Chapter 88 Killed Female Disciple

The head of the Wuyue Sword School walked out of the door of Aojian Villa in Youzhou City and came to a secluded alley. The head of the Huashan School couldn't help asking, "Why did you take us out?" Is it possible that so many of us are afraid that he is an old man who feeds horses?

The man said without any tone, "How high do you think that old man's martial arts is?"

The head of the Huashan faction hesitated. The man continued, "You don't even know how profound the old man's martial arts is. How can you guarantee that we can work together to beat him?"

"Can't we beat him together?" Zhang Qingfeng's tone was angry and unwilling. He wanted to say something, but was interrupted by the man's words.

The man still said calmly, "What if he is Jian Wuchen? Are we all going to die under his sword?

As soon as this sentence came out, everyone was not angry. The head of Huashan School said, "He is not Jian Wuchen. I have had several relationships with Jian Wuchen. How can he be Jian Wuchen? No, no."

The man continued, "Even if it's not Jian Wuchen, do you think Jian Wuchen had any good friends before he was alive?"

This sentence is a rhetorical question. Who doesn't have friends? Moreover, Jian Wuchen is that kind of famous person, and everyone wants to make friends with him.

The crowd did not answer, and the man continued, "Have you ever thought about it? A horse feeding horse is not even a disciple of Aojian Villa. How can he get Jian Wuchen's Kowloon Cup and 'Jinghong'? And the old man is also a horse feeder. You have seen his internal strength. Don't you think it's a little strange?

The head of the Taishan School suddenly realized and said, "Do you mean that the 'Jinghong' and 'Kowloon Cup' taken by Han Ruoli was given to him by this old man?"

The man nodded, "It's very likely to be like this, otherwise I can't figure out why a peerless master would willingly feed the horse here! How can an unknown pawn get the 'Jinghong' and 'Kowloon Cup', and why Ling Qianxue has to fight to the death with us at the expense of the whole hall. The expression on her face has obviously made up her mind and will never call out Han Ruoli.

After hearing this, everyone nodded and was convinced. There was indeed too much strange about this matter, and there was no way to understand it. The head of the Huashan faction asked, "Then shall we give up? No! Absolutely not."

The man said, "We need to solve this matter as soon as possible. First, let our people surround the entrance of Aojian Villa in Youzhou City. They are only allowed to enter and leave. All the people who come out will be killed. We must not let Meng Ranlan get this news. We will sneak into Aojian Villa overnight tonight to find out."

"This is a good method." Zhang Qingfeng was the first to raise his hands and agree.

The Void Master of Shaolin Temple put his hands together and lowered his head and said, "Amitabha..."

"Ah... Ah... Ah... Ah, don't pretend when you come out. You really think you are the old bald donkey in the void."

The fake void master did not act and said, "We will act tonight. We need to do this as soon as possible."

Everyone immediately made a plan for Ye Qian Ao Jian Villa.

Ling Qianxue wrote a letter and gave it to the two disciples. She said, "You two worked hard and rushed to the chief rudder of Aojian Villa overnight, handed this letter to the owner of Meng Ranlan, and asked her to respond immediately."

"Yes! Master Ling, please rest assured that we will definitely send it to you.

Ling Qianxue told him, "Be careful on the road."

The two disciples left the Aojian Villa in Youzhou City from the back door. Ling Qianxue recalled those people and was still very nervous. She couldn't eat dinner. At this time, what she was most worried about was Han Ruoli. How she hoped that Han Ruoli would not come back tomorrow. If she was caught by those people, it would be really bad luck. .

Missing a person is a kind of pain, and that time Ling Qianxue is enjoying another kind of pain. Among those people, the coldness outside the personality that has never introduced himself. The murderous spirit on his body runs through the whole space. In front of him, Ling Qianxue actually has a feeling of defeat without fighting. Although the head of the Wuyue Sword School is hypocritical, he is not so murderous.

The two disciples walked out of the back door of Aojian Villa and just turned a street and saw two people standing in front of them. One of them was Zhang Qingfeng. Zhang Qingfeng** looked at the two disciples with a smile, "Two girls, where are you going? Why do you still go to the back door?"

One of the female disciples said, "It was found. I'll stay and drag them. Go quickly."

"Would you like to go?" Zhang Qingfeng drew his sword and rushed up, "It's not that easy."

The two female disciples were just elites in the gang. In the face of Zhang Qingfeng, they were not afraid at all. They drew their swords to meet them. Together with Zhang Qingfeng, they were the cronies of the heads of the Taishan faction. They cooperated with each other and contained each other. The man saw that Zhang Qingfeng had been in the upper hand and two, with a smile on the corners of his mouth.

Zhang Qingfeng's sword pierced the abdomen of a female disciple and pinched the female disciple's chin in his left hand, **. He said with a smile, "It's a pity that a little girl told me, did Ling Qianxue ask you to move the rescuers?"

The female disciple knew that she must have died and spit on Zhang Qingfeng's face. Zhang Qingfeng was angry and strangled the female disciple to death with his left hand.

