Chapter 162 Revenge
"Free and Unfettered!"
"Brother Xiaoyao!"
Qiu Xia and Yi Qingxue, located at opposite ends of the southeast, simultaneously cried out and rushed towards the figure without regard for anything else!
"Brother Xiaoyao!" Yi Qingxue arrived first, recognizing the face etched in her mind. In an instant, the pent-up worry, fear, and ecstasy burst forth like a flood! She could no longer contain herself, throwing herself into Xiaoyao Lang's arms, tears streaming down her face as she sobbed uncontrollably, "Brother Xiaoyao... I knew... I knew you would come back..."
"Sister Qingxue..." Xiaoyao Lang responded softly, feeling the delicate body trembling violently in his arms, her slender arms holding him tightly. His own hands, however, remained suspended in mid-air, unsure where to go...
Qiu Xia followed closely behind, but her steps froze abruptly when she saw this scene. The ecstatic joy of seeing him unharmed froze instantly, and an indescribable, bittersweet feeling quietly crept into her heart, turning the concern on her face into a forced calm, and a trace of sadness flashed deep in her eyes.
Following behind, Ling Xueyan's eyes flashed with a cold light. Unconsciously, the bluestone slab beneath her feet cracked and shattered. Her gaze swept coldly over Yi Qingxue, who was tightly embracing Xiaoyao Lang; the icy chill was enough to freeze one's soul. Her right hand, clasped behind her back, had unconsciously clenched into a fist!
"Sister Qingxue!" Xiaoyao Lang stepped back slightly, placing his hands on Yi Qingxue's trembling shoulders. "Ouyang Longyuan is dead! I have avenged City Lord Yi!"
Yi Qingxue, her tears still wet on her face, nodded heavily, her voice choked with emotion: "Yes...we...got our revenge..."
Xie Yunfeng stepped forward slowly, his gaze sweeping over everyone before finally landing on Yi Qingxue: "Miss Yi, where is my junior brother Yin Xiaosheng? Why is he nowhere to be seen?"
Upon hearing this, Yi Qingxue's delicate body trembled violently, and the tears she had just stopped streaming down her face. She choked out, "Brother Yin... he..." Her throat seemed to be blocked by something, and she struggled several times but could not finish a sentence. She could only bury her head even lower.
Xiaoyao Lang and Qiuxia listened to the hesitant words and both lowered their heads in silence. Xie Yunfeng saw the expressions on the three people's faces, and his heart sank to the bottom. In the end, he was too late, and they were already separated by death. "Junior brother..." A mournful cry pierced the sky. He slammed his long sword into the ground and knelt down on one knee with a "clang". His head drooped, and he fell into silent grief.
Seeing this, Qiuxia hurriedly stepped forward: "Brother Xie... The dead cannot be brought back to life, please accept my condolences. Now that Ouyang Longyuan has been killed, Brother Yin can rest in peace in the afterlife..." Before she could finish speaking, her own eyes reddened and her voice choked with sobs.
"It hurts... How can I explain this to my master? And how can I tell my junior sister..." Xie Yunfeng's knuckles, which were already white from the force he was exerting, were throbbing with veins.
Qiu Xia forced herself to calm down, but suddenly remembered someone, and her face turned worried. She asked urgently, "Brother Xie, where is my senior sister? Why didn't I see her come with you?"
Xie Yunfeng was stunned upon hearing this. He raised his hand to wipe away his tears, slowly stood up, and said in a hoarse voice, "Chunxiang, she...she..."
"What happened to her? What happened to my senior sister? Tell me quickly!" Qiu Xia suddenly grabbed his arms, her urgent voice almost overwhelming.
Before Xie Yunfeng could answer, Ling Xueyan stepped forward, speaking quickly, "Young lady, don't worry. Miss Chunxiang has simply gotten separated from Brother Xie; there's no need to fret too much." As she spoke, her gaze subtly swept over Xie Yunfeng, a barely perceptible hint of smugness playing at the corners of her lips. Inwardly, however, she thought: She is indeed alive, but this kind of living is probably harder to endure than death…
"Get separated?" Qiu Xia instantly calmed down, her gaze fixed on Xie Yunfeng like a torch, staring intently into his eyes, as if trying to find the truth in his evasive expression.
Xie Yunfeng avoided her gaze, his voice low: "It's my fault for not protecting Chunxiang. We came to find you together, but something unexpected happened that night when we passed through Zhu Family Village, and I got separated from her. When I went back to look for her the next day, she was nowhere to be found. I thought she had come to find you first... so I rushed here."
Qiu Xia frowned in thought: "If Senior Sister didn't come looking for me, then where could she have gone?"
Xie Yunfeng pondered for a moment and said, "Now that Ouyang Longyuan is dead and you are safe and sound, Chunxiang should have nothing to worry about. I will go find her now; she should still be in the Zhu Family Village area." With that, he turned to leave.
Ling Xueyan swayed and blocked his way, her face instantly turning icy: "Brother Xie, are you really going to leave like this?"
Xie Yunfeng looked at her, his tone gentle yet firm: "Xueyan, I will definitely keep my promise to you. But Chunxiang's whereabouts are currently unknown, and I must go find her first to ensure her safety." After saying this, he gave her another meaningful look, then strode away.
Ling Xueyan's face turned deathly pale with rage. Her hands clenched into fists, her heart churning with fury: What did you promise me? Who would want to be your concubine? How could I, Ling Xueyan, share a husband with another! Finally unable to contain herself, she shouted, "Xie Yunfeng!!"
Xie Yunfeng paused slightly, but ultimately gritted his teeth, pretended not to hear, and left without looking back. Ling Xueyan was so angry that she closed her eyes and trembled, almost bursting out on the spot. Qiu Xia saw everything and had a pretty good idea of the entanglement between the two.
"Little sister!" A shout suddenly rang out, breaking the silence on the field.
Qiu Xia turned her head sharply, saw who it was, and her eyes instantly blazed with anger: "Yi Mingjian! You will pay for Ma Pingchuan's life!" Before she finished speaking, the long sword in her hand was drawn with a "whoosh", and the cold light was aimed directly at Yi Mingjian's heart.
Xiaoyao Lang was already furious, his eyes blazing with blood as he stared at Yi Mingjian. His hands were clenched into fists, and his murderous aura was almost tangible. Seeing Qiu Xia's murderous intent, Yi Qingxue was terrified: "Big brother, be careful!"
Yi Mingjian hurriedly drew his sword to fight back. With a few crisp clangs, he was no match for Qiu Xia. In just two moves, Qiu Xia pointed her sword at his throat, scaring him so much that he trembled all over.
"No!" Yi Qingxue rushed between the two like a madwoman, tears streaming down her face, sobbing uncontrollably, "Sister Qiuxia, please let my brother go... I beg you... He was forced by Ouyang Longyuan... He had no choice..."
Yi Mingjian felt the cold blade against his neck, his lips trembling, unable to utter a single word. Qiu Xia looked at Yi Qingxue, who was pleading desperately, and two streams of tears rolled down her cheeks. The question of whether to kill or not to kill was torn between her heart. "If I don't kill him, how can I face Pingchuan..." Her voice choked with endless pain, and her sword twitched slightly.
"No!" Yi Qingxue knelt down with a thud, clutching Qiu Xia's skirt tightly, crying out, "Sister Qiu Xia... Ouyang Longyuan is dead. If Brother Ma is watching from heaven, he wouldn't want you to do this... Brother Ma was forced into this situation, please, let him go..."
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