Zhu Tian: Starting from the World of Zongwu

These people were shouting so loudly that if you didn't know, you would really think they were loyal to Jin Jiuling. But if you looked closely, you would find that they were just shouting happily, but no one dared to step forward. Instead, many of them were retreating while shouting.

"Bunch of bastards!"

Jin Jiuling was really angry.

This is the Qianhu Suo Yamen. If his good subordinates really wanted to help him, they could have mobilized archers to surround this place long ago.

Hundreds and thousands of crossbow arrows came pouring down, and even few innate warriors could withstand them.

But in the end, there was a big commotion outside, and except for the two confidants who were killed by Song Xuanyi at the beginning, no one else really helped him.

Maybe, there are a few centurions who have been eyeing his position as a captain for a long time and are hoping for his early death!

"No one can be relied upon at a critical moment. It is better to rely on yourself than on others!"

Jin Jiuling sighed deeply, and the next moment, he began to fight back.

But he saw his hands dancing, with a slight cold light flashing between his fingers. With a jingle sound, he defeated Xue Bing's dagger.

Xue Bing flew backwards, but Jin Jiuling had no intention of stopping. He moved across the air and suddenly appeared in front of Xue Bing. He held an embroidery needle in his right hand and stabbed Xue Bing's eyes.

Silver light flashed, and the flying needle between Jin Jiuling's fingers and palms exuded sharp energy, but at the moment of stabbing, two fingers suddenly appeared and clamped the flying needle tightly.

Jin Jiuling stared at Lu Xiaofeng's fingers. At the fingertips, there was a vortex of true energy that he could not understand spinning rapidly, locking his silver needle tightly.

"The Lingxi Finger is indeed worthy of its reputation!"

Seeing that the embroidery needle could not break Lu Xiaofeng's spiritual finger, Jin Jiuling did not dare to entangle with him. His body turned into a shadow and rushed directly out of the door, rushing towards Song Qian.

Catch the thief first to catch the king.

In his opinion, among these people, Lu Xiaofeng is the most difficult to deal with, and the tigress Xue Bing is not easy to defeat in one or two moves. The youngest, Song Qian, should be the easiest to deal with.

As long as he can control her and make others afraid to act rashly, Jin Jiuling's chances of turning the tables will be greater!

Chapter 151 I want to kill someone, do I need evidence?

"Be careful, is there poison in his needle?"

Seeing Jin Jiuling leaving her behind and rushing towards Song Qian, Xue Bing exclaimed in surprise.

However, Lu Xiaofeng, who originally wanted to catch up, became a little subtle in expression and even had a bit of sympathy after seeing Jin Jiuling change his target to Song Qian.

Why did you have to pick on that person when you could pick on anyone else?

Even if you challenged Song Xuan without knowing your own limitations, you would most likely still be able to survive with your body intact. But you insisted on provoking that female Shura, and now it's difficult for you to have a good death.

"late!"

Jin Jiuling sneered. He was able to climb from a small flag in the Xuanyi Guard to the position of a thousand households. How could his own abilities be ordinary?

His body movements suddenly improved to a higher level, and a shadow suddenly appeared, with a flying needle in his hand wrapped in cold light, piercing Song Qian's face like a storm.

Just one needle is enough to blind the opponent's eyes and subdue him directly. As the Embroidery Thief, he has blinded many masters, so this one is not a big deal.

Bang!

The expected situation of stabbing Song Qian did not happen. Instead, the silver needle in his hand pierced through a piece of ice wall, and ice chips fell like snowflakes, staining his hair and clothes everywhere.

"what is this?"

It was the first time that Jin Jiuling encountered such an opponent. The strength displayed by Song Qian did not seem like martial arts, but more like Taoist five elements magic.

"I want to see how much ice you can block!"

Jin Jiuling didn't believe it, and three silver needles appeared in his hand again. He exerted his strength again and stabbed forward.

boom!

The silver needle pierced straight in, and it made a sound like the sound of a huge bell, which made the tiles of the houses in the Qianhu Suo Yamen buzz.

This time, he pierced three ice walls in a row, and the embroidery needle in his hand broke, but Song Qian's figure still did not appear in his sight, and was surrounded by clusters of light blue ice walls.

