Nightwatcher Chapter 139: Compassion

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

The ability of a fourth-grade martial artist to have such a strength depends on two conditions: kinetic energy and "intention."

The warrior in the Huajin period is the pinnacle of personal physical skills. Not to mention Li Miaozhen, even if Xu Qi'an, who is also a martial artist, encounters a warrior, he is probably in a state of being beaten.

Not to mention the four grades that cultivate "intention".

Of course, one is the Heavenly Sect Saintess, and the other is a silver gong. Both of them have backhands and the means of pressing the bottom of the box. But now is not the time for a death fight.

Fourth rank martial artist, will be unkillable for a while. Once entangled by each other, then the three of them can't leave. At that time, other secret agents and officers and soldiers will be rushing in, and they will be unable to get out.

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

"Shoo!"

Li Miaozhen drew his flying sword and darted straight into the sky, avoiding the turning arrow.

Underneath, a figure leaped up to the ridge, rushing and prancing on the roofs of residential buildings, chasing flying swords. In the process, the figure wrapped in black robes kept pulling the bow, shooting out a series of four-ranks. Arrows of "Arrow".

Li Miaozhen, who was soaring upright, was forced down by two arrows. He just got rid of the arrows above his head, suddenly he heard bursts of arrows from below, and several arrows shot out.

The black-robed man on the roof ridge shot a total of thirteen arrows. These sharp arrows are like flying swords, attacking Xu Qi'an and the three from different angles, which contains the true meaning of never stopping without hitting the enemy.

Li Miaozhen is like an old Siji, driving a flying sword to drift, turn, and spin... flexibly avoiding arrows.

But as the black-robed men shot more and more arrows, the three were trapped in a large array of arrows.

The catcher catches the shrimp catcher... Xu Qi'an cheers for Li Miaozhen's driving skills while thinking about how to get rid of tracking on the ground.

The Confucian magic book cannot be used, and the monks of the gods cannot use it. I don’t know how many people are staring at it.........the power of the King Kong cannot be used. This will expose my identity. The same is true of the world.. .......

Xu Qi'an found out that what he had learned was still a little less, not enough bells and whistles.

"Wait, you can't use Confucian spells, it doesn't mean you can't use magic books..." He flashed in his heart.

While his thoughts flickered, he saw the building under the feet of the black-robed man crashing down. He leaped up, flying to a certain height, and was about to exhaustion when he saw it. An arrow flew to his feet.

He just stepped on one arrow after another, and kept flying off. In the process, arrows were still shot, not giving Li Miaozhen a chance to breathe.

This should be the pinnacle of the Fourth Stage.........Xu Qi'an frowned.

Li Miaozhen's cuff slipped out a talisman, erected on his lips, muttering a word, and then shook his hand violently.

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

The blazing fire illuminates the city below, making people mistakenly believe that daylight is coming early.

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

My eyelashes are definitely gone.......This, what’s wrong with my hair, the whole world is targeting my hair........Thinking of my current green hair and just now With the eyelashes that left him, Xu Qi'an felt sad.

Li Miaozhenxiu danced wildly, stretched out one hand and gave a violent push.

The fireball is like a meteorite, hitting the black-robed man.

The black-robed man moved horizontally in midair, stepping on arrows, avoiding the fireball, letting it fall, letting it harm the people in the city, and did not intend to stop it.

Li Miaozhen frowned, his open palms suddenly clenched.

Boom!

The flame exploded in the air, like a grand firework, clusters of stream fires exploded in a circular shape, and before they landed, they were extinguished.

Seizing this opportunity, the black-robed man stepped on the arrow and walked out of the sky, quickly narrowing the distance between the two sides.

Once he gets him close, he is confident that Li Miaozhen will be hit hard quickly, and at the worst, he will be able to knock her out of the air. What Li Miaozhen can do is to leave two of his companions and escape alone, or become a trapped beast with his companions.

Faced with the black-robed man who was slaying aggressively, Li Miaozhen was not afraid, and his pretty face was calm as the landslide was in front of him, his sword pointed toward the sky, and he shouted:

"Pardon!"

Boom!

The sky was dark clouds rolling, thunder was loud, and a dazzling lightning struck suddenly in the surging black clouds.

The lightning speed was too fast, and the air was not Wufu's home court. This time the black-robed man did not avoid it and was hit in the head.

Zizi!

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

He stiffly resisted a lightning strike.

Zhao Jin's complexion changed drastically, so that violent lightning strikes could not stop the black-robed people. With the distance between the two sides, the black-robed people would get close to them in the next moment.

Li Miaozhen wrinkled. Since there is no choice, he can only fight to the death. With their own and Xu Qi'an's combat power, they might be able to kill this fourth-rank pinnacle master.

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

She didn't hesitate, she immediately dispelled the idea of ​​landing a death fight, and rushed upward with the flying sword.

