Wang Quan looked at the Minister of Suffering and said softly, "Great Master, I don't kill monks. You may pass away."
The Minister of Suffering was startled. He put his palms together and chanted the name of Buddha. Then, he sat down cross-legged.
In just a moment, his meridians were all broken and he died.
"Demonic magic! Demon! Demon! Ahhh!!! "
The assistant minister tried to retreat, but he tripped over a chair and fell to the ground. The dishes on the table were scattered all over his body. Tears and mucus flowed down his face.
Wang Quan turned his head and said calmly, "You are not worthy to die in my hands."
The eyes of the assistant minister of the Ministry of Revenue froze. He slowly picked up a chopstick and inserted it into his mouth.
Then, he exerted force … exerted force …
Until the wooden chopstick pierced through the back of his head with a red and white object.
Without looking at the heroes of Jianghu, Wang Quan strode to the door.
Ah Jiu had already opened the paper umbrella.
Wang Quan took the paper umbrella and turned his head to the side. He said with a faint smile, "The disciples of the Beggar Sect here are all yours."
He sent a stream of black and red mist into Luo Xiao's body. "The damned Jianghu people here have told you everything."
Luo Xiao closed her eyes, enjoying the swelling sensation of the huge amount of information rushing into her brain, as well as the pain in her body.
After a moment, she opened her eyes, which were glowing with a purple light.
"Thank you, Young Master."
The door of Louwailou closed behind Wang Quan and Ah Jiu.
Wang Quan looked up at the sky. The storm had stopped.
He was in a good mood now, and he even wanted to sing the song "The Light of the Right".
Putting away the paper umbrella, Wang Quan rubbed Ah Jiu's head. "Ah Jiu, don't blow such a strong wind in the future, and don't blow it from the front either. My eyes are so sore. Next time, remember to blow it from the side. "
Ah Jiu nodded and asked a small question. "Brother, do you need me to bring your music player in the future?"
"There's no need for that. If I can't animate it, I'll look very silly. After all, not everyone carries a stereo when they fight."
Ah Jiu nodded and took out a small notebook to record something.
After a while, when she was done, she looked up at Wang Quan. "Brother, you don't like Luo Xiao, do you?"
"Why? You've been torturing her heart and body, and now you've developed feelings for her?" Wang Quan pinched her face and explained with a smile, "I don't really like or hate her, but I used to be annoyed by that green tea saintess. Now … I definitely have a good impression of such a cute girl, but I can't say that I like her. "
He was shamelessly talking about a scumbag in front of his sister.
"Oh …"
Ah Jiu was a little disappointed.
She could feel that Luo Xiao's inhuman aura was stimulated by her brother's black and red mist.
She was still thinking that she could finally have Little Four to order around.
"Don't worry about these details. We'll talk about it when we get back."
Wang Quan turned around and walked towards the inn. Ah Jiu followed closely behind him.
It was late at night, and there was no one else on the road.
Only Wang Quan and Ah Jiu were walking on the cold stone path.
Halfway there, he raised his eyebrows. "Hm?"
A black-clothed man was walking towards them.
This person was like a sharp sword that pierced through the heavens. The sharp sword aura that seeped out from his body made Wang Quan's eyes narrow.
The distance between them gradually shortened, but neither of them looked at the other.
Suddenly, a gust of wind blew within three meters of them!
It was as if two peerless swordsmen were exchanging blows. Endless sharpness crisscrossed in the space between the two!
Then, everything returned to normal. The two of them brushed past each other.
Their footsteps did not even pause for a moment.
As they walked further and further away, Wang Quan rubbed Ah Jiu's head. "Didn't I say not to turn on the air blower?"
Ah Jiu followed the strength of his hand and shook her head. She faintly complained, "I just thought that Big Brother wanted to show his divinity in front of others, so I cooperated."
"Tsk. Tonight, wash yourself clean and come to Big Brother's room. Big Brother is going to punish you well."
"Hm …" Ah Jiu's earlobes reddened. She expressionlessly complained, "Big Brother, your expression is so greasy."
"Hehehe ~ ~ Greasy Uncle likes to eat little girls the most! Especially little girls with good figures and white hair! "
The two of them joked and walked further and further away.
In the distance behind them, the black-clothed swordsman stopped and looked back.
A fanatical smile suddenly appeared on his cold and ordinary face.
"Besides Xu Wuming, there is actually such a swordsman in the world … Very good."
…
"Good!"
In the imperial study of the palace, the emperor slammed the table and stood up.