"What the hell?"

Jin Jiuling had an expression as if he had seen a ghost. The next moment, he saw the shattered ice fragments suddenly gather together and turn into a long ice sword, stabbing straight towards him.

Before the ice sword arrived, an extremely cold aura hit Jin Jiuling in the face, causing his pupils to hurt so much that his vision even began to blur.

Jin Jiuling's eyes were bloodshot and he didn't care about the severe pain. He pulled back and wanted to escape from this place.

He knew that if he escaped today, he would have to flee the world with the infamy of being the Embroidered Thief, but he could no longer care about that.

I thought Song Qian, the weakest, was so strangely powerful, so wouldn’t her brother be even more powerful?

If he doesn't leave now, and several people join forces to surround him, then no matter how good his lightness skills are, he won't be able to withstand the simultaneous attacks of several people.

However, just as he turned to flee, he heard a clang and the sound of a long sword being unsheathed.

But behind him, Song Qian's figure came like a ghost, and the long sword in her hand came in an instant like a light blue lightning.

Jin Jiuling was already terrified. At this moment, he had completely lost the courage to fight. He frantically used his lightness skills and just wanted to escape from here as soon as possible.

scoff!

A cold light flashed, and Jin Jiuling's escape speed was ultimately no match for Song Qian's sword-drawing speed. With a wailing sound, Jin Jiuling's galloping figure fell from mid-air with a plop.

"what!!"

Falling to the ground, Jin Jiuling subconsciously reached for his lower body, but all he felt was a blurry mass of flesh and blood. Just now, Song Qian had cut him in half with a sword!

"He's much worse than Huo Xiu!"

Song Qian put away her sword and sneered with some disdain.

Jin Jiuling was supposed to be quite strong, although he was slightly weaker than Huo Xiu, but he was not strong enough to be cut in half by such a direct sword strike.

But this person's courage in facing danger is far inferior to Huo Xiu's.

Back then, Huo Xiu had his arm broken by his brother in the date forest, but he still had the courage to fight with me, and only gave in after he was exhausted.

Perhaps this is one of the reasons why the elder brother treats him differently and is willing to take him as his subordinate.

In comparison, Jin Jiuling's performance is far worse.

When the wind is in your favor, the waves are terrible, but when the wind is against you, all you can think about is running away, and you don't have the courage to fight to the death.

"You are such a wretch, you are only fit to be an embroidery thief!"

Jin Jiuling was lying on the ground, his lower body more than ten feet away from him. His two legs had been shattered into a pile of flesh and blood under the explosion of Xuanbing Zhenqi.

"You made it too bloody!"

Song Xuan stepped forward and spoke to Song Qian in a reproachful tone, then looked at Jin Jiuling with concern.

"Brother Jin, look at what a mess this has caused. There are pieces of debris everywhere. I didn't know how to control my severity. I'm sorry to have embarrassed you..."

Looking at Song Xuan's expression full of concern, Jin Jiuling's face, distorted by severe pain, stared at him intently.

"Mr. Song, have I ever offended you before?"

"no!"

"Since I haven't offended you, why did you come all the way here to mess with me?!"

"What hatred and grudge!"

Jin Jiuling yelled hysterically, "I'll let you mess with me from thousands of miles away!!!"

"This matter, can only be said to be fate..." Song Xuan looked like a person who was destined to meet each other, "We were originally planning to go to Huashan, but who would have thought that we would encounter the Embroidery Thief on the way.

Look, it's just a coincidence that I caught you!"

"Is it really just a coincidence?" Jin Jiuling was a little skeptical. People like him who like to scheme and plot never believe that there are any coincidences in this world.

"Perhaps you have done so many evil things that God has led you here!"

Song Xuan glanced at his sister who was already starting to get bored. As a girl of luck, wherever she went, people would die. This situation seemed reasonable, right?

"What nonsense are you talking to him about!"

Xue Bing held a steel knife in his hand, his eyes full of murderous intent, and was about to step forward and kill Jin Jiuling with one blow.

"You can't kill me!"

Jin Jiuling was so frightened that his face turned pale. He shouted, "I am a captain of the Xuanyi Guard, a member of the emperor's personal army. If you kill me, those killers in the Law Enforcement Department will not let you go!"

