"Ah?" The boy was confused and asked subconsciously: "Who to change?"

"Of course it's me." Si Qingjiu smiled at him with a deep look in her eyes: "The weather is getting colder, it's time for me to take the position."

"..." Si Lang frowned. Why did he feel that his elder brother suddenly became a middle school student? Was he sick again?

The thought of this made him sad.

It was all their fault for being useless and unable to practice, otherwise, why would their family treat them and their brothers like this.

Seeing that his elder brother was about to leave, Si Lang quickly came back to his senses and grabbed him, "Brother, where are you going?"

"Of course, we're going to see our scumbag father and ask him to abdicate." Si Qingjiu looked at his brother strangely. Didn't he tell him everything? Why was he still asking? Could it be that his brother was also fed the mood-inducing drug and his brain became slow?

Si Lang looked unhappy. His elder brother really wanted to go.

He thought it was just talk.

Could it be?

"Brother, do you have any plans?"

"No need for any plan." Si Qingjiu patted his shoulder. "There's no need to waste your plans on dealing with this kind of bastard."

In an ancient martial arts family, although the head of the family does not necessarily have to have high martial arts skills, they also believe in one thing: the strong are respected.

Besides, everyone in their Si family, from the head of the family and the elders to the disciples and servants, is bad. He has no intention of keeping anyone. He is ready to wipe them out at once. There is no need to think so much.

Si Lang had no idea what his brother was thinking, he was just very upset.

What’s wrong with his brother? Why is he suddenly so, so... Was he stimulated by Hua Qiu’s news?

He didn't know why he disliked Hua Qiuran. The other party didn't do anything to him and was quite friendly. He would give him gifts he liked on every birthday.

But he just couldn't like it.

On the contrary, his elder brother often ignored him and sometimes even scolded him. After he got angry, he couldn't help but run over to him, as if he was looking for trouble.

It's quite strange anyway.

Si Qingjiu walked to the door and found that no one had caught up with him, so he turned around and said, "Si Lang, why aren't you catching up?"

When a quarrel breaks out later, it would be better for his younger brother to be by his side, in case he is unable to take care of his cruel and ruthless father.

He had no doubt that his father would do that. After all, he had already done it, right?

"Oh, here I come." Si Lang responded subconsciously and ran over.

Standing behind his elder brother, he realized that his elder brother

We have to go find his father and ask him to abdicate.

This, this...

Si Lang was extremely anxious, and his mind was frantically thinking about how to stop his brother from committing suicide.

His father will definitely punish his brother then. What should he do?

However, before he could come up with a solution, Si Qingjiu had already walked into the lobby.

The Si family's ancestral home is a quadrangle courtyard, with the lobby in the front yard, which is rarely used.

No one goes except for family gatherings and entertaining guests.

Because of the Mo family's affairs, the lobby was full of people at this moment.

The head of the Si family, Si Tangsheng, eight elders, the elders' closed disciples, and the younger generation of the Si family, each occupied two sides.

When Si Qingjiu and Si Lang came over, the atmosphere was still a bit lively.

When I saw them, I became quiet instantly.

Si Tangsheng, who was sitting in the main seat, frowned immediately and said impatiently: "What are you doing here? This is not a place for you to come. Go back immediately."

The other elders did not speak, but just looked at them with the same dissatisfaction.

Si Lang looked grim and clenched his fists. He and his elder brother were the most qualified to come here.

Just as he was about to speak, a laugh was heard.

Everyone looked over.

"Si Qingjiu, what are you doing again?" The Great Elder had a cold expression on his face.

The third elder was also very worried: "Leave here immediately, otherwise we will use family law to punish you."

"Family rules? Hahahaha." Si Qingjiu laughed even louder, full of mockery, "Third Elder, who do you think you are? How dare you speak to this young master like that?"

"Siqing wine."

“Brother!”

The Third Elder and Si Lang spoke at the same time. The Third Elder was full of anger and Si Lang was extremely anxious.

He didn't expect that his elder brother would be so ruthless this time and directly confront the elders.

Their father would never stand on their side.

Looking at his father, as expected, his eyes were full of disgust and resentment could not help rising in his heart.

Obviously he is his biological son, but he is not as good as an adopted son. He suppresses them everywhere, making their lives worse than those of the servants in the house.

At this moment, he kind of understood what his elder brother was doing. He had been holding it in for more than twenty years and he probably couldn't bear it any longer.

In fact, he wanted to too.

But he can't, he doesn't have the strength.

Si Qingjiu patted his brother soothingly, then walked in with a cold look in his eyes: "This young master's name cannot be called by anything.

From now on, you may address me as Young Master, Young Master, or Young Master. If anyone dares to address me as the wrong name, don’t blame me for being rude.”

"Si Qingjiu, you...ah."

Before the Third Elder could finish his words, he felt a sudden pain in his chest and spat out a mouthful of blood.

The eyes of the people who were watching suddenly widened in disbelief.

What's going on?

The disciple standing behind the Third Elder hurried forward and supported the pale-faced Third Elder, "Master, Master, how are you?"

The third elder stared at Si Qingjiu with horror in his eyes: "It's you, you..."

"Think about it first." Si Qingjiu glanced over lightly, waved his hand, and an empty chair next to him flew over quickly and landed in front of him.

