This Jinyiwei is obviously super strong but draws too much

Chapter 155
After Huangfu Xiaoyuan finished speaking, she quietly waited for Xi Qiu's response. She walked into the cell and sat directly opposite to him. Their appearance was exactly the same, making them look like the inside and outside of a mirror. two sides.

After a long time, Xi Qiu spoke, and her first question was: "Where is the real Junior Brother Qiao now?"

Now that things have happened, if she still can't figure out what's wrong with "Qiao Cunsi", then she is really sorry for the teachings of the Xiaoyao School for so many years.

"'Qiao Cunsi' is indeed a good one for Jinyiwei Xiaoqi." Huangfu Xiaoyuan said slowly.

Xi Qiu lowered her eyes silently, and she said softly, "After all, Jin Yiwei is superior, but at least Junior Brother Qiao still survived, and Junior Brother Shifang must be able to rest in peace underground."

"." Huangfu Xiaoyuan didn't speak, judging from what she saw, that Jinyiwei Qianhu named Qiao Shifang was plotted against Lu Hanjiang, and his death with a peaceful eye was considered a merit in his previous life.

"My lord, if you want to ask anything, just ask." Although Xi Qiu's temper is cold, she also knows where this is. She has heard of Jin Yiwei's methods. Instead of waiting for death, it is better to listen to what they want. At least I can be a smart ghost.

Huangfu Xiaoyuan looked directly into her eyes, and asked: "I found the secret room in your room yesterday, and there is a secret book of Xuanyin Kungfu and a bed of ice in it, is it for your practice?"

"Yes." Xi Qiu admitted cooperatively, not letting go of these things.

"Your maid Qiu'er, where did the injury on her arm come from?" Although Lu Hanjiang didn't care about it, it was precisely because he didn't care that Huangfu Xiaoyuan couldn't let go.

Hearing this, Xi Qiu's eyes darkened, and he said in a soft voice: "So you have seen it before. It's nothing special, it's just that the Xuanyin Kungfu I practice requires human blood as a guide."

Huangfu Xiaoyuan looked solemnly, she stared at Xi Qiu and said: "Xuan Yin Gong needs human blood as a guide?"

"That's right," Xi Qiu nodded calmly, and she said, "The biggest effect of this martial art is to improve one's physical fitness. It needs human blood as a guide to improve the cultivation process to the greatest extent."

Huangfu Xiaoyuan squinted her eyes and fell into deep thought. In this way, wouldn't Qiu'er become a kind of existence like Xi Qiu's furnace, and the cultivation conditions that harmed Tianhe alone could convince her that this Xuanyin Kungfu must not be anything Orthodox martial arts, nine out of ten are magic skills.

"If your lord wants to know more, you might as well get a pen and paper, and I'll write them down one by one."

Xi Qiu's attitude brought Huangfu Xiaoyuan back to her senses, and she asked coldly, "What do you want?"

Not surprised by Huangfu Xiaoyuan's question, Xi Qiu said solemnly: "This matter is all done by me alone, please don't implicate others."

Huangfu Xiaoyuan shook her head and said: "What the Xiaoyao faction has done, even a word of treason and injustice is light, I can't be the master of your request."

"My lord," Xi Qiu bowed down and said in a deep voice, "my grandfather is old and sick, and my little girl really can't bear him to be imprisoned again."

Huangfu Xiaoyuan was silent for a long time, and said: "Who else in your family is the helper of the Xiaoyao faction?"

Xi Qiu didn't get up, but asked aloud, "What do you mean, my lord?"

Huangfu Xiaoyuan got up, turned her back and asked: "When the Xiaoyao Sect arranged your marriage with the late prince, someone in the family must have nodded. Is it your grandfather? Or your father? Or your elder brother?"

Xi Qiu straightened up and said, "When the engagement was made, the little girl was still young, so she didn't know about it."

Huangfu Xiaoyuan asked again: "How long has your grandfather been sick?"

Xi Qiu looked a little more serious, and said: "It seems that twenty years ago, my grandfather was ill."

Twenty years ago, so to speak, not long after the marriage with the former crown prince was settled, did the elder of the Yuan family go crazy?Huangfu Xiaoyuan thought about it, and did not continue to ask.

Xi Qiu bowed to the end again: "I implore your lord to be merciful."

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Huangfu Xiaoyuan didn't answer her, but went straight out of the cell. Before she walked up the stairs and left, Xi Qiu still prostrated herself on the ground and didn't get up.

Huangfu Xiaoyuan, who came out of the cell, told Lu Hanjiang all the questions just now, and the response she got was still that she would bring Xuanyin Gong tomorrow.

In order not to make others suspicious, Huangfu Xiaoyuan left the teahouse immediately after finishing her business. On the way, in order to deceive others, she went to several other places, such as jewelry shops or clothing stores.

After she returned to Yuan's house, the maid Qiu'er still had that lively and lovely look, and the laughing and laughing master and servant seemed so out of place in the lifeless house.

When Huangfu Xiaoyuan returned to the room, Qiu'er seemed to be a different person again, like a dead body without warmth, with those dull eyes staring at her back.

"Today, forget it." Huangfu Xiaoyuan said.

"Yes." After Qiu'er replied blankly, she backed away.

After spending the day in torment, at night, Huangfu Xiaoyuan still dismissed the maid and went to the courtyard alone to relax.

When passing by the mansion of the old man of the Yuan family, he heard the frightening manic laughter again. This time, Huangfu Xiaoyuan did not choose to retreat, perhaps because she remembered Xi Qiu's repeated requests during the day, she took a step towards Go to the small courtyard.

The two silent waiters were still guarding the door.

"I've seen Miss."

"Master is sick, I'm afraid it's hard to meet people."

Even the conversation was exactly the same as yesterday, but this time Huangfu Xiaoyuan chose to persevere, she said: "Get out of the way, I want to go in and see my grandfather."

"Yes."

Unexpectedly, the two waiters didn't obstruct anything too much, they let go of the road naturally, which made Huangfu Xiaoyuan feel relieved, could it be that she was thinking too much?

Most of the furnishings in the courtyard were dilapidated and old. Huangfu Xiaoyuan walked into the middle bedroom, and the laughter of the Yuan family master got closer and closer. She walked in from the outside, and saw a skinny old man sitting on the bed with his eyes wide open. Staring blankly at the roof, he really looked like a haggard tree and his face was ashes.

The elder of the Yuan family didn't notice Huangfu Xiaoyuan's entry, he just opened his mouth wide and let out ghost-like laughter continuously.

Until Huangfu Xiaoyuan got closer, she hesitated and said, "Grandfather, Xi Qiu came to see you."

The laughter stopped.

The old man of the Yuan family turned his gaze away, and his eyes that had lost their spirit suddenly regained the clarity of the past at this moment. He stared straight at Huangfu Xiaoyuan, the corners of his mouth twitched twice, and the corners of his eyes unconsciously left behind. A line of tears.

Huangfu Xiaoyuan was stunned, she watched the old man of the Yuan family regain his composure from madness, and immediately fell into a more violent madness again.

"Hahaha! Hahahahaha——finally! Finally——!"

The old man of the Yuan family laughed even louder, with sporadic words of unknown meaning mixed in, and too many complexities that Huangfu Xiaoyuan couldn't understand flashed in his eyes.

Suddenly, the gushing tears of the elder of the Yuan family turned into blood, and his seven orifices began to bleed, and within a few breaths, he died on the spot.

Until his death, those eyes filled with countless complicated emotions, and finally fixed on the deep-seated hatred, were fixed on Huangfu Xiaoyuan and did not move away.

(End of this chapter)