I became a big shot in the quick transmigration world.

Chapter 427 Master, Don't Force Me to Take Action 3
All the secret guards shared only one faith: Qi Muxing.

They obeyed his every command and followed his lead without question.

So much so that even when Ah Jiu was manipulated, played with, lost her friends, and was eventually killed, she never thought of killing Qi Muxing to take revenge.

She just wanted to break free from his control.

Therefore, Yu Muhuai hesitated. Her first reaction was to kill Qi Muxing, so that she could end the matter once and for all and complete both tasks.

However, she was afraid that if she impulsively killed Qi Muxing, Ajiu would be unhappy and wouldn't give her a passing grade.

Then all that work would be for nothing.

It's still a bit tricky to think about.
Qi Muxing possessed extraordinary abilities, a genius rarely seen in a century. However, the degree of his psychological distortion became increasingly apparent as he grew older.

He ordered his men to find the long-lost "Heartbreak Pill" and had all his bodyguards take it. This decisive and efficient method showed that he was no ordinary person.

Qi Muxing had never forgotten the concubine who had demoted his birth mother to the laundry department. Later, he had someone frame her, and the emperor banished her to the cold palace.

Qi Muxing bribed the guards of the Cold Palace, disguised himself and sneaked into the Cold Palace, where he personally subjected the concubines to extremely cruel tortures, torturing them to death.

Qi Muxing's methods of killing are bizarre and varied. For him, killing someone he doesn't care about is the easiest thing in the world.

If he wanted to, he had plenty of ways to make people wish they were dead.

It's not surprising that someone like that would come up with the idea of ​​having his undercover agents get close to Yao Zhan.

Seeing that Yu Muhuai showed no sign of turning to leave, Yao Zhan, who was slumped on the ground, became anxious.

"Ajiu, don't be impulsive! There are too many people over there, and we're complete strangers. You don't need to do this."

However, before Yao Zhan could finish speaking, the scene in front of him completely silenced him.

His Adam's apple bobbed with difficulty, and he felt that his worries were somewhat unnecessary.

Ajiu's tool was not a slender, flowing sword, but a broad-bladed long knife.

This knife is almost half the length of a person, with a sharp blade that flashes like a shadow.

Ah Jiu has good physical fitness and excellent martial arts skills. However, since she has always been in the Guanhai Pavilion, mainly responsible for assassinations, she is sometimes unable to withstand a large number of enemies when facing them alone.

But Yu Muhuai was different. She had the support of an increasingly powerful soul star, and her body was strengthened as soon as she arrived.

Moreover, she has enough experience fighting against large groups of people and knows exactly how to start.

Wielding a broadsword, she charged into the midst of more than thirty masked men with unstoppable momentum, forcefully carving a gap in their ranks.

The wind and frost relentlessly assail, yet the bright and beautiful scenery never ceases.

Yao Zhan shut his mouth and quietly watched the battle unfold before him.

No, to be precise, it was a one-sided massacre.

As the masked men around him fell one by one, Yu Muhuai grew more and more excited with each kill.

When there were less than ten left, the masked men looked at each other with surprise on their faces.

They didn't make a sound, but communicated a few words telepathically.

Isn't this guy an assassin? How come he's so strong in a group fight?

I don't know either, I'm totally confused.

What are we going to do? If this continues, we'll all die.

But how do we explain this to our master?

Why don't we escape and go back to report to our master truthfully? Our master didn't originally order us to kill those two, so we've pretty much completed our mission.

Yes, run! She's a female demon, so ruthless! Let's go!

After exchanging glances, the group turned to leave.

Yu Muhuai was in the middle of a fierce battle and was not about to let these targets leave.

She tilted her body slightly downwards, slicing the ground with the tip of her knife, and used her inner force to slap the flying sand and stones in the direction the group of people had left.

They had just turned around and taken two steps when they felt a sharp pain in their backs. Several of them had been hit by rubble and vomited blood, suffering serious internal injuries.

A few others, whose injuries were less severe, gathered their strength and prepared to abandon their companions and use their lightness skills to leave.

Yu Muhuai lightly touched the ground with his toes, his body as light as a swallow and as swift as the wind.

The blade is as broad as thunder, its edge as sharp as a shadow.

Seeing that Yu Muhuai was unwilling to give up, Yao Zhan quickly swept past the injured people on the ground and chased after him.

Not long after, she returned covered in blood.

The broadsword was covered in blood, which dripped onto the ground in crimson as she walked.

The injured men still tried to struggle in their death throes, but their ability to resist was like a mantis trying to stop a chariot in front of Yu Muhuai.

It's not worth mentioning.

Yu Muhuai didn't even blink; his hand moved swiftly and decisively, wielding the knife.

This is a relatively flat area in the mountains, surrounded by bare rocks and surrounded by lush forests in the distance.

Yao Zhan's men were all lying in the distant mountains and forests.

When the masked men attacked earlier, their target was only Yao Zhan. Ajiu led him and stumbled away for a short distance before they were caught up.

He thought he was doomed, but he never expected that the group of masked men would be killed by Yu Muhuai.

And not a single survivor was left.

It was very quiet around; apart from the sound of Yu Muhuai's slow footsteps approaching, there was no other sound.

The air was still filled with dust from the fight.

Through the dust, Yao Zhan sized up the woman walking towards him.

For some reason, in less than the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, he felt that the other person had undergone a significant change.
Although the two hadn't spoken much before, Yao Zhan was incredibly curious about this person who had suddenly appeared beside him.

She meant no harm; in fact, you could say she came to protect herself.

This is also what Yao Zhan finds most strange.

He, a dignified military officer of Xiuwu Army, did he really need a mere woman to protect him?

But he was quickly proven wrong.

It turns out we really do need it.

Moreover, he was saved from danger time and time again.

Yao Zhan never imagined that one day, a woman would appear, dressed in golden armor, riding on seven-colored clouds, wielding a blood-stained knife, and braving thousands of troops to save him.

Is this his peerless hero?

Yu Muhuai stood in front of Yao Zhan, frowning as he looked at him with a puzzled expression.

His eyes were glazed over as he stared blankly at Yu Muhuai, lost in thought.

Yu Muhuai squatted down and waved his hand in front of him.

"Hey! Hey, what's wrong? Is the poison really that bad? Are people starting to lose their minds?"

Yao Zhan snapped out of his daze, wiped away non-existent drool from the corner of his mouth, and quickly lowered his head to avoid being seen by the other person in such a disheveled state.

Yu Muhuai was about to help him up when he said, "Can you still walk? It's too chaotic here. Let's find a place to rest first."

She was right. There were dozens of corpses lying around, many missing limbs, none of them intact.

Yu Muhuai will not show any mercy; he will make sure they are thoroughly dead.

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