The horse stopped.
After Luo Qingzhou helped the girl in his arms put on a mask, he turned his horse's head and looked behind him.
The rapid and noisy sound of horse hooves stopped in front of them.
Wang Xiang, the deputy commander of the Jinyiwei, took the lead and looked him over fiercely. He bowed and said, "Is this a disciple of Lingxiao Sect, Brother Chu Feiyang?"
Behind him, more than twenty Jinyiwei were riding on horses, holding sword hilts with grim expressions.
Luo Qingzhou replied: "No, I am a disciple of Qingyun Temple, Yun Feiyang."
Wang Xiang narrowed his eyes and sneered, "Brother Chu, although I have never seen you in person, I have seen your portrait. You stole the show in the last Lingxiao Sect's preliminary examination. How could I be wrong?"
Luo Qingzhou said: "If it's not, then it's not. There are so many people who look alike in this world. Do you have any evidence that I am Chu Feiyang?"
Wang Xiang said coldly: "When you left the city just now, you took out the Lingxiao Sect's waist badge, didn't you?"
Luo Qingzhou said expressionlessly: "I haven't taken it."
Wang Xiang bowed and said, "Brother Chu, don't be nervous. We are the Jinyiwei. We came to you to ask you a few questions. We have no other intentions."
Luo Qingzhou stroked the girl's soft hair in his arms, looked at him expressionlessly, and said nothing more.
Wang Xiang glanced at the girl in his arms and felt that she looked familiar.
However, the girl was wearing a white tiger mask, so her appearance could not be seen clearly.
He saluted and asked, "Where was Brother Chu on the evening of December 5th? Were you practicing martial arts in the martial arts hall?"
Luo Qingzhou did not answer.
Wang Xiang asked again: "Dao Ling and her father live in the Eighteenth Lane in the south of the city. Did Brother Chu go there that day?"
Luo Qingzhou still didn't answer.
Wang Xiang's face was gloomy, and he said: "Brother Chu, even if you are a disciple of Lingxiao Sect, you are also a member of our Great Yan people. We, the Jinyiwei, are responsible for investigating the case. I hope you can cooperate."
After a pause, he said coldly, "If you don't cooperate, then we can only go find that Princess Nangong. It is said that you have a good relationship. Also, that evening, someone saw that Princess taking people to Eighteen Lanes. More than twenty of our Jinyiwei died there. I think it is necessary to go find that Princess to ask about the situation."
"Also, I heard that Brother Chu has a very good relationship with the Qin family. Although they didn't say anything when we went there last night, I think they should know something. So, if we can't get what we want to know from Brother Chu, then we will still go to them."
At this point, he sneered again: "If that fair-skinned and beautiful Madam Qin and that delicate and weak Second Miss Qin were to enter our Jinyiwei's torture chamber, I believe that Brother Chu would be able to guess the consequences without me telling him."
There was silence in the woods for a moment.
The cold wind came whimpering, bringing with it snowflakes.
Luo Qingzhou was silent for a while, then he let go of the girl's cold little hand in his arms, looked at him and said, "Sir, I've already told you that I'm not Chu Feiyang, why don't you believe it?"
After saying this, the figure suddenly disappeared on the horse's back.
Then there was a loud bang, and a huge golden fist suddenly appeared in front of him!
Wang Xiang's face changed, strong wind whistled around him, and he rushed forward with a punch!
"boom!"
He was knocked flying by a punch, his arm broke instantly with a "crack", and his whole body flew out from the horse's back and flew backwards for more than ten meters before falling heavily to the ground with a "bang".
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
At this time, the twenty or so Jinyiwei finally reacted and hurriedly drew their swords.
Wang Xiang endured the severe pain and jumped up from the snow, his face full of horror and said: "Great... Great Martial Master!"
Luo Qingzhou landed in front of him, his fists shining with golden light, and looked at him expressionlessly and said, "Do you believe it now? Chu Feiyang is only a mid-stage martial artist. Are you insulting me?"
Wang Xiang's arms were shaking, he was shocked and horrified, he looked at him in disbelief, his eyes full of doubt and suspicion, and he began to doubt.
Luo Qingzhou's clothes fluttered, his fists gleaming, he looked at him coldly and said: "Kneel down and apologize, I can spare your life!"
Wang Xiang's body trembled immediately and he said, "I... I am the deputy of Jinyiwei..."
"boom!"
A loud bang!
Before he could finish speaking, Luo Qingzhou had already punched him!
Before Wang Xiang could react, he was knocked flying again. With a "bang", he hit a big tree behind him heavily, breaking the tree directly.
He covered his slightly sunken chest, endured the severe pain, stood up from the ground, looked at his men, and shouted angrily: "You..."
His voice stopped abruptly!
Because out of his twenty men, there were only seven or eight left!
A pale green figure flashed swiftly in the snow, with the sword in his hand shining brightly. More than a dozen of his men had their throats pierced silently!
