While Wei Wuyou was secretly cursing, Zhou Qing and Zhang Junshi were sitting opposite each other in the City Lord's Mansion. "Someone has been watching us recently. Be careful."
"I know. I hope you remember what you promised me." Zhou Qing stared at Zhang Junshi. Their deal and cooperation had conditions and rewards. Both of them had their own needs.
"Don't worry. I don't care what you want. When the time comes, it'll all be yours. "Zhang Junshi smiled and said casually. "But if you have the time to talk to me, why don't you look for your little wife?"
After saying that, Zhou Qing's eyes flickered. He got up and left the study room. He pushed open the door. This was the room prepared by Zhang Junshi. Tian Zijin had been inside and had never gone out.
Zhou Qing came in. Tian Zijin looked at him with resentment, disappointment, and emptiness in her eyes. This made Zhou Qing's heart ache. Ever since he saved her, she had never looked at him properly.
Zhou Qing didn't say anything. He took off his outer robe and lay down on the bed to sleep. Tian Zijin looked at Zhou Qing's appearance and couldn't help but sob softly. She lay on the table and kept crying.
Zhou Qing turned a deaf ear to her. He was already used to this. At first, he would persuade Tian Zijin and comfort her. But in the end, he didn't have so much patience and simply didn't say anything.
"Why? Why didn't you save my father back then?" Tian Zijin whispered. Zhou Qing turned his back, and this sentence echoed in his ears and the room.
"Save? How could we save him? If it wasn't for Uncle Tian holding back those people, the two of us wouldn't have been able to escape, "Zhou Qing said calmly. This was the answer he had prepared for a long time. He had been waiting for an opportunity.
Why didn't he save Tian Lei? If he had returned at that time, he could have saved Tian Lei. But he didn't go back. Zhou Qing didn't want to save Tian Lei. This was the answer Zhou Qing told him. He wanted Tian Lei to die.
"Is this your answer? My father died for the two of us, but you're struggling at death's door in the City Lord's Mansion, being a dog for others. " Tian Zijin cursed fiercely. She looked at Zhou Qing's back and realized that this person was so unfamiliar.
Zhou Qing sat up and stared at Tian Zijin. Was he willing to be someone's dog? But if he didn't become Zhang Junshi's dog, what else could he do? He had been Tian Lei's dog for so many years. If it wasn't for Tian Zijin, he could go anywhere.
Zhou Qing was full of resentment. His heart had never hurt so much before, and even his breathing was complicated.
Seeing Zhou Qing sit up and glare at him fiercely, Tian Ziyan smiled bitterly. The corners of his mouth were full of disdain. "What? Did I hit a sore spot? Zhou Qing, how did you become like this? "
Zhou Qing stood up and walked in front of Tian Zijin. He looked at her face, which was distorted by hatred and curses. He raised his hand, but put it down weakly in the end.
"What? Do you only use your hand to hit women?" Tian Zijin said in disdain when she saw Zhou Qing put down his hand. She stood up, walked to the bed, and slept in her clothes.
Zhou Qing stood in place. After hearing Tian Zijin's steady breathing, he pushed open the door and walked out. When Tian Zijin heard the door close, she also opened her eyes, sat up, and put on her coat.
Walking out of the City Lord's Mansion, Zhou Qing took off the silk gloves on his hands, revealing his pitch-black hands. After Zhou Qing left, Tian Zijin took out a pen and paper and wrote a letter.
On the other side, Nie Li, who was bathing, also received a report from a servant. He stood up from the bathtub. His strong muscles and perfect curves were filled with the beauty of violence.
However, the most eye-catching thing was the crisscrossing scars. The scars didn't leave a single piece of flesh on his body intact. However, the scars were more like a kind of glory, a totem that recorded his bloody journey.
Similarly, there were two strange patterns on his upper body that spread from his lower abdomen to his chest. There were strange words written on them that gave off an ancient and vicissitude feeling. It also made Nie Li look more evil. Nie Li knew that this was the mark left behind after the Nine Revolutions of the Heavenly Demon. It was just that the mark was relatively shallow.
After putting on his clothes, Nie Li's face was still delicate and handsome, like an inexperienced youth. However, who would have thought that this kind of person was already an executioner who had killed countless people.
Even though the time was a little late, the lights in the hall were still on. The other members of the Ghost Manor and Bai Lu were already ready to go. He was puzzled. Why did the Ghost Manor take action? Why didn't he know about it?
"Nie Li, sit here." Fang Tong saw that Nie Li was wearing a close-fitting battle robe with a simple black robe with red edges. It made him look even more calm and martial. Seeing that everyone was here.
Fang Tong stood up and stood up, "The reason why I called everyone here tonight is because I hope that everyone can guard the remaining halls. These few days, the Iron Chain Gang has been wantonly attacking. We have vowed to defend the last pass of the Cloud Sea Gang and let everyone know the power of our Ghost Manor. "
Hearing this, Nie Li realized that he wasn't in a coma for just one or two days. Furthermore, it was rare to see Fang Tong wearing her battle robe. It seems that she was prepared to fight to the death.
Just as Fang Tong finished speaking, Bai Lu walked to Nie Li's ear and said, "Also, everyone be careful. Recently, there's a very powerful poison user in the Cloud Sea City who killed and massacred the Iron Chain Gang. If you encounter him, be careful and don't fight him."
"It's that palm expert from the Tian Mansion. He might have started to take revenge after the Tian Mansion was destroyed." Bai Lu had seen palm techniques before and knew who it was. Nie Li also knew that it was Zhou Qing.
