Nightwatcher

If the fourth-rank warrior is close, it is not difficult to instantly kill other systems of the same level, and a set of take-away operations can be achieved.

The ability of a fourth-rank martial artist to have such strength depends on two conditions: Huajin and "intelligence".

A martial artist in the Huajin period is the pinnacle of personal body skills, not to mention Li Miaozhen, even Xu Qi'an, who is also a martial artist, will probably be beaten when encountering a Huajin warrior.

Not to mention the four grades of cultivating "intention".

Of course, one is the saint of Tianzong, and the other is a big silver gong. Both of them have backhands and the means to suppress the bottom of the box. It's just that now is not the time to fight to the death.

Rank four warriors will be unkillable for a while. Once entangled by the other party, the three of them will not be able to leave. At that time, other spies and officers and soldiers will rush in, and they will not be able to escape.

Xu Qi'an can't reveal his identity, neither the Confucian scroll nor the golden body can be used, so he can't be close to the fourth rank.

"call out!"

Li Miaozhen pulled out the Gaofei sword, and rushed straight to the sky, avoiding the turning arrow.

Below, a figure leaped up to the ridge of the roof, running and leaping wildly on the roofs of the residential buildings, chasing the flying sword. "The arrow.

Li Miaozhen, who was soaring upwards, was forced down by two arrows. Just as he got rid of the arrows above his head, he suddenly heard bursts of arrows bursting from below, and several arrows shot towards him.

The black-robed man soaring on the ridge of the roof shot a total of thirteen arrows. These sharp arrows were like flying swords, attacking Xu Qi'an and the others from different angles, which contained the true meaning of never giving up until they hit the enemy.

Li Miaozhen is like the old Siji, controlling the flying sword to drift, turn, and maneuver flexibly to avoid arrows one by one.

But as the black-robed man shot more and more arrows, the three of them were trapped in a large formation made of arrows.

While applauding Li Miaozhen's driving skills, Xu Qi'an, a shrimp catcher, was thinking about how to get rid of being tracked on the ground.

Confucian magic books can't be used, monks can't use Shenshu, and I don't know how many people who are lowly can't use Vajra Magic. This will expose my identity, and the same is true for heaven and earth.

It was only then that Xu Qi'an realized that what he had learned was still a little less, not fancy enough.

"Wait, just because you can't cast Confucian spells, doesn't mean you can't use magic books," he had a flash of inspiration.

As his thoughts flickered, he saw the building under the feet of the man in black collapse suddenly. He leaped up and flew to a certain height, and when he was about to exhaust himself, an arrow flew to his feet.

He stepped on the arrows one by one like this, and kept rising into the air. But in the process, he still kept shooting arrows, not giving Li Miaozhen a chance to breathe.

This should be the peak of the fourth rank Xu Qi'an frowned.

A talisman slipped out of Li Miaozhen's cuff, stood on his lips, muttered something, and then shook his hand violently.

The talisman burned in the air, and the flame expanded "huh", turning into a huge fireball with a diameter of more than ten meters, like a sun.

The raging fire illuminated the city below, making people mistakenly think that day had come early.

Xu Qi'an smelled a burning smell, turned his head and saw that Zhao Jin's eyelashes were gone, and his hair was curly and withered.

My eyelashes must be gone too, what's wrong with my hair, the whole world thinks of my current green skin and the eyelashes that just left him, Xu Qi'an feels sad for my hair.

Li Miaozhen danced wildly with her hair stretched out with one hand, and pushed violently.

The fireball hit the man in black like a meteorite.

The man in black moved horizontally in mid-air, stepping on arrows one after another, avoiding the fireball, allowing it to fall, allowing it to harm the people in the city, and did not intend to stop it.

Li Miaozhen frowned, and suddenly clenched her open palm.

boom!

The flames exploded in the air, like grand fireworks, clusters of flowing fire exploded in a circular shape, and were extinguished before they hit the ground.

Seizing this opportunity, the man in black stepped on the arrow and walked in the air, quickly closing the distance between the two sides.

Once he is allowed to get close, he is sure to injure Li Miaozhen quickly, and at worst, he can knock her down from the air. What Li Miaozhen can do is either leave the two companions behind and escape alone, or become a trapped beast together with the companions.

Facing the menacing black-robed man, Li Miaozhen stood firm and unafraid, with a calm expression on her pretty face, pointing her sword towards the sky, and said in a low voice:

"amnesty!"

