Tie Zheng understood Qi Ning’s real intention and his face changed drastically.

Qi Ning invited Tiezheng to Hongyun Teahouse in the middle of the night with an invitation from Mr. Yuan, but he lured the group of masters ambushed near Kyoto Prefecture to this point, thus making the Kyoto Prefecture empty. Under such circumstances, he sent people to sneak into Kyoto Prefecture to rescue the people inside.

Mr. Yuan never invites people to have banquets outside. Even if he really wants to invite people to dinner, wouldn’t it be more convenient to invite people to the Minister of Rites’ Mansion? Even if he really wants to treat guests, wouldn’t it be so shabby that he had to come to a teahouse? And the time was still at the hour of Hai, which was already midnight.

This time, there was something strange about the invitation. Even Tiezheng felt very strange when he received the invitation. If Xiao Shaozong knew about it, of course he would suspect that this banquet was a mystery.

Qi Ning naturally took advantage of this, allowing the strange invitation to lure the enemy forward, which was a strategy to lure the tiger away from the mountain.

In order to rescue Gu Qinghan and others, Qi Ning obviously made careful arrangements and used the old Shangshu Yuan and Tie Zheng as bridges, and finally successfully attracted everyone ambushing near Kyoto Prefecture.

Tie Zheng understood the truth and sighed: "In order to save your monks, you put yourself in danger, which is considered to be a matter of friendship, but...!" But the following words did not continue.

Qi Ning said: "Xiao Shaozong must have guessed that the real instructor behind the invitation was me, so he would also mobilize a large number of people to come here. In any case, I will be buried here." He picked up the teacup, glanced out of the window from the corner of his eyes, and on the roof across the street, his figure was shining, and the enemy had obviously surrounded the Hongyun Teahouse.

Under the night, I don’t know how many enemies are hiding in it.

But Qi Ning's expression was still calm at this time, and there was even a smile on his lips, which made Tie Zheng admire the courage of this young man from the bottom of his heart.

"Mr. Tie came to the banquet tonight and helped me a lot." Qi Ning said, "If I could survive tonight, I would always repay you in the future, but Master Tie would rather leave as soon as possible, otherwise I would definitely be implicated." He picked up the tea cup and smiled and said, "I thanked Master Tie with this cup of tea." He drank the cup of tea in one go.

If Tie Zheng had not made the appointment, of course, these enemies would not have followed him.

At this moment, a squeak came from the roof, as if someone was stepping on the tiles of the roof. Tiezheng took a deep breath and knew that Qi Ning was indeed not exaggerating, and the enemies on the roof obviously no longer cared whether Qi Ning was aware of it. Being able to make a sound only means that the group of people were already full of confidence. They were sure that Qi Ning would definitely be here tonight.

"Sir, please!"

Qi Ning raised his hand and made a gesture, indicating that Tie Zheng left immediately.

Tiezheng hesitated for a moment, but still stood up, frowned and said, "Do you really have no desire to treason and be independent?"

Qi Ning sighed and said, "The soldiers and horses that attacked the northwest are almost all the soldiers of Xichuan. Their hometown is in Xichuan, not in the northwest. What do I rely on if I want to be independent in the northwest? In less than three or five years, the people in the northwest will be dissatisfied. Will the soldiers of Xichuan leave their families and support me to become independent in the northwest?"

Tie Zheng was stunned. Qi Ning's words were so sharp that they hit the nail on the head.

If Qi Ning wants to gain a foothold in the northwest, he must hold military power. However, before conquering the northwest, Qi Ning certainly did not dare to rely on the soldiers in the northwest, and could only rely on the Xichuan soldiers who followed him into the northwest.

The families of the Xichuan soldiers were all in Xichuan. If they followed Qining to establish themselves in the northwest, if they rebelled, the families who stayed in Xichuan would definitely be implicated. Of course, this is something that the Xichuan soldiers would not want to see.

Therefore, the remarks that Qi Ning wanted to command the Xichuan soldiers to stand independent in the northwest were of course extremely absurd.

Tie Zheng wanted to speak but stopped, but finally didn't say anything. He walked towards the stairs and stopped at the stairs. He seemed to want to turn around, but he didn't look back and went downstairs.

Qi Ning waited until Tie Zheng left, and then slowly took out a pair of black gloves from his arms. The gloves were obviously not made of cotton or silk, but an extremely special material, thin and soft. He carefully put on a thin black glove, and then took out the iron-cut cold blade in his hand and held it in his hand to play with it. However, his smiling face had become murderous and seemed to have become another person, staring at Han Bian and murmured: "You really want to drink blood tonight!"

The surroundings were as quiet as death.

Qi Ning suddenly stood up, and almost at the same time, a "swoosh" sounded, and dozens of sharp arrows shot in from outside the window. While Qi Ning stood up, her right hand had already grasped the corner of the table and suddenly lifted it up. The teapot and tea cup on the table fell to the ground, but the entire table turned into a shield. The sound of "aggressive" sounds continued, and all the sharp arrows were set on the table.

"Crash!"

The sound of rupture came from the roof, and rubble fell from the sky. Several figures mixed in the rubble and fell into the sky. The sword light was cold and it was chopping towards Qi Ning.

Qi Ning's eyes cold, and the muscles in his body tensed at this moment, with blue veins bulging, and an infinite sense of power all over his body. He did not dodge, but kicked his feet, and his whole body soared into the sky like a crane!

A sudden ending howl!

Qi Ning was in the air, intersecting up and down with the assassin falling from the sky. The cold blade passed by, cutting a person's throat, and the other hand became a fist, hitting the other person's throat heavily. The sound of the shattered bones was clearly heard. The man was like a kite and was knocked out by this punch, flew out of the window, and landed on the long street.

