That wretched vixen has disguised herself as my wife!

Xie Yunqi shook his head vigorously, like a rattle drum.

She loved listening to these scary little stories, which often frightened her so much that she couldn't sleep. She would sit with her sword all night, and if someone found out, she would call it "obsessive sword practice."

"I wish they were real zombies."

Jiang Jingming's tone carried a hint of coldness.

Those silly, hopping corpses wouldn't have such primal bloodlust and fighting desires.

Master Fu stood up, his eyes bloodshot, almost bulging out of their sockets, his face contorted and terrifying.

Jiang Jingming and Lu Zhao stepped forward at the same time!

Compared to Xie Yunqi's flashy moves, Lu Zhao's swordsmanship is a genuine inheritance of the Divine Capital Guard.

The sword energy was like water; the seemingly calm strike contained a heavy force like a tidal wave, capable of cutting an ordinary person in half at the waist.

Jiang Jingming's blade was pointed at his brow; if he couldn't crush his throat, he would crush his head.

Mr. Fu’s large and clumsy body suddenly sank!

He crouched down and grabbed the blade of Lu Zhao's thrusting sword, then spun it around with incredible force and slammed it heavily into Jiang Jingming on the other side.

At the last moment, Jiang Jingming sheathed his blade and used his elbow to brace against the man's back to deflect the force. The two flew more than ten steps before finally coming to a stop.

Master Fu is a fat man who doesn't practice martial arts, but the speed and power he displayed just now were like those of a true master.

Thank you!

Lu Zhao coughed and thanked him first.

Jiang Jingming nodded slightly.

Indeed, compared to a mad wolf, a human is far more troublesome, even though this person is unarmed.

He felt as if he could smell the campfire and burning blood from that night again, and anger gnawed at his reason like a coiled snake.

Jiang Jingming kicked the overturned wooden table toward Master Fu.

Master Fu stood there in a daze until the wooden table was about to hit him, at which point he raised his hands and accurately grabbed the two table legs, breaking the table easily.

Following closely behind was the clear whistling of blades!

The wind seemed to stand still all around, and everyone held their breath. The man holding the knife had a pair of clear eyes filled with murderous intent.

At the last moment, Master Fu raised his arm, and the knife, aimed straight at his head, once again plunged into the thick, swamp-like flesh.

Losing the sense of pain was like putting on a human armor for him.

Jiang Jingming stomped hard on his shoulder and pulled out the knife in time as he turned around.

Lu Zhao followed, knowing it wouldn't be easy to hit a vital point, so he slashed at the other's arm, which was already injured from blocking the attack.

I thought I could sever the entire forearm this time, but the sword in my hand felt like I was cutting into thick bronze.

Lu Zhao even suspected that he heard a crisp metallic clang, and his wrist trembled violently.

He had to sheathe his sword and step back, opening his palm in disbelief to find blood flowing from the base of his thumb.

"You cut into his bone."

Jiang Jingming stood on the stair railing, rolled up his sleeves, wiped his knife, and stood with his eyebrows lowered.

Could you please stop talking about such a shocking reality in such a nonchalant tone... And at a time like this, why are you still standing so high and trying to look cool?

Lu Zhao licked his dry lips and, ignoring the pain, gripped the sword hilt tightly again.

He had been in the line of work for several years and had encountered many difficult criminals, but this was the first time he had ever encountered a situation that left him completely at a loss.

"We're all going to die now!"

In the corner, the shopkeeper had already started to cry, holding the waiter's head.

The person in charge seemed to want to join the two in mourning at the grave, but due to his position, he could only tremble and hesitate to speak.

In this somber atmosphere, only one person stands out.

"Hehehe! It's finally my turn to save you all!"

Xie Yunqi stood with one hand on his hip, sword drawn.

She seemed very happy to see this scene, completely immersed in the joy of playing the role of a savior who had descended from heaven.

For a moment, the people huddled in the corner were stunned by the brilliance of her smile and subconsciously wanted to believe her.

"Then, let's leave the rest to..."

Xie Yunqi stopped speaking before he could finish.

Because, in full view of everyone, a short knife had already pierced through the back of Master Fu's head, with the tip of the knife vaguely visible on his forehead.

Chapter Twenty-Three: The Wind Moves, the Banner Flutters

Aqing stood silently behind Master Fu, mercilessly turning the hilt of the knife, shredding his bloodshot eyes along with half of his head.

The massive body lost control and collapsed heavily to the ground.

Aqing walked indifferently over the corpse and looked up at the person on the railing.

Jiang Jingming smiled, thinking to himself that assassination was indeed the most effective method at crucial moments, even for someone as difficult to kill as this.

He was confident that he could face off against Aqing head-on.

But if it really came down to killing each other, Aqing could probably kill him ten thousand times without making a sound.

"Okay!"

The joy of surviving the ordeal made everyone stand up and cheer, leaving only Xie Yunqi, who looked around with a blank expression and seemed like an outsider.

"Hey, hey, you can't do that! I haven't even made a move yet! I haven't even made a move yet!"

She waved her arms and started making a scene like a child.

"Young Miss, don't be ridiculous!"