Boom!

The sky was filled with dark clouds, thunder was loud, and a dazzling lightning bolt suddenly fell from the surging black clouds.

The speed of the lightning was too fast, the air is not the martial artist's home field, this time the man in black robe didn't dodge and was hit in the head.

Zizi!

The lightning was blocked by the invisible gas shield, and the fine arcs traveled on the surface of the gas shield.

He defied a lightning strike with his inflator.

Zhao Jin's complexion changed drastically. Such a violent lightning strike could not stop the black-robed man. Given the distance between the two sides, the next moment the black-robed man would approach them.

Li Miaozhen frowned, since she had no choice, she could only fight to the death. With the strength of himself and Xu Qi'an, maybe he has the strength to kill this fourth-rank peak expert.

At this moment, she heard Xu Qi'an say: "Keep flying!"

Without hesitation, she immediately gave up the idea of ​​a death fight on the ground, and rushed up with the flying sword.

But at this time, the man in black robe was just a few feet away, and he had already charged up, ready to pounce on him at any moment.

laugh!

Xu Qi'an burned a page of paper with shaking hands, blocked the burning of the paper with his body, and said loudly: "God has the virtue of good life, don't kill!"

The man in black robe froze abruptly as he was about to pounce, his sharp pupils softened, his will to fight dissipated, and the urge to repent arose in his heart.

Confess that I chased and killed the three people in front of me, and regret the murders I committed before.

This process only took half a second, and the strong will of the warrior dispelled the influence.

It was too late, the uncontrolled arrow fell, and he only saw the black shadows of Li Miaozhen and the three of them, getting farther and farther away, and quickly disappeared into the clouds.

"Buddha?"

The man in black murmured in anger and helplessness.

Li Miaozhen flew above the sea of ​​clouds for a quarter of an hour, then turned around and flew for another quarter of an hour, and finally sank on her toes, leading the two of them through the sea of ​​clouds and back to the world.

"The one just now was the spy of King Zhenbei?" She said via voice transmission.

"Tianzi-level spy." Zhao Jin responded via voice transmission: "Anyone with this level of cultivation is definitely a Tianzi-level spy. Xu Yinluo is right, we are indeed being followed."

He showed emotion and admiration: "Fortunately, there are two of them here, otherwise Zhao would have died."

Seeing how powerful Feiyan and Xu Yinluo are, he became more confident in his next move.

As long as the two of them are willing to help each other, they will be able to pass the matter back to the capital, and the imperial court will punish the King of the North.

Half an hour later, according to Zhao Jin's guidance, Li Miaozhen landed outside a valley. As soon as he landed, Xu Qi'an noticed hostile eyes locking on him.

This is the intuition of a martial artist in the God Realm, able to capture the hostile sights and thoughts around him.

There was no feedback of the attack, which meant that the other party had no intention of making a move for the time being. Xu Qi'an turned his head calmly and glanced at Zhao Jin.

The latter nodded slightly, took a few steps forward, and imitated Ye Xiao's cry.

A few seconds later, the same cry came from the valley, and the frequency of the two was the same.

After a while, a tall and burly figure came out of the dense forest in the valley, with a long knife at the waist and hips, and a hard bow with horns on his back, which is the standard equipment of a typical northern warrior.

"Brother Zhao, you are finally back."

The person who came was a bearded man, seven feet tall, full of muscles and holding up his clothes, with a rough appearance and a strong appearance of a northerner.

He stood in the distance without approaching, looking at Xu Qi'an and Li Miaozhen: "Who are they?"

Zhao Jin explained: "This is Li Miaozhen, the heroine of Feiyan, and also the saint of Tianzong. As for this, hehe, he is the famous Yinluo Xu Qi'an.

"Two, he is my sworn brother, Li Han, a sixth-rank warrior."

The burly man with an ox horn bow was quite cautious, looking at the two of them: "How do you prove your identity?"

Li Miaozhen slapped the sachet, strands of green smoke curled up and floated in mid-air, with ghostly cries.

"The method of controlling ghosts, other than the Sorcerer's Sect, is the Taoism." The burly man with the horn bow immediately looked at Xu Qi'an, clasped his fists and said:

"I'm waiting to avoid arrest, so I must be cautious. I hope Xiongtai understands how you can prove that you are Xu Yinluo."

