17 Supreme Conquering System Chapter 17
In the room.
Liu Yiyi was currently treating Qin Yi's wounds.
The corner of Qin Yi's mouth held a light smile, looking at the busy Liu Yiyi, he felt warmth in his heart.
Only, Qin Yi didn't notice Liu Yiyi's gaze, which would occasionally land on his body; it was complicated yet confused.
After two months of rest, Liu Yiyi still found it hard to accept her becoming Qin Yi's concubine.
She even felt as if she was in a dream.
Which young girl didn't have feelings for spring, and which young girl didn't have dreams?
Looking forward to the future, their husband, how outstanding, to stand at the top of the sky, cloud.
In Liu Yiyi's eyes, her future husband was not only a hero or a hero who reigned supreme in the mountains and rivers.
At the very least, he would have to be a martial artist with extraordinary martial prowess, or a literary talent that was incredibly wealthy.
And Qin Yi did not touch any of these.
After observing for the past few months, Liu Yiyi was able to discern that Qin Yi was not as unskilled as the rumors claimed he was.
If a martial artist failed, there was no need for literature!
The only thing that could be used was the identity of the Ninth Prince.
Other than this, Liu Yiyi did not see her imagining of her future husband from Qin Yi's body.
Could it be as the outside world had guessed, that she would have to wait for Qin Yi to be killed before she married someone else?
Liu Yiyi looked at Qin Yi with a complex expression, her mind was in complete disarray.
Reason told her that this was the best plan.
However, Liu Yiyi was not that kind of heartless person.
Marry a chicken with a chicken, marry a dog with a dog.
She was not a wife waiting to see her husband killed.
And Qin Yi was far from what he had expected his future husband to be.
Liu Yiyi was unwilling.
Suddenly, from the corner of his eyes, Liu Yiyi saw Qin Yi's confident and unrestrained smile. He could not help but feel shocked.
Perhaps, it wouldn't be bad if he was given a chance!
In the end, Xue'er helped to bandage Qin Yi's wounds.
Liu Yiyi then took Xue'er and left, leaving behind only a gust of fragrant wind.
From start to finish, other than their initial words, Qin Yi and Yue Shuang did not have much else to communicate with each other.
Looking at the back view of the two, Qin Yi sighed.
All the people in the world came for profit, all the people in the world came for profit.
Born in this cruel world, Liu Yiyi was undoubtedly a sacrifice in the transaction of benefits between him and the old man of the Liu Family.
To be honest, he admired this woman with a strong personality.
She looked charming on the outside, but her heart was unshakable.
Not every woman could bear all of this sudden.
Suddenly getting married, and to a famous good-for-nothing prince.
Even with the advice from the old man of the Liu Family, it was not something an ordinary girl could handle.
In the future, I will allow you to live a glorious life!
Qin Yi stood up, and looked deeply in the direction that Liu Yiyi had left in.
Martial Arts Practice Field.
This was a vast plaza that Qin Yi had created specifically in his residence for training.
A prince of Undescended Dynasty, no matter how downtrodden he was, was not something an ordinary person could compare to.
The old house at Qin Yi's feet was the best proof.
Furthermore, Qin Yi was the city lord and the ruler of the Yuanjiang City.
A mansion with a bustling area could take up to four to five houses in an area.
"Hu!"
Qin Yi stood quietly in the middle of the plaza and took a deep breath. At some point, he had been holding onto a steel sword.
He closed his eyes to meditate.
He recalled the sword technique in his mind, the Soaring Sky Sword Technique.
The Soaring Sky Sword Technique was divided into nine forms. The hardest three forms to master were the last three forms: "Flying Star Slash", "Sky Crossing", and "Scarlet Cloud Thousand Li".
Qin Yi had trained in the Soaring Sky Sword Technique for four years already, but he had yet to grasp the last three moves either.
Then, Qin Yi brandished the Fine Steel Sword in his hand, allowing the Soaring Sky Sword Technique to wield it easily.
Qin Yi moved quickly, the Fine Steel Sword in his hand seemed to be releasing a cold Qi.
had already practiced Soaring Sky Sword Technique more than a thousand times, and he had long memorized all nine sword moves.
However, the feeling in his cultivation this time was completely different from before.
