A Quick Walkthrough: Male God, Don’t Run Away

Blood spurted out, Quan Yunqing's expression was indifferent, and his cold eyes were burning with murderous intent.

With him around, no one can hurt Shu Ange one bit.

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The killing martial arts of Qishalou are not at the top of the martial arts, but they are good at using insidious tricks, and they like to attack people when they are not prepared to bully the less, so they rarely miss the time.

This time, the Seven Killing Floor kicked the iron plate.

In their eyes, the weak woman who has no power to tie the chicken is actually a top martial arts expert, and the guards are even more skilled.

"Are you a real Chongxu?!"

Someone recognized Quan Yunqing's martial arts skills and exclaimed in astonishment.

Chongxu Zhenren not only enjoys a high reputation among the people and is deeply loved by the people, but is also a well-known number one figure in the martial arts.

The killer who put his life aside was a little timid, saying that the real Chongxu was the reincarnation of an immortal.

If you offend the real person Chongxu, you will go to **** to be tortured after death, and you will be reincarnated in the animal realm, and you will never be able to be reincarnated as a human again.

In ancient times, many suffered hardships in life, hoping to enjoy peace in the next life. The killer lived a life of shame and yearned for the happiness of the afterlife.

Quan Yunqing didn't say a word, reaping the killer's life with a cold expression.

After half an hour, the commotion subsided, Lu Xing took off the killer's face towel and unbuttoned their collars, and found that the killer's collarbone was branded with a black thorn pattern.

"The county lord, the assassin is engraved with black thorns."

Lu Xing knelt down, carefully inspected the killer's waist, and found another waist card also engraved with black thorns.

"It's the person from the Seven Killing Buildings."

Quan Yunqing threw down his weapon, with picturesque features and handsome appearance, just like an exiled immortal.

Lu Xing raised his head to look at Quan Yunqing, with a slightly puzzled tone: "How does Zhenren Chongxu know that this is the person from the Seven Killing Building?"

"Seven Killing Towers is the No. 1 killer organization in martial arts, with black thorns as its emblem."

"How could these Jianghu people suddenly get involved in the big case of intercepting the court officials."

Lu Xing was puzzled.

"Dispose of the corpse and deal with the Wuyang Mountain bandits first."

Shu Ange didn't take Qishalou's hand in her eyes. There are many people who want her life. She just needs to deal with them one by one, and there is no need to guess who is doing the wrong.

"Honestly obey orders."

Some of the bandits squatted on the roadside with their heads in their hands, while others fled into the mountains.

Lu Xing was worried about the lack of manpower. General Yang Yi heard that the bandits were in trouble and sent reinforcements here.

After the reinforcements arrived, Shu Ange and Quan Yunqing went to Lizhou together, ready to use Marquis Wu Ying for surgery.

The reason why the bandits in Wuyang Mountain are so rampant is inseparable from the secret support of Marquis Wuying. Not only the bandits, but even the local officials followed Wuyinghou's lead.

It is precisely because Marquis Wuying covered the sky with one hand that made the Jiangnan officialdom chaotic, the common people were struggling, and turmoil broke out after the drought.

"Master Hou, it's not good, General Yang led his troops to surround the Hou Mansion!"

The housekeeper was sweating profusely, and rushed over in a hurry, the person stumbled on the threshold and fell, knocking a big bag on his head.

"What are you panicking about, this marquis is a marquis proclaimed by the late emperor, how can old man Yang Yi be able to bear with me!"

Fang Jianying was strong on the outside and hard at work, her face was calm, and a cold sweat broke out on her back.

At this moment, a dark figure suddenly came running from a distance, kneeling in front of Marquis Wu Ying.

"Master Hou, the Imperial Commissioner and his party are about to enter Lizhou."

"What? They haven't been hindered in any way?"

Marquis Wuying looked horrified, and the man in black reported in a deep voice: "Report to the master, when the imperial envoy entered the official road of Wuyang Mountain, he was attacked by bandits, and he led the guards to repel the bandits. Then, they were attacked by assassins again."

"Assassin? What about the imperial commissioner, is there any injury?"

Marquis Wuying still had a glimmer of hope in his heart. If the Princess Fengyi was injured, he would have a way to turn around.

"Master, the imperial envoy was unharmed."

Heaven is about to kill me, and Marquis Wu Ying took a step back with his face as gray as a mourning wife.

There was a sound of armour colliding in the distance, and Mrs. Hou, surrounded by maids, wiped her tears and asked, "Master, there are so many officers and soldiers outside, what happened?"

"Father, I'll take someone out now!"

Fang Haisheng, the prince of the Marquis of Wuying, rushed out with his sword in hand, followed by dozens of personal guards.

Fang Jianying scolded: "Courageous and resourceful! There are hundreds of officers and soldiers outside, what's the use of bringing a dozen guards."

"Father, are we going to capture it like this?"

Fang Haisheng was unwilling. After Wu Yinghou took a deep breath, he said with a sullen face: "This is the end of the matter, we can only do the best. Yang Lan, Gu Jia, the two of you are now going to Lizhou to pass the sentence to Wang Sui, and at the same time to Jiangnan Water. The military commander delivers the letter."

"Dad, this is you?"

Fang Haisheng stopped hesitantly, a trace of madness and excitement flashed in his eyes.

"Your Majesty is old and faint, and he even appointed a yellow-haired girl as a minister of imperial envoy. As a minister, you should try to persuade him."

Marquis Wu Ying turned his fingers with a ruthless expression on his face.

"Father said it very well."

"Haisheng, come here with your ears."

With excitement, Fang Haisheng walked to Wu Ying's side, nodding frequently, showing a wild and wanton smile on his face.

The officers and soldiers were besieged, the Marquis Wuying's mansion was in chaos, and the faces of the maids and servants all showed panic.

Marquis Wu Ying took his wife, concubine and children into the secret passage in the study, and wanted to leave the Marquis' mansion quietly and escape to the outside of the city.

He has been entrenched in the south of the Yangtze River for many years, and he has long developed a lawless temperament.

Now that the officers and soldiers are forced to come to the door, Wu Yinghou does not want to admit his guilt and abide by the law, but instead wants to join forces with his party members to rebel together, which shows the madness in his bones.

"Master, why do the officers and soldiers come to the door, and why do we escape from the tunnel."

Mrs. Wuyinghou felt palpitations and uncomfortable, and always felt that something bad would happen.

After being pampered for so many years, she was accustomed to being sought after by others, and she never thought that she would have such an embarrassing day.

"Father, mother, daughter is afraid."

There was a cry in Miss Six's voice, and Marquis Wu Ying was impatient, and slapped her in the face: "Cry why you cry, cry again and leave you in the tunnel."

After beating his daughter, Marquis Wu Ying glared at his wife: "What time is it, and there are so many things to think about."

Mrs. Hou was dumbfounded, holding her little daughter's hand tightly, not daring to say anything.

The prince of Wuyinghou looked excited. He often followed his father. He knew that his family had been raising private soldiers and building weapons depots as early as a few years ago, and had close contacts with all civil and military officials in Jiangnan.

If the father's rebellion succeeds, he will be the crown prince who is justifiable.

Today, the saints have no children, and they are weak and faint, so naturally they should be replaced by capable ones.

The Marquis of Wuying's mansion in Jiangnan covered the sky with one hand, and it also developed Fang Haisheng's lawless character. He had no idea of ​​the seriousness of the rebellion.

The tunnel was built to a mansion several miles away from Marquis Wuying, which nominally belonged to the Dong family, a wealthy family in the city.

After exiting the tunnel, Marquis Wu Ying stroked his beard proudly.