"Tonight, the other members of the Ghost Manor will cooperate with Bai Lu to eliminate the Iron Chain Gang's halls. The best defense is offense. Nie Li, you will guard the Fang Mansion. This is the last place. They definitely know that the Ghost Manor is here, so they will definitely come." Fang Tong arranged everyone's arrangements in detail.
"As for me, I can also attack the halls alone and attack the Ghost Manor on two fronts. Therefore, Nie Li, your responsibility tonight is very heavy. Can you do it? "Fang Tong looked at Nie Li. Aside from her, Nie Li was the strongest here!
Although he was only in the Blood Transformation Realm, the majestic aura and power contained in his body was clearly a level higher than Bai Lu's. Therefore, she handed the heavy responsibility of guarding the Fang Mansion to Nie Li. As for herself, she still had something to deal with.
"Okay, no problem." Nie Li nodded his head in response. Let's not talk about whether or not someone would come tonight. Even if someone did come, the Iron Chain Gang wouldn't have anyone with a high level of martial arts. Aside from Ding Meng, there were probably very few people in the Houtian realm.
After everyone confirmed their arrangements, they all left. Nie Li sat alone in the hall. He had a servant bring the Autumn Rain Saber over and had him lead the others to hide.
Nie Li carried a chair and placed it at the entrance of the hall. He leaned on the chair and slightly raised his chin, looking at the stars in the sky. Such a beautiful night wasn't suitable for killing. He placed the Autumn Rain Saber to the side, the saber colors on it naturally drooping down.
A gentle breeze blew, causing the saber colors to flutter from time to time. The patterns on the saber danced in the wind. Nie Li stared at the saber without blinking. "The people behind follow. Everyone get ready." The sound of footsteps entered Nie Li's ears in the silent night.
However, he didn't move and continued to look at the saber colors. "Bang!" The door was knocked open. Nie Li saw a dark mass of people standing at the door. The moonlight tonight was pretty good. They didn't have any torches. Every one of them wore night clothes and held sabers in their hands, eyeing Nie Li covetously.
The leader wore a loose black robe. He looked at Nie Li in front of the hall and frowned. He secretly looked around and found that the entire Fang Mansion was empty. His expression became even uglier.
He originally thought that he could catch Fang Tong's gang in one fell swoop, but he didn't expect that there would only be one Nie Li. Nie Li looked at the dozens of people in front of him. He vaguely felt that the leader was familiar, but he didn't seem to have any impression of him.
Nie Li leaned the saber against the back of the chair and stood up. As soon as he moved, the Iron Chain Gang's people all became alert and stared at him. As soon as Nie Li moved, they would swarm over.
"Nine Revolutions of the Heavenly Demon." Nie Li directly used his movement skill. His figure shuttled back and forth in the courtyard. In the blink of an eye, he appeared in front of the Iron Chain Gang. "Demons Dance", his right foot flipped. Coupled with the Nine Revolutions of the Heavenly Demon, everyone could only see a ghost-like figure slaughtering in the crowd.
After all, everyone was a person who licked blood from the saber. Their reaction was very fast. They immediately raised their sabers and began to counterattack. Nie Li's Nine Revolutions of the Heavenly Demon carried boundless baleful aura and overbearing momentum, rampaging through the crowd.
The Nine Revolutions of the Heavenly Demon tempered the body, making his body not weak. Although the Nine Revolutions of the Heavenly Demon was a movement skill, it required the body to support its overbearing and direct movements. When the body was strong, the explosive power would also be greater. It could also withstand the burden brought by the Heavenly Demon. Although the Nine Revolutions of the Heavenly Demon was only the first two revolutions, some of the movement skills and Qing Gong were enough for him to use.
With the deepening of the Inverse Crippling Demon Art, Nie Li was also armed by the cultivation technique. Looking at the ghost-like figure that couldn't be caught, the others pulled out their sabers and slashed at Nie Li. The sabers had already pierced his body and torn it in half.
There was no boiling hot blood, nor was there the crisp sound of a blade cutting through bone. His speed was too fast, so fast that there were two Nie Li's at the same time. According to the records of the Nine Revolutions of the Heavenly Demon, there could be eighty-one figures at the same time. It was hard to tell which one was real and which one was fake.
Despair welled up in their hearts. Those with weak cultivations couldn't block Nie Li's leg techniques. Only those in the Viscera Training and Blood Transformation realms could deal with Nie Li.
Every time the afterimages changed, there would be a person who would be hit.
Looking at the figures lying on the ground in front of the door, each one of them had died with their heads smashed open. Their brains flowed out, and their eyeballs exploded. Half of their heads were scattered under the moonlight.
"Everyone spread out. Those in the Viscera Training realm and below, withdraw. Those in the Blood Transformation realm, stand in front. Those in the Viscera Training realm, cooperate with those in the Blood Transformation realm. Those in the Houtian realm, come with me to capture this kid." The leader of the black clothed men looked at the panicked crowd and loudly said as he rushed towards Nie Li.
Nie Li looked at the menacing palm technique and felt the majestic internal energy blowing the hair in front of his forehead. He knew that he couldn't face it head-on. The Nine Revolutions of the Heavenly Demon Art moved and directly dodged to the side.
The afterimage left behind by the palm disappeared without a trace. The remaining palm wind directly knocked down the people behind the afterimage.
Looking at this scene, Nie Li's eyes shrank. Houtian realm, this person's strength was actually in the Houtian realm. Moreover, from his movements, Nie Li knew why this person looked familiar.
Last time, when he was assassinated at the inn, the black clothed man who had fled was this person.
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