Another female disciple knew how important this letter was and must not fall into their hands. She took out the letter and swallowed it.

Zhang Qingfeng's sword drew several tracks on the female disciple. The female disciple's clothes all fell off, leaving traces of the blade on her body. Zhang Qingfeng saw the ** woman standing in front of him and threatened, "If you don't spit out that letter, I will cut your skin open, just like your clothes."

The female disciple didn't listen to Zhang Qingfeng's words at all. She stuffed the letter into her mouth and looked at Zhang Qingfeng's sword piercing her chest. Blood splashed out and sprayed Zhang Qingfeng all over. Zhang Qingfeng scolded, "Those who died are willing to show me the letter, but I have to take it here." The blade scratched the female disciple's face, took out the letter from her mouth, and laughed like a pervert. The man behind her couldn't bear to see such a bloody picture.

The bodies of two female disciples were left at the door of Aojian Villa in Youzhou City. They knocked on the door a few times, and Zhang Qingfeng and others dodged again. When Ling Qianxue saw the deblasphemed bodies of the two female disciples, her hands trembled. This was a naked provocation. Ling Qianxue was just a girl in her early 20s. How could she withstand the pressure given by these people?

In Aojian Villa, a lot of long paper floated in the air, and the same letter was written on all the paper:

The disciples of Aojian Villa are optimistic and willing to withdraw from Aojian Villa, please turn it overnight. If the wall leaves without a sword, it proves that you are willing to leave. Anyone who leaves with weapons is regarded as against our martial arts decent. There is no doubt that it will be killed. In less than three days, there will be no living person in this proud sword villa in Youzhou City...

After strangling and writing such threatening and induced words, Ling Qianxue almost exploded. These people were so sinister that Ling Qianxue couldn't understand that such a virtuous person as Master Void of Shaolin Temple was with them... However, she didn't know that the 'Void Master' was fake. I'm here to pretend."

"Let's go back to bed." Ling Qianxue said to the disciples gathered in front of the lobby, "No one should leave their residence tonight and lock the doors and windows. If you don't see the signal I sent, no one will come out."

"But the Lord..."

"No, but!" Ling Qianxue knew that if the other party really intended to kill people, he would be killed everywhere. If the other party was just for Han Ruoli, as long as these disciples did not leave the sleeping room, there would be no danger. "Didn't you listen to my orders?"

The disciples were silent for a few seconds and said together, "Yes! I will obey the order."

It was late at night, and Ling Qianxue grabbed her sword and walked alone in the Aojian Villa. This is the fifth circle around the whole villa. She can always feel that someone is going in and out of Aojian Villa. Needless to think about it, it is the people of the Wuyue School and Zhang Qingfeng.

Ling Qianxue, who was angry, decided to fight with them. Even if she died, she did not want to be angry here. However, the other party did not want to fight with her at all. Aojian Villa was very large. It was impossible for Ling Qianxue to take care of all places. The other party always hid from her and went in and out of Aojian Villa.

Ling Qianxue came to the horse shed, and four figures flashed by and escaped from the wall. The old man Ma came over with a bundle of grass, put the grass into the manger, arched his hand and said, "Master Ling, it's late at night. You haven't rested yet."

Ling Qianxue sighed and said, "How can I sleep? You must know..." Speaking of this, Ling Qianxue doesn't want to go on. Old Ma has been hiding his martial arts and doesn't want to mention it. Why should he say that he doesn't like to mention it?

As an elder, old man Ma likes Ling Qianxue very much. He watched Ling Qianxue grow up. Since Ling Qianxue became the owner of the Proud Sword Villa in Youzhou City, he has not changed at all. He is still so understanding and has no airs at all. Old Ma also felt sorry for Ling Qianxue. For the first time, he said to Ling Qianxue in the tone of his elders, "Child, go to bed. I'm here. They dare not do anything."

Ling Qianxue looked at the old man Ma gratefully, "Ma Lao, two disciples died today, I... I..." Ling Qianxue couldn't say any more. Thinking that the body of one of the female disciples was still **, the sword marks left on her skin, she couldn't help crying.

Old Ma sighed, "Xiao Hanzi will be back tomorrow. Don't worry."

"I'm more worried when he comes back." Speaking of Han Ruoli, Ling Qianxue became nervous again, "Do they really want to take Han Ruoli away?"

Old Ma said, "The Kowloon Cup reappears. The catastrophe in the martial arts can't be avoided. Xiao Hanzi is the owner of this Kowloon Cup. I'm afraid it will be difficult to live a peaceful life in the future."

Ling Qianxue lowered her head. What Old Ma said was very right. colluding with the demon religion was just an excuse.

Old Ma coughed twice and said to Ling Qianxue, "Go to bed!" Take a break and continue to deal with them tomorrow."

Ling Qianxue slowly returned to the room, but how could she sleep?

Han Ruoli slept very comfortably in the inn this night. Thinking of seeing Ling Qianxue again, he was full of joy. He got up early the next morning and planned to return to Youzhou City Aojian Villa before noon to surprise Ling Qianxue.