Bypassing the two side courtyards and passing through three long corridors, Liu Jilai stepped into the yard with a few small lanterns hanging on the inside of the red wall, waved his hand and waved the maids who were waiting outside the door, and went forward and knocked on the wooden door.

"Madam, have you rested?"

The noise of dressing in the room sounded inside, and then an oil lamp lit up in the dark room, and under the light, a dark shadow covered in clothes approached the door.

Liu Jilai subconsciously took a few steps back, and then felt that his behavior was inappropriate. He looked around and saw that no one saw this scene. He was cautiously waiting for the people inside to open the door for him.

As the door opened, a young woman in white pajamas and pink coat walked out. Her skin was white, delicate and crystal clear, her facial features were delicate and beautiful, and her eyebrows were as clear as a fairy. Compared with the heroic and charismatic Nie Xiaofeng, the wheat fragrance that was about to bloom, this woman was truly a beautiful and unparalleled beauty.

Seeing this woman, Liu Jilai subconsciously swallowed his saliva and did not dare to look directly at the woman. This woman seemed to look at Liu Jilai in surprise.

"Master, you finished your help so early today. Come in quickly. It's too cold outside. If it's frozen, it will be a pity for me."

As he said that, the woman grabbed Liu Jilai's palm and the two entered the room, covered the oil lamp with a square gauze, making the light dim and dispersed, and walked behind the screen in a few steps.

But the woman at this time is no longer the kind of surprise that she was just now, and she felt sorry for her man. On the contrary, her clear face was full of displeasure and expressions that I didn't want to see you.

"I have said so many times. Don't disturb me when I practice. Why? I can't understand which move of the Pixing sword technique? I can't practice it?

Liu Jilai, you have practiced martial arts for so many years, why is your understanding so poor? At your progress, you may not be able to practice this swordsmanship until you reach a small success in another three to five years.”

Liu Jilai was damaged, but he was not displeased at all. Instead, he looked like he listened to the teachings and benefited a lot.

This set of Star-Star-Sword Skills is exquisite, the luck method is complex, and the power is extremely great, far beyond the Crazy Wave Sword Technique he had practiced before, and the source is from the woman in front of him.

Usually, he practices sword secretly, but there are many things that are not understood and difficult to understand. Therefore, he often comes to ask this woman for advice and is normal to be annoyed by others. However, this time it has nothing to do with the sword technique, which makes her misunderstand.

Seeing that the woman's expression was much more relaxed, Liu Jilai recounted what his subordinates had just reported.

When he heard that his younger brother, Qiu Dayong, almost suffered a great loss, the poisonous scorpion crawled around on his back. The young woman's face was extremely gloomy and her eyes were covered with blood. Seeing Liu Jilai was frightened and took a few steps back to maintain a safe distance.

"So you suspect that their purpose in Hezhang County might be for Zu Wanchun? Where did the Scorpio Sect’s small family dare to be enemies of our Holy Sect?

Also, Zu Wanchun's whereabouts are extremely secret, and the master of the God-Catcher Sect is dragged down by my teachings, so it is impossible to leak it out..."

When the young woman talked about the Holy Teaching, her face was red, her face looked longing and intoxicated, and she said to the Scorpio Sect, with a look of disdain and a cold murderous intent. She made Liu Jilai feel chilled.

When he saw this woman as beautiful as a flower and had a great lust, he wanted to marry her and give him a fat man, so that he could leave incense for the Liu family.

But God knew that this woman was actually a remnant of Zoroastrianism. On the wedding night, he took him a poison pill while he was unprepared. If there was no antidote at the beginning of every month, he would have abdominal pain like a worm, and life was worse than death.

If he was just a weak woman, Liu Jilai could use force to oppress her and drive her to hand over the antidote.

But what made him desperate was that the Crazy Wave Sword Technique, which he was proud of, was vulnerable to this seemingly weak woman. His martial arts were so powerful that he had reached the state of true qi leaving the body.

He is a greedy person who is afraid of death. He was forced to take poison but could not beat him. So he secretly joined the Zoroastrianism and became one of them under the instigation of Qiu Minjun, the woman in front of him.

The Sword Technique of Pixing was passed down to him by Qiu Minjun as one of the benefits of the church members.

On the surface, the two were husband and wife, and he loved each other very much, but secretly, he was just a puppet who could not help but die. Even the idiot Qiu Dayong, under the protection of Qiu Minjun, became an old man in the county town.

"Although the possibility of being discovered is extremely low, it is better to kill the wrong one than to let go. You can mobilize people now and kill all those groups of people. Never leave a living mouth.

Also, you should put this matter on Dayong. If you are just a casual cultivator in the world, you will die if you die. We have no trouble. If you have any interaction with the government and even some big gangs, it is said that you are seeking revenge.

My brother was humiliated by them, and so many people can see that it is natural to find someone to take revenge."

Although he had known that Qiu Minjun was bold and ruthless, Liu Jilai was still shocked. Now he wanted to keep a low profile and not cause trouble. What should he do if someone found out about his identity if he made such a big noise?

"This, this is not good. I just doubt it, but after all, there is no more information. If they are from the God-Catcher Sect or the government, if they kill them, Liu Shengyuan will not be able to save me."

Liu Jilai was quite hesitant, and it was easy to talk about the revenge of the martial arts world. Even the God-Slaying Sect would usually turn a blind eye. But if the person who killed himself was a member of the God-Slaying Sect, I was afraid that no one could protect him from heaven and earth.

"So what? Have they identified their identity? Or are they wearing official uniforms? Since they are not, they are people in the martial arts world.

People in the world, things in the world, and things in the world, you have been in the world for so many years and don’t even understand such a simple truth.

Maybe we kill people and revenge too much, but as long as we grasp this point, I am sure that the God-Catcher Sect will not dare to cause trouble for you, unless it wants to oppose the Dajiang Alliance and even the entire martial arts world. At that time, do you think the Great Zhou can withstand it?

It’s just a few little people who die. If you pursue your troubles and break the rules that everyone agrees openly or secretly, it would be too much of a loss.”

Qiu Minjun sat in front of the dressing table, put her black hair under her left shoulder, and combed it while combing it. She looked like an old man in the world in her words.

"That's right, but you should know the style of the God-Catcher Sect over the years. They are not very law-abiding. Just do what you say."

Liu Jilai didn't want to agree to this idea, but when he saw Qiu Minjun turning his head and looking at the dead, he didn't dare to fight. He could only sigh and respond.

Between gangs, killing people and being killed is common. Although many gangs take the approach of economic and military control, in the final analysis, they are still a group of people who lick blood from the knife.

"Well, take Dayong and tell him that killing these people is to vent his anger.

But there is one thing you have to guarantee, that is Dayong’s safety.

I will recommend you to him when I come back to pick up Zu Wanchun. If he values ​​you, you will not be far from becoming successful."

Liu Jilai nodded on the surface, but wanted to curse in his heart, and even became successful. The Zoroastrianism was destroyed for more than seven years, and he still had a great dream of Spring and Autumn. He was really a group of lunatics.
Chapter completed!