"Yan Dragon Slayer!" Even though Lu Qizhong had guessed correctly and confirmed the fact, he still could not help but exclaim.
This name seemed to have a magical power, causing everyone who heard it to suck in a breath of cold air.
Lu Qizhong was speechless. After a while, he came back to his senses and said, "I didn't expect … I didn't expect the Yan Dragon Slayer to be a kid …"
"You're wrong."
Yan Dragonslayer, or Yan Li, walked up to him, raised his finger, and waved it. He corrected him seriously, "There are only two places in this world. One is called hell, and the other is called paradise. One represents life, and the other represents death. Since we fell into Hell, there is no difference in age. It's just a matter of life and death. "
"Hehehe …"
Looking at the kid's serious expression, Lu Qizhong felt like he was looking at a hot-blooded youth with a dream and determination. But it was this naive and immature child who had caused him to suffer a crushing defeat.
He had tasted the biggest defeat of his life. He would never forget it even if he turned into ashes. He could not help but laugh.
"Can you really bear the name Yan Dragon Slayer? Cough … "
He finally could not suppress his injuries and started coughing. Every time he coughed, he would spit out a mouthful of blood. Soon, the grass in front of him was dyed red.
"You're wrong again."
Yan Li waved his finger again, "The name 'Yan Dragon Butcher', compared to the other one, is a bit too light. It should feel honored that I'm its master. "
"So that's how it is!" Lu Qizhong smiled, "What an arrogant kid. However, you might be wrong if you want to get something out of me. "
Yan Li said, "Tell me Tyrant Wang's identity and I'll give you a quick death."
Lu Qizhong was shocked. He knew that Yan Li was not asking about the superficial things.
He sighed and said, "I don't know what you're going to do, but I advise you to give up."
"Is that so? What a pity." Yan Li hooked the middle-aged man's broken sword with his leg.
He gently caressed it for a while and praised, "This true weapon is already damaged, yet it can still be so scorching hot. It should be the Fire Origin Pure Gold from the volcanoes around Yuan Province. I heard that you used 500 Xiliang Iron Horsemen to destroy a Desolate Man tribe of 2000 people. Looks like it's true. "
As Yan Li spoke, his arms began to move.
Lu Qizhong had originally closed his eyes to await death, but he suddenly opened his eyes and shouted, "Wait!"
Yan Li's hand hung in the air.
Although the fluctuation was weak, Lu Qizhong was sure that it was the fluctuation of Essence Qi. Only cultivators would have Essence Qi fluctuations. If Yan Li was a cultivator, then he would have to re-evaluate him.
Lu Qizhong said without batting an eyelid, "I can answer your question, but you should understand the rules of equivalent exchange."
"How unfortunate." Yan Shiyi chuckled and said, "A captive can only obey. He has no choice. Didn't your teacher teach you that?"
"Indeed." Lu Qizhong said calmly, "But I can also choose not to exchange. A person like me cannot be forced to confess. You should be very clear about this."
"Of course, I can't be clearer." Yan Li said with a smile.
Lu Qizhong smiled faintly and said, "So, as long as you answer my question, I will naturally …"
Suddenly, without warning, a sharp pain entered his mind, and the rest of his words were swallowed back into his throat.
It turned out that before he finished speaking, Yan Li had stabbed the broken sword deep into his heart. Blood splattered and sprayed all over Yan Li's face.
"General!" The surrounding generals cried out in sorrow.
Drip! Drip!
Seeing the uncoagulated blood slide down from Yan Li's face and drop by drop onto the ground, an absurd thought rose in Lu Qizhong's mind, "So my blood is also red."
"Looks like you have nothing to fear." Yan Li's face was full of smiles and he squatted down. "I am a person who dislikes compromising the most. As a captive, you should act like a captive. I am very unhappy that you still think of yourself as a high and mighty commander. "
Lu Qizhong forced himself to stay conscious and asked word by word, "Why … didn't you sneak attack … to find … the answer?"
"The answer?" Yan Li said with a smile, "That kind of thing doesn't matter. Do you still remember the bandit alliance in Lianyun Mountain? Do you think that the fire ended it? No, no, no, that was just the beginning. "
Lianyun Mountain?
His memory fluctuated slightly and he remembered.
Although his consciousness was already blurred, the cause and effect became clear at once.
Yes, it was that fire, the fire that made the famous Yan Dragon Slayer.
The fire in his memory suddenly burned in front of him.
It enveloped Yan Li's whole body. In the fire, Yan Li's smiling face was stained with blood. It was as terrifying as a vengeful devil crawling out of hell.
Lu Qizhong could barely open his eyes. He squinted and said intermittently, "Just because … of … one … person, you … want to … become … enemies … with … Western Liang?"
Yan Li stood up and said lightly, "Not just Western Liang, even the whole world, so what?"
Lu Qizhong's lips curled into an inexplicable smile. It was unknown whether he was mocking Yan Li for overestimating himself or he was satisfied to die in the hands of such an opponent. But perhaps it was more of a relief. Because death was paradise.
In short, no one could get the answer from the dead. They could only figure it out themselves.
