Qin Yi looked at Xia Yanbing’s shy expression and couldn’t help but feel mischievous. He laughed, "Don’t bla your husband for being unrestrained, just bla the wife for being too charming."
Xia Yanbing smiled sweetly, "Husband, I’m so happy right now. I’m really lucky."
"Heaven gave such a good husband. Being handso is one thing, but being so outstanding as well. How many girls must envy ?"
Qin Yi couldn’t help but laugh proudly. Being praised and admired by his beloved wife was indeed a comforting thing.
Qin Yi carried Xia Yanbing back, directly to the room, and placed her on the bed.
Xia Yanbing blushed, "Husband, it’s not even dark yet?"
Qin Yi teased, "Why are you so forward? I just thought that you got tired from walking, so I brought you to bed to rest. What were you thinking?"
With embarrassnt, Xia Yanbing covered her head with the blanket.
Qin Yi chuckled mischievously a few tis, "You rest for a while. I’ll go to the kitchen to prepare so food so you can eat if you get hungry at night."
Xia Yanbing muffled a response from under the blanket.
Qin Yi went to the dining room and packed a few dishes to bring back.
Being newlyweds, no one else had the audacity to disturb Qin Yi.
Around ten o’clock, Qin Yi was about to go to bed.
But just as he was about to turn off the lights, Qin Yi’s eyes slightly narrowed as he looked up towards the roof.
"Husband, what’s wrong?"
Qin Yi made a gesture for silence and whispered, "There’s soone on the roof."
Xia Yanbing was startled and whispered, "Is it those troublemakers from our wedding?"
"Not sure yet. You stay put, I’ll go check it out."
"Husband, you must be careful!"
Qin Yi nodded slightly, walked to the door, opened it lightly, then swiftly slipped out and leaped onto the roof like a flash.
There was indeed soone on the roof.
A man in a Qing Lan colored ancient martial arts outfit, carrying a longsword on his back.
The man appeared to be in his forties, with sword-like eyebrows and fierce eyes, a hidden aura, indicating he was a master.
The other party calmly looked at Qin Yi, as if not surprised by Qin Yi’s appearance.
Qin Yi said indifferently, "Isn’t it inappropriate to co to soone’s roof late at night to admire the moon?"
"I ca here for you," the other person said calmly. Although his words were normal, Qin Yi could still sense his arrogance.
Qin Yi’s eyes were plain, "I don’t rember seeing your na on the guest list."
"My na is Qing Jian."
Qin Yi raised an eyebrow, "Despised? Good na, very fitting for you."
The man’s eyes darkened slightly, "Qing as in the color green, Jian as in sword."
Qin Yi said calmly, "I’m actually not interested in your na. But climbing onto my roof at midnight disturbs my peace. If you don’t have a reasonable explanation, you’ll likely have to pay the price."
Who would have thought, Qing Jian slowly drew the longsword from his back.
A typical sword is just over three feet long, but Qing Jian’s sword exceeded four feet. The sword glead nacingly, pointing straight at Qin Yi.
Qin Yi raised an eyebrow; this person seed quite unique.
Whoosh!
Qin Yi turned into a stream of light, charging towards the opponent, and as he raised his hand, the Flood Dragon Spear appeared, stabbing forth with a sharp sound.
When the Flood Dragon Spear appeared suddenly, a flash of surprise crossed Qing Jian’s eyes, but it quickly faded.
Boom!
An endless Sword Intent surged out from Qing Jian, his clothes fluttering despite the lack of wind. The longsword in his hand flashed white, thrusting out.
Clang!
The Wind Blade of the Flood Dragon Spear and the sword tip clashed fiercely, causing fierce energy to ripple out and distort the surrounding air.
Qin Yi and Qing Jian simultaneously shot backward, stopping at opposite ends of the roof as they exchanged distant glances.
Qin Yi was sowhat surprised. This person’s cultivation was indeed astonishing. Although he hadn’t used his full strength just now, he had used fifty percent of it and was still pushed back.
Qing Jian also looked at Qin Yi in surprise.
Qin Yi slightly smirked, his figure blurred like a phantom, rushing towards Qing Jian.
The Flood Dragon Spear swept across, creating large purple ripples with astonishing might.
Qing Jian’s clothes fluttered wildly, his aura fierce, as his longsword swept out horizontally.
Clang!
The spear and the longsword collided without any flair, rolling energy swept out.
Qing Jian was shaken and drifted down from the roof.
Qin Yi was also shaken, stepping back several tis, crushing the glazed tiles beneath his feet.
Interesting.
Qin Yi beca intrigued; this person was the strongest Qi Refiner he had encountered.
Qing Jian landed on the ground, his longsword humming with a prolonged buzz, indicating the force of the prior impact.
He looked up at Qin Yi, his arm trembling slightly, but there was no panic in his eyes.
Qin Yi directly leaped down from the roof, wildly swinging the spear, chopping down towards Qing Jian.
Qing Jian’s aura beca even sharper as he blocked with his sword.
Clang!
The halberd struck the sword without flair, sparking fiercely, the force was imnse.
Boom!
The stone tiles under Qing Jian’s feet exploded, shattering into a web of cracks.
However, he still blocked Qin Yi’s strike.
Qin Yi was surprised; this person’s cultivation was remarkable indeed.
Whoosh!
The spear whirled wildly, creating brutal purple ripples, as it swung towards Qing Jian’s waist.
White light enveloped Qing Jian, his sword at his side.
Boom!
The spear struck the sword directly, sending Qing Jian flying over ten ters.
Qing Jian looked at Qin Yi with a serious expression, his arm trembling, his grip cracked, blood oozing out.
Qin Yi watched him with interest, "I know you haven’t used your full strength. If you keep holding back, I’m afraid you won’t have another chance to show your skills."
Qing Jian said calmly, "I’m afraid of hurting you."
Qin Yi: "..."
"You’re strong, but that doesn’t an you can boast in front of ."
Qing Jian’s eyes darkened, "Then watch this!"
As he spoke, Qing Jian raised the sword before him, white light enveloping him, the longsword in his hand erupted with blinding white sword light.
"Heaven Cracks!"
Qing Jian suddenly shouted, and the longsword erupted with dazzling white light, a massive sword shadow over ten ters long extended out. Qing Jian held the sword with both hands and slashed towards Qin Yi.
Qin Yi’s eyes narrowed; this slash indeed gave him a sense of danger.
The massive sword shadow was more terrifying than tangible, tearing through the air.
Boom!
Purple light swept around Qin Yi, his clothes snapping loudly, and his originally crimson Flood Dragon Spear beca thoroughly enveloped in purple light.
The spear thrust towards the descending sword shadow, purple light gathered in the air to form a large purple spear, and it directly struck the slashing sword shadow.
Boom!
The two forces collided, the massive sword shadow exploded directly, a storm swept through the air, destroying the surrounding trees, the might was astonishing.
Qing Jian’s body shuddered, a trace of crimson blood appeared at the corner of his mouth, staring at Qin Yi in disbelief.
Qin Yi pointed the spear at him, "That must’ve been your strongest move, right? If you have nothing else, you’ll need to pay the price."
Qing Jian coughed lightly, blood once again flowed from the corner of his mouth. He wiped it away with his hand, looking at Qin Yi with newfound admiration.
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