Mother Qin shook her head with a complicated look and said softly, "The heir that my father-in-law chose was Brother Bai Xuan. When Brother Bai Xuan was seriously ill, my father-in-law carried him up the mountain and did not take care of his funeral.

My father-in-law asked me to choose a man to marry from among the Qin family's sons. I asked him if Brother Baixuan was really dead, and my father-in-law said that we should just assume that he died outside.

Now that my father-in-law is back and avoiding us, it's obvious that something's wrong. I suspect that Brother Bai Xuan should still be alive. After all, he is also one of the heirs of the Qin family."

Father Qin's eyes widened and he turned and rushed out the door.

Li Rong grabbed the man and asked, "Where are you going?"

Father Qin said anxiously: "Hai Rui has gone to see Ah Shu off!"

Li Rong asked calmly: "So?"

"..."Father Qin looked stunned and bewildered.

He didn't know what to do. He just felt that since his daughter had left, the son he had raised for so many years might no longer belong to him.

Father Qin looked at Li Rong anxiously: "Sister Rong, will you...will you divorce me?"

Back then, Qin Baixuan and Li Rong were a perfect match, the most well-matched couple in the clan, and the envy of many people.

If Qin Baixuan had not been terminally ill, Qin's father would never have had the chance to marry Li Rong.

Li Rong said angrily, "You are so old, why do you want to get a divorce? Do you think your life is too quiet?"

"No, no!" Father Qin hugged his wife and said, "I'm talking nonsense, Sister Rong, don't be angry!"

*

The back mountain is the Qin family’s forbidden area.

When Qin Shu saw the scene before her, she felt as if she had entered an illusory world.

“Bang!”

A blinding white light flashed, and the surrounding trees were shaken by the fluctuations of spiritual energy, making rustling sounds.

"How dare you plot against my disciples from Mount Longhu!"

An old Taoist in a Taoist robe was flying in the air, chasing and beating another man.

The man who was being chased and beaten was Kamei, a Brahmin.

Kamei fled in panic and ran towards Ito Juichirō who was surrounded by people: "Master, save me!"

Ito Juichirō's face was full of sarcasm, and he cursed, "Waste!"

He ordered the surrounding ninjas: "Kill that old thing!"

"Yes, young master!"

Several figures flew towards the Taoist master of Longhu Mountain.

This is clearly a case of using the majority to bully the minority.

The monks who were watching on the ground couldn't bear to watch it anymore.

"You Japanese are so presumptuous, do you think we Chinese have no one?!"

One after another, figures flew towards the Taoist master of Longhu Mountain to help, including Master Lingxi.

"boom!"

“Crack!”

The fight was so chaotic that it was dizzying to watch.

The surrounding flowers, plants and trees were affected. An ancient tree was broken by the powerful fluctuations of spiritual energy. With frequent cracking sounds, the damage to the tree became more and more serious.

Qin Shu and Qin Hairui opened their mouths slightly, looking stunned.

Qin Shu took a long time to find her voice: "Grandpa, what's going on? Why can they fly?"

Wu Weizi sneered, "The spiritual energy in the barrier leaks out, and the area of ​​dozens of miles around becomes a small training ground. When the barrier is closed, they will lose the ability to fly."

Qin Shu asked in surprise: "Can everyone in the cultivation world fly?"

Wu Weizi said: "No, most of the people in the cultivation world are ordinary people, and only a few can fly with swords to practice."

Seeing that the fight was getting more and more intense, Wuweizi snorted coldly, raised his hand, made a gesture, and shot out countless wind blades.

"boom--!"

The people who were fighting fiercely were separated roughly.

"How dare you!" Wuweizi let out a low shout with his aura rising.

Everyone looked over here, with expressions of shock and anger.

Wu Weizi looked down at everyone from a high position: "You are so presumptuous in my Qin family's territory, don't you want to live?"

Ito Juichirō had a ferocious expression, staring at Wuweizi with resentment: "Where did this old immortal come from! Kill him for me!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the ninjas rushed towards Wuweizi.

There was a flash of contempt in Wuweizi's eyes. He waved his sleeves casually, and the ninjas were blasted into a bloody mist.

This shocking scene made the arrogant Ito Juichirō turn pale and take several steps back.

Wu Weizi said calmly: "My granddaughter took you in out of kindness, but you are so ungrateful, you deserve to be killed!"

He quickly formed hand seals with his fingers, and several wind blades attacked Ito Juichirō.

Ito Juichirō turned around and ran away, not forgetting to pull Kamei beside him to block him.

"ah!"

A shrill scream was heard.

Kamei, who was used as a shield, turned into a ball of blood mist.

Wuweizi was like a cat playing with a mouse, chasing Ito Juichiro slowly and leisurely. Whenever the opponent pulled someone to take the blame, Wuweizi would take action to deal with him.

Qin Shu took the opportunity to come to Lingxi's side: "What on earth is going on?"

Lingxi wiped the sweat from his forehead and said very quickly: "The Brahmins have a Japanese spy, that is Kamei who just died. He used puppetry to control Xu Yangxia and let Ito Juichirō and other Japanese people in. The spiritual energy in the barrier is very strong today. Ito Juichirō is greedy and wants to drive us down the mountain and take the mountain for himself."

