Zhao Changhe shot Fa Yuan to death with an arrow. Yue Hongling was not idle either. He quickly recovered and flashed with a sword, beheading all the other monks present.
Zhao Changhe raised his head and glanced at the sky, and the Book of Chaos did not dodge.
He killed a ninth-level opponent without even dodging... He scratched his head, then understood.
The Hidden Dragon Ranking is to evaluate martial arts potential, not to report combat performance. This long-range sneak attack killed a seriously injured and unprepared enemy. What does it have to do with potential... Potential to seize opportunities? Then the 88th ranking should also have this performance, and it will not cause a change in the evaluation.
Over there, Yue Hongling leaned over and took a look at the woman who was still tossing and groaning on the ground, with an ugly look on her face.
Sure enough, their Dantians were all destroyed. No one knew which sect these poor women came from, but now they have become completely disabled and their life is worse than death.
This is the so-called secret of "quick recovery".
Even so, when they saw Zhao Changhe coming, they all smiled coquettishly and pestered him for sex. Zhao Changhe pressed the sleeping points on all of them with an expressionless face and put them aside.
"Maitreya Sect..." Yue Hongling gritted his teeth and stabbed his sword into the ground: "I will not be a human being until I eradicate this evil sect!"
As she swung the sword, the wound on her shoulder began to bleed again. She gritted her teeth, rubbed her shoulder, and said nothing.
Zhao Changhe sighed and said, "Your injury is on your shoulder. It may look like nothing, but it's inconvenient to move. You should rest more. You might as well dress them and send them out later. It's not convenient for me to do that."
Yue Hongling glanced at him, then lowered her head and said, "Changhe... you are a gentleman."
"No, I wanted to hug you when I was sitting on your back. I wanted it even more just now." Zhao Changhe no longer concealed the fact: "I want it now."
Yue Hongling was stunned for a moment, but said nothing. She just quietly put clothes on the woman who was sleeping on the ground.
This attitude... Zhao Changhe looked at her slender and graceful figure, suppressing the thoughts in his mind again and again, but in the end he couldn't say anything more offensive. He pursed his lips and thought for a long time, then walked to the Buddha statue to search for something.
Sure enough, he soon found a secret compartment, and when he opened it, he found a list of officials in Yangzhou who believed in Maitreya Buddhism, as well as the correspondence between Fayuan and the leader.
Zhao Changhe breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that his "spy" duties had finally come to a perfect end. Tang Wanzhuang would probably not be able to use the Liuhe Divine Art to argue with Longque again in the future.
Immediately, he felt that something was missing here... Zhao Changhe knocked his head and turned back to search Fa Yuan's body.
A lot of money, medicine, poisoned hidden weapons... As expected, there were also several secret books, all of which were the superior skills of the Maitreya Sect. Among them, one was the most eye-catching: "The Great Method of Bliss".
Yue Hongling helped the woman put on her clothes, turned around and saw her, glaring at her: "You are not allowed to learn this evil method!"
"The Flower-Picking Goddess said before that there is a part of normal dual cultivation, which should be true. The high-level practitioners can't always take the energy from each other... And it is reasonable that it can help the meridians a little. This is very important to me. I won't pretend to be a gentleman. Anyway, I, Zhao, will have a wife in the future. It depends on how the skills are used. Why should I reject them completely?"
Zhao Changhe didn't even blush, he just stuffed the secret book into his arms and put it together with the gold foil.
Yue Hongling glared at him for a long time and said, "You will have a wife, but why did you keep looking at me when you said this? Who are you thinking about having sex with at this moment?"
But at this moment, the fragrance of flowers is still diffused in the air. Everyone is still forcibly suppressing the lustful poison, and everyone is always restless in their hearts.
Zhao Changhe's performance just now was really too perfect... At this moment, Yue Hongling could not say anything except pretending to be angry.
If Zhao Changhe took advantage of the atmosphere to come over and say, "Hey, Sister Yue, let me help you take a look at your wound," Yue Hongling didn't know whether she would be reluctant or not, so she started by saying "You are a gentleman," trying to compliment him and hoping that he wouldn't do anything rash.
But he didn't answer and said, "I want it now."
His thoughts were almost clear, he really wanted to, but out of respect for her, he was unwilling to do anything blasphemous.
The atmosphere was silent for a moment, with only the obvious rapid heartbeats of the two people remaining, thumping, thumping, which was particularly charming in this environment.
It's all over.
Should I really say something...
Zhao Changhe's throat moved, and as he looked at her lowering her head, he took a step forward.
Yue Hongling subconsciously took half a step back.
"Hey, why are you here?!" Tang Buqi's head popped out from the passage where Fa Yuan came from: "We finally found the secret passage... Eh? Fa Yuan is dead?"