Lu Zhao took a deep breath, sheathed his sword, walked up to A Qing, and bowed respectfully.

"Thank you for saving me, young lady."

Others also rushed forward, taking turns to express their gratitude to her.

"Young lady, your swordsmanship is excellent! Would you be interested in joining the city's Inspection Division?"

"What a fine knife! I will never forget your life-saving grace! From now on, you don't need to pay at our Eight Immortals Restaurant!"

Aqing nodded slightly and then looked at Jiang Jingming.

She had been hiding in the shadows, waiting for the best opportunity to strike.

She was really bad at handling these kinds of situations, and she didn't think they should thank her, because she would never have intervened if the young master hadn't been in charge.

"I could have done that move myself!"

Xie Yunqi was very unconvinced, and she looked up at Jiang Jingming.

"You're standing high up, you can see clearly, right? Don't you think so? I'll just follow up with a Swallow Through the Curtain, then a Flowing Cloud Chasing the Moon..."

Jiang Jingming almost laughed when he heard this, thinking that if he didn't agree with her, she could argue with him for three days and three nights.

Just as he was about to nod and brush it off, he caught a glimpse of something unusual out of the corner of his eye.

"careful!"

Jiang Jingming blurted it out.

With only half a head remaining, Master Fu silently got up again, his mouth opened to an impossible angle, and he bit down hard on Lu Zhao's shoulder, who was closest to him!

Xie Yunqi reacted quickly, turning around and thrusting out a sharp and fierce sword strike, "Flowing Clouds Chasing the Moon."

The sword's edge sliced ​​across his face, revealing his exposed gums beneath the skin like those of a ferocious beast.

The next second, she opened her eyes wide in shock.

Because he wasn't simply biting people with his teeth because he had no weapons; he was actually eating people!

The half-eaten head was clearly chewing.

Lu Zhao felt a sharp pain in his right shoulder, followed by the sound of flesh tearing. He gritted his teeth and endured the pain, which was enough to make him faint, but he was powerless to draw his sword.

In the blink of an eye, Jiang Jingming had arrived.

He pulled Lu Zhao back with one hand, and with the other hand, he inserted Wu Jiu into Master Fu's body from above, forcibly separating the two.

Silently, Aqing turned and circled behind him. This time, she chose to plunge the knife into his heart, pulling out the rotten flesh that had stopped beating, along with its tendons.

Blood splattered everywhere, staining everyone's body with the gushing blood.

A brief silence.

"Is he... is he really dead this time?"

The person in charge asked, trembling all over.

No one answered his question. The shopkeeper and the waiter covered their faces and knelt on the ground, not daring to look at the lifeless corpse.

Jiang Jingming and Xie Yunqi squatted down on either side of Lu Zhao to examine the wound on his shoulder.

A whole chunk of flesh was bitten off while still alive, which looked extremely horrifying. Even when encountering wild animals, it is rare to be eaten raw like this.

Do you have any hemostatic medicine in the store?

Jiang Jingming looked up and asked.

Yes, there are.

The shopkeeper snapped out of his daze and gave the waiter a push.

The people of Shulan City are simple and honest, and it is not uncommon for fights to break out while eating. Therefore, the shops also keep some wound medicine and bruise powder bought from doctors.

Of course, it's not free.

But we can't be so particular about that now.

Aqing took down a candlestick and threw it onto the corpse. The grease caught fire, emitting a putrid stench.

Not being able to kill her opponent made her feel bad.

Lu Zhao's face turned pale, and he let out a long sigh.

He probably thought this was the worst he could ever be, but what he didn't know was that Jiang Jingming actually knew nothing about medicine.

Master Han had taught him some basic medical knowledge before, such as commonly used prescriptions and acupoints, but he hadn't listened to a word of it.

Jiang Jingming stared at the small bottle in his hand for a while, and finally decided to pour all the powdered wound medicine directly onto the wound.

Lu Zhao immediately let out a scream like a pig being slaughtered.

"Ahhhhh!!!"

"Hang in there, brave man! I heard that you guys used to be able to endure even the ten most brutal tortures during your training, didn't you?"

Xie Yunqi helped wrap the gauze around and around, muttering to himself like a teacher who was annoyed with a student.

"How can that be the same?! Even the Ten Great Tortures don't include being bitten by a fat zombie!"

Lu Zhao's face turned red, and he was barely breathing.

"From what I've seen, he's not biting you, he's eating you, like gnawing on a leg of lamb."

Xie Yunqi looked at him with a sympathetic expression.

"...I suddenly feel nauseous, could you please leave for a moment?"

Lu Zhaoxin felt utterly hopeless, and slowly closed her eyes, looking as if she didn't want to face the situation.

Jiang Jingming tied a knot in the wrapped gauze, looked up and exchanged a glance with Aqing.

Master Fu's symptoms were similar to those of the wolf from that day, leading both of them to misunderstand and believe that the head was the vital organ.

Could it be that this poison has different effects on humans and animals?

It seems that it is more effective when used on people.

Although still in a chaotic and low-intelligence state, its fighting instincts and the degree to which it is difficult to kill have reached a new level.

"Hey, you still haven't answered me!"