Chapter 205 Two Families Mourn Each Other
Duan Hong stopped him, "What do you want to do?"
"Get out of the way! I'm going to kill that adulterer!"
Xiao Xuanjing's martial arts skills were inferior, and he was knocked away by a palm strike, taking several steps back.
Xiao Xuance raised his hand, signaling Zhuiying to go and help.
Zhuiying attacked Duan Hong, and the two fought evenly, their martial arts skills being evenly matched.
Xiao Xuanwu clenched his fists, leaped down and jumped into the Duan family's ranks, sweeping away the Duan family members who were blocking Duan Qingyun behind them with punches and kicks.
Duan Hong is the only one in the Duan family who can fight.
"Bang bang bang!!!"
Madam Duan stood in front of her son, saying, "Xiao Xuanwu, your eldest branch has already severed ties with the second branch. This is a matter between our two families. I advise you to mind your own business."
Xiao Xuanwu had a decent relationship with the second branch of the family, and he had more opportunities to spend time with Xiao Xuanjing than with his three older brothers.
They went to the battlefield when he was very young.
Although the family has separated, there is still a blood relationship, making them closer than outsiders and unwilling to be bullied by others.
"The Duan family has gone too far! I'll show you that the Xiao family isn't to be trifled with either!"
"My son was tricked. How could he possibly be interested in that ugly woman, Ye Hongying? She's a married woman. I'm afraid she'll defile my son. I don't even know if she has any diseases. Bah!"
Yun Zhaoxue added fuel to the fire, saying, "If they were sick, they would have been infected long ago. I heard them with my own ears that they were cured a long time ago."
Those who had been watching from behind the tree peeked out, their faces filled with shock: "My God, they were already back together?"
"How early was that? After marriage or before marriage?"
"Right? Who became the groom first?"
“Who are you asking me? I didn’t crawl under their beds. Ask him if you want to know!” Yun Zhaoxue pointed at Duan Qingyun.
Duan Qingyun knew that she might have overheard their conversation in the mountains, so he didn't try to deny it and started to shirk responsibility.
"Ye Hongying seduced me first. What woman can't I, a young master of the General's Mansion, have? If she hadn't taken the initiative, I wouldn't have been interested in her."
"She's dead, and you're still pushing all the blame onto him? You're not a man!" Xiao Xuanjing's eyes turned red with anger, and he raised his knife to slash at the Duan family members.
Xiao Xuanwu grabbed Madam Duan's arm and pulled her away.
Xiao Xuanjing swung his sword, missing his target, and then slashed at Duan Qingyun again, shouting, "Adulterer, prepare to die!"
While dealing with Zhuiying, Duan Hong said to Lao Liao, "Master Liao, aren't you going to do anything about the Xiao family's massacre?"
Old Liao wasn't going to get involved anymore; if he wanted to, he would have done so long ago. "How can I get involved? I can't beat him. Your son was messing around with someone else's wife in front of her mother's grave; he deserved to be beaten to death."
Duan Qingyun's martial arts skills far surpassed Xiao Xuanjing's.
Xiao Xuanjing was blinded by rage, and every move he made was filled with a frenzied ruthlessness.
Duan Qingyun initially had the upper hand.
They didn't let the other party gain any advantage.
However, the more they tried to cope, the more powerless they felt.
Suddenly, he felt weak all over. In the moment of his dazed state, a knife slashed at his shoulder. "Swoosh!"
Then he slashed at his chest again, and then slashed again with his backhand, until he had made seven or eight cuts on his chest before he stopped.
When Madam Duan saw the wounds on her son, she screamed in terror, "Qingyun! Qingyun! Stop!"
"Ah!" Xiao Xuanjing roared, stabbing him in the abdomen again, and slamming him against a tree with a "bang!"
"Pfft!"
You deserve to die!
"Qingyun! My son, you damned bastard!" Madam Duan broke free from Xiao Xuanwu's grip, took off the silver hairpin from her hair, and lunged forward to stab Xiao Xuanjing's neck.
Xiao Xuanjing clutched his wound, blood seeping from between his fingers. "Uh, uh..."
Uncle Xiao, who had struggled to climb the mountain, saw this scene and shouted, "Jing'er, Jing'er..."
Uncle Xiao was tied to a tree. When he heard that his son was in trouble, he begged the guards to untie him so that he could come up and see him. He promised that he would not run away.
"Jing'er, Jing'er, what happened to you? Why is there so much blood? Imperial Physician, Imperial Physician, please save my son..." Uncle Xiao supported his fallen body.
Xiao Xuanjing's blood-soaked hand grasped his, and he gently shook his head, the blood flowing even faster. "Father, Father, it's no use. Bury me next to Mother..."
"Your mother is dead, you can't die. What will your father do all by himself?"
Xiao Xuanjing's hand fell limply to his side.
Madam Duan was also holding Duan Qingyun's body, shaking it frantically and crying out, "Son, son, please don't die..."
Uncle Xiao picked up the knife from the ground. "You killed my son. I'll fight you to the death."
Duan Hong slashed at his elbow, snatched the knife, kicked the man to the ground, and was about to stab him to death.
Suddenly a knife came across and blocked his attack; it was Old Liao.
"Alright, three lives are enough for tonight!"
"From now on, you all better behave yourselves. Anyone who's not behaving themselves and tries to cause trouble will end up like this, understand?"
Everyone nodded, "Understood!"
"Good, everyone go down the mountain, rest, and set off early tomorrow morning."
Both families buried their sons' bodies, and no one paid any attention to Ye Hongying lying on the ground.
People from both the eldest and third branches of the family came to pay their respects, and the mountain was filled with ghostly wails and howls all night long, "woo woo woo..."
Those who lay down to rest at the foot of the mountain found it difficult to fall asleep, tossing and turning.
Old Liao sneered, "Can't sleep, huh? Like someone's dead? Happy now? Want to watch the show? Want to fan the flames? Serves you right for not being able to sleep!"
No one dared to make a sound. They turned over, covered their ears, and continued to sleep. They got used to it after a while and fell into a deep sleep.
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