among them.

Hu Long was the one who adapted the fastest.

This was a piece of cake for him, who had mastered a perfect level of mixed martial arts.

Since I've already shown my skills to Hu Zhenkui before, there's no need for me to hide them now.

"Hulong's movements are very standard; you should learn from him."

Hu Qitian naturally noticed this, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

However, upon further reflection, I recalled Hu Long's past information.

The fact that he has mastered some of the whole-body strength means that his training in martial arts has reached a very high level.

It's only natural that they could achieve this level of success.

After everyone had a basic grasp of the basic movements of the mountain-standing stance, Hu Qitian brought out several birdcages from somewhere, which contained some small sparrows with brown feathers and black spots on their cheeks.

He placed one on each person's shoulder.

These birds aren't afraid of people. They perch on our shoulders, looking around, preening their feathers from time to time, and staring at us intently.

"When will you be able to train it to the point where it wants to fly but can't fly away?"

"That means you've truly mastered the whole force."

"Sparrows, and most birds, need a pushing motion to take off from a standstill."

As long as you use your body to neutralize that subtle force, it will be unable to draw strength from you and thus will be unable to leave your body.

Hu Qitian said.

As they were talking.

He personally demonstrated it to everyone.

Sure enough, no matter how much the sparrow flapped its wings, it could not fly away.

Hu Zetong didn't believe it, and he made a slight movement.

The sparrow flew away from his body the next second.

Hu Long also tried, but failed as well.

The same applies to the rest of the people.

This obviously requires an extremely high level of mastery over the entire body's energy.

……

That night, the moon was bright and the stars were few.

Linhai City, urban village.

The night market stalls along the roadside were still lit with dim yellow lights, and the fumes mixed with the night breeze drifted in the damp air.

"Boss, cut a pound of pig's head meat."

"Okay!"

The chopping board clattered as the meat, wrapped in oil paper, was quickly taken out.

Wang Ting, wearing a mask and carrying a bag of cold dishes, walked home with her head down.

When he encounters people on the street, he instinctively takes a few steps away and doesn't dare to get close.

To avoid being recognized.

Fortunately, it's flu season now, so there are quite a few people wearing masks on the street, and it doesn't seem out of place.

As he approached his lodgings, he paused, turned around, and slipped into a nearby shop that was still lit up. He then came out with a bottle of the cheapest liquor.

He lived in a remote place where the streetlights had been broken for a long time and the corners of the walls were piled with clutter.

He took out the key, about to aim it at the keyhole and open the door.

Suddenly everything went black.

Without making a sound, the person collapsed limply to the ground.

……

A dozen minutes later.

In the old bathroom, the faucet wasn't turned off properly, and water dripped onto the tiles, making a soft "drip-drip" sound.

On the ground, crimson blood meandered along the cracks in the white ceramic tiles, flowing into the rusted drain.

At this moment, Wang Ting lay on the ground like a tattered sack, covered in blood, occasionally twitching, his breath weak.

He struggled to lift his eyelids and looked at the two figures standing in front of him, his pupils filled with fear.

"I... my name is Wang Ting... but I really don't know anything about this parchment scroll... Xue Wu's family... has nothing to do with me... I'm innocent..."

As they were talking.

He was filled with resentment.

He would accept it if he were captured by his own enemy.

However, based on the current situation, these two people came for Xue Wu's family.

The problem is that he didn't do it, but the two men wouldn't listen. They broke his limbs and even used some kind of method he didn't know, making him feel like he was being slowly sliced ​​to death.

He couldn't even bring himself to commit suicide, which nearly drove him insane.

The masked woman leaning against the doorframe glanced down at him upon hearing this, her gaze as calm as still water, without the slightest ripple.

It's as if you're not looking at a person, but at stray dogs on the roadside or insects in the corner.

The feeling Wang Ting had was far more terrifying than that of the ruthless murderers he had encountered before.

"oh."

She spoke softly.

"The fact that they've held out this long without saying anything suggests that we really made a mistake."

Upon hearing this, Wang Ting relaxed, a look of relief appearing on his face.

"It's alright, it's good that you've figured it out, I..."

--puff!

A muffled thud.

Before he could finish speaking, a bloody hole suddenly appeared between his eyebrows.

It pierced right through the entire head.

Red and white splattered onto the yellowed tiles behind him, and the relaxed expression on his face froze.

His body lay stiffly on the ground, and he was no longer breathing.

"Why did you kill him?"

Under the bathroom light.

Two figures, a man and a woman, stood facing each other.

It was white feathers and a fiery tail.

They had been looking for this person for a long time.

I thought I could find out the whereabouts of the incomplete Qingnang Scroll, but I didn't expect this result.

As for whether the other party is telling the truth, it's unlikely that they are lying.

Because no one can withstand the pain of having their bones, muscles, and fascia broken by a powerful force; this is several times more painful than being slowly sliced ​​to death.

Even the strongest man couldn't withstand it.

"Scum like that deserves to die!"

Tailfire remained unmoved.

As he spoke, he extended his right hand and made a gesture resembling a devout prayer on his forehead.

That was a purification ritual unique to the Purification Cult.

"It's just a pity that I wasted one of my Blood Tracking Talismans."

Bai Ling looked pained.

Clearly, the bloodstain talisman in its mouth is very precious.

Then, she looked at the other person.

"So what do you think we should do now?"

"It's very simple. This person doesn't have any fragments of the Qingnang Scroll, so there are only two possible outcomes."

First, that thing has already been taken by those guys from the "Prime Minister's Court".

Secondly, the other party may have given that item to someone else beforehand.

If it were the former, we should have already been attacked by those guys the moment we found this person.

Moreover, it is simply impossible for the two of us to snatch the fragments of the Qingnang Scroll from Shuting's hands.

Therefore, I tend to favor the latter; no, to be more precise, we can only hope it's the latter.

Tailfire said calmly.

"Therefore, I suggest starting with someone the other party knows."

"According to the information currently being investigated, the woman's child is named Xue Wu, and she had a girlfriend before."

However, his girlfriend's family belonged to a collateral branch of the Hu clan.

When Wei Huo mentioned the Hu family, his voice paused slightly.

Needless to say.

Bai Ling naturally understood why the other party was acting this way.

Although the Hu family was only a family that barely reached the level of a middle-class clan.

However, the terrifying aspect of clans lies in the intricate relationships between them, and the fact that some clans have survived to this day.

They are all basically related to those few superior clans that have been passed down for thousands of years.

Once you provoke them, you're likely to face endless retaliation.

When the Pure Fire Sect was besieged, everyone thought it was because of its cruel cultivation methods.

However, only a very small number of people know the real reason why the Pure Fire Cult almost perished.

It was because the Pure Fire Cult accidentally killed a member of a superior clan that the superior clan was enraged and subsequently suffered devastating retaliation.

Although the Pure Fire Sect was not completely eradicated, it escaped from the Yu Kingdom.

However, it also suffered a severe blow and it took nearly forty years to recover somewhat.

However, they dared not approach the heartland of the Yu Kingdom any further, and only dared to linger in the border cities.

If it weren't for the sect leader's order to bring back the lost "Qingnang Fragment," the two of them would never have come here.

"Check first. If the other party has no connection with our family, then take action directly."

Bai Ling said softly.

Although these clans were powerful, they were inherently extremely arrogant.

Only those of their own family are truly considered one of their own.

Therefore, taking action against collateral relatives is completely different from taking action against one's own family.

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