Under One Person, your rebellious life has reached the heavens?

“But they did manage to use the Qing Dynasty...that's where I'm guilty.”

Upon hearing this, the head and second-in-command of the Secret Painting Sect were devastated, as if they had lost their souls and could not believe it. The other disciples cursed and wished they could rush up and execute him on the spot.

"In other words, with this Qingming liaison, they can communicate with each other before the blood ink runs out, and they might even hide themselves so that no one can find them. Dou Ruchang, you're quite capable."

The head of the Wang family is ruthless. Many of his uncles died at the hands of the sorcerers of Quanxing in his early years. Now he only wants to eliminate Dou Ruchang, both to vent his resentment and to severely damage Mihua, killing two birds with one stone.

After the truth came to light, he looked at the head of the Secret Painting Sect with an arrogant smile on his lips.

"Master Zhao... This is a disaster caused by your secret sect. We cannot interfere. We hope you can be impartial and follow your sect's rules."

"it is good."

The head of the Secret Painting Sect shouted in a hoarse voice, "Guards, drag this traitor away and hang him!"

Chapter 195 Midnight Ambush

As soon as the voice rang out, the disciples below the stage, who had been unable to contain themselves, rushed forward, only to be reprimanded by Dou Ruchang.

"That's enough! No need to trouble you."

"I will do it myself."

Having said that, he took out a dagger from his bosom, turned his head to gaze at the head of the Secret Painting Sect and the Second Master, his expression complex, and explained again:

"My two senior brothers... I really haven't done anything to wrong everyone..."

Please believe me...

"I am willing to lay bare my heart to prove it, and I have no regrets."

The words that the head and second-in-command of the Secret Painting Sect wanted to say were extremely heavy, but they were swallowed back down when they reached the tip of their tongues.

Dou Ruchang saw their predicament and said nothing more. His face was full of sorrow. He straightened his back and looked at the faces that seemed to want him to suffer eternal damnation. Suddenly, he looked up at the sky with a bleak expression.

When a person is about to die, all they feel is regret.

"Go ahead and do it! What are you waiting for?"

"Are you trying to show off your shrewdness to everyone?"

"No one will give you a way out!"

The urging of the crowd became the final straw that broke the camel's back. Dou Ruchang, holding a sharp knife to his chest, continued to mutter even in his dying moments:

"I have done right by the secret painting... I didn't pass on the complete 'Qiqing' to them..."

Even he himself began to waver when he said those words.

He knew better than anyone that saying these things was nothing more than downplaying the serious consequences caused by the escape of others after the sworn brotherhood.

"Pfft!"

As Dou Ruchang exerted force with his wrist, the tip of the knife pressed against his Zhongshan suit and pierced through it, tearing apart his skin and flesh.

Every second was excruciating, turning his face deathly pale and causing his body to tremble. Even so, it was far from enough. He suddenly plunged the knife into his heart, and his whole body began to convulse.

"Senior...Senior brother...I...didn't..."

The vitality of his limbs and bones rapidly diminished, and his strength dissipated at a visible speed. Dou Ruchang knelt stiffly on the ground, enduring the excruciating pain of having his heart ripped out.

The head and second-in-command of the Secret Painting Sect were moved, feeling some reluctance, but they were unwilling to interfere and left it to fate.

With a dull thud, he collapsed to his knees on the wooden platform, head bowed, coughing up blood and panting heavily.

Those who witnessed this were stunned, never expecting that this traitor would actually do such a thing.

"Pfft..."

When the knife pierced his heart, Dou Ruchang coughed up blood, staining his clothes red. He gradually collapsed to the ground, exhausted. The noise around him grew fainter and fainter, and his hazy consciousness fell into nothingness.

died.

The third leader of the Secret Painting sect knelt down and ripped out his heart in front of many of his comrades, dying even in his final moments, denying that he had betrayed Secret Painting.

However, no matter how they explained, it was all in vain; the onlookers each had their own answer.