"Marshal!" Seeing that Lu Qizhong had died, the valley was instantly filled with sorrowful cries.
Yan Li said without turning his head, "Leave no one alive!"
The swordsman in black responded and moved.
Although Lu Qizhong's death aroused the Western Liang army's grief and indignation, they tried to break out of the encirclement and spread the secret they heard. However, they were still killed by the well-coordinated Yanshan Robber.
Soon, there was no one left alive in the valley.
The swordsman in black stabbed every corpse with his sword. After confirming that there was no one left alive, he quickly retreated.
Just after Yanshan Robber retreated, Lu Qizhong's body slowly slid down. His back was badly mutilated and his bones could be vaguely seen.
On the corresponding position of the stone wall, there was a line of words written in blood. It was: Dragon Slayer of Yan, Academy, Hidden Edge.
…
"Dragon Slayer of Yan, Academy, Hidden Edge. What does this mean? "Yuan Chengxi also saw the words on the paper and could not help but ask.
Yan Li smiled mysteriously and said, "It's very Lu Qizhong's style. Should I say that it's indeed him? "
Yuan Chengxi became more and more curious and asked, "Young Master, what is this all about?"
Yan Li destroyed the paper and asked with a smile, "In your opinion, what do you think they mean?"
Yuan Chengxi thought for a while and said, "The Dragon Slayer of Yan naturally refers to the Dragon Head, the murderer. The news of the Dragon Head killing Lu Qizhong must have been leaked because of this. The Academy's appearance here is really inexplicable. Hidden Edge might have something to do with the West Liang sending people to negotiate for peace? Could it be that Lu Qizhong thought that the West Liang was not powerful enough to conquer the world, so he asked Qin Que Yue to hide and wait for an opportunity? "
Yan Li nodded and said, "That's right."
But he did not seem to have the intention to explain and walked to the wine cellar under the backyard.
Yuan Chengxi did not dare to ask and followed closely.
Other than wine, there was also a captive in the wine cellar.
The captive was called Mr. Yu. Of course, this was only the name he used after he retired. His real name was Ghost, one of the top ten assassins in the underworld.
Mr. Yu was tied to a chair. When he heard the footsteps, he raised his head weakly and said unhappily, "I want to report you to the officials for abusing the captive!"
His face was pale and his lips were trembling when he spoke.
Yan Li said, "There is no abuse. Didn't you not even lose a hair?"
Mr. Yu clenched his teeth and finally loosened them weakly. He scolded softly, "Since that day, I have only drunk two mouthfuls of water. You bastard, come and have a taste. See if it feels good!"
Yan Li pulled a chair and sat down.
Yuan Chengxi and Yan Chaoyang stood behind him on his left and right, giving off an oppressive feeling.
Yan Li then said calmly, "Mr. Yu, it's about time for you to give up struggling. How about this, you tell me one of Yu Xingzhi's secrets, and I will give you a drumstick?"
Mr. Yu shouted in exasperation, "The secrets of a fourth-rank capital governor are only worth a drumstick? Yan Li, you don't respect the old and love the young. You are a bastard who takes advantage of the situation and extorts others. Even the old money slave is more generous than you … I won't trade, even if I starve to death! "
"One drumstick is too much? A paw, then. "
"You bastard, vampire. I won't trade, I won't trade, even if I starve to death."
"I'm a little bastard, and you're an old bastard. Aren't we all the same?"
"Who are you calling old? You bastard, I'm not old, I'll always be eighteen! "
Yan Li's expression was calm. He said, "That's enough. You don't have to pretend anymore. Aren't you tired?"
The exaggerated expression on Mr. Yu's face slowly disappeared. Instead, it was replaced by a deep-rooted resentment.
Then, he said, "I'm afraid that if I don't pretend, I won't be able to stop myself from pouncing on you and biting you to death."
Yan Li said indifferently, "If you had the chance, you would have done so long ago. I know better than you the feeling of seeing your enemy every day, but not being able to do anything to him. "
"Oh?" Mr. Yu sneered. "It seems that you are also a person with a story. Since that's the case, you should know better how an old man with white hair feels when he sends off his black-haired son. You should also know that I can't tell you anything. "
Yan Li laughed and said, "No, no, no. If I wanted to get information from you, I wouldn't just lock you up. As I said, everyone has his value, provided that he's willing to do it. "
"Hahaha …" Mr. Yu laughed wildly. "You're not so naive to think that I'll help my enemy, are you?"
"No, you will." Yan Li laughed along with him.
Although Mr. Yu was laughing, his eyes were as cold as knives. "I won't. You can kill me at any time. But no matter whether my soul perishes or returns to the sea of stars, I'll carry the curse on you. As long as my soul exists, the fire of the curse will never be extinguished. "
Yan Li shook his head and repeated, "No, you will."
He smiled brightly. "For example, I'll give you a chance, a chance to take revenge."
Then, he whispered something in Mr. Yu's ear.
Mr. Yu was surprised at first, then fell into deep thought.
Yan Li looked at Mr. Yu with a smile. He knew that Mr. Yu would definitely agree.
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