"Oh! He has a nice idea!"

Qin Shu sneered and glanced at Ito Juichirō who was being chased and beaten by his grandfather.

She raised her voice and shouted, "Grandpa, give me that ugly young master!"

"Okay!"

Wuweizi grabbed Ito Juichirō's neck from a distance and threw him fiercely at Qin Shu's feet.

Qin Shu raised her foot and stepped on Ito Juichirō's back, saying in a cold voice: "Your Ito family has long been abandoned by the Japanese royal family, and the direct line of the Ito family is almost extinct. You, a small shrimp who came out of nowhere, also want to covet the Qin family's things. Do you really think you have nine lives?"

Ito Juichirō glared at Qin Shu fiercely, with deep hatred hidden in his eyes.

"As long as there is one person left in the Ito family, we will fight to the death with your Qin family!"

Qin Shu curled her lips and sneered, lowered her voice, and said grimly: "Then I'll tell you, it won't be long before your branch of the Ito family will completely disappear!"

Over the years, Qin Shu has never given up attacking the Ito family.

Whether it was internal collapse or external damage, it took nearly ten years for the direct descendants of the Ito family to be wiped out.

Qin Shu didn't take small fry like Ito Juichirō seriously, but it was disgusting to keep them around.

"You dare!" Ito Juichirō's eyes were bloodshot.

Qin Shuhao turned her wrist slightly, and two silver needles pierced into Ito Juichirō's eyes.

"Your eyes are so ugly, it's better to get rid of them!"

“Ahhhh!!!”

Scary screams and wails were heard.

Ito Juichirō covered his bleeding eyes with his hands and rolled on the ground in pain.

Qin Shu did not let him go, and reached out her hand behind her: "Brother, give me the knife!"

Qin Hairui took out a knife from the outside of his boots and put it in his sister's hand.

Qin Shu walked up to Ito Juichirō with a knife in her hand and stabbed him.

"I will never stop fighting with the Ito family! This knife is for you!"

Ito Juichirō screamed, and threatened in a trembling voice: "The Ito family will not let you go!"

Qin Shu's eyes flashed with a happy smile, and she said slowly: "You are wrong, it is me who will not let you Ito family go."

After so many years, she has had enough of playing with the Ito family.

How could he not get rid of them before leaving? Kyle was the knife that stabbed the Ito family.

Qin Shu pulled out the bloody knife and stabbed Ito Juichirō hard in the heart, killing him completely.

"Ah Shu, it's time to go!"

From a distance, Wuweizi's urging voice came.

Qin Shu kicked Ito Juichirō's body and glanced at her grandfather standing on the bank of the stream.

She said to Qin Hairui who was standing beside her: "Brother, I'm leaving. You take good care of our parents."

"Take care of yourself. I'll wait for you to come home."

"good--"

Under the gaze of everyone, Qin Shu walked step by step to her grandfather's side.

Lingxi, who was standing in the crowd, raised his hands and calculated with an extremely solemn expression. He couldn't even calculate Qin Shu's fate.

How strange! Fate is harder to predict than the secrets of heaven.

Crash!

There seemed to be something in the stream, and a whirlpool several meters wide formed on the water surface.

Wuweizi held Qin Shu's hand, flew into the air, and floated above the whirlpool.

Qin Hairui stumbled over and stared in horror at the young man under the whirlpool. He was wearing a green robe, with long ink-black hair draped over his shoulders, exuding the scent of books and with an extremely cold expression.

That is...his biological father!

Qin Hairui's lips trembled, and he wanted to call for help, but he seemed to have lost his voice and could not make any sound.

The young man in the green robe met Qin Hairui's gaze, with longing and relief in his eyes.

Wuweizi dragged Qin Shu into the whirlpool and yelled, "Ah Heng, seal the barrier!"

The man in the green robe, Qin Baixuan, seemed not to have heard Wuweizi's words. He controlled the flow of water in the stream and continued to maintain the open barrier.

Qin Hairui opened his mouth but couldn't make any sound. He was so anxious that he ignored the danger and waded through the water towards Qin Baixuan.

"Rui Rui, go back!"

Qin Baixuan's face turned cold and he uttered an order.

As soon as he finished speaking, the whirlpool that was several meters in size disappeared in an instant.

Qin Hairui, standing in the water on the shore, was drenched by the waves.

"……dad!"

It took a long time before Qin Hairui found his voice again.

Under the dark river.

Wuweizi, Qin Baixuan and Qin Shu looked at each other.

Qin Shu didn't know Qin Baixuan, but she had seen his black and white photos. When she was a child, she saw them many times under Qin's mother's pillow.

Qin Shu looked at the man in front of her who had a gentle temperament, handsome features, and a sharp and majestic look, and she inexplicably felt a sense of intimacy.

She asked uncertainly, "Are you my second cousin?"

Qin Baixuan walked up to Qin Shu, rubbed her hair lovingly, and said softly, "Call me father."