At this time, the black-robed man was just a few feet away, and he had already charged his strength, and would pounce at any time.

Shit!

Xu Qi'an shook his hand and burned a page of paper, using his body to block the burning of the paper, and said loudly: "God has the virtue of good living, you cannot kill!"

The black-robed man made a violent posture, suddenly stiffened, his sharp pupils turned soft, the will to fight vanished, and the urge to repent was raised in his heart.

Repent of pursuing and killing the three people in front of me, repenting of the murders I committed before.

This process was only half a second, and the martial artist's powerful will dispelled the influence.

It was too late, and the arrow that lost control fell. He only saw the black shadows of Li Miaozhen and three people, getting farther and farther, and quickly disappearing into the clouds.

"Buddhism?"

The black-robed man murmured like anger and helplessness.

...........

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

"That was the secret agent of the Zhenbei King just now?" she said through voice.

"Tianzi-level secret agent." Zhao Jin Chuanyin responded: "Those who have this level of cultivation are definitely Tianzi-level secret agents. Xu Yinluo is right, we are indeed being followed."

He showed emotion and admiration: "Fortunately there are two of them, otherwise Zhao will definitely die."

Seeing how powerful the Feiyan Woman and Xu Yinluo were, he became more confident in his next actions.

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 court will condemn the North King.

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 that his hostile eyes were locked on him.

This is the intuition of a martial artist in the realm of gods, and it can capture hostile sights and thoughts around him.

There is no feedback of the attack, which means that the other party has no intention of taking action for the time being..........Xu Qi'an calmly turned his head 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, the frequency of the two was the same.

After another moment, a tall and burly figure walked out of the dense forest of the valley, with a long knife on the waist and hip, and a hard bow with horns on his back, a typical standard for warriors in the north.

"Brother Zhao, you are finally back."

He is a man with a beard, seven feet tall, full of muscles to prop up his shirt, rough appearance, with the appearance of a thick northerner.

He stood in the distance and did not come close, examining Xu Qi'an and Li Miaozhen: "Who are they?"

Zhao Jin explained: "This is the Feiyan heroine Li Miaozhen, who is also the saint of Heavenly Sect. As for this, hehe, he is the famous silver gong Xu Qi'an.

"Two, he is my righteous brother, Li Han, a sixth-rank martial artist."

The burly man with a bow and horn is quite cautious, looking at the two: "How do you prove your identity."

Li Miaozhen slapped the sachet, and a bunch of green smoke appeared, swimming in the air, ghosts crying.

"This means of controlling ghosts, apart from the witch gods, there is only Taoism." The burly man with a horned bow immediately looked at Xu Qi'an and said with his fist:

"I'm waiting to avoid the search, I must be cautious, I hope Xiongtai understands...How do you prove that you are Xu Yinluo."

Xu Qi'an did not speak, took out his identity badge, and lost it, saying: "Give this to Zheng Xinghuai, he will naturally know my identity."

The people of the rivers and lakes may not know how to play better, but Zheng Xinghuai, as the chief ambassador of the continent, is definitely not unfamiliar.

The burly man took the waist card, pondered for a moment, and said: "Two of you wait a minute."

He immediately stepped into the valley. 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 greeted him. The leader was a clean old man in his early fifties, with goat's whiskers. The first impression he gave was stale and majestic, showing the unsmiling temperament of the superior.

Behind this person were six people from the rivers and lakes. One of them brought Xu Qi'an a great sense of threat. He was tall and thin, with heavy bags under his eyes. He was hollowed out as if he was over-indulgent.

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

While Xu Qi'an was looking at everyone, the other person was also observing him and Li Miaozhen. For this young man who tilted his head and squinted at people, everyone felt a little shameless.

The old man from Qingzhu stared at Xu Qi'an and said, "But Xu Yinluo?"

"Exactly!"

Xu Qi'an nodded, cupped his cheek with his palm, and gently rubbed it to restore his true face.

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

Everyone at the scene seemed to have seen Xu Qi'an's portrait. They breathed a sigh of relief and thought, as expected of Xu Yinluo, it's no wonder that they crooked their necks and squinted at people. This madness is beyond the reach of ordinary people.

"Zheng Xinghuai, the chief ambassador of Chuzhou." The clean old man said: "This is not a place to talk, please go 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 to the mountainside.

Zhao Jin moved to the branch at the entrance of the cave and simply disguised it.

There was a campfire burning in the cave, and a simple "bed" was laid with dead grass, and many bones were scattered on the ground. In addition, there are iron pots and rice reserves.

After escaping from the city, he hid in the mountains... Xu Qi'an swept through the cave and sat down with the bonfire at Zheng Xinghuai's signal.

"They are all guest officials in my house. When we escaped, there were more than 20 people, but now there are only six of them." Zheng Xinghuai introduced.

