Rumble …
There was a muffled clap of thunder, and rain finally fell from the gloomy sky.
This did not interrupt the Soul Point Conference, and the duels on the Soul Point Platform continued. Wei Yang of the Mountain Gorge Academy had displayed astonishing talent and strength, but there was only silence on the stage. No one gasped in surprise, no one paid attention to him. Apart from the examiner announcing Wei Yang's victory, almost everyone else was gathered at one side of the stage.
From this position, the East Main Street of the Third District could be seen. Everyone had been chasing Qin Sang who had jumped off the Soul Point Platform to look here, and finally witnessed a heart-palpitating fight. Even though they could not see it after turning to another street, everyone still gathered in this position, and did not disperse for a long time. Until it started raining, and everyone tried to find ways to shelter themselves from the rain before dispersing. But even so, no one paid attention to Wei Yang, who had raised his right arm to show off his victory on the stage.
Wei Yang was a little annoyed. These idiots, what did they run off to see, and actually missed the wonderful performance of this genius? But the next second, Wei Yang immediately saw that everyone had dispersed, but Wei Tianqi was still standing in that position, with his back to the platform, motionless.
"Little Castellan!" Wei Yang came down from the stage, and hurried to Wei Tianqi's side to help shelter him from the rain.
Wei Tianqi turned his head to look at Wei Yang, his face pale. No matter how cold the rain was, it could not compare to the chill that rose in his heart. The scene of Lu Ping ripping off Wei Zhong's arm and breaking Wei Zhong's neck replayed in his mind over and over again. He wanted to vomit.
Rainwater and blood quickly mixed together and flowed quietly on the street. The guards of Zhiling City's inner city had disappeared during the fight on the street. At this time, everything was over. A team of guards wearing straw hats and raincoats silently appeared on the street, and deftly put the corpses on the ground into body bags.
The East Main Street of the Third District was quickly cleaned up. The leader of the third team let out a long breath, glad that no other incidents occurred. As he led the team through the street, the leader of the third team glanced at the street on the right.
The street had been sealed off, and the people blocking the street entrance were members of Guard Team One. The leader of Team Three didn't dare to step forward. Team One was an elite group of trusted aides under the direct command of City Lord Draconis. Any ordinary member of the team would carry more weight than a captain like him, because they always represented the will of the city lord.
Moreover, the leader of Team Three also saw Jia Qian. The captain of the first team of guards, the right-hand man of Castellan Draconis, was standing outside a house. Several of his subordinates were moving corpses in and out of the house. They were lined up on the street. At the door of the house, a young man and woman stood quietly. No matter how heavy the rain was, it could not wash away the bloodstains on their bodies.
After a few hurried glances, the captain of the third squad had already walked past the corner of the street. He did not dare to linger, nor did he dare to ask, even though he was very curious.
Jia Qian was also very curious. As soon as he arrived, he tried to sense Lu Ping's realm. In the end, what he sensed was an existence similar to that of an ordinary person. When he didn't circulate his Soul Power, this young man hid his Soul Power extremely well.
A natural born killer!
An astonishing concealment method. The straightforward and decisive killing made Jia Qian unable to help but have an understanding and evaluation of Lu Ping.
"Did you do all this?" He already knew the answer to a question, but it was just to break the silence at present.
"Yes." Lu Ping replied.
"Take her away." Jia Qian didn't say anything more. Everything looked like they were arresting a killer who committed a murder on the street.
Two team members walked to the left and right of Lu Ping. Lu Ping didn't resist, but he also didn't have any intention of cooperating. He didn't pay any attention to the two of them and just looked to the side. A member of the first team of guards bent over and put Ling Ziyan's corpse into a black body bag. Then, he carried it on his shoulder and quickly left with the others.
"Where will she be taken?" Lu Ping suddenly asked.
"For a dead person. It doesn't matter where she goes. "Jia Qian said.
Lu Ping was silent.
"What about me? Where will she be taken?" Lu Ping suddenly asked again.
"We await the City Lord's decision." Jia Qian said with an unquestionable tone. Then, he waved his hand at the two subordinates and began to be on full alert. Although this was the first time he had come into contact with Lu Ping. But his intuition already told him that this youth wasn't someone who would easily obey. His injuries were very serious and he looked very tired, but when he paid attention to what he cared about, his entire state immediately became completely different. Some people's limits could never be grasped.
"I don't really want to go." As expected, Lu Ping wasn't very obedient.
"That's not up to you." Jia Qian's courage had already begun to flow. In this state, what kind of combat power could Lu Ping explode out? To be honest, he was somewhat looking forward to it. He didn't even instruct the others and just waited for it. He wanted to personally test Lu Ping's depth.
In the end, he didn't wait for Lu Ping to explode out, but waited for another voice.
"He's not going anywhere!" This voice also had an unquestionable tone, and it could be heard that the person who spoke was in an extremely bad mood.
Jia Qian turned his head and saw Qin Sang. Her face was as cold as ice, but she didn't look at him. Kuei gripped his sword tightly in his hand and pointed at the team carrying Ling Ziyan's body bag. "Put it down."
If it were a normal guard, there probably wouldn't be many who would dare to disobey the orders of the young lady of the Qin family. But right now, they were Team One, the absolute trusted subordinates of the mayor of Zhiling City. If they were easily swayed, they wouldn't be able to live up to this trust. He heard Qin Sang's shout, but he didn't stop or put it down. Instead, he continued to complete what he was doing.
"I told you to put it down, did you hear me!" Qin Sang took a step forward. Jia Qian frowned. Although he was unhappy with Qin Sang's actions, he was also a little confused by his subordinate's stubbornness. Of course, it was commendable that he was resolutely carrying out his duty, but what he was doing now was just an insignificant matter like collecting the body. The other guards carrying the body bags had already stopped in their tracks. Only the one that Qin Sang was pointing at walked faster and faster.
"Who's there!" Jia Qian realized that something was wrong and immediately attacked. He strode towards this person, the wariness in his heart even stronger than when he was guarding against Lu Ping.
The person carrying the body was undoubtedly not his subordinate, but he had somehow blended in with them without him noticing at all.
"Stop right there!" Qin Sang was extremely frustrated. Seeing that these people didn't even let go of Ling Ziyan's body, she didn't know what kind of tricks they had up their sleeves. She couldn't bear it anymore. When the sword was drawn, even the rainwater in the sky and on the ground were moved, following the sword's momentum and stained with the dancing light. Before the sword arrived, the sword light formed by the rainwater instantly condensed behind the person.
Whoosh …
The sword light formed by the rainwater pierced through, but what landed in the wind and rain was only a raincoat.
No one saw what movement he used, and no one saw what movement he made. With just a flash, he was already standing on a roof to the side. The body bag containing Ling Ziyan was still on his shoulder. He had taken off his raincoat, and it fluttered in the wind and rain. The "robber" character in the center of his back looked like it was about to fly out.
Jia Qian's expression froze, and he immediately stopped his pursuit. He quickly used his eyes to stop all his subordinates. Qin Sang didn't stop. She twisted her wrist, and the sword light slashed towards the roof. But she only slashed halfway when the sword light suddenly fell. Someone suddenly appeared next to Qin Sang and forcefully pressed down her hand. Before Qin Sang could react, he had already rushed in front of Qin Sang to protect her.
"Miss, run!" Ku Zhu looked at the "robber" character dancing in the wind and rain like a demon. He was already prepared to die.
Robber. This was his title. No amount of embellishments could compare to this word.
He was the only one of the six great cultivators in the world who had never revealed his name or even his true appearance.
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