Martial Arts Crossover: It All Started with Hijacking Li Canghai

Qin Han's voice was very soft.

But the issue of "son and daughter" hit Xie Xiaofeng hard on the heart!

Suddenly raising his head, a flame ignited in his lifeless eyes for the first time!

Could it be that I really have a child? Is it Murong Qiudi's?

Or another woman?!

"Buzz!!!"

An indescribable, terrifying sword intent surged into the sky from his thin body!

Centered on him, the area within several feet was completely filled with chilling sword intent!

The wild grass on the ridges of the fields turned to ashes without a sound!

The hard dirt road was cut with deep cracks by the invisible sword energy!

At this moment, the whole world seemed to be left with only that lonely, desperate, yet extremely sharp sword intent!

This is Xie Xiaofeng's sword!

It's the sword of the third young master of Shenjian Manor!

It is the sword of the Sword God!

Inside the carriage, Su Quan's face was deathly pale. She felt as if countless knives were cutting her skin, and she couldn't even breathe.

Da Shuang'er and Xiao Shuang'er were already huddled together in fear by this aura. How did their young master discover that this person was so terrifying?

Even Jiang Yuyan, who had just been taught the Northern Darkness Divine Skill and was overjoyed, was now slumped on the cart shaft, looking at the back of the man carrying dung as if she were looking at a god or demon crawling out of hell!

"Young master... what does the young master want to do? How can you tell this person is not simple?!"

Jiang Yuyan's voice was trembling.

She had no doubt that if that man so much as made a thought, everyone here except Qin Han would be torn to shreds by that sword energy!

However, Qin Han, facing this storm of sword intent, revealed a strange smile.

It really is this decadent sword god.

However, they soon noticed something different. Despite the opponent's overwhelming sword intent, this sword god probably hadn't used his sword in many years.

His eyes couldn't help but show some disappointment.

"You can't even control your own emotions anymore, and your sword seems to have become dull as well."

The moment the words fell!

A grandmaster's aura, more domineering, more tyrannical, and more unreasonable than sword intent, erupted from Qin Han!

Roar! ! !

A golden dragon shadow, invisible to the naked eye, flashed past him!

The oppressive power of the Dragon God Technique and the domineering aura of a Grandmaster descended fiercely!

That terrifying sword intent, which had long since decayed, was like ice and snow meeting the rising sun in the face of this supreme dragon's might!

"Click! Click! Click!"

Two unique auras created a series of shattering sounds in the air.

Xie Xiaofeng's soaring sword intent was forcefully suppressed!

It crumbled inch by inch, disintegrated inch by inch!

"puff."

Xie Xiaofeng was struck dumb, and his whole body fell backward like a kite with a broken string.

But he didn't fall down yet.

A hand had already grabbed his neck and lifted him off the ground.

It refers to the Qin and Han dynasties.

He lifted this contemporary sword god into the air with one hand, as if he were holding a chick.

"I told you, your sword has been unused for too long and it's become dull."

Qin Han's eyes were cold.

"You're not even worthy of making me make a second move."

Xie Xiaofeng was being choked and had difficulty breathing, but he did not struggle.

Those eyes, which had just been ignited with flames, were now nothing but endless ashes.

I haven't held a sword for so many years, and now I can't even withstand the slightest resistance from a master of the same level?

"What...do you want...?"

He forced out a few words, his voice filled with despair.

Qin Han casually tossed him to the ground.

"Work for me as a stable boy for three years."

The sound reached Xie Xiaofeng's ears.

Xie Xiaofeng was stunned.

He had considered that Qin Han would kill him, that Qin Han would force him to hand over the secret techniques of the Divine Sword Manor, but he never expected that the other party's request would be... to be a groom.

Qin Han looked down at him from his high vantage point.

To be honest, I never really understood why Xie Xiaofeng left Shenjian Manor at the peak of his career. It was because he didn't want to keep killing people and didn't want to keep being a sword.

He felt the reasons were not sufficient. How many people had Xie Xiaofeng killed to gain fame? And how much trouble would his departure bring to Shenjian Manor?

Murder is murder, strength is strength, eloping is eloping, and it's normal for a woman to rely on a strong man.

All the tragedies were actually caused by Xie Xiaofeng himself. If he hadn't left Shenjian Manor, and the Murong family and Xie family had joined forces, a powerful force comparable to Shaolin and Wudang could have emerged in the northern martial arts world.

pity……

How is it possible to be an ordinary person?

Instead of continuing to wallow in despair and run away, why not...

Three years.

"Work for me as a stable boy for three years."

"Three years from now, I'll tell you where your son and daughter are, and I'll also resolve the trouble between you and Yan Shisan."

"During this time, no one will know that the third young master of Shenjian Manor is still alive."

"If you are unwilling..."

Qin Han paused for a moment, then suddenly laughed.

"Then I will spread your news throughout the entire martial arts world."

"At that time, it won't just be Yan Shisan, but also Murong Qiudi, and the entire Divine Sword Manor."

"Guess how they will treat you? And how will they treat the Divine Sword Manor that deceived the world? Your daughter and son might never see their father again."

Xie Xiaofeng's fingernails dug into his palm, drawing blood, but he was completely unaware.

On one hand, there's the prospect of returning to the martial world, facing endless pursuit and destiny.

On one hand, he could work as a stable boy for three years in exchange for a chance to find out the whereabouts of his biological son.

This is not a multiple-choice question at all.

a long time.

He seemed to have all his strength drained away, and slumped to the ground.

"I... I promise you."

……

That evening, the group stayed at an inn in the town.

Qin Han booked an extra room and tossed Xie Xiaofeng a silver ingot.

"Make sure you wash yourself clean. I don't want the carriage to smell like excrement when you're driving."

Xie Xiaofeng awkwardly accepted the silver; he was truly broke. He then went into his room without a word.

Early the next morning.

When Qin Han stepped out of the room, a figure was already quietly waiting at the bottom of the stairs.

He was dressed in coarse cloth, but his hair was neatly combed.

The grime on his face and hands had been washed away, revealing a pale and haggard face with well-defined features.

Apart from those still empty eyes, there was no trace of the manure-carrying Ah Ji from yesterday.

He simply stood there, and naturally exuded an aura of arrogance and pain.

It was Xie Xiaofeng.

Seeing that Qin Han didn't say anything, Xie Xiaofeng just silently followed behind.

In the courtyard of the inn.

Jiang Yuyan was preparing to hitch up the carriage as usual.

A hand reached out from beside her and took the reins from her hand.

It's Xie Xiaofeng.

Jiang Yuyan was startled by his emotionless eyes. Remembering the terrifying scene from yesterday, she shuddered and instinctively let go of his hand.

Xie Xiaofeng skillfully harnessed the carriage and sat down as the driver without saying a word.

Qin Han got into the car.

Inside the carriage, Shi Feixuan and Wanwan finally left.

Qin and Han didn't care; in fact, they breathed a sigh of relief.

I'll be arriving in Jinan tomorrow, and with two uncertainties along the way, it's really inconvenient.

"Let's go."

Qin Han gave an order to the outside world.

On the carriage shaft, Xie Xiaofeng flicked his wrist.

"drive."

The carriage slowly started moving and drove out of the small town.

Meanwhile, on a mountaintop a hundred miles away from the town.

Wanwan and Shi Feixuan stood side by side, gazing into the distance as the carriage departed.

"Sister Feixuan, tell me... who exactly is that young master?"

The seductive look on Wanwan's face had vanished, leaving only deep apprehension.

Shi Feixuan ignored the woman's words and spoke coldly.

"You'd better not do anything bad."