After he shouted that, Xue Bing did hesitate.

The reputation of the Law Enforcement Department is truly intimidating.

Lu Xiaofeng sneered, "The Embroidery Thief is a man to be punished by all. Do you think you can survive after your identity is exposed?"

"Embroidery Thief? What evidence do you have to prove I'm an Embroidery Thief? Without evidence, you killed a high-ranking member of the Black Guards without authorization. From now on, none of you will be able to escape the pursuit of the Law Enforcement Department!"

"You really have a problem with your brain!" Song Xuan walked to Jin Jiuling's side and looked at him strangely. "Did you misunderstand the situation? I want to kill someone. Do I need evidence?"

"you you!"

Jin Jiuling didn't know what to say for a moment. Yes, Song Xuan and the others were also Xuanyi Guards.

Xuanyiwei wants to kill someone, does he need evidence?

Maybe it is necessary, but for the Xuanyi Guards, evidence is something they can get whatever they want, right?

scoff!

Song Xuan pointed his finger and Jin Jiuling trembled all over. His eyes were dim and his eyebrows were pierced.

Turning around, Song Xuan looked around at the panicked Xuanyi Guards and said indifferently, "I'll give you one night to find evidence that Jin Jiuling is the Embroidery Thief.

Get promoted and make a fortune, or die with Jin Jiuling. It's your choice!"

"I will follow your orders, sir!"

The group of Xuanyi Guards seemed to have been granted amnesty. They breathed a sigh of relief and began to disperse.

"Sir, are these people reliable?" Lu Xiaofeng whispered, "The things Jin Jiuling stole must have been hidden very well, so they might not be found."

"Don't worry!" Song Xuan laughed, "You can doubt the character of the Xuanyi Guards, but don't question their professionalism!"

Chapter 152 Why is there a lack of martial arts masters in Mingzhou?

After everyone in the Qianhu Office received the order and left, Song Xuan turned his head to look at a shadow in the yamen.

"Come out!"

As soon as these words came out, Lu Xiaofeng's expression suddenly changed.

"Is there anyone else hiding in the dark?"

He looked around warily, and even Victoria Song was watching curiously, but with their abilities, they didn't notice anything wrong.

Song Xuan spoke again, "Old Ye, you've been watching for so long, why don't you come out and say hello?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a ray of moonlight seemed to squeeze in from the dark corner. Then, Ye Gucheng, dressed in a white robe, with a weathered look on his face, slowly walked out.

"Master Song is truly amazing. I thought I hadn't leaked a single bit of my aura, but I still couldn't hide it from your perception."

Ye Gucheng's face was full of admiration, and deep in his eyes, there was a hint of fear.

He knew that Song Xuan was very powerful and had been active in the martial arts world of Mingzhou for decades. Apart from the old immortal from Wudang who could not be provoked, there were few people who could make him feel intimidated.

And Song Xuan in front of him is one of them.

The strength of this person has always been a mystery and unfathomable.

It's a pity that Jin Jiuling was a waste and he never forced out Song Xuan's true strength until his death.

"Brother Ye, are you here to deal with Jin Jiuling too?" After seeing who was coming, Lu Xiaofeng breathed a sigh of relief and asked quickly.

Ye Gucheng nodded slightly. "Prince Pingnan also suspected Jin Jiuling was the Embroidery Thief, so he sent me here to investigate. But he's dead now, so this doesn't matter anymore."

The person is already dead, so whether he is the Embroidery Thief or not is up to Song Xuan to decide.

In Yangzhou City, he had witnessed how Song Xuan dealt with the eight great families and King Huai. Not to mention that Jin Jiuling was most likely the Embroidery Thief, even if he was not, he must be one.

It has to be the kind that means certain death.

Victoria Song yawned, "Thanks to my clever planning, the Embroidery Thief has been apprehended. Okay, now everyone go home and find your mothers. Everyone, go back to bed early!"

Watching Song Qian turn around and leave lazily and casually, Xue Bing was stunned. He subconsciously imitated her posture and shrugged at Lu Xiaofeng.

"Chicken, I'm going back to bed too. See you tomorrow."