Chapter 248 After Wei Zhengxian, Qingzhou is the most talented! (Second update)
Boom!
As if being hit head-on by a heavy hammer, Lin An's eyesight turned black and he almost fell to the ground.
It has been more than a month since he came to Deyang Mansion. How could he not know what this scene represents?
"Zhao Qing!"
Lin An's body trembled, and when he turned his head again, his eyes were almost bloodshot.
Seeing him like this, the refugee was almost frightened and his heart stopped. The rest of the Jin Yiwei also reacted, and immediately they were filled with rage.
"You, you ate him? You, you ate him!"
"Beasts! I will chop you alive!"
"We are here to save you, how dare you?! How dare you!!"
After a few "cang rang" sounds, the swords were unsheathed. The eyes of all the guards in uniform were red, and they roared like evil tigers coming down the mountain, ready to kill.
"Everyone stop it!"
A cold voice was squeezed out from between clenched teeth. Lin An coldly glanced at the homeless people, and the sadness in his heart could no longer be suppressed:
"Bring me the instrument of torture!"
He and Zhao Qing entered the Jinyiwei garrison in the same batch. They practiced martial arts, performed tasks, and were promoted. They were almost inseparable for thirty years. Although they had different surnames, they were brothers.
Seeing this scene, the murderous intention in his heart almost swallowed his heart, but he still endured it.
The whereabouts of Cao Jinlie may have to start with these beasts.
"Beasts."
A group of Jin Yiwei almost gritted their teeth and surrounded all the refugees with ferocious faces. They clenched their swords tightly and could kill them at any time.
Seeing the forest of swords and the freezing cold, all the refugees turned pale with fright, some even collapsed on the ground, with feces and urine flowing out, and some even laughed sadly.
"Ha, hahaha! Kill, kill!"
Lin An looked coldly.
It was an old man with disheveled hair and a body like a skeleton, half human and ninety-nine like a ghost. He was crying and smiling, looking at the group of royal guards with a ferocious look:
"Everything about propriety, justice, integrity, and morality, under such hunger, it's all bullshit, bullshit! Hahaha!"
"How do you know? You don't know..."
The old man was speaking incoherently, and his whole body was swaying unconsciously. Only the remnants of his Confucian shirt could be seen from his tattered clothes.
A guard in uniform was about to step forward, but Lin An stopped him and looked at the old man coldly:
"go on!"
"You have dry food, horses, swords, and armor. But we have nothing..."
"There is no way, no way! He saved us, but, we..."
"I don't want to die..."
…
The old man was trembling, crying and laughing.
Lin An's complexion was green and white, and the complexions of the imperial guards were also changing.
It was a few months ago, on a scorching summer day, that a group of guards came here and rescued a group of 'two-legged sheep' that were being held captive by horse bandits.
They had other tasks, leaving only one person to lead hundreds of them away, but halfway, they encountered another group of murderous people.
"...There is no way! The gang of murderers killed him, lit a fire, and let us eat him. We have no way, no way."
"brute!"
A guard in Jinyi was so angry that he kicked him to the ground. Looking at the walking corpses all over the ground, he was trembling with anger;
"He saved you, you, you..."
He couldn't continue, and all the Jin Yiwei's eyes were red and their teeth were almost broken.
"Zhao Qing, Boss Cao."
Lin An whispered to himself and looked at the old man:
"That group of murderers kept you here because they wanted to use your mouth to guide us, right? Tell me, where are they?"
"No, I don't know."
The old man froze, looking at the murderous imperial guards with despair and numbness:
"I really don't know..."
"have no idea?"
Lin An nodded and looked at the dull-looking Jin Yiwei behind him.
The Jin Yiwei nodded, took out the punishment box he carried with him, and walked towards the old man.
"ah!"
The screams pierced the sky, extremely sad.
Not long after, the Jin Yiwei wiped his hands and stood up, nodded to Lin An, and then a cold light burst out from his waist, pulling out a large blade shadow, and in just an instant, he killed all the refugees who had gathered.
The smell of blood rose into the sky and extinguished the bonfire nearby.
"The gang of thugs left only one sentence."
The dull young man in Jinyiwei looked around at his colleagues. In fact, they had all heard what the old man said.
That gang of thugs,
Let them wait there to die.
No one said a word, and their hearts were filled with grief, anger and anger.
Everyone has thought about licking blood with the blade of a knife for a lifetime, but dying, and having the body burned and eaten by others, has never happened to them.
More, unforgivable!
"Brother Zhao, my little brother is here to pick you up..."
Lin An took off the scabbard, which was full of black dirt and grease, and pulled off less than half of the flying fish suit that the refugee was wearing, and stuffed it into his arms.
He was extremely sad in his heart, but he had no time to be sentimental. He wanted to ask his subordinates to go back and report the news, but he felt it was inappropriate.
That group of murderers left this group of refugees here for several months, and with these words left behind, I am afraid that they have been planning secretly for a long time, and maybe someone is watching them from a secret place right now.
Once dispersed, I'm afraid they will be defeated one by one.
"wait."
Suppressing the anger in his heart, Lin An sat on the floor, waiting for the gang of thugs to come to the door and waiting for Qi Gang to arrive with his men.
The rest of the Jin Yiwei also sat down cross-legged.
Huhu~
The breeze blowing by could not dissipate the smell of blood here. The guards in uniform were like rocks, holding their swords horizontally in front of their knees, closing their eyes and regulating their breathing.
waiting.
