A cliff backed by rain, the rain is slightly lighter.
The torrent coming down from the mountain roared down from the low-lying areas on both sides of the cliff. Due to the large vertical difference in the terrain, a waterfall was formed. The sound was thunderous and deafening.
At the bottom of the cliff, a cave was dug out.
It's so deep that I don't know where it leads.
A man in ragged clothes, with a sallow face and skinny muscles, carrying a bamboo basket, was constantly coming in and out of the cave, placing the ore at the entrance of the cave for inspection by a designated person.
Twenty police officers in armor were stationed at the entrance of the cave.
In a temporary tent, the Xuanwen formation was operating, the small barrier blocked the rain, the tent was dry and clean, and the light was warm and bright.
Ying Wuji sat in front of the desk, flipping through the scroll in his hand, and said: "Why is the mining speed so slow? It has been six days, and only two thousand kilograms of mysterious stones have been dug out of such a rich mine. How can I satisfy the master?"
A look of fear appeared on the guard's face.,
He quickly explained: "Sir, it is really because of the lack of manpower. Water seeps underground and it is difficult to dig deep in the veins. Under whipping and urging, one-third of the original miners have been killed or injured, and the people of the Wu family have also forced their way in.
We have mined inside, and the refugees and disaster victims in the city have been properly resettled by Yunmeng City officials. They no longer run around and are difficult to catch..."
Ying Wuji looked stern and said: "Once a general achieves great success, his sacrifice is inevitable. Send an order. If the people in the mine don't dig less than fifty kilograms a day, they are not allowed to eat..."
"As you command, my lord."
The guard didn't dare to raise his head and said quickly.
"Also, you personally lead the team and go to the city to get labor for me. I don't care what method you use. Before sunset today, bring back a hundred people, regardless of gender, old or young, as long as they are alive..."
Ying Wuji said.
"Yes, sir."
The guard obeyed the order tremblingly, turned around with a ferocious expression and went out to do something.
"You're crazy..."
Wu Fenggu, a fat man with a bruised nose and swollen face, couldn't help but said.
The fat watermelon was being tied to a stone pillar next to the tent, and he couldn't help asking loudly: "As the director of the police department, you actually do such illegal things? Do you know what you are doing?
?This is a crime!”
Ying Wuji's eyes moved to Wu Fenggu.
If he hadn't kept this fat man to cooperate with him in accusing Lin Beichen and trying to regain the ownership of the black stone veins, he would have killed this fat pig long ago.
In order to dig mines these days, he did not hesitate to do anything, not only killing more than a dozen people, but the fat man kept nagging him tirelessly, and was tied up directly by him. He gave him a fat beating, and his nose and face were bruised and swollen. He seemed to be more honest.
.
But now you dare to question yourself again?
It seems that the beatings are still not enough.
Ying Wuji stood up slowly, looked at Wu Fenggu, raised the corners of his mouth, revealing a hint of joking, and said, "I heard that you wrote a letter yesterday and sent it out?"
Wu Fenggu's heart trembled.
Was he actually noticed?
The fat man gritted his teeth and admitted angrily: "Yes, I wrote a letter and sent it to Lin Beichen. He is a favored person by God and will definitely come to you. When the time comes, your crimes will be exposed.
Escape from imperial law."
"Ha ha ha ha ha……"
Ying Wuji laughed disdainfully and said, "You fat pig, didn't you keep saying before that you wanted to cooperate with me in dealing with Lin Beichen?"
"Bah, you really think I'm a pig."
Wu Fenggu broke the pot and cursed: "I saw with my own eyes that you killed so many people in order to rush to mine. Even if I help you get the property rights of the mineral veins, you will not let me go... Besides, like
You are a cruel beast in human skin who holds a high position but is cruel. I, Wu Fenggu, will never cooperate with you even if I am cut into pieces and die eleven thousand and ten thousand times."
Ying Wuji smiled cruelly and said: "What about your family? Although I sent them to the mine, at least they are not dead yet. Don't you think about them?"
"Haha, to tell you the truth, I have an illegitimate child outside."
Wu Fenggu said proudly: "There used to be one, but now there are several. They have spread out. What are you afraid of? I am lucky to be able to preserve the bloodline of Xishan Xigua Wu. As for the others, I, Wu Fenggu, will die with them."
...You devil, you will suffer retribution."
"oh?"
Ying Wuji was quite surprised and said: "To be honest, I am surprised that you are so stubborn. How about this? If you kneel down and beg me, I will let you live. How about it?"
