Luo nine needles

Chapter 160

are people.

Still a woman!
Others saw a flash of thought.

But thinking of the sword aura just now, and looking at the corpses scattered on the ground, he beheaded four people with one sword...

Another thought flashed through.

Really human?
The other people who came to Meng Xichang couldn't help taking a step back, their expressions were dignified, and they no longer had the previous ease and joy, let alone teasing.

"Who!" they shouted.

The woman came slowly and stepped on the scattered corpses: "Momen, Qixing."

In fact, there is no need to ask, I already knew that the Mo sect was chasing them, so the ones who came were all Mo disciples.

It's just that I didn't expect there to be such a master, and she was still a young girl. Isn't Momen dead!

"Okay, you Mo disciples are obsessed with obsession!" The man with the scimitar gritted his teeth and shouted, "If we insist on entanglement, then we will have no choice but to perish!"

Say hello to everyone again.

"Kill them!"

The scimitar left his hand and spun straight to Qixing.

Before Qixing could move, Chief Meng Xi had already stepped over, raised his sword and struck, the scimitar flew towards and chopped into the big tree.

The man with the scimitar leaped forward, and the remaining scimitar swept across Meng Xichang's lower body.

Meng Xi propped his long sword on the ground, raised his feet and spun, and the man with the machete rolled to the ground to avoid a blow.

"Miss Qixing." Meng Xi shouted, "Leave this to me, you go to Zhu Sanlian, he already knows that the news is going to run away—"

Along with talking, the remaining four people also came to kill, but some people also ran towards the forest.

It was the old Taoist Wu, making a sharp cry while running.

With a wave of the Seven-Star Six-Foot Sword, it rose from the ground, and a man who turned his fan into darts in his hand let out a muffled groan, and fell to the ground on his back——

The seven-star feet touched his dead body and headed towards the forest.

Accompanied by a scream, Wu Laodao, who ran not far away, was struck dead by a sword, and the last thing he saw was the woman's figure piercing through the dark night and heading for the depths of the forest.

.......
.......
The night gradually faded, and in the room shrouded in blue light, the rich man who was lying on the bed suddenly sat up.

"What did you say?" he asked in disbelief.

Because he came in a hurry, Zhike didn't bother to turn on the lamp, his face was dim.

"The eyeliner outside the capital found that Qixing went to find Zhusanlian's group of killers." He said, "It seems that they have found their lair."

The rich man stood up: "When? Didn't you stare at her?"

When will you leave Beijing?When did you check that group of killers?
Hasn't he already put the capital under martial law?When are these things done?
Zhike was ashamed: "She celebrated the festival with the young master, then went to set off the river lanterns, made the river lanterns with her own hands, sent them to the young master, went shopping and bought a cart full of things, and went back in the middle of the night. Abnormality found."

The rich man sneered: "That must be a substitute, and he changed someone when he didn't notice."

Zhike turned his head and scolded several figures standing in the room: "Think about it! What's going on? What's wrong?"

Several figures looked at each other, and for a moment of panic, someone thought of something.

"Anomaly, the anomaly is that Miss Qixing wore a veil halfway, saying it was to cover the ashes of the fireworks."

Many women on the street wear veils. After all, many women don't like to show their faces in public, so they don't pay much attention to such trivial matters of women's outfits.

Now it seems that this is wrong.

Zhike raised his foot and kicked over: "Idiot!"

The figure fell to the ground and curled up into a ball, showing pain, but did not dare to make a sound.

The others knelt down with a plop.

"Okay." The rich man stopped, "Go down."

Those people hurriedly got up, lifted the man who was curled up on the ground, and retreated together.

There was a moment of silence in the room, and the rich man suddenly smiled.

"It turned out that in the name of expanding the workshop, people came in, not to arrange their own manpower, but to have already arranged it." He said, "Our little master is really a veteran in handling things."

He stared at her, and she ran away from him calmly and warily.

Zhike's expression was gloomy: "Master, the Zhusanlian brothers are unreliable."

Those killers don't have any loyalty. Although they haven't shown their faces, they have been with each other for so many years, and they have to use the hands of the Zhu Sanlian brothers to support the killers, so their identities are somewhat revealed.

If Qi Xing catches the evidence...

The rich man said: "Go, arrange someone. If the Zhusanlian brothers can't kill the woman, then let them die."

Zhike responded yes, and sighed inwardly, this is another loss.

In the dark room, the rich man's face was covered with blue.