Xu Qi'an didn't speak, took out the waist badge that symbolized his identity, threw it over, and said: "Give this to Zheng Xinghuai, he will naturally know my identity."

Everyman in the world may not know the badge of a warden, but Zheng Xinghuai, who is the chief envoy of Yizhou, is definitely no stranger.

The burly man took the badge, pondered for a moment, and said, "You two wait a moment."

He immediately strode into the valley, and about a quarter of an hour later, Xu Qi'an saw the light of the torch and was moving towards him.

A group of people came up to greet him, the leader was a pale old man in his early fifties with a goatee beard, the first impression he gave people was that he was old-fashioned and majestic, showing the unsmiling temperament of a superior.

This person was followed by six people from the world, one of them gave Xu Qi'an a great sense of threat. He was tall and thin, with thick bags under his eyes, as if he had been hollowed out by excessive indulgence.

Among the remaining five, Zhao Jin's sworn brother Li Han, and three men and one woman.

When Xu Qi'an was looking at everyone, the other party was also looking at him and Li Miaozhen. For this young man who tilted his head and squinted at others, everyone felt a little arrogant.

The old man Qing Huang stared at Xu Qi'an, bowed and said, "But Xu Yinluo?"

"Exactly!"

Xu Qi'an nodded, held his cheeks with his palms, rubbed them gently, and recovered his true face.

"It's really Xu Yinluo." Li Han laughed in surprise.

The people present seemed to have seen Xu Qi'an's portrait, and they breathed a sigh of relief, thinking to themselves, as expected of Xu Yinluo, no wonder they tilted their necks and squinted at people, this unbridled arrogance was beyond the reach of ordinary people.

"I am Zheng Xinghuai, the chief minister of Chuzhou." The old man Qinghuang bowed and said, "This is not a place to talk, please come inside."

Xu Qi'an and Li Miaozhen followed them into the valley. There was a natural cave in the valley, which was spacious and deep, leading directly to the mountainside.

Zhao Jin moved the branches at the entrance of the cave and made a simple disguise.

A bonfire was burning in the cave, and a simple "bed" was laid out with dry grass, and many bones were scattered on the ground. In addition, there are iron pots and rice grain reserves here.

After escaping from the city, Xu Qi'an hid in a deep mountain, swept through the cave, and sat down by the campfire under Zheng Xinghuai's gesture.

"They are all guests of my house. There were more than 20 people when we escaped, but now there are only six of them." Zheng Xinghuai introduced.

That tall and thin man was named Shentu Baili, a master of five-rank Huajin, after the fall of two fourth-rank, he became the strongest in this troubled team.

The remaining three men, a fat and strong man named Wei Youlong, with a sixth-rank cultivation, wore dirty purple robes, and his weapon was a machete.

The spearman was called Tang Youshen, and there was a scar on his left cheek. When looking at people, his eyes were sharp, like knives, which reminded Xu Qi'an of Jiang Lvzhong, who was also known for his sharp eagle eyes.

According to Zheng Xinghuai's introduction, Tang Youshen was born in the army and was dismissed for offending his superiors. Later, he was recruited by Zheng Xinghuai and became a guest secretary in the family.

The last man was carrying a long sword, his facial features were handsome, and his name was Chen Xian. The pretty young woman is his wife, and the couple also use swords.

Plus Zhao Jin's sworn brother Li Han, exactly six people.

Xu Qi'an glanced over the crowd, and then looked at Li Miaozhen, who understood, opened the red string on the sachet, and released a wisp of green smoke.

Qingyan turned into a blurred man in the air, muttering: "The blood has been slaughtered for three thousand miles, please send troops from the imperial court to crusade!"

He kept repeating this sentence.

Wei Youlong leaned on a machete, staring at the remnant soul, showing grief:

"His name is Qian Youyi, and he was my brother who traveled together in the Jianghu. We used to be bodyguards and killed squires. Later, I served under Master Zheng, and he continued to roam the Jianghu.

"After the massacre of the city in Chuzhou, the six of us, including Mr. Zheng, have long been wanted by the secret agents of King Zhenbei, unable to travel long distances. The first person I thought of was him.

"He is still the brother he was back then, the brother who is willing to do anything for his friends"

Having said that, his eyes were red, and he rubbed his fat face vigorously.

The companions bowed their heads slightly, and the atmosphere was a little depressed.