"Bah, I believe you."
Wu Fenggu laughed disdainfully.
"You only have one chance."
Ying Wuji joked: "How will you know if you don't try?"
Wu Fenggu was stunned.
The former Education Department official said hesitantly: "I don't study well, so don't lie to me..."
Who would want to be a martyr if he could live?
A look of ridicule passed through Ying Wuji's eyes. Just as he was about to say something else, the tent door curtain was opened, and the guard who had taken the order before actually returned to the tent step by step.
And it's coming back backwards.
"What's going on? Huh..."
Ying Wuji's expression changed and he was about to scold him when he saw another person walking in slowly step by step behind the guard.
All in white.
Clothes are better than snow.
There is a sword behind his back.
The face is delicate and handsome, and the temperament is noble.
There was just a pair of sleeves hanging limply on the shoulders, and there was nothing in the sleeves. It was obvious that his arms had been broken.
"It's you... Mr. Jiang."
Ying Wuji's expression changed and he said, "Why... why are you here?"
The person who came was none other than Jiang Ziliu, one of the Four Sword Slaves.
"I've come to ask Lord Ying for a question."
Jiang Ziliu's gaze swept across the tent, paused briefly on Wu Fenggu, and landed on Ying Wuji, his eyes calm and indifferent.
Ying Wuji's expression flashed, and he immediately laughed and said: "Quickly, Mr. Jiang, please sit down quickly. If you have anything to ask, there is no harm in asking. I will tell you everything I know, and I will tell you everything."
Jiang Ziliu nodded and said, "Thank you very much."
He stood still and said: "I want to know if the method of arresting Lin Beichen's relatives and friends was not necessarily Lin Beichen's signature on the life and death certificate. Was it Master Ying's doing?"
"this……"
Ying Wuji hesitated slightly and said: "I do know the forces that are arresting Lin Beichen's relatives and friends in the abandoned warehouse of the Hai Clan, but they are not me."
"oh?"
Jiang Ziliu asked: "Who is that?"
Ying Wuji hesitated slightly and said: "Since Mr. Jiang is asking, I will tell you that the two people, Yin Yang Scholar and Yan Shimei Xing, are the people of King Hai'an. Lin Beichen killed the direct grandson of King Hai'an, and then killed
Son of Lord Xinjin, how could the two forces just give up and naturally sent experts to deal with Lin Beichen!"
After Jiang Ziliu heard this, he lowered his head and thought for a while.
"wrong."
He raised his head again and said: "To deal with Lin Beichen, why not kill him directly, but force him to sign a life and death certificate?"
Ying Wuji smiled slightly and said: "They want to save some energy. After all, this dude has an unusual background and is a favored person of the gods. It is easy for him to cause trouble, so borrowing Mr. Jiang's hand to get rid of Lin Beichen is
the best choice."
Jiang Ziliu nodded and said: "Then the second question is, Yin Yang Scholar and Yan Shimei Xing came to Yunmeng City in such a short time and were not familiar with the place. How could they come to Yunmeng City in less than one day?
During this time, the connection between Gong Gong’s family and Lin Beichen was found?”
Ying Wuji's smile was a little unnatural.
Jiang Ziliu said: "Is it Master Ying who gave them advice?"
"Haha, since Mr. Jiang has guessed it, I won't hide it anymore."
Ying Wuji laughed dryly and said: "Yes, I pointed out a way for them... Haha, everyone's goal is to let Lin Beichen die. In that case, why not join forces."
Jiang Ziliu shook his head and said firmly: "Wrong."
"wrong"
"Different road non-phase plan."
"Haha, Mr. Jiang, it seems to me that our ways are the same."
"That's what you think, not me."
"Okay... In that case, I have nothing to say."
"In fact, Master Ying not only advised them, but also sent people to participate in the kidnapping operation, right?"
"I don't know what Mr. Jiang is talking about."
"I have investigated the site of the abandoned warehouse and found some traces that are only found on the bodyguards around Master Ying. According to rumors, the six masters who died at the scene were probably the people around Master Ying."
"Mr. Jiang, I have said everything that needs to be said. I can't say more about what I can't say. If Mr. Jiang has nothing else to do, please come back. I am afraid that I need a good rest for my broken arm...
hehe."
"I caused such a huge misunderstanding because of a joke, which made Lin Beichen think that Gong Gong's incident was planned by me. Haha, I deserved the loss of my arm, but I promised him that I would give him an explanation...
…”
"What do you mean, Mr. Jiang?"
"Please Master Ying, please come with me to explain the whole story to Lin Beichen and restore my innocence."
"This... haha, I have important matters to attend to, and I have no time to spare. I'm sorry that I can't obey my order."
Ying Wuji's expression gradually became tougher.
In the final analysis, treating a cripple who lost his arms so politely was just because he was Wei Mingchen's. But from now on, Jiang Ziliu, whose strength has plummeted, is destined to lose power in front of Wei Mingchen.
No need to be too polite.
"Is it important?"
A trace of sarcasm appeared on Jiang Ziliu's face, and he said: "If it is important to coerce innocent people to mine and die here, then what are the grassroots officials in the city who go to rescue people in disasters and relief in rain or shine?"
Ying Wuji sneered and said: "Everyone works for Mr. Wei. You walk your way and I steer my boat. Since we can't help each other, then don't interfere with each other. Otherwise, the trouble will spread to Mr. Wei."
In their ears, I’m afraid that both of them will not look good on their faces.”
Jiang Ziliu's expression suddenly felt a little lonely.
"well……"
He sighed and said: "Actually, I don't understand why the young master would use a dirty and despicable wild dog like you. He should be a bright and upright god who shines in all directions. He should not be stained with dust or dirt.
Yes."
Ying Wuji's expression turned gloomy and cold: "Master Jiang, because you and I can work together and have some sense of honor, I will tolerate you. If you continue to be so rude, then don't blame me.
No more face."
"Paoze?"
Jiang Ziliu smiled faintly.
He raised his head suddenly, his eyes sparkling like lightning, and said, "Are you worthy?"
Ying Wuji was obviously very angry, with sneers on his face.
Jiang Ziliu said: "Since you admit to colluding with the Yin Yang scholar, let me explain it to Lin Beichen. As for how he wants to deal with you, that is a matter between you."
"What if I don't agree?"
Ying Wuji sneered.
Jiang Ziliu said: "Then don't blame my subordinates for being ruthless."
"He is ruthless?"
Ying Wuji laughed heartily.
"Jiang, do you still have any strength? It's really hard to persuade the damn ghost. You are a waste now, and the Zhu Bishi who protected you is also dead. Hehe, come on, take down the whole lunatic.
"
Give an order.
Four police officers rushed in from outside the tent.
They are all great martial arts masters.
He is Ying Wuji's confidant.
Jiang Ziliu's eyes flashed and his shoulders moved slightly.
call out!
The sword is unsheathed behind his back.
The sword flashed.
"ah……"
The four guards all screamed in agony. The wrists holding the swords were dripping with blood. The tendons of their wrists were severed by the sword light, and they retreated with pale faces.
"Anyone who stands in my way will die."
Jiang Ziliu stopped drinking.
The long sword that was unsheathed seemed to have a spirit. It roared in the air, drew a sword light, and stabbed Ying Wuji straight.
Like a god.
"You are looking for death."
Ying Wuji was furious and put his backhand on the hilt of the long sword at his waist.
Clang!
The long sword is unsheathed.
Ding ding ding!
The tent was filled with light.
The long sword whistling in the air was knocked back.
Ying Wuji sneered and said: "It's just a waste of resources for a waste like you to stay with the young master. How about I clean up the garbage for the young master today... and die!"
His figure is like electricity, his mysterious energy explodes, and he wields a sword aggressively.
Being able to sit in the position of director of the police department, in addition to being good at dancing, one's own strength is also the most important factor. At the level of a peak martial artist, he has already stepped into the threshold of a martial arts master.
In the past, when meeting Jiang Ziliu, he would naturally be far from his opponent.
but now?
Just a trash with both arms chopped off.
Who is his opponent? Ying Wuji's heart was filled with murderous intent, and he drew his sword without mercy.
The rapid sword energy and strong wind directly exploded the tent with a bang.
"It's over, it's over, Jiang Ziliu is going to die..."
Wu Fenggu, who was tied to a pillar, was wailing in his heart.
Finally, a savior came. He only needed a little wisdom to change the situation. Who knew that Jiang Ziliu's mind was full of swill, and he was still so arrogant without his hands? It was going to be cool now.
However--
The next moment.
The river Ziliu does not retreat but advances.
With a movement of his shoulders, his long sleeves flew up and wrapped around the hilt of the long sword that had been knocked back. It was actually more flexible than a normal person's arm. With a whoosh, several rays of sword light flowed, like water from the Milky Way flowing backwards.