"Let her be the head of the sect, instead of taking the order of the giant, but relying on her status to do messy things. Our good Mo sect was messed up by her." He said slowly, "Just like her father, Don’t take the avenue that should be taken, and insist on looking far away, destroying the foundation of my Momen..."

Having said that, he raised his head and sneered.

"Did she think that we wouldn't dare to be reluctant to do anything to her with the Juzi order as a temptation? She can do whatever she wants?"

He looked at Zhike.

"Go and tell Liu Yan that it's better to let him take care of our head."

Zhike hesitated for a moment: "The giant ordered..."

"If she is really thinking about the Momen, when she is dying of poverty..." The rich man shook his clothes and sat down, and said, "I will give the order of the Momen's most precious giant."

Facts have proved that young people still can't be used to it, let them live a good life.

Zhike responded yes.

"I will personally assist Liu Yan."

After saying that, he backed out, and as he left, countless figures near the deep house dispersed in the misty blue morning mist.

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……

At the darkest moment of dawn, the jasmine lamp has been burned out, leaving only petals floating in the bowl, the young master fell asleep on the table and fell into a deep sleep.

The door by the wall opened suddenly, and a figure walked in without a sound, without saying a word, and groped Gao Xiaoliu in the dark.

Gao Xiaoliu, who was sleeping at the desk, raised his foot and kicked, and the figure snorted, "It's me, it's me—"

Fortunately, he uttered his voice in time, Gao Xiaoliu recognized it was his servant, and relieved his strength in time, without kicking him flying.

"What are you doing?" he said angrily, "Sneaking around."

The servant said in a low voice, "I'm afraid that people will find out." Holding Gao Xiaoliu's retracted foot, he walked up to him, "My lord, what you asked me to watch..."

Whisper a few words in his ear.

Gao Xiaoliu's eyes were dark.

"So, sure enough..." He said quietly, "I'm just a decoration at the gate of the capital."

……

……

A blue light enveloped the land, passing through layers of dense forests. At the foot of the mountain, there was a huge courtyard. At this time, the lights were still hung, and there were boxes scattered in the courtyard, and there were jewels on the ground.

At first glance, it looks like after a carnival, but also like fleeing and moving.

A man like a bamboo pole stood under the eaves and screamed: "Pick up everything on the ground, don't throw one away!"

Another man who was exactly like him came out of the room, and his voice was also high-pitched: "Brother wants to use a car, it can't fit it!"

The previous man looked dissatisfied: "Brother lost his hands, not his feet. Let him go by himself and give me the car."

"Zhu Lao San! Are you impatient!" Another man rushed out from inside and shouted, "Are you going to abandon me?"

This man cannot be said to be exactly the same as the two standing together before, because he has no hands.

"We didn't want to leave you behind." Zhu Lao San hurriedly said, "I just think there's no need to run."

"That's right, Machete Liu and the others have so many people, can't they kill one or two Mo disciples?" Zhu Erer also said, "Boss, you are really scared out of your wits."

Bringing up the old incident poked the scar, and the boss Zhu's face turned greener.

"I'm scared out of my wits! I don't want to cause trouble, that person told us not to be found." He shouted, "If you offend that person, we will have a bad life!"

The three of them were arguing, when someone rushed in and shouted loudly: "Motu is here—"

The noise stopped, Zhu Er Er took a step forward and asked, "How many people?"

Before he finished speaking, there was a sound of breaking through the air, and the person who had just stepped over the threshold spewed blood from his chest, his eyes widened, and he kept running forward and fell to the ground.

Behind him, someone came in across the threshold, stepping on the corpse.

The Zhu Sanlian brothers standing under the eaves paused slightly.

one person?still a woman...
"It's her!" Zhu Boss yelled suddenly, his voice cracking, and he pointed at the person with his bare and handless arm, "It's her!"

Although it was dim in the rainy night, the woman was deeply in my heart, and in her dream, she kept cutting off her hands again and again.

Bamboo's second and third children also recognized it.

In the light of the blue sky, this woman looked thinner than that rainy night, with a six-foot sword hanging down beside her, as if there was another person standing side by side with her.

"Of course it's me." Qixing looked at the three of them, "You killed me back then, didn't you know my identity?"

She walked forward slowly, pausing every word.

"Since you know that I am a disciple of Momen, you should know that I will come again."

"We Momen disciples will not repay evil with kindness."

"If you want to take my life, I will behead you."

(End of this chapter)