…
…
唳~
A goshawk crossed the sky, flew through the cloudless sky, swooped down suddenly, and landed on a barren mountain.
A short man stretched out his arms to let the goshawk fall.
"Dead? Are those refugees dead? The ones who killed them didn't leave. They were waiting where they were. Twenty of them?"
The man gently stroked the goshawk's feathers, as if talking to himself, and seemed to understand the goshawk's cry.
call!
He popped out a pill and fed it to the goshawk, then raised his arm to let it go away.
He turned around and headed down the mountain.
His speed was very fast, and he had reached the foot of the mountain in a short time. After a few more twists and turns, he came to a bamboo forest.
This place is in the shade, and there are still sporadic greens, but the large tracts of bamboo have dried up and the stream has long since stopped flowing.
In the bamboo forest, there is a small courtyard.
"Sir, the people from Jinyiwei should have arrived."
The man bowed slightly and said.
As he was talking, a man appeared in the small courtyard. He was about eight feet tall. He was dressed in black and had strong muscles and bones. He was like a cast of copper poured into iron, giving people a strong sense of oppression.
This person is none other than Qi Longsheng, the chief rudder of the Seven Prefectures of the Liansheng Sect.
As it appeared, a strong bloody smell spread, so strong that the short man felt intense discomfort.
"The noses of these bastards have always been so good!"
Qi Longsheng's face darkened.
Once, he underestimated Jin Yiwei's tracking ability so much that it took him several months to get rid of Qi Gang, and he paid a huge price for this.
"The smell of blood is so strong!"
Suddenly, another sound came from outside the bamboo forest, faint and sharp, sharp and thin:
"Ah! Is it Commander Qi? With your martial arts, who can hurt you so badly? Tsk, tsk, tsk..."
"I wonder who is so sneaky? It's Mrs. Phantom? That's Yu Wanghai's trick. He even invited you, the Thirteen Phantom Thieves..."
Qi Longsheng's eyes turned cold and he immediately sneered back:
"I heard that thirteen years ago, you were still called the 'Phantom of the Forty Fiends'. How come you became the Thirteen Fiends after taking a trip to Tianlang Pass?"
The Phantom Forty Fierce was the most active horse bandit more than ten years ago. He roamed the three lands of Kyushu including Longyuan Road and committed many major crimes.
Its members are tyrannical warriors who have been replaced nine times, and they have learned a strange formation from nowhere. Forty of them run as one, and they have killed all the quasi-grandmasters in the five levels.
It completely attracted the attention of Six Doors.
However, because they never left anyone alive and had no fixed address, they escaped several arrests in Liumen.
Until thirteen years ago, this group of murderers kicked the iron plate and almost fell to the ground at Tianlang Pass.
"snort!"
With a cold snort, a charming woman in a black skirt came to the courtyard and looked at Qi Longsheng with an unkind expression:
"I don't want to pity the leader of Qingzhou, but he turns out to be a sharp-tongued person."
"Each other."
Qi Long Rawhide smiles but does not laugh:
"Madam must not be here to quarrel with Qi. You have also heard what I said before. Should you deal with that group of Jinyi guards, or should I?"
"Is Qi Gang here?"
Mrs. Phantom asked.
The man shook his head slightly:
"They are all minor characters. Not only Qi Gang, but also Yu Fengxian and Qiu Zhanyu are not among them."
"Then what to kill?"
Mrs. Phantom looked unhappy:
"I've been waiting for several months, and you want me to close the net with just a few shrimps? Keep them until Qi Gang arrives, and catch them all again before it's too late!"
After that, he walked away.
The dozens of figures hidden in the bamboo forest also quietly retreated as she left, just as strange as they came.
"Waiting for Qi Gang?"
Qi Longsheng sneered:
"I'll wait until I come to Qigang to see if you can still smile?"
"Sir, are we?"
the man asked.
"Then the old man didn't send the eagle to deliver a message a few days ago? Since he wants to take action, we might as well wait a while. By the way, let's also wait for Zhao Guangsheng."
After that, Qi Longsheng said no more, turned around and walked into the house.
The man had no choice but to retreat.
In the bamboo house, there was another person sitting cross-legged. He was dressed in white, his complexion was even pale, he was as tall and thin as a bamboo pole, and his eye sockets were so deep that no eyeballs could be seen.
"Then Qi Gang, is he really that great?"
The man in white spoke.
His name is ‘Mu Huan’, he is Qi Longsheng’s deputy, he comes from a large sect, and he only joined the Qingzhou Liansheng Sect a few years ago.
"Jinyiwei has nine top-notch martial arts. An ordinary person can learn one of them, which is enough to dominate a state. Qi Gang has learned three of the 'Peng Mo Zhen Gang', 'Great Demon Subduing Fist' and 'Canghai Jiudiexian'
!
In my opinion, after Wei Zhengxian, he is the most talented in Qingzhou!"
Speaking of Qi Gang, Qi Longsheng's expression was not very good:
"If I want to kill him, I can't. You and I are not enough. Plus, the Phantom Thirteen Fiends are only barely able to do it. If he wants to leave, he probably won't be able to stop him..."
"unless……"
The man in white understood clearly. He pressed the floor tile casually and heard two "click" sounds. The wall behind him cracked, revealing an iron cage made of black iron and fine steel.
In the darkness, bloodthirsty scarlet eyes flickered, followed by a low growl that sounded inhuman: