Overdraw the future and become a peerless martial god

Chapter 35 Entering the City
Chu Ning didn't wait for her to answer, and his five fingers had already clasped her shoulders.

"You dare--" Xie Mingli shouted angrily, but the next second, she was pushed back to the ground by Chu Ning.

"Stop talking nonsense. What's more important, life or face?" Chu Ning said in a deep voice, his eyes as sharp as thunder.

"You--" Xie Mingli gritted his teeth, a hint of shame and anger in his eyes, but he finally closed his mouth.

"Bear with it." He tore open the woman's clothes. She was only wearing a white ice silk shirt.

However, the skin that was originally as smooth as jade was now covered with black lightning patterns. The Yin Sha Thunder Poison had invaded the blood vessels, and every inch of the skin was a strange black color.

Chu Ning's fingertips quickly tapped thirteen major acupoints along the direction of the lightning patterns.

"You..." Xie Mingli tried hard to stay conscious, his face froze.

Chu Ning said in a deep voice: "Don't think too much, I am saving you, otherwise you will die soon!"

Xie Mingli's bitten lip spurted out blood, but it evaporated into a bloody mist when it touched the back of his hand. The ghost face suddenly bared its fangs and shot a purple-black poison arrow towards Chu Ning's face.

"Be careful!" she asked, trying to maintain her composure.

Chu Ning reached out and pressed on the lightning pattern on her shoulder.

"boom!"

In an instant, the blazing thunder power surged from his palm into Xie Mingli's body, swept through her meridians, and collided violently with the cold thunder poison.

"what--!"

Her whole body was shaking violently, and her five fingers were gripping the ground tightly. Her knuckles turned white from the force, and she almost dug blood marks out of the soil.

"Be patient." Chu Ning reminded in a low voice.

Xie Mingli panted, her voice slightly hoarse: "This lady... when... do I need you to remind me..."

The thunder power in Chu Ning's hand became even more violent, washing over her meridians like a violent storm, forcing out the evil thunder poison.

The power of thunder penetrated all the seven orifices of the ghost face, and the screams shook the rock wall so much that rocks fell.

Along with the smell of burning flesh, the purple-black poisonous blood was refined into green smoke.

The thunder poison suddenly backfired, climbing wildly along Chu Ning's wrist. The purple-black lightning drilled into his palm like a poisonous snake and rushed straight into his sea of ​​consciousness.

Chu Ning's eyes suddenly turned cold, and he forced the true energy into his palms. The Thunder Sword Technique in his body was running at full power, and the violent thunder power swept through his body.

"Boom!" The two lightning bolts collided violently in the meridians, and the air around Chu Ning made a crackling sound.

Lightning flashed wildly between the two of them, and the entire cave was filled with a strong aura of thunder.

"puff!"

Xie Mingli suddenly spat out a mouthful of dark, dirty blood and fell to the ground exhausted.

And at her collarbone, the black lightning patterns finally began to fade away.

The thunder poison...was forced out of the body.

Xie Mingli was gasping for breath and felt weak all over, but she could clearly feel that the severe pain that had just been eroding her meridians had disappeared.

She raised her head and looked at Chu Ning with complicated eyes.

"who are you?"

Chu Ning sat cross-legged, recovering his depleted Qi. Upon hearing this, he smiled faintly, "Just an ordinary disciple of the Benlei Martial Arts School."

Xie Mingli was silent. She knew very well that the man in front of her was definitely not an ordinary person.

His thunder power is extremely domineering and cannot be controlled by ordinary warriors.

Her eyes flickered slightly, and she spoke slowly, "Young Master, you're not just an ordinary 'martial arts school disciple'. If I'm guessing correctly, you're... a contestant representing the Benlei Martial Arts School in the Qingyun Tournament, right?"

Chu Ning's expression remained unchanged upon hearing this, and he smiled faintly as he said, "Oh? Why do you say that?"

