The white-faced scholar was wearing a white Taoist robe and looked at the men in black in front of him with a blue face. One of his sleeves had been dyed red with blood. Some blood was dripping from the ground where he was standing.

It happened three days ago.

Since the white-faced scholar discussed and participated in this shocking plan with Feng Buping, he went to the capital of Xikun Kingdom to meet the Black-robed Saint Lord. He deceived the Black-robed Saint Lord with a clever tongue and asked the Black-robed Saint Lord to pull Xikun Kingdom off the field, successfully igniting the fuse of this battle.

The first step was to go to Xikun Kingdom, and then the white-faced scholar went to the Central Plains. Among some small countries, many news about Feng Buping's inability to get poisoned was cleverly spread. With the help of the Nanli Empire, many monarchs of the small countries believed in the authenticity of this matter. For a moment, the Central Plains countries also had ulterior motives and wanted to form a coalition again to see if they could cut off a piece of meat from the Nanli Empire.

During this period, the white-faced scholar passed by Pingyu County once and met Qi Wuhen, who was murdering people on the street in Pingyu County at that time. By the way, the white-faced scholar also dealt with the county magistrate for Qi Wuhen.

After making good arrangements for the Xikun Kingdom and the Central Plains, the white-faced scholar returned to the Nanli Empire. With the help of Ji Wuying, he successfully entered the Nanli Empire capital Jinling City.

Jinling City, the white-faced scholar can’t remember how long it took for him to have not returned to this city.

After seeing the plaque in Jinling, a bitter meaning appeared in my heart.

After decades, my lonely and helpless life in the mainland has finally come to an end.

Nanli, the battle ends and you can come back.

However, in Jinling City, the white-faced scholar was assassinated.

The five men in black on the opposite side, in terms of cultivation alone, were just level monks. Logically speaking, they could easily press these five guys to the ground.

After all, if you don’t talk about anything else, your cultivation level has broken through that level. Even if the old bald donkey in Tie Arrow wants to fight him, you have to worry about it. Cough cough, but these five-level monks have no power to fight back.

This is, Tianluo Needle?

The white-faced scholar leaned against the wall, staring at the five men in black with vigilant eyes, and pulled out a thin needle about seven or eight inches from his injured arm with one palm.

Damn it.

How could these guys have Tianluo Needles?

The white-faced scholar's face turned pale, and the folding fan in his hand suddenly swung forward, and a strong gust of wind blew towards the five men in black.

The five men in black looked at each other. Facing the extremely strong wind, the five people moved their bodies and formed a triangular formation. The four of them waved their palms and mobilized the internal force in their bodies to continuously transport internal force to the body of the man in black standing in front.

After receiving the massive internal force sent to him by the four people behind, the man in black groaned, his body trembled, his palms closed, his eyes suddenly opened, and two dazzling lights suddenly emanated from the eyes, directly shooting from the white-faced scholar.

For some reason, the strong wind disappeared when the two dazzling lights appeared, and the white-faced scholar's eyes trembled and trembled after facing the two lights.

There was no place to rely on the wall. The white-faced scholar now even had the energy to control his body dissipated and sat on the ground weakly.

The man in black, who was in black, sneered when he saw the white-faced scholar's appearance, closed his eyes and opened them, and the two dazzling lights disappeared. On the dark night, they returned to their sight again.

The white-faced scholar's eyes were dull and his eyes were empty, and he looked like a walking corpse.

The internal force veins in his body, under the reflection of the two dazzling lights just now, strengthened the toxins of the Tianluo Needle. His current body was similar to Zhou Buyi, and he had no internal force, leaving an empty body.

Seeing that the white-faced scholar was no longer threatened, the man in black in the head laughed and gave a wink at the four people behind him. The four people nodded and stepped forward to lift the white-faced scholar up.

"Hehe, white-faced scholar, you dare to go back to Jinling City. It seems that you are not afraid of death. Hehehe, let's see if you take you back and send it to Your Majesty this time. How will Your Majesty deal with you as a national sinner?"

However, just as the four people walked to the white-faced scholar and were about to squat down and lift the white-faced scholar, an angry shout suddenly came.

"stop."

The four of them stopped after angrily, and then subconsciously turned around and looked at the source of the sound.

Including the man in black in the head, he had just smiled with a trick, but this angry shout broke his fantasy. Therefore, the man in black in the head naturally turned back and looked at the source of the sound with some anger.

"Qingtan?"

The man in black in the head gasped, how could this aunt suddenly appear here?

That's right, the man who angrily stopped was Qingtan, who was known as one of the three major swords of Nanli.

Qingtan was wearing a palace outfit at this time. When her originally gentle eyes looked at these men in black, she became extremely fierce. The long sword in one hand and the dripping raindrops in the sky, Qingtan's body was standing in front of the door, emitting a burst of murderous aura all over her body.

The man in black in the head swallowed his saliva and bowed to Qingtan, and said in a discomfort.

"Miss Qingtan, this matter has nothing to do with you. You should pretend that you didn't see it, okay?"

