On the top floor of Fenxiang Pavilion, several figures in fancy clothes were looking at the surrounding pavilions.
They are the real owners of the Incense Pavilion, from the leaders of Fengqing Sect, Yunyan Sect and Xinyi Sect.
The leader was a tall, thin, gray-haired old man, Chen Beiyuan, the elder of the Fengqing Sect.
"Have the messengers been sent out?" Chen Beiyuan asked with a frown.
"We have been dispatched, but I'm afraid we can't save the emergency." Liu Chen, the deacon of Yunyan Sect, said in a deep voice.
Zhu Fan, the deacon of the Xinyizong next to him, said with a gloomy face: "I have said long ago that the Zhenwu Division is a scourge, and the establishment of the Zhenwu Division should have been prevented in the first place!"
It was not that they had not thought about preventing the establishment of the Zhenwu Division, but at that time they felt that even if the Zhenwu Division was established, it would not affect them. After all, they had the support of Prince An's Mansion behind them.
But after the Zhenwu Division was established, especially after the Zhenwu Division destroyed the Bloody Clothes Tower, they felt something was wrong.
The Bloody Clothes Building has a great reputation among the people, but the Zhenwu Si used the Kyoto Bloody Clothes Building to operate. This undoubtedly shows the attitude of Emperor Li and Zhenwu Si towards the folk martial arts forces.
Therefore, the clan heads of their families went to Prince An's Mansion, hoping that Prince An could stop the Zhenwu Division from continuing to suppress the Jianghu forces in Kyoto.
It's a pity that they never expected that Zhenwu Si would be so eager to attack Fenxiang Pavilion, which caught them off guard.
"What's the use of talking about this now? The top priority is how to drive away these soldiers!" Liu Chen said in a low voice.
Zhu Fan was still dissatisfied and said: "How to catch up? Can we still fight against them?"
The land of Kyoto is different from the other thirteen states in Dali. Power is the most powerful force in Kyoto. No matter how high your cultivation level is or how strong your strength is, you must bow to power.
Even if an innate warrior comes to Kyoto, he must be an obedient citizen.
Confronting the court in Kyoto is the most unwise choice.
Moreover, what the three sects want is only profit, and they do not really want to fight against the court.
Therefore, they did not dare to really confront the Zhenwu Division head-on.
"Let's go! Fenxiang Pavilion is right here. We can't run away. We will be back in a few days!" Chen Beiyuan said with a calm expression.
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Qin Wei walked out of the Incense Pavilion, looked at the young talents who spoke righteously, and suddenly laughed.
What is strong rhetoric?
What is self-righteousness?
This is it.
These young talents who hang out in the land of fireworks are full of indignation and eloquent, as if they are standing at the highest point of morality.
However, they only did it for their own enjoyment and never considered the beauties in the pavilion.
Again, the Zhenwu Division is not here to fight against pornography, but to fight against crimes committed by warriors.
Fenxiang Pavilion is a real place that harbors evil and evil.
Forcing good people into prostitution and oppressing good people into being lowly, such things happen almost every day in Fenxiang Pavilion.
The reason why Qin Wei regarded Fenxiang Pavilion as the main target of this operation was because there were thousands of files about Fenxiang Pavilion in Shuntian Mansion Yamen, and each one represented a young girl.
And all these evil deeds were committed by the sect forces and noble families behind Fenxiang Pavilion.
These young talents in front of us are all helping the evildoers.
"Your Highness!" Tie Shou couldn't help showing a troubled look when he saw Qin Wei approaching.
"Fire the arrow!" Qin Wei narrowed his eyes and said calmly.
"This~~"
"The longer the time goes on, the more troublesome things will become. If it goes on longer, those people from the sect may escape!" Qin Wei said.
His target is very clear, that is, those sect forces, but these troubles must be solved as soon as possible. What they are fighting for now is time.
The most difficult part of cracking down on gangsters and eradicating evil is not the arrest of those evil-doing warriors, but whether the Suppressing Forces Division can withstand the coming huge pressure.
Now Qin Wei caught everyone off guard, so that no one could react, so no one came to stop him.
But if time drags on for too long, people and forces with interests behind it will surge in like huge waves.
Time is running out, and Qin Wei has no time to waste here.
"Fire the arrow!" Qin Wei ordered again.
Tie Shou nodded solemnly, and then began to give orders to the surrounding soldiers.
The sound of the bow strings being tightened sounded, and a solemn atmosphere instantly enveloped the world.
The icy arrows chilled the hearts of those indignant young talents, but there were still stubborn people who were still clamoring.
"I don't believe they dare to go on a killing spree in Kyoto today!"
Qin Wei looked at the shouting young man with a mocking smile on his face.
If someone wants to die, he doesn't mind fulfilling their wish.
"kill!"
Iron Shou shouted loudly, and the sound of bow strings twitching was heard one after another.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh~~
Arrows shot through the sky and shot into the crowd with a sharp sound.
The arrows were flying in the sky, and those young talents could no longer remain calm. The faces of hundreds of people changed dramatically, and they were full of disbelief.
They never expected that Zhenwu Si would actually dare to take action, and would kill people if he did!
You must know that they are not ordinary people. Those who can have fun in Fenxiang Pavilion are the children of wealthy families in Kyoto.
Perhaps their status is not noble, but they are definitely not beings who can be killed at will.
Once they are killed, everything in Kyoto will be turned upside down!
How should the Zhenwu Division end?
However, no matter how unbelievable they were, the arrow rain had already appeared above their heads.
"They fired arrows, run!"
At this moment, they finally got scared and wanted to run away.
Unfortunately, their reaction was a little slow. Before they could scurry away, the arrows had already fallen into the crowd.
A wave of arrows, hundreds of arrows, provoked bursts of screams and cries.
Bright red blood flowed among the crowd, and the strong smell of blood instantly filled the air, mixing with the fresh fragrance of flowers and rouge.
Many people fell to the ground, and many people lay on the ground and howled miserably.
The remaining group of people who were lucky enough not to be hit by the arrows turned pale and collapsed on the ground.
In the distance, some onlookers were shocked when they saw this.
Many people's hearts are trembling.
Really take action!
Zhenwusi really killed people!
Qin Wei's face was indifferent as the ground was stained red with blood.
He was still a little uncomfortable with this kind of bloody scene, but it was much better than the last time.
One general's success will lead to thousands of bones being withered. If Zhenwusi wants to rise, he will have to step on countless bones and blood.
Qin Wei was mentally prepared to adapt to killing.
In his previous life, he was just an ordinary person who found it difficult to kill chickens. In this life, he must learn to kill people. One day he will personally kill every living life.
He was mentally prepared.
Qin Wei held the long sword, got on the horse, and gently stroked the horse's mane, his expression was dull and indifferent.
"Capture them all. Anyone who dares to resist will be killed on the spot!"
Iron Hand called to the surrounding soldiers and began to capture the remaining young talents.
"Do you think what I did was right or wrong?"
Qin Wei asked slowly.
"Everything your Highness does is right!" Shi Luan stood next to Qin Wei and said with a cold face.
When Qin Wei heard this, he couldn't help but smile.
"It seems that you have adapted to your role."
A pair of cold eyes showed no fluctuation, the cold aura on his body seemed to isolate him from the world, and his long snow-white clothes fluttered gently in the warm wind.
"From that day on, His Highness was everything to me."
With a slight twitch of the corner of his mouth, Qin Wei lifted the reins in his hand, and the dark horse lightly tapped the ground.
Shi Luan is a beauty, an iceberg beauty.
But Qin Wei would not keep such an iceberg beauty in a deep compound. She should be a sword, a sword that brings killing and death.