"Crazy, crazy!"

The roof continued to burst, and holes appeared one by one on the roof. As the holes appeared, one figure after another fell from the sky and landed on the floor on the second floor. In just a moment, more than a dozen people had fallen down, and no one was at all slowed down. He aimed at Qi Ning's target and rushed towards him like a wolf or a tiger.

Qi Ning had no pity either. The cold blade in his hand was integrated with him, as if it had become one of his hands. When he waved it, he would just take the enemy's key points.

More than a dozen figures were agile and ruthless in their actions, but Qi Ning was obviously more agile than them, and he was more ruthless in his attacks. When the cold blade reached the enemy's chest, it would inevitably pierce into the opponent's heart, when the opponent's throat, it would inevitably cut off the throat, when the opponent's abdomen, it would inevitably sink into the opponent's lower abdomen, the figure flew out continuously, and the screams were continuous.

The sound of footsteps came from the entrance of the stairs.

Another large group of people rushed over from the stairs.

Qi Ning knew that since Xiao Shaozong was determined to take his life, the people who were ambushing around Hongyun Teahouse tonight must be a huge number, and the other party would never be stingy with his life. They had only one goal tonight, that is, to take off their heads at all costs.

To survive, let the other party die!

Several big swords were slashing towards Qi Ning from three directions at the same time. This time, Qi Ning did not fight hard. He took a little while and had already floated to the window. The moment he approached the window, several sharp arrows shot straight from the opposite roof.

The sharp arrows are fast and fast, and the strong wind is whistling.

The archer was naturally well trained. Qi Ning held the cold blade in his right hand. Seeing the sharp arrow coming towards him, he had already raised his left palm and slapped it out with a palm. The strong wind was stirring. The sharp arrow that was originally shot towards him collided with the palm wind and changed direction immediately. At this moment, Qi Ning's body was like a swallow, and had already jumped out of the window and landed lightly on the long street.

"kill!"

There was a shout of killing sound from both ends of the long street. Qi Ning was in the middle of the long street and had seen countless figures rushing over on both sides. A sneer flashed across the corner of Qi Ning's mouth, his expression remained unchanged, and his eyes were full of murderous intent, and he was straight towards the crowd rushing towards him.

The crowd rushed over and wrapped around Qi Ning in an instant, but the group of people seemed to have encountered an indestructible stone, splashing everywhere, and puffing and puffing sounds. It was the sound of sharp blades piercing through the flesh. The three people closest to Qi Ning had already fallen down like four rotten woods. They covered their throats, and the blood in their hands came out. One hand was not enough to block the gushing blood and shot out from the gap between their fingers.

Of course, the death of a few people would not have any shock to this group of people. The crowd still wrapped Qi Ning in the middle, like the tides on the sea, rushing towards Qi Ning one after another.

At this time, Qi Ning was like a ghost, or like a loach. In the crowded crowd, he could always find the most suitable gap to wander. The cold blade in his hand no longer pursued attacking the enemy's vital points, and even did not look at the other party's body position at all. He held the cold blade's right arm and slashed it casually.

The sharpness of the Cold Blade is not an exaggeration to say that it is cutting iron like mud. Wherever it passes, it cracks the clothes and skin, and can easily cut the skin from any opponent's hands. Qi Ning's body is quick and quick, and his move is like lightning. Without any hesitation, in just a moment, more than a dozen people have been cut by the Cold Blade.

A deep cut was cut on one person's wrist, and blood flowed. The man immediately cut a piece of cloth from his clothes and was about to wrap the wound up so as to avoid bleeding. He was about to bandage him, but he suddenly found that the wound began to turn black in an instant. The person's face changed color. Before he thought about it, he felt his breathing rapid and he couldn't breathe. At this time, he heard a "bang" on the side, and a companion fell to his feet. The companion twitched all over, and foamed in his mouth. The man also felt dizzy and took a step forward, with his head heavy and his feet light. He fell to the ground and then began to twitch violently.

"poisonous!"

Someone next to him screamed: "Be careful, he...the knife in his hand is poisonous!"

Qi Ning's cold blade is indeed poisonous.

In order to rescue Gu Qinghan and others, he set up a plan to lure these people to this point, so he naturally had to fall into trouble. The current situation was as expected, and of course he had made sufficient preparations in advance.

The Han Blade was soaked in poison, and it was a very poisonous thing that was blood-sealed. It was precisely because of this that he put on gloves made of special materials. This was to prevent his hand from being accidentally cut by the Han Blade. At this moment, he did not need to attack the enemy's vital points. As long as the Han Blade was separated from the enemy's body, even if it was a small wound, it would be poisoned if it was blood-stained, and the poisoned person would die in an instant.

Faced with crowded enemies, this is of course the most effective way to kill the enemy.

Of course, Qi Ning knew that this method was very cruel, but this battle tonight had nothing to do with kindness. In a battle of death, Qi Ning had never thought of letting any enemy attacking him survive tonight.

More than a dozen enemies scratched by the cold blade fell to the ground one after another, twitched, and then died.

The crowd paused for a moment, but it was only a moment, and more people were still shouting and clamoring toward Qi Ning.

On the roof, several figures looked down at Qi Ning, who was fighting hard in the crowd. He was the first to wear a gray robe, wearing a black mask on his face, and his hands were on his back. The eyes under the mask were cold and sharp. Behind him, one person stood on the left and right. The man on the left was extremely short and thin, but he wore a snow-white mask on his face. The mask looked like a doll of twelve or thirteen years old. The baby face looked like a smile, looking gloomy and terrifying. The man on his right hand was slender, wearing a black suit and a black scarf mask. His eyes were staring at Qi Ning, with a deep resentment in his eyes.

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