Zheng Xinghuai sighed and said: "We hired several heroes of the rivers and lakes to help deliver the letter, and brought it to the capital to my old friend to expose the atrocities committed by King Zhenbei. Unexpectedly"

"Why didn't you expose King Zhenbei in the officialdom of Chuzhou?" Xu Qi'an asked.

"It's useless, it will only harm others. Once the news spreads, it will attract the assassination of the King of Zhenbei's secret agents. Moreover, who would believe that they said that Chuzhou City is still in good condition? It will only attract the secret agents of the King of Zhenbei. hunt."

Zheng Xinghuai shook his head, with confusion and fear in his eyes, not because he was afraid of being assassinated by secret agents, but because he was afraid of the current situation of Chuzhou City.

In fact, both the barbarians and the monsters are looking for the place where King Zhenbei slaughtered the people. It's a pity that you don't know about the struggle at this level. Otherwise, as long as the news is spread, there is no need for the imperial court to send missions to investigate the case.

Xu Qi'an nodded and accepted Zheng Buzheng's explanation.

"You should know that the imperial court sent a mission to investigate this case." Xu Qi'an tentatively said.

"We heard from Zhao Jin that he would send letters back regularly. But we dare not go to the mission, for fear of being silenced. The king of Zhenbei can even slaughter a city, let alone the mission." Carrying an ox horn bow Li Han was filled with righteous indignation.

"I am the organizer." Xu Qi'an emphasized his identity.

Everyone looked happy, the capital was thousands of miles away from Chuzhou, but they knew Xu Yinluo's prestige like thunder.

Xu Yinluo became famous for cracking a number of strange cases and the Buddhist fighting event. Xu Yinluo is not in Chuzhou, but there are legends about him in Chuzhou.

Zheng Xinghuai got up, adjusted his clothes, bowed and said: "Please Xu Yinluo be the master for the people of Chuzhou."

Xu Qi'an didn't respond, but asked instead: "What does Mr. Zheng think about the current situation in Chuzhou? According to what you said, Chuzhou has already slaughtered the city, so how can it be the scene of singing and dancing?"

Zheng Xinghuai's face froze, and he said dejectedly: "I am also terrified, puzzled."

Shentu Baili and the others showed the same confused expression.

Xu Qi'an looked at Li Miaozhen, and said via voice transmission: "I have seen it with the qi-watching technique, and I am not lying. However, this is contrary to reality. Apart from the qi-watching technique, what other way do you have to identify lies?"

The vulgar warrior has no choice but to turn to the flamboyant female Taoist nun for help.

Li Miaozhen pondered for a moment, and the sound transmission responded: "There is a magic called empathy, which can make the souls of both parties merge for a short time, and the memories can be exchanged. I don't know if you have heard of it."

empathy?

Xu Qi'an was taken aback for a moment, and couldn't help remembering that when he bought the house that day, with the help of Caiwei, he sympathized with the female ghost in the well, and saw how the Minister of the Qi Party's Ministry of War colluded with the Witch God.

At that time, he was in and out countless times by the wizard named Tamraha from a first-person perspective.

Although it didn't feel real, like watching a first-person movie, it still caused a huge psychological shadow.

This won’t work, I’m full of secrets, once I empathize, I’ll have to kill them before Zhenbei King’s secret agents find them. Xu Qi’an said via voice transmission:

"Is there any way to unilaterally empathize, I don't want my memory to be prying into others."

Li Miaozhen smiled, and confidently said: "Of course."

Xu Qi'an took a deep breath, then let me see the scene of the massacre of the city that day.

"Master Zheng, we want to take a look at the scene of the massacre that day, and I hope you will cooperate." After Xu Qi'an finished speaking, he looked at Li Miaozhen.

The saint of Tianzong added: "Close your eyes and recall the details of the massacre that day."

Zheng Xinghuai nodded, sat cross-legged on the ground, closed his eyes, and recalled the bloody and cruel night that made him wake up often.

Three talismans slipped out of Li Miaozhen's sleeves, and they were respectively pasted on the foreheads of himself, Xu Qi'an and Zheng Xinghuai. Then, she pressed Xu Qi'an's shoulder and jumped forward.

Xu Qi'an felt himself jumping up, looked down, and was surprised to find that he and Li Miaozhen were still in place.

Yuanshen is out of body? Before he had time to ask carefully, he felt that the talisman on Zheng Xinghuai's forehead produced a huge suction force and turned into a vortex, swallowing him and Li Miaozhen.