"You... are Yang Aoxue?!"
Han Shuying used the jade flute in her left hand to block the black iron sword that the one-armed woman in gray had placed on her neck, and looked at her warily.
"You are the head of Xuanyi Valley, yet you took advantage of others' misfortune and not only humiliated A-Long, but you were also so mean to your own son!"
Yang Aoxue's eyes were cold, but she was holding the Yingnu Sword and her attacks on Han Shuying were all killing moves, and she was pressing her step by step.
"Valley Master!"
When the two Tongtian Taoist temple disciples guarding the gate saw Han Shuying being chased, they immediately stepped forward to help, but they were kicked to the ground by Yang Aoxue.
"Quick, go inform the elders!"
One of the disciples was already lying on the ground, unable to move, so he urged the other disciple who was less seriously injured.
"good!"
The gatekeeper disciple who was less seriously injured staggered into Xuanyi Valley and headed towards Tongtian Taoist Temple.
"Yang Aoxue, don't go too far!"
"I am nothing but a victim. Back then, I was poisoned by the Western Regions Hehuan Powder, which is why I mistook the man in white standing in front of the thatched cottage at the foot of Zhongbei Mountain for Master Ouyang."
"You think... you think I want that to happen?" Facing Yang Aoxue's series of deadly moves, Han Shuying responded indignantly while using the jade flute as a weapon.
"I don't care how many reasons you have. Anyway, you hurt Aaron. This is an irrefutable fact. It is unforgivable!" Yang Aoxue continued to chase Han Shuying with the sword.
"Aoxue~"
Seeing Yang Aoxue's bloodshot eyes and chasing Han Shuying with hatred, Long Yitian couldn't help but feel worried.
"Along, please don't interfere in this matter. Let me kill this shameless master of Xuanyi Valley and avenge you!"
Although Yang Aoxue was fighting with Han Shuying, part of her mind was always on Long Yitian.
"Okay, Aoxue. In that case, I'll help you!"
Long Yitian flew to a big tree nearby and casually broke off a branch. Then he used the branch as a sword and joined forces with Yang Aoxue. Together, they used sword moves from the "Shan Nan Xin Jing" and fought Han Shuying two on one.
"How dare you, one of you being the leader of a sect, and the other being the chivalrous woman known as 'Crescent Moon,' actually use your numbers to bully the few! Even if you win, it will be an unfair victory!"
Yang Aoxue alone was already difficult enough to deal with, and now there was Long Yitian, who joined forces with her to fight against her. Han Shuying, unarmed, could only use her jade flute as a sword to fight them. After a few rounds, she was gradually losing her strength.
"Han Shuying, don't get it wrong! We're settling accounts with you now, not competing with you!"
Yang Aoxue spoke with sarcasm and without any mercy, and never stopped attacking Han Shuying with the sword from beginning to end.
"mean!"
Han Shuying spat out a mouthful of blood from the internal injuries caused by Yang Aoxue, and then continued to fight hard.
Whether it was Yang Aoxue or Long Yitian, their martial arts skills were already superior to Han Shuying's, not to mention that now the two of them had "double swords combined", which was extremely powerful. In less than a moment, Han Shuying had been scratched and bleeding in many places by the two.
"Puff~"
"Han Yichen!"
"Are you dead?"
"You actually watched your own mother being bullied, and why didn't you come and help!"
Han Shuying, who was beaten by Yang Aoxue and Long Yitian again and spitting blood, glanced at Han Yichen who was standing stupidly beside her and couldn't help but scold.
"hehe……"
"Master Han, you just remembered now that I'm your son?"
Han Yichen spoke lightly, looking coldly at Han Shuying who was beaten and injured.
"You little bastard! It would be worse to give birth to a piece of barbecued pork than to give birth to you!" After hearing Han Yichen's words, Han Shuying cursed angrily.
"Then... then why... why did you give birth to me?" Han Yichen couldn't help but burst into tears again.
"Do you think I want to give birth to you?"
"If that old bastard Xuantian hadn't lied to me, saying that you were destined to be noble, that you had a bright future, and that you were a benefactor of Xuanyi Valley, I wouldn't have given birth to you!"
Han Shuying, who was knocked to the ground by Yang Aoxue and Long Yitian, spat out a mouthful of blood and glared at Han Yichen with hatred.
"You debt collector! Not only did you run away from home, but you also degraded yourself by marrying a peasant girl as a third husband. You are simply... you are a scumbag..."
“Bang!”
Before Han Shuying could finish her words, she was suddenly slapped down by Long Yitian.
"Even a beast knows how to protect its own cubs. Han Shuying! Achen is your own son! You... you actually treated him like this for a shady man. You are unworthy of being a mother!"
Long Yitian, dressed in white, was handsome and extraordinary, indifferent and aloof, and his eyes were cold as he looked at Han Shuying.
At this moment, Long Yitian couldn't express his heartache for Han Yichen in words. God knows how this child has lived in the past seventeen years?
"Since you hate him so much, why don't you completely sever your mother-son relationship with him? From now on, Achen's surname is Long, and he is no longer a member of your Xuanyi Valley!"
Long Yitian looked at Yang Aoxue with a complicated expression, but finally expressed his decision.
"Don't even think about it!"
"Hahaha……"
"Han Yichen is a member of Xuanyi Valley in life and a ghost of Xuanyi Valley in death. In the future, he will inherit my legacy and carry forward Xuanyi Valley!"
Han Shuying was almost insane, using the most vicious words to hurt her dearest son.
"madman!"
Hua Qingcheng felt that she simply couldn't bear to watch it anymore, and could only hug Han Yichen, who was in a daze with a dull look, with even more heartache.
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