Song Xing: I am cultivating immortals in Qingcheng Mountain

Chapter 509: The Jianghu Should Not Be Like This
"Ah~~"

A scream was heard and a hand fell to the ground, attracting everyone's attention.

The girl who should have been knocked unconscious was standing there. Her eyes, which should have been charming, were now emitting a bone-chilling chill.

There was a man next to her, holding her wrist. The wound was shocking, it was broken at the root. The man lay on the ground, wailing loudly.

At Yuelai Inn, the remaining three men looked pale and stunned. They did not seem to have expected that Tang Lian and the others were not drugged.

"Are you okay?"

"This is impossible!!"

Looking at these people, Sikong Qianluo's eyes were cold. Once upon a time, a group of insignificant minions dared to set their sights on her, which was what she hated the most.

"Whoosh!"

The man who had just spoken rudely was shot away by Sikong Qianluo. A beam of gunlight followed, and the man fell into the air with a muffled sound, leaving only pieces of flesh on the ground.

Ignoring the stunned expressions of the others, Sikong Qianluo continued, "From what I hear you guys are talking about so happily, you must have harmed quite a few people with this method!!"

"At first, I felt sorry for you, but I didn't expect you to be this kind of person. So, the Taoist priest who came this morning must have discovered something, and that's why you were overwhelmed!!"

Speaking of this, Sikong Qianluo couldn't help but think of the Taoist priest that the old man mentioned before, saying that the Taoist priest was not easy to serve. There must be some hidden story behind this.

"Grandma, please spare my life!!"

Sikong Qianluo's move was very swift and swift, coupled with a flash of his spear, made the few people who were still alive realize that they had hit a wall this time.

"This is so cruel and insane, it is intolerable!!"

Sikong Qianluo swept the silver moon in her hand, and the tables and chairs in the room were turned into powder by the spear light. Looking at the three people in front of her, her voice became colder.

Tang Lian stretched out her hand to stop Sikong Qianluo who was about to attack. These people were just some second-rate characters who took advantage of the unstable situation in Qianlan City to come out and rob people. It would not be difficult to kill them.

"Senior brother?"

"Junior sister, please be patient. I have something to ask this person."

After all, he was not an ordinary person. When the old man in the lead heard that Tang Lian had something to inquire about, his eyes rolled and he began to make plans.

But the next moment, he felt a chill on his shoulder, and one of his arms fell off, followed by a piercing pain.

"Ah~~~"

Tang Lian's finger blade flew in his hand. Looking at the old man who had just been chatting with them happily, he said in a steady tone: "Old man, you are not the only one who can get the news. If you don't cooperate, believe me, you will regret coming into this world."

Sikong Qianluo retracted his spear and stood aside. Tang Lian would not show any mercy to such scums of the martial arts world. Coupled with the Tang Clan's many torture methods, if these people fell into Tang Lian's hands, their fate would be several times more miserable than his own.

"Kid, if you have the guts, kill us!!"

The old man's face darkened, and his eyes were filled with hatred and determination. He couldn't escape anyway, and if these people made life difficult for him, then everyone would suffer together. He had already made up his mind that no matter what the man in front of him asked, he would not say a word.

"Whoosh!"

There was a sound of breaking through the air, and another arm flew out. "My father-in-law is very familiar with this matter, and I think he must have done it many times. To be honest, I don't feel any psychological burden to cut you into pieces."

"If you really don't want to cooperate, I plan to cut you into pieces."

Tang Lian's expression was still calm, as if the person who said this and did this was not him. But the more this was the case, the more frightening it became, especially when the other party was capable of doing this.

"Father, you still have six chances."

Lei Wujie had never seen Tang Lian like this before. He walked towards Sikong Qianluo and gently nudged him with his shoulder.

"Sister?"

Sikong Qianluo turned her head and looked at Lei Wujie. She probably guessed what he was thinking, so she said, "If you can't stand it, get out!"

The world of martial arts has always been like this. If they had been tricked just now, their fate would not necessarily be better than theirs, so she was indifferent to everything Tang Lian did.

Lei Wujie shook his head. He still couldn't accept such a thing. In his mind, if he caught such a villain, he would just kill him with a sword.
Lei Wujie sighed softly, said nothing more, turned around and went downstairs.

The truth was there, and he understood it all, just like what Zhao Shouyi had told him before, when traveling in the world, punishing evil is promoting good, and treating evil people by rooting them out is protecting the people. If you let them go because of soft-heartedness, then when you leave, those evil people will continue to do evil, and may even become worse.

He casually took a bench from the square table. The lights were on in the lobby, not too bright, but he could still see clearly near the counter.

Lei Wujie sat down, crossed his hands behind his head, half leaning back, looking at the roof. Lei Wujie missed the days when he traveled the world with Zhao Shouyi and Xiao Se.

They also encountered many things at that time, including things like the current situation. However, as for Zhao Shouyi and Xiao Se, they both preferred to verify, as if they knew the answer early on, and some subsequent actions were to verify this answer.

"Senior sister, why are you coming down here too?"

The screams from the second floor never stopped. Lei Wujie caught a glimpse of Sikong Qianluo out of the corner of his eye and asked subconsciously.

Sikong Qianluo didn't say anything. He walked slowly to his side, pulled a bench from the square table, then leaned Yin Yue against the table, and also followed Lei Wujie's example to enjoy this rare quietness.

"Lei Wujie, it's not a pity for those people to die. I just got some information from that old ghost. In the past few days, thirty-seven passers-by have died at their hands, and several girls have been locked up in the cellar by them."

Lei Wujie's body stiffened. Although he had expected this result, the number thirty-seven was still difficult for him to accept.

"Although Senior Brother's methods are a bit cruel, we cannot be merciful when dealing with evil people. If we are soft-hearted and let them go today, then if these people do evil again in the future, who will be held responsible for the sins they have committed?"

Lei Wujie was speechless for a moment, he didn't know how to answer this question.

"But Brother's methods are a bit too much."

After a while, Sikong Qianluo added, if she couldn't hold on, how could she come down!
Lei Wujie seemed to have guessed something, but this time, he didn't ask any more questions.

"Back then, Brother Zhao said something. I didn't understand what it meant at the time. I asked Xiao Se, but he wouldn't tell me. But now I think I understand a little bit."

Sikong Qianluo was silent for a while, then asked, "What did Brother Zhao say?"

"The world shouldn't be like this"

(End of this chapter)