The head of the Wang family felt extremely pleased, and this exhilarating feeling emanated from every inch of his body.

Hu Tu of the Shuzi Sect remained calm. In his view, even if the other party was a renowned figure in the martial arts world, as long as they crossed the unwritten "bottom line" and colluded with Quanxing, it was only natural for them to be punished and executed.

.......

Zhuge Village.

Inside a house in the village, the village chief, dressed in black with white hair and looking very old, closed his eyes and had a gloomy face, appearing extremely hesitant.

The young man kneeling before him, dressed in a white shirt and linen trousers, whose once handsome and dashing appearance was now streaked with tears, pleaded desperately:

"Village chief, please... give Xiaodie a way out."

“It’s my fault. I taught her magic without permission, which caused this series of disasters. If you’re going to punish someone, please punish me severely.”

"..."

Hearing the crying, a hint of disappointment flashed in the village chief's eyes, and he said to himself:

“If her surname is Zhuge, everything is negotiable. According to the agreement reached by the various factions, as long as her cultivation is crippled and she is confined for life, the matter can be settled.”

"However, she doesn't have the surname Zhuge... Give her a way out? How? Tell me."

“There’s a lot of turmoil outside right now, and nearly half of the sworn brothers have died one after another. If she wanders the world, she’ll be caught and killed in a few days.”

"Staying in the village will only bring more trouble. Those reputable sects will come to investigate sooner or later. How are you going to protect her?"

Zhuge Yunhui wept bitterly. According to the village chief, Tian Xiaodie was going to die sooner or later anyway.

Before he could make a decision, the man with a buzz cut and thick eyebrows standing next to the village chief, seeing his fifth brother's cowardly appearance, became even more furious and angrily rebuked him:

"If you hadn't been so soft-hearted and swayed by Tian Xiaodie's pillow talk, would so many troubles have arisen?"

"You have violated the family rules by privately teaching the Wuhou Qimen technique. If we treat you leniently, wouldn't that make the Zhuge family a laughing stock in the eyes of the world?"

Hearing his elder brother's reprimand, Zhuge Yunhui dared not respond, but continued to plead with the village chief.

“It’s good that she’s escaped outside, village chief. Please let her out.”

Staying in the village meant certain death. Zhuge Yunhui had learned in the past two days that many of the sworn brothers trapped in the sect had died, and his wife might be next.

If they escape, the world is vast, and with the protection of the Qimen, there might be a glimmer of hope.

"Ugh....."

The village chief sighed helplessly. At his age, he didn't want the whole village to be thrown into chaos because of a woman from another family, so he agreed to Zhuge Yunhui's request, but repeatedly warned her:

“After she was driven out, she was no longer a member of my Zhuge Village.”

"As for you, considering that your baby was just born and can't even walk or talk yet, you will be spared death, but you must sever all ties with that witch and stay in the village to be punished."

"Take care of yourself."

The village chief leaned on his cane, unwilling to look at this wretched child any longer, and slowly got up and walked towards the door.

"Thank you, village chief!"

"Thank you, village chief!"

Zhuge Yunhui said with tears of gratitude, "Besides Tian Xiaodie, the child the two had was still an infant. If it weren't for the village chief's mercy, the child would have lost both parents."

Zhuge Yunlan was uneasy about the village chief's decision and quickly stepped forward, trying to persuade him:

“Village chief, I understand that you want to spare my fifth brother’s life, but if that witch just leaves like that and causes a great disaster in the future, the backbone of our Zhuge family will probably be broken by the world.”

"Please listen to me, execute her to uphold family discipline."

"Forget it, let her be. If she can survive out there, that's her own skill..."

After the two left, Zhuge Yunhui went straight home to discuss countermeasures with his wife, hurriedly packed his luggage, and prepared travel expenses for her.

At this moment, the baby on the bed seemed to sense the mother's departure and cried incessantly.

Seeing this, the couple embraced tightly, tears streaming down their faces. They both knew that after this parting, they might never have the chance to meet again in this lifetime.