There was a person lying on the ground, not completely dead yet, holding his throat and twitching.
Some were still riding on horses, holding knives in their hands, blood gushing from their throats, and looking confused.
Some people just stared with their eyes wide open and died...
The pale green figure was so erratic and fast that even he couldn't see it clearly.
Wang Xiang was horrified and no longer hesitated. He bent his knees and knelt on the snow with a plop. He said to the young man in front of him in a trembling voice: "Brother, I... I recognized the wrong person. I apologize... I..."
"boom!"
Luo Qingzhou punched him on the head, causing it to explode, his brain splattering, and he died instantly!
"It's too late."
Luo Qingzhou clenched his fists, looked at his body entangled by lightning, and said coldly: "I hate it most when others slander me."
After saying that, he turned around and looked at the battlefield on the other side.
Two Jinyiwei were patting their horses in fear and fleeing out of the woods.
Luo Qingzhou stood still, flicked his finger lightly, and a flying sword shot out, instantly cutting off the heads of the two men and flew back.
"Sizzle..."
Lightning appeared on his fist again, and he walked up to the Jinyiwei who had their throats pierced but were not completely dead yet, and punched them one by one, scaring them to death!
"One! Two! Five! Eight! Eighteen!"
He quickly wiped out everyone's souls.
Then, he took out a large bag of corpse-dissolving powder and sprinkled it on all the corpses one by one.
In the blink of an eye, twenty Jinyiwei, including Wang Xiang whose head was smashed, melted into a pool of pus and disappeared in the snow.
I'm afraid they never dreamed that they just chased out to ask a few questions and didn't even think about catching anyone, but suddenly they were all killed and their bodies were dismembered!
The cold wind is howling and the snowflakes are flying.
In the woods, peace soon returned.
Luo Qingzhou walked to the bushes nearby, grabbed the snow on the ground, rubbed his hands, then walked to Xia Chan's side, took the sword from her hand, wiped it in the snow, and handed it to her, then touched her head and praised: "Chanchan, not bad, you have improved a lot, you killed so many people without even a drop of blood splashing on your body. But... some people were not completely killed, and I helped you finish them off in the end. So, this time, I killed more people than you. According to our previous agreement, I will be your horse... tonight, okay?"
Xia Chan turned away and ignored him.
Luo Qingzhou looked carefully in the woods for a while, then suddenly looked at the horses. He hesitated for a moment and said, "Chanchan, lead our horses out first and go away."
Xia Chan glanced at him and without asking any more questions, she went over to take Di Lu's hand and walked out of the woods.
After the man and the horse walked away, Luo Qingzhou sighed softly: "I'm sorry."
After saying that, the flying sword shot out and killed all the horses instantly, and then sprinkled corpse powder on them one by one.
After all the corpses had dissolved, he left the woods.
The Jinyiwei should have a lot of good things on them, but he certainly wouldn't dare to touch them. If he was caught because of his greed, he would be courting death.
After walking out of the woods, he climbed onto the horse, then stretched out his hand and said, "Chanchan, do you want to sit in the front or in the back?"
Xia Chan thought of the scene of riding a horse just now, and immediately walked to the back and prepared to get on.
Luo Qingzhou grabbed her hand, pulled her up, put her in front of him, held her slender waist, let her hips close to him, and said: "Asking for your opinion is what a gentleman does; disagreeing with your opinion is what a man does. Chanchan, do you want your son-in-law to be a gentleman or a man?"
Xia Chan pouted her lips slightly and did not respond to him.
“Bang!”
Luo Qingzhou suddenly slapped the horse's butt, hugged her tightly and said, "Let's go up the mountain to compete in swordplay."
The two men rode on their horses and quickly disappeared in the wind and snow.
Soon, all traces in the woods were completely covered by the falling snow and the whistling cold wind, as if no one had ever been there.
Lingxiao Sect, Jianfeng.
Beside the cliff, Linghu Qingzhu, dressed in green, was playing the flute against the wind and snow.
One song is over.
She looked at the path not far away, tried to hold back, but couldn't help it, so she took out the communication token and sent him a message.
Are you here
Outer city of Kyoto.
In a pavilion in the backyard of a mansion.
A young girl in a snow-white dress was sitting there quietly, looking down at the jade in her hand. Her expression could not be seen on her flawless face.
Inner city, the Southern Prince’s Mansion.
In a certain boudoir, Nangong Meijiao was wearing a light purple nightgown, with her pair of snow-white and slender feet exposed, and was carefully applying nail polish in the room.
The five cute toes of a jade foot are pink, tender and sparkling.
At this moment, the communication certificate next to it vibrated suddenly.
She turned her head and glanced, then immediately narrowed her eyes.
Machang A Zi: My Lady, Master Chu rode the Dilu horse away and headed towards Lingxiao Sect. He also brought a girl holding a sword, who was held in his arms. The two of them were riding up and down on the horse, running very fast.