The tall and thin man was called Shen Tu Baili, a fifth-grade Huajin master. After two fourth-grades fell, he became the strongest in this troubled team.

The remaining three men, a fat and sturdy man named Wei Youlong, have a sixth-grade cultivation base, wear dirty purple robes, and their weapon is a machete.

The man who made the spear was named Tang Youshen. There was a scar on his left cheek. When looking at people, his eyes were sharp, like a knife, which reminded Xu Qi'an of Jiang Luzhong, who is also known for his sharp eagle eyes.

According to Zheng Xinghuai's introduction, Tang Youshen was born in the army. He was dismissed for offending his superiors and was later recruited by Zheng Xinghuai to become a guest of the palace.

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

Together with Zhao Jin's married brother Li Han, there are exactly six people.

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

Qingyan turned into an obscure man in the air, muttering: "The blood slaughtered three thousand miles, please send troops to crusade..."

He kept repeating this sentence.

Wei Youlong leaned on the machete and stared at the remnant soul, revealing the color of sorrow:

"His name is Qian Youyi. He is my brother who walked the rivers and lakes together. We used to be escorts and killed the squire. Later, I worked under Master Zheng and he continued to mess with the rivers and lakes.

"After the Chuzhou massacre, the six of us, including Mrs. Zheng, had been wanted by the secret agent of Zhenbei Wang and could not travel long distances. The first person I thought of was him.

"He is still the same brother back then, who is willing to stab his friend..."

Speaking of this, his eye circles are red and he rubbed his fat face vigorously.

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

Zheng Xinghuai sighed and said: "We asked several heroes of the rivers and lakes to help deliver the letters, and brought them to the capital to expose my old friend of the year to expose the atrocities of the Zhenbei King. I did not expect..."

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

"It's useless, it will only harm others. Once the news spreads, it will be assassinated by the secret agent of Zhenbei King. Moreover, they said that Chuzhou City is still good........who Would you believe it? It will only be pursued by the secret agent of Zhenbei King."

Zheng Xinghuai shook his head, with confusion and fear in his eyes. He was not afraid of the spy's assassination, but was afraid of the status quo of Chuzhou City.

Actually, the barbarians and the monsters are looking for the place where the Zhenbei King will kill the people. Unfortunately, you don't know the struggle at this level. Otherwise, as long as you spread the news, you don't need an envoy to investigate the case.

Xu Qi'an nodded and accepted the explanation from Chief Minister Zheng.

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

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

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

Everyone was beaming. The capital was thousands of miles away from Chuzhou, but they knew the reputation of Xu Yinluo.

Xu Yinluo cracked a peculiar case, coupled with the Buddhism fighting incident, became famous. Xu Yinluo is not in Chuzhou, but Chuzhou has his legend.

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

Xu Qi'an did not respond, but instead asked: "What does Master Zheng have on the status quo of Chuzhou? According to what you said, since Chuzhou has already massacred the city, how can it be the scene of singing and dancing today?"

Zheng Xinghuai's face became stiff, and he said dejectedly: "The official is also terrified and puzzled."

Shentu Baili and others showed the same confused expressions.

Xu Qi'an looked at Li Miaozhen and said through the sound transmission: "I have seen it with the Qi Wang technique, and I have not lied. However, this is contrary to reality. Apart from the Qi Qi technique, what else can you do to identify lies?"

The vulgar martial artist had no choice but to turn to the bells and whistles.

Li Miaozhen pondered for a moment, and the voice transmission responded: "There is a spell called empathy, which allows the souls of both parties to merge for a short time, and the memories are interlinked. I don't know if you have heard of it."

Compassion?

Xu Qi'an was taken aback, and couldn't help but remember that when he bought a house that day, with Caiwei's help, he sympathized with the female ghost in the well, and saw how Shangshu of the Qi Party Department of War colluded with the Witch God Sect.

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

Although there is no real feeling, like watching a first-person movie, it still creates a huge psychological shadow.

This won’t work, I’m full of secrets. Once I empathize, I’ll have to kill them before the secret agent of Zhenbei King comes over........ Xu Qi’an said:

"Is there a way to unilaterally empathize, I don't want my memory to be spied on by others."

Li Miaozhen smiled and spoke confidently: "Naturally."

Xu Qi'an took a deep breath~IndoMTL.com~ Then let me see the scene of the massacre that day.

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

The Saintess of Tianzong added: "Close your eyes and remember the details of the city massacre that day."

Zheng Xing nodded, sat cross-legged on the ground, closed his eyes, and recalled the **** and cruel nights that often woke him up.

Li Miaozhen slipped out three talismans from his sleeves and stuck them on the foreheads of himself, Xu Qi'an and Zheng Xinghuai. Then, she held Xu Qi'an's shoulder and jumped.

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

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

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