Ying Wuji only felt like his eyes were blurred.
I haven't realized what happened yet.
Tsk!
Two wisps of coolness flashed across my wrists.
Immediately, a faint mist of blood spurted out.
Ying Wuji shouted, the long sword in his hand fell, and he staggered back. When he looked down, his hand tendons had been severed, and his hands were weak and trembling.
"you……"
He was horrified.
I didn't expect that a cripple with a broken arm could be so terrifying.
Even if I try my best, I am no match for this person.
Wu Fenggu on the side was so excited that his whole body trembled.
Actually won?
Jiang Ziliu's face was stern and he took aggressive steps again.
Move your shoulders again.
The sleeves were rolled up around the long sword, and the sword's light was pointed directly at Ying Wuji's eyebrows.
"not good……"
Ying Wuji retreated crazily, shouting at the same time: "Sir, save me..."
The words were not spoken yet.
Wow!
A bright sword light emerged from the flood river in the distance, and in an instant, it struck right in front of Jiang Ziliu.
Jiang Ziliu's expression changed.
His shoulders shook continuously.
The sleeve drives the long sword, constantly drawing sword light.
The sword energy roared.
Clusters of sparks burst out wildly in the sky.
After a moment like a white horse passing by——
laugh!
The sleeves were cut off.
The long sword let out a mournful cry, shot out, and pierced a cliff rock ten meters away, reaching as deep as the hilt.
Jiang Ziliu retreated.
A sword mark on his face broke open his cheek, and blood slowly came out and flowed down his face.
In front of Ying Wuji, at some point, a middle-aged man in broad robes wearing a high crown appeared.
The smell is amazing.
Like a wild beast that chooses people and loves them.
It exudes an extremely dangerous atmosphere.
It is Jiang Fan, the third of the Four Sword Slaves, [Tianxing Divine Sword].
"Hahaha, I have long wanted to put a scar on that beautiful face of yours, but unfortunately the boss has been protecting me. Haha, now that the boss is dead, you are also useless. Finally, I got my wish."
Jiang Fan smiled lightly, with a hint of sarcasm at the corner of his mouth.
Jiang Ziliu said: "You want to protect this kind of person?"
Jiang Fan said: "What kind of person, that kind of person... Haha, I only know that Ying Wuji is working for the young master, so you can't touch him."
Jiang Ziliu said: "What if I have to move?"
"If you touch him, you are making an enemy of the young master."
Jiang Fan said calmly: "My sword will kill every enemy of the young master, no matter who he is or what his status is."
Jiang Ziliu suppressed his anger and said, "Have you ever thought that the young master will make mistakes and someone needs to remind him?"
"Hehehehe..."
Jiang Fan smiled faintly, with disdain in his eyes, and said: "Just by your words, I can kill you ten thousand times. The young master never makes mistakes. He is a god walking in the world. He will always make mistakes."
He is an enemy of the Young Master."
Jiang Ziliu sighed deeply and said, "It's beyond stupid."
The look of loneliness and sadness on his face became more and more intense, and he said: "Young master, it is because of people like you who fawn over you and flatter you without any bottom line, that's why you make mistakes."
Jiang Fan said: "Since you say so, then go to hell."
After saying that, the long sword in his hand thrust out again.
This sword was like a celestial light, so dazzling that it instantly made the entire valley seem like a small sun rising.
"Maimaipi..."
Wu Fenggu, who was originally hopeful, couldn't help but uttered a curse word.
Who can stand this damn repeated polarity reversal?
My little heart can't stand such torture.
Jiang Ziliu took a deep breath.
He knew that he was probably going to die here in a few days.
But, at this moment——
Bang!
A thunderous sound sounded.
Deja vu.
Jiang Ziliu's heart trembled.
Jiang Fan's shoulder suddenly burst into a burst of blood.
Half of the shoulder was blasted open, and beneath the scorched black fuzzy flesh and blood, broken bones could be seen.
"Lin Beichen!!!!"
Jiang Fan roared angrily and retreated violently.
Such a voice, such power.
Not only Jiang Ziliu, but also Jiang Fan's heart was unforgettable.
One-handed sword seal.
Only Lin Beichen's one-handed sword seal has such power.
Sure enough, a handsome young man in a green shirt walked out of the woods nearby. He had a proud face, but he pretended to be calm and calm. He said sternly: "I'm sorry, my hands slipped for a moment.
Missed..."
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