.......

That night.

A carrier pigeon flew into the village. The village chief looked at the latest news on the note: Dou Ruchang of the Secret Painting Sect had secretly passed the proclamation to others.

Upon seeing this, the old man felt extremely uneasy and changed his mind. He immediately summoned someone to bring Zhuge Yunlan over.

"Village chief, what's wrong?"

Zhuge Yunlan was completely bewildered, his tone revealing a hint of resentment. He had spent the entire morning trying to persuade the old man, but to no avail.

"Sigh...see for yourself."

The village chief handed over the letter, and Zhuge Yunlan glanced at it and immediately understood the old man's meaning.

"Hmph! I knew these cowardly bastards weren't so honest."

"Village chief, if you let that witch go, what will happen if she passes on the Zhuge family's secret techniques to outsiders?"

The village chief was worried about this. With his experience, he knew that there were many ways to torture people in the martial arts world. Even if Tian Xiaodie didn't talk, once she fell into the hands of outsiders, she would have no say in anything.

“Yes… I’ve thought it over carefully, Yunlan. You’re the most thoughtful one. I’ll leave this to you. We absolutely cannot let that demoness leave alive.”

"Okay, don't worry."

Zhuge Yunlan patted his chest and assured her, "I'll go right away."

Late at night, Tian Xiaodie secretly left Zhuge Village and fled all the way. The vast darkness was full of danger, but she did not notice it at all and continued to run.

"Who betrayed us?"

"The sworn brotherhood was secretly held in the Valley of the Twenty-Four Solar Terms, and only the thirty-six of us know about it."

Who exactly is the mole?

"Boom!!!"

Suddenly, a terrifying sea of ​​flames swept in from the front, and a burly figure emerged from it.

"You two-faced! You say one thing to my face and another behind my back?!"

Upon seeing who it was, Tian Xiaodie felt a sudden sense of despair. Without a doubt, her husband's elder brother, Zhuge Yunlan, was the strongest person in the village, apart from the older generation, in the study of Wuhou Qimen.

The rolling flames instantly formed a cage, trapping Tian Xiaodie with no way to escape.

"No...no, the village chief wouldn't lie to me like this. Did you try to kill me without my permission?"

Hearing his younger siblings' exclamations, Zhuge Yunlan remained unperturbed and said indifferently, "You have sworn brotherhood with the Quanxing Demon Lord and fallen into the demonic path. I cannot kill you?"

"Brother, the person I swore brotherhood with is the wandering monk Wugensheng, not the leader of Quanxing Sect. He has already left Quanxing..."

"I'm too lazy to reason with you, and you're not even worthy of listening."

Zhuge Yunlan's murderous intent surged, and she said coldly:

"Since you like to defend that demon so much, then today I will not kill Tian Xiaodie, the daughter-in-law of the Zhuge family, but a lowly maid who has sworn brotherhood with the Quanxing demon."

"Brother!! The child is still young, are you really going to drive me to the brink of despair?"

Tian Xiaodie panicked completely. With her cultivation level, there was absolutely no way she could escape from the man in front of her.

"Shut up! You bewitching woman who seduced my fifth brother, I will never let you go!"

Zhuge Yunlan formed a hand seal and cast a spell, causing the earth to collapse and sink instantly, turning into a tomb that pressed towards Tian Xiaodie.

"Boom!!!"

At the same time, the raging crimson flames transformed into a giant dragon that roared down.

“The character “坤” is composed of the radical for earth and the character for river.

Countless rocks and soil rose up, forming a barrier in an attempt to resist, but were destroyed with unstoppable force.

"Whoosh—" Tian Xiaodie gasped for breath, rolling around in a disheveled state. She was almost completely exhausted after just one exchange.

A great battle ensued, and Zhuge Yunlan showed no mercy, ending the battle in no time.

In the spiderweb-like crater lay a mangled corpse, its flesh charred black, and its bones even carbonized.

Thirty-six thieves, Tian Xiaodie—dead.