Chapter 3955

Qin Wuyan looked up at the plaque in the priest's mansion, as if an invisible high wall separated him and Zhuang Xiaoyu into two worlds.

If you can't see it, if you want to love it, you can't love it.

One day, he will destroy these invisible shackles with his own hands, enter the priest's mansion openly, and become the eternal master of the priest's mansion...

Qin Wuyan reined in the reins, turned the horse's head, and left with the guards behind him.

Just when he was about to leave, he saw the three thousand guards behind Deputy Commander Zhang lined up, surrounded Qin Wuyan's guards, and trapped them at the gate.

Qin Wuyan stared coldly at Vice Commander Zhang, who turned his face and refused to recognize anyone, and asked with a sneer, "I don't know what Vice Commander Zhang means?"

Deputy Commander Zhang felt guilty: "Commander Qin, please stay here for a while, and at least report to our Commander Xia about the situation during the encirclement and suppression of the bandits.

Moreover, Commander Qin shot and killed Deputy Commander Li of the priest's mansion with his own hands. Shouldn't Commander Xia give us an explanation? "

Qin Wuyan nodded: "I really should give you Commander Xia an explanation."

He said again: "So, is Vice Commander Zhang going to take me into the priest's mansion?"

Deputy Commander Zhang couldn't be the master, he got off his horse and hurried to the priest's mansion.

Qin Wuyan didn't want to leave at all, so he sat on the horse obediently, waiting for Xia Changke to come out.

Waiting until sunset, Qin Wuyan didn't see anyone coming out from the mansion. Qin Wuyan didn't know what happened inside, and just when he was getting impatient, Zhuang Qingyun came out.

"Commander Qin." Zhuang Qingyun stood on the steps of the gate, and cupped his fists at Qin Wuyan from afar: "Some things happened in the mansion, forgive the high priest and Commander Xia for not being able to entertain Commander Qin, Commander Qin please go back for now .”

Qin Wuyan looked at Zhuang Qingyun, hesitant to speak.

Zhuang Qingyun naturally knew what Qin Wuyan wanted to ask, so he smiled lightly and said, "As for the others, everything is fine, please don't worry about Commander Qin."

When Qin Wuyan heard that Zhuang Xiaoyu was fine, he finally put his heart back into his stomach.

He cupped his hands at Zhuang Qingyun, "Farewell!"

More than a hundred guards of the Min Mansion followed behind Qin Wuyan, and left in such a mighty way under the watchful eyes of more than 3,000 guards at the gate of the priest's mansion.

Qin Wuyan went to Zhuangzi, left behind the hidden guards among the guards, and returned to Min Mansion with the rest of the guards.

After listening to the steward's report that Qin Wuyan had returned, the Patriarch of the Min family and the second head of the Min family, who were at war in the meeting hall, finally calmed down the quarrel and waited for Qin Wuyan to come in.

Although Qin Wuyan had long been mentally prepared, he still squinted his eyes imperceptibly when he saw the smashed and smashed ornaments and chairs lying on the ground in the hall.

To be able to make trouble like this, it seems that the truth has been found out, and Min Rui is indeed an upright and kind person.

Qin Wuyan strode into the hall and bowed to the two of them. Out of the corner of his eyes, he fell on the thin and thin Min Rui. He only felt that after autumn, the health of the young master of the Min family was getting worse day by day. See, as if he had suffered a serious illness, his face, which was already as pale as a sheet of paper, turned into a bluish white...

Wrapped in fox fur, Min Rui sat on a wide pear wood chair with a heater in his arms. He looked up at Qin Wuyan, who was getting stronger and more handsome, and lowered his eyes sadly.

Some people are like the rising sun, while others are like the setting sun. Even though they are the same age, Min Rui feels like an old man on the verge of dying, with no breath of life on his body...

Min Rui felt ashamed, wrapped himself in the white fox fur, and hid the stove in his arms...