This is a manor house that covers a very large area and looks very elegant and spectacular from the outside.
At the main entrance, there are two men standing guard on both sides, their faces are serious, and the aura coming from their bodies is that these two are practitioners with great disciple cultivation.[
Da Mian disciples, in ordinary families, already have the qualifications to become a clan leader. If you become an official in the court, you can at least become the lord of a county-level city.
But now, these two men have become the guards of the manor.
Fifty meters away, Peng Huijuan stopped, pointed at the village courtyard, and said slowly: "Early this morning, Qingmei and I came nearby, and we happened to see a pigeon falling from the sky, and then in the village
A group of vicious men came out and captured Peng Huijuan and brought her back to this village."
Liang Shaochong's face was as calm as water, and he glanced at the Ziyan branch coldly. He kept thinking in his heart about how to rescue Peng Huijuan as quickly as possible. After thinking for a while, he felt that it was better to use the most direct method, to enter the village and directly kill the military.
Qingmei was rescued.
Then, Liang Shaochong told Peng Huijuan his idea. Peng Huijuan was shocked at first, and seemed to be shocked by Liang Shaochong's bold decision.
"Okay, Mr. Liang, I will obey you in everything."
Then, Peng Huijuan's eyes came back with an expectant look, a look that feared that the world would not be in chaos. She seemed to be excited about Liang Shaochong's decision. She seemed to have seen Liang Shaochong transform into a god, majestic and enter the Ziyan branch.
The domineering momentum.
"Well, you will suffer a loss first." Liang Shaochong smiled slightly, grabbed Peng Huijuan, and rushed towards Ziyan Branch Village.
"who?"
When Liang Shaochong came closer to the village, the two guards who looked like statues suddenly moved. Two long swords were drawn out, blocking Liang Shaochong's way. One of them shouted coldly.
"Two elder brothers, please tell me. Mr. Sun said earlier, who caught this girl and came to the village to receive the reward?" Liang Shaochong smiled slightly and said.
"Master Sun, that Master Sun?" the guard on the left shouted coldly.
"It's Sun Haiyue, Mr. Sun. He came to the city and said that he wanted us to look for this girl. If we find this girl, there will be a lot of rewards?" Liang Shaochong continued to laugh.
The guard on the right suddenly thought of something, and seemed to have thought of something very important. He softened his tone and said, "It turns out to be Senior Brother Sun. You also need to wait. I'll call the manager."
"Well, please trouble these big brothers." Liang Shaochong smiled slightly.
The guard on the right glanced at the guard next to him, asking him to take a good look at Liang Shaochong. The guard immediately nodded.
"What's your name? Where are you from?" the guard's tone improved and he asked.
"Listen carefully, my name is Liang Shaochong, and Sun Haiyue has been killed by me." Liang Shaochong said slowly with a faint smile still on his face.
"You..." The guard on the left was startled, like a bolt from the blue, and he was about to draw out the long sword in his hand and kill him.[
But at this moment, Liang Shaochong moved and rushed forward. He immediately grabbed the opponent's throat with his left hand and shouted in a cold voice: "Don't make a sound, or I will kill you."
The guard's throat was strangled and he had difficulty breathing. His face was purple and he nodded desperately.
Liang Shaochong smiled slightly and pointed out the first move of the "Pulse-cutting and Soul-cutting Finger": "Long-Long Locking Pulse".
Suddenly, a stream of colored light and soundless gas poured into the guard's body, condensing into a chain of order, binding the pulse energy in the guard's body, making him unable to move at all, and making the other party speechless.
Then he grabbed the guard's throat with his left hand.
When the guard saw Liang Shaochong let go of his left hand, he immediately wanted to shout desperately, but his open mouth swayed and he couldn't shout a word. Zejin's body seemed to be out of his control, standing there as stiffly as a clay sculpture?
"It seems you are not honest!" Liang Shaochong snorted coldly, and with a flick of his left hand, it turned into a blade and directly cut off the opponent's left arm.
"Pfft!"
Blood spattered and suddenly dyed the guard's body red.
The guard's face was twisted in pain, but he couldn't scream. On the severed arm, blood flowed out like a spring, but he couldn't move his body, and he couldn't stop the blood from flowing out from the wound.
If it continues like this, all the blood in his body will drain out and die within a quarter of an hour.
"..."
The guard's eyes kept flashing, showing a very anxious look.
"You will answer whatever I ask? If you respond completely, I will help you stop the bleeding." Liang Shaochong shouted coldly.
"Um!"
The guard's eyes flashed again, indicating his agreement with Liang Shaochong's words.
Liang Shaochong pointed his left hand, tapped the opponent's throat, and immediately asked coldly: "How is the distribution of power in your village?"
The guard's throat moved for a while, and he said anxiously: "In our Ziyan branch, there are eighty-one high-level disciples, seventy-two high-level disciples, thirty-six low-level disciples, and ten middle-level disciples."
"Who among you has the highest level of cultivation and strength?" Liang Shaochong asked.
The guard said honestly: "The master of Meizhuang has the highest level of cultivation and is a mid-level disciple of the sixth level of Maimen. Then there are the two deputy village owners, who are also mid-level disciples of the fifth level of Maimen. Then there are the two deputy village masters.
Then there are Manager Xiao and the other six guardians, who are also mid-level disciples of the fourth level of the Pulse Sect."
The guard found that although he could speak, his body was still unable to be controlled by him, and blood was still flowing from the wound. He did not dare to tell any lies.
On the contrary, he hoped that Liang Shaochong could finish asking questions earlier, otherwise, he would regret it when all the blood on his body was gone.
"Okay, let me ask you the last two questions? Where is Wu Qingmei hiding?" Liang Shaochong asked.[
"Wu Qingmei is imprisoned in a cell in the backyard?" the guard replied anxiously.
"How can I rescue Wu Qingmei in the safest way?" Liang Shaochong asked again.
The guard lost more than half of his blood in one go. At this moment, his face suddenly turned pale, and he felt dizzy. He had lost so much blood that he didn't have time to think too much, so he immediately replied:
"Just wait for Manager Xiao to show up, and you can subdue him immediately. It's safest to let him take you there."
Liang Shaochong was moved in his heart and said with a smile: "If you are still honest, I'll let you go." With a poke of his left finger, the blood that was desperately flowing out of the guard's wound stopped immediately.
The guard's originally tense expression immediately relaxed. He gasped for air and stared at Liang Shaochong with a look of resentment in his eyes.
ah!
At this moment, the main door was opened again.
The guard who left earlier came out with an old man.
Although this old man's temples were white, he was full of vitality and blood, his face glowed red, he walked with the strides of a dragon and a tiger, and there was an astonishing majesty between his brows, like a tiger descending from the mountain, majestic.
"This... is not good!"
As soon as the guard and the white-haired old man saw the scene in front of them, their expressions changed immediately and they quickly retreated. The white-haired old man was so angry that he immediately started running his pulse force to protect the vital parts of his body and was about to shout loudly. (To be continued.)
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