After rebirth, I became a treacherous minister Black Moonlight

Chapter 517: The Domineering Miao King

The masked killers who were about to fire their bows and crossbows suddenly felt an overwhelming pressure, as if it were real, which made their knees sink. They suddenly dared not shoot the arrows in their hands.

There was clearly only the Miao King, yet everyone seemed to see thousands of troops behind him.

Several assassins couldn't even hold their bows and crossbows steadily.

Some who were not afraid of death dared to look directly into the eyes of King Miao.

Just one look and he fell to his knees!
If they were compared to a vanguard army charging into battle, then their morale had already been torn apart by the Miao King.

The man looked up at the Miao King without blinking. Shock and panic, complexity and ambition flashed across his eyes hidden under the bamboo hat, and finally turned into calmness.

He said coldly: "Shoot!"

Still no one dared to pull the bow and crossbow.

When the man ordered the arrows to be released for the third time, a killer finally took action.

He shot an arrow at the Miao King.

King Miao flew down, caught the arrow shot at him, turned his hand, and as he landed, he thrust the arrow into the killer's head.

The valley suddenly became silent.

click!
Click, click, click...

Behind the Miao King, wherever he passed, the bows and crossbows broke.

No one saw how he made the move, let alone why the crossbow made of iron and wood was so vulnerable.

The masked killers who lost their bows and crossbows almost subconsciously took a step back, breaking out in a cold sweat!

Those who did not lose their bows and crossbows were not much better than them.

Who dares to shoot the first arrow?
Anyone who stands next to him will die, okay?

Meng Qianqian's eyes sparkled: "What's this move called? It's amazing!"

Lu Yuan raised his eyebrows: "The old man is quite capable."

The Miao King stood in front of the two juniors, using his large body to build a solid wall for them: "I will count three times, and those who surrender will not be killed!"

"one."

He took a step forward and stared at the leading man with a sharp gaze, his eyes full of warning and murderous intent.

wow——

One of the killers dropped his crossbow.

With the first one, the rest will be easy.

More and more killers threw away their bows and crossbows.

"two--"

The Miao king walked towards the man.

The distance between the two is getting closer and closer.

Just as the Miao King was about to shout out three, the man suddenly raised his hand and began to practice his energy.

Only then did Meng Qianqian see clearly that he was wearing gloves on his hands, which looked like they were made of iron armor and were emitting a chilling cold air.

"Ice Palm."

Lu Yuan said.

During the time he was in Wushan, he flipped through many of Liu Muyan's books, among which were records about the Ice Palm.

This is an extremely domineering martial art that can destroy a person's internal organs with its icy internal force.

Unless the martial artist is practicing the Zhiyang Divine Art, no matter how profound his skills are, he will be injured by the power of the Ice Palm.

After listening to Lu Yuan's explanation, Meng Qianqian suddenly realized: "No wonder Mom got hurt. Is Grandpa practicing the Zhiyang Kung Fu?"

Lu Yuan said: "No."

Meng Qianqian's expression changed slightly: "Isn't Grandpa in danger?"

The man concentrated all his strength into his palms, and a layer of frost condensed on his gloves.

King Miao put his hands behind his back, turned around and walked away like an old man taking a walk.

"Miao King, do you dare to take my palm?"

The man said this coldly, then leaped up and slapped King Miao with his palm!

Meng Qianqian exclaimed: "Outside——"

King Miao gave the man a roundhouse kick in the chest, sending him flying without mercy.

"If you ask me to pick you up, I'll pick you up. Who do you think you are?"

The man fell to the ground in a mess, his ribs broken, and he spit out blood on the spot.

Meng Qianqian hesitated and said: "...It's a good way to play."

King Miao scratched his ear and said to Meng Qianqian, "Girl, come on!"

Meng Qianqian's expression became serious: "Yes!"

She lowered her palms and put on the silver gloves.

Lu Yuan frowned and looked at King Miao: "Old man."

King Miao waved his hand and found a rock to sit on: "Don't worry, I have sealed 30% of his internal strength."

Lu Yuan's face darkened: "Only 30% sealed? You want to kill her?"

"Oh, I see."

Although King Miao only kicked the man once, the opponent was very powerful.

King Miao said: "Don't worry, if you can't win, you can always run away."

boom!
Meng Qianqian avoided the opponent's palm power, and the big tree next to her was chopped down, and even the roots were blown out.

The Miao King held a piece of dogtail grass in his mouth, crossed his legs and said, "Girl, I have taught you the trick. Whether you can win depends on yourself."

Meng Qianqian used her heavy mace to block the opponent's palm: "What's your special move? Are you using your feet?"

Miao King: "Use your hands."

Meng Qianqian: “…”

King Miao suddenly said, "Take his palm!"

The man's icy palm was pressed in front of him and he could not dodge it, and his lower body was also tightly guarded by the opponent.

In a flash, she took the opponent's palm.