Zhao Changhe turned his head slowly with his head stiff, and the voice seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth: "I didn't see you when we attacked the temple, where did you come from?" "?" Tang Buqi was puzzled: "I have been fighting on the front line, you can't just pretend you didn't see me because I am a little weak, right?"
Zhao Changhe gritted his teeth: "Not only do I see you now, I also remember you."
"Puff." Yue Hongling suddenly laughed out loud, and naturally reached out to wipe the sweat off Zhao Changhe's forehead, and said softly: "Let's talk about it when we get back."
Zhao Changhe turned around in surprise. Yue Hongling smiled slightly, with clear eyes and gentle brows.
His heart slowly opened up, and he whispered, "Okay."
After leaving the passage with Fa Yuan's head and the sleeping women, Zhao Changhe handed it over to the Demon Suppression Division and turned to look for the Flower-Picking Goddess.
There was no trace of fragrance in the monk's room, and the person was gone.
Yue Hongling was a little surprised: "I was just worried that your acupoint pressing is not a special technique and it would be easy to break through, so I deliberately added one finger... She actually broke through. Did you really capture this person alive by yourself?"
"Hey." Zhao Changhe said with a sour face: "She is only at the fourth level of Xuanguan, and her combat experience is quite immature. It's not surprising that I defeated such an opponent. Maybe she has some special way to unlock the acupoints. I will go back and study the Ji Le Da Fa and take a look."
Yue Hongling stroked his chin and pondered, "The fourth level of Xuanguan, a goddess... Logically, there shouldn't be a goddess with such a low level of cultivation. Either she fell into your hands during her first trial, or she has other tricks up her sleeve."
This was equivalent to saying that Zhao Changhe's cultivation was low. Old Zhao couldn't hold his face again. He snorted and muttered, "Wait for me to study the things of Maitreya. If it can help me reach the fourth level of internal strength, I can try the fifth level of external strength."
"So your internal strength is really not at the fourth level?" Yue Hongling was even more shocked: "With the internal strength of the third level, you can hear the sound earlier than me, and suppress the poison better than me. Your skills..."
Being able to hear the sound earlier than her should be due to the combined power of his internal strength and the eye plug-in behind him. It would be impossible for either of them to do that alone. Being able to suppress the lust poison is the real amazing thing about this internal strength. Without Yue Hongling's reference, Zhao Changhe would never have thought that the Liuhe Divine Art would be so outrageous.
He sighed, "This technique is very powerful, the best in the world, I have always believed it. But due to my meridian problems, I have never been able to practice it as my main skill. I don't know how long this damn restriction will bother me."
They both thought of the Great Dharma of Bliss in Zhao Changhe's arms at the same time, and fell silent again.
Gong Chaoqun flew over and said, "Young Master Zhao, I saw the head of Fa Yuan you asked them to hand over. Are there any others?"
Zhao Changhe took out the list of officials and the letters from his arms: "I'm going to go back and rest. I'll leave the rest to the Demon Suppression Division."
Gong Chaoqun took the list and said in ecstasy: "Yangzhou is settled!"
Is it
Zhao Changhe smiled, said nothing, and turned and left.
He returned to Xiaoxiang Pavilion again. His clothes, luggage and the Snow-Treading Black Horse were still there. Now the city was in chaos and people were searching for Maitreya believers. Be careful not to be so foolish as to take the Black Horse away.
When they arrived at Xiaoxiang Pavilion, they saw that most of the people inside had been arrested. What surprised Zhao Changhe was that Ruyan was still there. She had neither left nor been arrested.
Zhao Changhe asked curiously, "You... are you okay because you are just an ordinary believer? When did the government become so reasonable? If I were to follow my malicious speculation, you would be arrested even more. It's okay just for fun."
Ruyan said, "Xiaoxiang Pavilion was opened by the Cao Gang, not the Maitreya Church. Gang Leader Wan Shao thinks Ruyan is fine, so he can protect her if he wants."
Zhao Changhe thought for a moment and laughed, "Okay, then why don't you go home? What are you still doing here?"
"Ruyan has no home anymore." She sighed softly, "I have been living in the dust for a long time, and I have gotten used to it. Let's just live like this. Now if you need me, Ruyan can still serve you..."
Yue Hongling's face suddenly appeared in front of him.
Ruyan: “…”
Zhao Changhe laughed dumbly: "I think you can't open tonight, it's all normal guesthouses. Arrange a room for my sister Yue to rest, we can talk tomorrow if there is anything else."
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PS: I was supposed to code in the morning and at noon, but my child got sick, so please forgive me. My drafts were actually gone a long time ago...
(End of this chapter)