Xie Mingli stared at him and said firmly: "An ordinary disciple does not have your strength." Chu Ning chuckled and said nothing.

"Young Master is indeed no ordinary person." Xie Mingli gently adjusted his clothes and said coldly, "You saved me, I owe you a favor."

Chu Ning smiled and said, "No problem, no problem."

Things...are getting more and more interesting.

The two men straightened their robes, walked out of the cave, and hurried towards the city.

……

The next day, at dawn, the towering city walls in the distance finally came into view.

The capital city - Qingzhou Prefecture.

"Eleven... twelve."

When Xie Mingli's carriage rolled over the blue bricks of the moat, Chu Ning was counting the number of bodies.

The corpses with wooden signs reading "Refugees and Thugs" were grayish-blue under the bright winter sun, and the tips of the city guards' spears were still stained with fresh blood.

As the carriage passed by, drops of blood happened to drip onto the eyes of the black bird carved on the shaft, dyeing the gilded pupils red.

"What are you counting, sir?" Xie Mingli's fingertips brushed across Bingpo Cold Marrow, and the pendant emitted a hint of coolness on her fingertips.

Chu Ning lowered the Xiangfei bamboo curtain and crushed the blood on his fingertips: "Under the jurisdiction of Wuhou Mansion, even the water in the moat is redder than elsewhere."

"You mean executing those thugs?"

The carriage suddenly stopped and the sound of iron chains dragging on the ground was heard outside.

Thirty-six prisoners in shackles were being herded out of the way.

"Get out of the way! You've startled the nobleman from Wuhou Mansion. I'll throw you into the moat to feed the fish."

Xie Mingli raised his hand to stop the guard's scolding.

The moment she opened the brocade curtain, the prisoners suddenly knelt on the ground, their foreheads hitting the bluestone slabs with a thud.

"Let's go." When Xie Mingli lowered the curtain, Chu Ning saw the prisoners crawling on the ground, afraid of startling the nobles in the carriage.

The carriage drove into Suzaku Street, and the noise wrapped in the smell of blood came in through the window.

On the wide bluestone road, there is a bustling flow of people, the cries of vendors, the sound of horses' hooves and the laughter of children are intertwined, reflecting a prosperous scene.

Along the street stood tall restaurants and teahouses, their carved beams and painted rafters dotted around the streets. The customers, dressed in finery, wore smug expressions on their faces. There were also many valiant men from the Jianghu, swords dangling from their waists, striding with their heads held high.

The prosperity of the provincial capital is far beyond that of Qingyang County.

Just as Chu Ning looked at the street, his eyes fell on an inconspicuous corner.

There, a ragged old man, hunched over, was kneeling in front of the restaurant, his cloudy eyes filled with pleading. Before him was a worn bowl with only a few copper coins in it. Beside him was a skinny child, huddled in the cold wind, his face pale and his lips chapped.

Passersby in well-dressed clothes passed by them from time to time, but no one was willing to give them a penny.

Suddenly, a young man in brocade clothes walked out of the restaurant, followed by several servants, with a contemptuous smile on his face. He glanced at the beggar, frowned slightly, and said with disgust, "How dirty! Come on, get this old man out! Don't spoil my mood!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a servant came forward and kicked over the old man's broken bowl, and copper coins scattered all over the floor.

The old man reached out to pick it up with trembling hands, but was pushed to the ground. Seeing this, the thin child rushed forward in fear, trying to protect the old man, but was kicked away by the servant and fell on the cold bluestone ground, with blood oozing from the corner of his mouth.

Seeing this scene, Chu Ning clenched his fists slightly, and a hint of coldness flashed in his eyes.

Xie Mingli noticed his change and said softly, "Sir, why are you so angry?"

Chu Ning said coldly: "They just want to live."

Xie Mingli brushed her hair away from her forehead and said calmly, "They were born like this. This is their fate."

(End of this chapter)