The Heavens: A Qing, the Yue Girl at the beginning

Chapter 125 The Messenger of Souls, the Old Swordsman
Late at night, near Yangcheng Wharf.

"If Lu Shaohua hadn't been taken down for interrogation, I would never have thought that Jin Jiuling, the god of six gates, would be the embroidered thief who committed a crime recently. When he got out of that boat, he would be captured immediately, and asked where he was. The whereabouts of those treasures."

The gray-robed man suddenly gathered his true energy, and spoke to the Faceless Man beside him by means of sound transmission.

Lu Xiaofeng, who was not too far away, didn't respond, just staring at the big boat beside the pier that was fading away.

The so-called sound transmission into secret means that a person with extreme internal strength can restrain his own sound wave freely, and pour it into anyone's ear at will, but others cannot hear it.

This kind of kung fu has never been heard of by ordinary people in the Jianghu; even the first-class players in the Jianghu, most of them always think that this is just a myth in the legends of the Jianghu.

"As for Lu Xiaofeng who is guarding outside, it seems that he really wants to know what happened to Jin Jiuling walking out in the middle of the night to meet people."

The gray-robed man raised the bamboo hat on his head, looked at the night sky, and sighed: "Just guide him to go in another direction. When I have free time in the future, I can drink some fine wine with him."

The faceless man nodded, and rushed out from his hiding place, coming to Lu Xiaofeng's side.

A cold voice sounded: "Follow me, if you don't want to go to hell."

He has no lips, and his voice seems to come from hell, tempered by magic fire.

Lu Xiaofeng was originally thinking about Jin Jiuling, when suddenly he heard a ghost-like voice and saw a ghost-like scary person.

"who are you?"

"The Messenger of Souls."

"Why should I go with you?" Lu Xiaofeng secretly practiced his kung fu, knowing that the other party could come to him without a sound, no doubt he is a top master.

"You don't understand? Don't delay the matter of the old knife." The ecstasy envoy looked at him coldly, his eyes looked like a crater that had just erupted lava, hot and dangerous.

His voice was slow, eerie, and difficult because he had no lips.

Those who have not seen him will never imagine what it would be like for a man without lips to speak.It was a kind of indescribable mystery and horror.

However, Lu Xiaofeng showed no fear on his face, and said, "I don't understand why you stopped me. I have never heard of old swordsmen. What does it have to do with me if strangers have something to do?"

He suddenly smiled: "Although there are many shameless people in this world, none of them are as thorough as you."

With a dragon chant of "Qiang", the enchanting messenger's sharp sword has been unsheathed.

There seemed to be a flash of lightning in the night sky, and a cold light pierced directly towards Lu Xiaofeng.

His shots don't seem to be abrupt, and there is no change in the moves, but they are too fast, unimaginably fast.

Lu Xiaofeng retreated sharply, and stretched out his hand, trying to pinch it with two fingers, but retracted halfway, turned around and ran.

Only now did he discover that the soul ecstasy messenger's martial arts were even higher than he had imagined, whether it was lightness kung fu or swordsmanship, they were all at a level similar to Ximen Chuuxue's.

Seeing that the seductive messenger had led Lu Xiaofeng away, the old knife pressed down on the bamboo hat, lowered his body, and rushed towards the big boat.

In his mind, the sound of fighting on the boat was probably the result of Jin Jiuling secretly dealing with some secret organization, and then cheating on others.

After all, most of the property obtained by embroidery is not gold and silver that can be used directly, and must be traded with appropriate people.

It would be best for both sides to lose out, and take them all down in one fell swoop.

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At the same time, Zhao Qing looked at Gong Jiu's room in the cabin for a while, and patted Jin Jiuling's body with his palm.Two bursts of hot and cold internal force passed into his body, awakening him from his coma.

He Shangshu, Xiao Huzi and the other three were brought back by her separately, piled up together, and each of them was gently pierced into the acupuncture points on the chest by several embroidery needles.

This is the inspiration she got from Cui Baiquan of Tianlongbabu.

Murong Bo embedded three chess pieces in Cui Baiquan's chest, which made him unable to take them out and was tortured.As long as he pushes his acupoints with a slight force, he will faint immediately, and he will not be able to wake up for two hours.

He Shangshu and others were pierced with steel needles, but at the same time they couldn't use force and couldn't pull them out, otherwise they would have to press the acupuncture points by themselves, and the pain was endless.

Zhao Qing cleverly pierced the embroidery needle made of refined steel. Although it was intended to punish him, it was actually more of an attempt to see if the little old man Wu Ming could help his subordinates solve this problem, so as to be able to judge his general situation.

Jin Jiuling woke up from the coma, aware of his current situation, knowing that he had no power to resist, and said coldly: "Although I don't know who you are, I must have recognized my identity."

"Is it the so-called No. 300 catcher of the six sects in the past [-] years, or the embroidered thief who killed friends and robbed money? Make it public." Zhao Qing also said coldly.

Jin Jiuling's pupils shrank suddenly, and there was an unconcealable surprise in his voice: "The embroidered thief? What does it have to do with me? You don't mean to frame me, do you?"

"It has been nearly 13 years since I joined the public school at the age of 30. I have never done anything against the law. No matter what kind of crime I am accused of, no one will believe it!"

He used both hands and feet, and his body kept retreating, but his tone was quite solemn:

"I am both the former chief arrester of the Six Doors and the current chief of the Pingnan Palace. I have many friends in the court. Don't try to plan anything from me. I can't please you either."

"Perhaps you don't know, once I lose the message, Lu Shaohua, Meng Wei and others will immediately help me contact my friends in the court."

Zhao Qing chuckled and said, "Don't you think that what you do is flawless? I also know what the Invisible Man organization knows. You are talking about the court, and several big insiders are busy arresting you." ?”

She pointed to the big iron awl that was divided into two sections on the ground, and said, "Where did your iron awl kung fu come from? As far as I know, the famous big iron awl martial arts in the Jianghu are all inherited from heaven in the past." Hammer Taoist Blue Sky Hammer."

"Iron Cone Kungfu? This is what you want to ask? Let me think about it, it was a night 25 years ago, I..."

Jin Jiuling was silent for a while, but still gave an answer, and delayed the time by telling stories, hoping that some variables would appear.

And as expected, he also waited for someone who seemed to come to save him.

The handle of the old knife floated into the hole above the room without a sound, and suddenly swept past, grabbing at Jin Jiuling who was lying on the ground.

(End of this chapter)