He walked over and slowly sat down amidst a crowd of astonished and confused gazes.

With both hands on the armrests, he looked directly at Si Tangsheng across from him, "You too."

Si Tangsheng's face was dark, but he kept thinking in his heart, how did he do that just now? Was he pretending, or was his strength really so strong that no one present could react in time and he injured the third elder.

But this is impossible.

Seeing that everyone was quiet, Si Qingjiu leaned back in his chair and said, "Since you are silent, it's just right for me to say something. Today, I am here for two things. First, Si Tangsheng, your position should be replaced. Second, you should pay back the debt you owe to us brothers."

"Si Qingjiu, you...hmm." The Great Elder pursed his lips tightly to prevent the rusty taste rising from his mouth from coming out.

But everyone saw his situation and understood.

He looked at Si Qingjiu in horror, feeling uneasy. When did he make the move? I clearly didn't see him make the move just now.

No.

He seemed to have just snapped his fingers.

Thinking of this, everyone looked at his hand.

Si Qingjiu rested his left hand on the armrest and was putting it away.

It was obvious that his action just now was the culprit that caused the Great Elder to vomit blood.

But the more this happened, the more shocked everyone was at him.

How could he be so powerful?

Isn't he a waste?

Si Lang also had a look of doubt on his face. What happened? Why was he worried about whether his elder brother was having a seizure or something happened in the last second, but the situation seemed to be reversed the next second?

When did his elder brother become so powerful, or was he dreaming?

I couldn't help but pinch my thigh, 'hiss'

pain.

It's not a dream.

Si Qingjiu heard the noise, turned around, and saw his stupid brother grimacing in pain. He was speechless for a moment.

With a wave of his hand, another chair flew over and landed next to him: "Come here and sit down."

"Oh oh oh." Si Lang immediately ran over, sat down obediently, and looked at his brother with curiosity.

He now had a lot of questions in his mind, but he knew it was not the right time, so he kept his mouth shut.

The lobby was even quieter. After the Great Elder's accident, no one showed up to deal with this incident.

They didn't know why Si Qingjiu suddenly became like this, and they didn't know the extent of his words, so they all looked at the head of the family in the main seat, wanting him to come forward.

Although Si Tangsheng was also shocked, he was not really afraid or worried. Seeing this, he shouted angrily: "Si Qingjiu, you are so presumptuous."

"I'm being presumptuous?" Si Qingjiu smiled, but the smile didn't reach his eyes: "Si Tangsheng, you may have forgotten what this young master just said."

With a wave of his hand, a materialized energy force quickly attacked him, so fast that everyone only felt a shadow passing before their eyes, accompanied by the sound of breaking through the air.

Si Tangsheng's face changed and he quickly counterattacked. He thought he could easily resist it, but unexpectedly, the invisible force directly penetrated his internal force and hit his chest in the blink of an eye.

Immediately, shocks occurred in his body and Si Tangsheng's face turned pale.

The indifference in his eyes finally faded away, and instead there was some solemnity and uneasiness.

It is impossible for him to practice. Even if he did, he would never have such high strength. What went wrong must have happened.

"you…"

"You want to ask, I obviously can't practice, I'm a waste, how could I become like this?" Si Qingjiu interrupted him with a smile, his expression was playful and full of undisguised sarcasm.

Without waiting for his answer, her tone became sharp: "You allowed Hua Qiu to give me drugs that stimulated my emotions and destroyed my body. You also gave me drugs that abolished my talent. So, are you shocked that I didn't die and am stronger than you?"

"What?"

"How is that possible?"

"Drug?"

"elder brother!"

Many people present couldn't help screaming, their heads buzzing with fear at the news.

Is this true?

Did the master of the house really do that?

His eyes kept moving between Si Qingjiu and Si Tangsheng, his face looking dazed.

Even the elders found it difficult to understand

letter.

They really didn't know this and just thought that Si Qingjiu had a useless physique since childhood and couldn't practice.

He attributed his change in temper to his mother's death and the subsequent events that stimulated him, and did not think much about it.

Now he said this, if it is true, what will the owner of this house do?

The elder who knew Hua Qiu's true identity understood it immediately and had a complicated look on his face.

Si Tangsheng had never expected that Si Qingjiu would know all these things, and murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

He originally didn't want to be so ruthless, but now, he can't stay.

"What, you want to kill me?" Si Qingjiu didn't miss his performance and sneered.

He pressed his younger brother beside him, stood up, and walked towards Si Tangsheng step by step.

"When my mom was giving birth, you told her that Hua Qiu was your illegitimate child. You loved Hua Qiu's mother and didn't love my mom at all. You married her just to get promoted. When you killed her, did you ever think about your own fate?"

"You!" Si Tangsheng's pupils shrank. How could it be possible? How could he even know this?

Si Lang was confused. Hua Qiu was his biological brother and his father’s illegitimate son?

His mother wasn't killed by himself, but by his father?

Others who didn't know this were also shocked.

The look they gave their family head became extremely complicated.

Si Qingjiu stopped three steps away, his eyes cold: "Si Tangsheng, are you ready to pay it back?"

"Asshole, what are you talking about?" Si Tangsheng yelled, grabbed the teacup on the table and threw it at Si Qingjiu. !