow. At the critical moment, Wan Qiongju activated the soul guard lamp, and the light shield emitted by the soul guard lamp in front of the two people stopped the sword.

There was a loud bang, and Qiu Yin’an’s thoughts came back to him. He immediately raised the knife across his chest in a defensive posture.

Originally, I thought that Chenliang’s magic power would be suppressed, so he could be taken down without much effort, but now there are many variables, the whereabouts of the Yao Ye siblings are unknown, Bai Chengying’s heart has recovered, and Chenliang’s magic power has not been suppressed. Qiu Yin’an is overwhelmed by all these things.

Wan Qiongju seemed to be able to see Qiu Yin’an’s heart. He held Qiu Yin’an’s hand and transferred the spiritual power around his body, so that Qiu Yin’an could feel the powerful force in his body. “Master, your most loyal disciple can now be used by you. Feel free to fight.”

Qiu Yin’an could clearly sense the majestic power surging in Wan Qiongju’s body. He was shocked and calm in his heart. He didn’t know that Wan Qiongju’s mana had increased so much. He had no time to doubt, but secretly breathed a sigh of relief. After all, he needed such a powerful helper at this moment.

Qiu Yin’an and his disciples had soul protection lamps. Chen Liang knew that without Bai Chengying in this battle, it would be impossible to kill Qiu Yin’an and Wan Qiongju with just himself and Haidi. However, Bai Chengying was full of obsession with Qiu Yin’an. If he wanted him to deal with Qiu Yin’an, he would have to put a lot of thought into it.

But fortunately, Bai Chengying has already stepped into his first trap and massacred Jiuling Mountain. With this deep hatred, Bai Chengying has become a confirmed bad guy in Qiu Yin’an, and there is no possibility of turning over. At the moment, Chen Liang only needs Bai Chengying to understand this.

Chen Liang said seductively towards Bai Chengying: “Chengying, your disciples slaughtered Jiuling Mountain with blood. Qiu Yin’an will never forgive you in this life. If you want to get him, you can only capture him and take him in prison. Otherwise, you have nothing to hope for. If you don’t help me now, what are you waiting for?”

Bai Chengying held the sword tightly, and the sword buzzed restlessly in the sheath. He looked at Qiu Yin’an with a hint of despair in his eyes, “Yin’an, do you and I have to go to the step my master said before I can get you?”

Qiu Yin’an turned his face away in disgust. Bai Chengying’s twisted love made him deeply tired and bored. He had to have a good fight with Bai Chengying today, and let this disgusting entanglement be pierced and shattered in the sword fight.

Qiu Yin’an was so stingy that she didn’t want to answer Bai Chengying with a word. She only raised the knife and was ready to fight him at any time. Bai Chengying’s hot heart was completely cold.

He slowly pulled out the sword, his eyes wandering over Qiu Yin’an, as if he was appreciating a masterpiece, “I was reluctant to force you at first, but now that I think about it, for such a beautiful person like you, it should be more enjoyable to force it.”

Wan Qiongju’s majestic spiritual energy suddenly condensed. When he looked at Bai Chengying, his eyes seemed to be full of fire, and his voice was as cold as a cold pool, “Bai Chengying, do you dare to have such an idea?”