An incredible thing happened. The man suddenly took more than ten steps back, held his right hand, and groaned in pain.

Meng Qianqian blinked: "What's going on?"

King Miao said: "The thing in your hand is the nemesis of the Ice Palm."

Lu Yuan's mouth twitched: "...Why didn't you say so earlier?"

King Miao: “I just remembered that.”

The man glanced at a few people coldly, then suddenly fired a wave of hidden weapons and rushed into the thick fog.

King Miao said to the masked killers around him, "What are you standing there for? Why don't you chase them quickly?"

Everyone looked at each other.

Lu Yuan said calmly: "It's useless to keep the disobedient captives, so it's better to kill them."

A masked killer stepped forward and ordered, "Search the mountain!"

After the group left, Meng Qianqian asked King Miao, "Grandpa, can they find it?"

"Nothing is found." The Miao King said without hesitation, "I'm just looking for an excuse to get them away."

If the brat asked him, he might be too lazy to tell her, but in front of his beloved granddaughter-in-law, his patience was endless.

"I came here alone. If they take advantage of our let-down guard and decide to kill us, things will become a little tricky."

As he spoke, he squatted down and took off the mask of the killer whose head he had pierced.

Then he tore open the man's clothes and found a flame tattoo on his chest. "It seems that my guess was right. They are not from Miaojiang."

Meng Qianqian took a breath and said, "They are not from Miaojiang... Fortunately they were sent away."

She looked at the Miao King with admiration, "Grandpa is so awesome!"

King Miao loves to hear the truth!

He puffed out his chest proudly: "If I wasn't so powerful, Xian'er wouldn't be interested in me!"

Lu Yuan chuckled and said, "You are the one who is pestering me."

The Miao King put his hands on his hips and said, "You little bastard, if I hadn't been so persistent back then, would you have been able to succeed?"

Seeing that the grandfather and grandson would pinch each other when they met, Meng Qianqian gently reminded: "Grandpa, Mom is still in the mountains, let's go find her."

The Miao King said calmly, "Oh, I met her on the way. There was a kid from the Seven Heroes Sect with her, and he was fighting with his master."

Meng Qianqian was puzzled: "Seven Heroes Sect?"

Lu Yuan said: "Ji Feng."

"You even know this?" Meng Qianqian was surprised, then she thought of something and said, "Yeah, I forgot what you did before."

How could the commander of the Embroidered Uniform Guard, who is in charge of intelligence and assassinations, not find out the details of the guards in the Prince's Mansion?
Meng Qianqian added: "Grandpa, you just said that Ji Feng faced his master."

King Miao sighed, "Yes, that kid was beaten badly by his master." Lu Yuan said, "Why don't you go and save him?"

The Miao King touched his chin and said, "I only said that he was beaten badly, but I didn't say that he would definitely lose."
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Ji Feng and Yi Xia exchanged hundreds of moves and suffered at least ninety-nine of them.

Yi Xiafei looked at Ji Feng, who stood up again with the sword after being knocked down by him. His eyes moved and he said, "Stop it. I taught you every move. You are no match for me."

Ji Feng steadied himself tremblingly and pointed his sword: "Master, please make a move."

Yi Xiafei gritted his teeth: "You are stubborn!"

He knocked Ji Feng's weapon away with one sword, and Ji Feng staggered to the ground.

Yi Xiafei looked down at him and said, "Look at you. You don't even have a sword. How can you fight me?"

Ji Feng's eyes were filled with blood.

His vision had long been blurred, but there was still determination in his eyes.

Yi Xiafei stepped on his wrist and said, "You still won't listen to your master even after all this? Is it worth it to work for Emperor Liang?"

"……worth."

Ji Feng opened his mouth weakly, and suddenly raised his other hand, grabbed Yi Xiafei's ankle, twisted it backwards, dislocated his tendons and bones, and knocked Yi Xiafei to the ground.

Then he pounced forward like a lion and punched Yi Xiafei in the vital point.

He understood that he was no match for his master, and the hundreds of beatings he received before were just for the final blow.

He punched again and again, continuously attacking Yi Xiafei's important acupoints.

When Yi Xiafei finally lost the strength to resist, he picked up the sword on the ground and pointed it at Yi Xiafei's heart.

After a moment, he put away his sword: "Master, teach me. Today, I will not kill you."

He dragged his tired body to Liu Qingyun, knelt on one knee, and raised the sword above his head with both hands: "I let the assassin go, please deal with it, Madam."

"Please deal with it, madam!"

"Please Madam..."

Liu Qingyun fell asleep.
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After nightfall, the whole mountain was shrouded in thick fog.

Ji Feng recovered some strength and let the white horse carry Liu Qingyun to find Meng Qianqian.

"Where to escape?"

A monkey-like figure attacked Ji Feng from behind.

Ji Feng turned sideways and grabbed his wrist: "Cui Hu, it's me."

Cui Hu took a closer look and was shocked: "Ji Feng? How did you get into this state? Eh? Is this Madam? Is Madam okay?"