It’s not that she can’t beat Qingtan. Even if Qingtan is so genius, she is now just a cultivator at best, and even has a much lower grade than the five of them. They even have a guy with a great cultivation level, such as the White-Faced Scholar, who has a great cultivation level, and it’s simply a casual matter to deal with Qingtan.

But the reason why they dare not take action is that Qingtan's background is really something they can't afford to offend.

Just talking about Qingtan’s master Feng Buping, even if the five of them have the courage to leverage Feng Buping, they would not dare to provoke Feng Buping. If Feng Buping is angry after all, the big figures behind them will definitely not risk the possibility of offending Feng Buping to protect the five of them.

Not to mention Qingtan's charm, the only ones who pursue Qingtan in Jinling City are not something they can provoke.

It’s okay for Gao Piaoliang to be, but in addition to Gao Piaoliang, there is also the prince in the palace. In addition, Qingtan is still the swordsman teacher of His Majesty.

If you can't afford to provoke, you still hope that this aunt can pretend that she didn't see the matter, otherwise it would be difficult.

Qingtan slid her red lips slightly, and the sword in her hand raised and pointed at the man in black. Her tone was cold and replied to them like a bitter wood talking.

"Impossible. I'm here today, and you can't take the white-faced scholar away."

The man in black, who was in black, changed his expression when he heard this.

Qingtan already understood the meaning of this. It was no coincidence that she appeared here today. She came just for the white-faced scholar. Tsk, this is a bit difficult to deal with.

Suddenly, a message came from the man in black's mind. Slowly, the man in black's face returned to normal. He carefully tapped into the hidden weapon layer on his waist with one palm. He pinched a thin needle with both fingers, ready to stab Qingtan at any time.

The four men in black behind him also stood up and bent

He lowered his waist and set out a formation towards Qingtan.

Obviously, after receiving the order from the man behind him, the five men in black finally decided to attack Qingtan.

For background or something, as long as you don’t do anything, letting you sleep here, I believe the master behind us will make arrangements for us.

Seeing that these five guys wanted to attack him, Qingtan looked at the five guys coldly, and then said to whom he didn't know.

"Let's take action."

The next second, a group of black armored imperial guards suddenly appeared on the eaves around them.

The five men in black were stunned when they rushed out from behind Qingtan, and surrounded the five men in a corner with weapons in their hands.

Not long after, Ji Wuying walked into the house in agile steps in military uniform, looked at the white-faced scholar with dim eyes and collapsed on the ground. Ji Wuying walked forward, bent down and took off the Tianluo needle that was pinched by the white-faced scholar in the palm of his hand from the white-faced scholar.

After taking the Tianluo needle and looking at it, Ji Wuying stood up and sneered and asked the men in black.

"Tianluo Needle? Haha, it's interesting. It seems that the one behind you is itchy? Did that guy forget about the fact that he was scrupulously searching for teeth when he was cleaned up by King Feng? Haha, it's interesting, take them away for the army leader."

Ji Wuying waved his hand and the imperial guards stepped forward and took down the five men in black.

The reason why they took down these five guys so easily was that after seeing the imperial guards, these five guys had no intention of resisting, not to mention that Ji Wuying came out later, and they even just held their heads with both hands.

The imperial guards came forward, no matter how powerful the master behind them was.

In the end, it was still worse than Li Emperor.

They knew this clearly.

Qingtan looked coldly as the five guys were taken away by the imperial guards, walked to Ji Wuying, took the Tianluo Needle held by Ji Wuying, and his face became a little ugly.

"Tianluo Needle, the only one in Nanli has this thing, right?"

Ji Wuying smiled with a bad expression, nodded, and said in an unhappy tone

"That old guy was chopped off by the King of Feng to show his warning. He originally thought that Ansheng would be fine after so many years. Unexpectedly, he had already set his mind on Jinling City. There were no more than five people who knew about the white-faced scholar returning to Beijing. Humph, it seems that this matter was to be reported to King of Feng. Unexpectedly, an insider appeared so soon."

Qingtan glanced at the white-faced scholar with a deep meaning. To be honest, this was the first time she had seen the white-faced scholar. She had seen the white-faced scholar on her portrait before. After all, the white-faced scholar's appearance is indeed awesome. Many portraits are circulated in Nanli. However, the portraits are portraits. After seeing the white-faced scholar's real person, even when she was as calm as Qingtan, when her eyes touched the white-faced scholar's charming and beautiful face, she couldn't help but be attracted by the white-faced scholar's appearance.

This look, well, is a lovely person.

Qingtan patted Ji Wuying, pointed to the white-faced scholar, and said

"Old man Ji, are you sure you won't get rid of poison for him? I see that the fluctuations in his internal force are almost faint and out of tune."

Ji Wuying reacted when she heard this reminder, and hurriedly ran to the white-faced scholar again, took out the acupuncture bag from his clothes, and skillfully took out a few fine needles of varying lengths from it. Ji Wuying took off the white-faced scholar's white-faced scholar's white Taoist robe with one of his old hands.
Chapter completed!