He looked at the news in his hand, looked up, and said, "The second Holy Virgin of the Holy House is really not dead? And she killed more than a hundred people of the Beggar Gang? "
"Yes, and she also killed more than 20 heroes of the Jianghu," the scholar said hesitantly.
After a pause, he asked, "Your Majesty, I'm afraid that Wang Quan is not easy to control."
He had already received specific information.
Wang Quan hadn't even drawn his sword, but he had already scared Fan Longcheng, the Grand Master of the Beggar Gang and an expert on the Heavenly List.
Now this former expert on the Heavenly List completely regarded himself as a wild dog.
When he sent someone to bring him here, he was almost bitten by him.
Now Fan Longcheng was curled up in the corner of the cage, grimacing in pain.
And the Master of Suffering, a Connate expert of the Lotus Sense Temple, was so scared that he directly broke his meridians and passed away!
And the assistant minister of the Ministry of Revenue, killed himself with a chopstick …
Could it be that Wang Quan knows how to use sorcery?
"These are not important. What's important is that Wang Quan has now offended two of the Four Holy Lands. Let's just watch the show."
The Emperor ordered, "Bi Zhi, remember to send people to publicize the murder of the Saintess of the Pure Heart Sacred House, but be tactful."
In other words, they used ambiguous words.
For example, "maybe", "or", "maybe", "according to speculation" and so on.
But the direction of the guidance was to discredit the Pure Heart Sacred House.
In this way, as long as they didn't want to directly shed all pretense of cordiality, there was nothing to say.
They could only grit their teeth and swallow it.
Moreover, the Emperor's purpose was not to disgust the other party or anything else.
This was actually a strategy to show weakness.
It was to let the Sacred House think:
"Look, I'm at my wit's end. I can only use these childish tricks to vent my anger."
His true purpose was to ambush the experts when the two great Sword Gods of the world were fighting. When they were both injured, they would annihilate each other in one fell swoop, and then produce a large amount of Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi for the seed of the Bright Bird to absorb.
At the same time, he would directly sacrifice all the people in the city, using their lives as a sacrifice, so that the Bright Bird would descend again. With this, he would destroy the Four Holy Lands and other first-rate sects, aristocratic families, and aristocratic families in one fell swoop, and restore the glory of "all under the heavens belongs to the King"!
And then, he could throw the blame to the two great Sword Gods, and even to Wang Quan and the Four Holy Lands!
Then, he would use this to arouse the hatred of all the people in the world!
Then, he would kill Wang Quan, and that would be the general trend! This was the will of the people!
After that, he could throw the blame to Wang Quan, saying that he was actually a puppet pushed out by the Four Holy Lands to destroy Da Zhou, so that the Four Holy Lands could rule the world!
This way, he could also conveniently let the people in the world know of the existence of the Four Holy Lands, and he could also transfer all the hatred to them!
In any case, the dead could not speak.
The scholar wanted to say something, but he hesitated. In the end, he still accepted the order and left.
Of course, he did not know the Emperor's plan. He belonged to the Jinglun Academy, and what they cared about was not freedom, but relative fairness.
What was fairness?
Fairness was a method to set up shackles for society to restrict the strong.
It had always been the middle and lower class people who shouted for fairness. When had they ever seen the people above them asking for fairness?
Because fairness was to restrict them.
This was the goal of this scholar of the academy. To restrict martial artists from fighting in private, to restrict killing, and to restrict the use of force.
Although this would also restrict the common people, it was actually targeted at the masters of Jianghu.
It was like saying that you could use violence if you were bare-handed.
Very well, if the other party armed themselves to the teeth and then pulled out a gun and pointed it at you, did you think your fist could be harder than a bullet?
He had come precisely because he agreed with the Emperor's idea of suppressing the sects and aristocratic families in Jianghu.
But the Emperor said that a lack of forbearance in small matters would spoil great plans, and that the death of a city's people could save the world …
He did not really agree.
After he left, the smile on the Emperor's face darkened. "Keep an eye on Bi Zhi. If he makes any unnecessary movements, get rid of him."
"Yes."
A handsome eunuch walked out of the shadows.
The Emperor took a sip of tea and said, "Wife, can you deal with those people?"
The eunuch bowed slightly. "I have forcibly broken through to the Half-Step Void Realm a few days ago. In Jianghu, no one is a match for me."
"En, then I'll have to trouble you with the matters after the duel, my dear companion. Wife's foundation has been damaged after forcibly breaking through. You can use the medicinal herbs in the Inner Mansion as much as you want. "
"Your Majesty, this is what I should do. As long as I can see Da Zhou regain control of the world, even if I die, I will have the face to see the three Immortal Emperors. "
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