Ji Feng knew that he looked a little embarrassed, but he didn't want to mention the fight to the death with his master: "Madam suffered internal injuries and fell asleep."

Cui Hu checked Liu Qingyun's breath and said, "She's still breathing."

Ji Feng: “…”

"Have you seen the young lady?"

Cui Hu asked.

Ji Feng asked strangely, "Young Madam?"

Cui Hu said proudly: "Yes, the young lady is Miss Yan from Qianji Pavilion! I tell you, from now on, I will only recognize her as the young lady, no one else can do it!"

Ji Feng said: "I'm looking for her too."

Cui Hu said excitedly: "You also admit that she is our young lady?"

Ji Feng opened his mouth, not wanting to argue with him about a title: "It's important to find someone."

"Who is there?"

A familiar voice came from the thick fog ahead.

Cui Hu's eyes lit up, and he was more excited than when he saw his wife: "Young Madam! It's us! Me! Cui Hu! Huzi!"

The fog was so thick that you could hardly see clearly until you were almost in front of it.

"Cui Hu, Ji Feng."

"Miss Yan."

Ji Feng bowed.

Cui Hu nudged him with his shoulder and said, "Didn't you call me Young Madam just now?"

Meng Qianqian walked towards the white horse, touched its head, and began to take Liu Qingyun's pulse.

At the same time, Cui Hu and Ji Feng also saw Lu Yuan and King Miao following behind Meng Qianqian.

"Master!"

"Master."

The two of them saluted Lu Yuan.

Ji Feng looked at King Miao warily.

"Don't look, it's me."

King Miao admitted generously, "You and your master were fighting, and I was passing by. I didn't expect you to find me. You have good aptitude."

Lu Yuan said to the two of them: "My grandpa."

King Miao said: "My surname is Liu, you can just call me Master Liu."

Cui Hu clasped his fists and said, "Master Liu!"

There was a flash of suspicion in Ji Feng's eyes, but he didn't say much.

King Miao didn't care whether Ji Fenghuai doubted his origins or not.

Anyway, if he doesn't admit it, he is not the Miao King.

He walked over to Meng Qianqian and asked in a low voice, "Grandson's wife, how is your mother?"

Meng Qianqian frowned: "Mom was hit by the Ice Palm. My medicine is useless to her. Her injuries are even worse. I need to give her acupuncture."

The Miao King's playful expression froze, and he concentrated his mind and energy, alert to the movements around him: "Let's find a place to hide first."

The crowd found a cave.

Cui Hu and Ji Feng guarded the cave entrance.

Lu Yuan came out and said to Ji Feng, "Go in."

Ji Feng said: "Master, I can guard it."

"Just go in if you're told to. Why are you talking so much nonsense?"

Cui Hu pushed the men into the cave, then turned to Lu Yuan and said, "Master, I can guard it alone, you can go in and rest for a while."

Lu Yuan glanced at him.

Cui Hu: "You can stay and accompany me if you want."

Meng Qianqian gave Liu Qingyun acupuncture to draw the cold air out of her internal organs and into her tendons and veins. Then the Miao King used his internal energy to force the cold air out of her body.

The coldness needs to be dealt with step by step, and you can’t rush it.

This treatment lasted for one day and one night.

Ji Feng’s injuries have almost recovered.

He walked out of the cave and whispered to Lu Yuan, "Master, let Cui Hu escort you out of the mountain."

"Madam, are you alright?"

Cui Hu asked.

"Not yet." Ji Feng said, "But after dawn, there will be the Kirin Conferment Ceremony. If the young master doesn't show up, I'm afraid there will be changes."

Cui Hu slapped his head and said, "Oh no! I forgot something so important! I understand... I understand everything! They brought us here just to trap the young master in the fog and prevent him from receiving the title!"

Ji Feng said: "Young Master, please return home to receive the title!"

Cui Hu also said: "Master, let's go back home! We should hurry there as fast as possible, we should be able to arrive... in time..."

Oh my god, it’s dawn…it’s dawn!

When does it get light?
It was clearly black just now!

Lu Yuan looked at Ji Feng calmly: "Let me ask you, if those masked men come back, can you stop them?"

Ji Feng knelt on one knee: "Ji Feng will fight to the death!"

Lu Yuan said calmly: "They spent so much effort to trap me here. If I just go back like this, wouldn't it be too boring? Right, old man?"

The Miao King said calmly: "Why are you looking at me? I don't know! I didn't make any arrangements!"

"Mom, wake up!"

Meng Qianqian let out a long sigh, "It's finally done!"

Lu Yuan's expression relaxed.

Meng Qianqian curled her lips, denying it, but in fact she was worried about her mother: "Your Highness, you can leave now."

Lu Yuan said coldly: "Return to the city and receive the title!"

Dudu: Run faster! Run faster!

Bai Ma: ...You old bastard.

A 4000-word chapter, the last day of the month, ticket clearance~