Chapter 198 It turns out to be an evil cultist!

Chapter 198 It turns out to be an evil cultist!

Chapter 198 It turns out to be an evil cultist!
The iron chopsticks inserted into the cucumber made a tooth-grinding sound of bone cracking.

"what!"

The shrill screams immediately echoed throughout the valley.

The purple-clothed woman sneered. She raised her right hand, and a puff of red mist rose up. Five slender blue-black fingers were wrapped in blood, like the sharp claws of demons and monsters.

"If the call sounds good, it's a good start."

The short spear slipped out of his hand, and Deputy Gang Leader Huang Wei fell on his back. There were five pitch-black round holes on his crown with smooth edges, spitting out blood plasma, staining the soil on the ground red.

The purple-clad woman stepped over the corpse, a look of delight in her eyes, as if she were playing the pipa in her boudoir.

The evil skill she practiced was only a fragment. Although it was extremely powerful, it seemed to come with a curse.

The attack occurs every seven days. The fingers feel as if they are burned in fire, and the pain and itching go all the way to the heart, as if one is in the Avici Hell.

At this time, the disciples of the Hundred Swords Gang in the valley were either killed or captured, and were cleared out one after another. The shouting and killing gradually subsided.

The Ning Mansion's men said that they were launching a surprise attack on Motie Valley, but in fact it was no different from a violent attack.

The Hundred Swords Gang had no leader, but it had many experts, all of whom, like Wang Lingbao, came from humble backgrounds in the martial arts world. Each of them had his own tricks, and they caused extremely heavy casualties.

Zhu Liben looked around and asked grimly, "How many of our brothers were killed or injured?"

Liu Hang was stabbed twice on the shoulder and was only given a simple bandage, but he was still bleeding.

He sighed and said, "At least half of the palace guards were killed or wounded. Among the guest officials, Gu Mingchan, Yuan Shibo, and Wen Erniang died in the battle, and the rest were also injured."

The purple-robed woman suddenly asked, "Where is the Sun Moon Divine Sect?"

Liu Hang smiled bitterly and shook his head, "We agreed to cooperate from inside and outside, but they can't even see their shadow."

Zhu Liben shook his head and said, "He is indeed a member of the Demon Cult. He is insidious and treacherous. You can't trust a word he says!"

The group walked to the small courtyard and saw two red lanterns flickering, as the lamp oil was almost gone.

Several guards in black were coming out of the yard with strange expressions on their faces.

Zhu Liben asked, "Where is Meng Baicao? Have you found her?"

Destroying the Hundred Swords Gang is only half the battle.

Capture Meng Baicao and find evidence that he colluded with Concubine Wan to assassinate the prince.

This is the real reason why the Ning Mansion attacked Motie Valley at all costs.

"Reporting to Lord Zhu, there is a corpse in the room. The body is fat and the clothes are different from those of ordinary people. However, the head has been chopped off. The death is tragic. I am preparing to bring the captured Hundred Swords Gang disciples to identify the identity of this person."

Zhu Liben nodded and said, "You guys go quickly."

The purple-clothed woman pushed the door open and walked in. Two corpses dressed as ordinary disciples were lying on the fallen leaves in the yard. There seemed to be no scars on their bodies, and their lips were slightly open. She walked over to the side and looked closely. There was a little red on the foreheads of both of them.

"He has already been here."

Zhu Liben asked: "Who has been here?"

The purple-shirted woman turned and walked towards the room, saying calmly, "Sun Moon Divine Cult."

The head rolled beside the threshold, and the mountain-like corpse had shed a lot of blood, which had already solidified into a large patch of bright red on the ground. The whole room seemed to have become a slaughterhouse.

Seeing this, Zhu Liben frowned, felt a little uncomfortable in his stomach, and raised his sleeves to cover his mouth and nose.

"He is indeed a cultist, vicious and cruel. Is it necessary to do this to just kill one person?"

At this time, the black-clad guards came in with two disciples of the Hundred Swords Gang. When they saw the unusual figure, they immediately recognized the deceased as the gang leader Meng Baicao.

The purple-robed woman lifted the head and carefully examined the blade. She thought to herself, "The person who chopped off this head doesn't know martial arts. Besides the black-robed, golden-faced man, were there other people from the Demon Cult who came? Does he have a blood feud with Meng Baicao?"

The night owl hid among the branches and leaves, holding its prey tightly in its claws. A long-tailed rock mouse was still struggling desperately.

The valley was filled with shouts and sounds of weapons, and the flames flickered for half the night.

Those rock rats hid in their caves and refused to come out.

"Chirp~"

The night owl waited for a long time, but finally gave up. It picked up the rock mouse and flew to its nest in the northwest. On the high cliff of Heiling Mountain, the full moon rose behind him.

Qin Shuner looked down at the valley and couldn't help but feel terrified. The fire gradually changed from a few dots to a continuous piece.

Those people are setting fire to the house!

The flames rose and the ashes floated everywhere. If I had stayed there, I would have turned into ashes by now.

"The Jianghu is treacherous, and the strong are respected. Or is it better for the court to be harmonious, even if it is only superficial harmony?"

Qin Shuner glanced at the man in black robe, feeling both fear and hatred. If his fatal point had not been unlocked, he would have taken the opportunity to escape.

But that's just a thought.

How could he, a weak eunuch, escape from the clutches of the enemy in such a dense mountainous area?

"There is a fish in the North Ming Dynasty, and its name is Kun."

Zhang Yu sat cross-legged on the edge of the cliff, filled with moonlight. Half a step forward was the empty valley and the cliff.

"Kun is so big that no one knows how many thousands of miles it is."

His five heads were facing upward, his eyes were tightly closed, and a tiny light, almost invisible to the naked eye, was spinning rapidly between his eyebrows. He had entered a mysterious state of meditation.

"It turned into a bird, named Peng..."

In the golden pool's dantian, three purple-gold lotuses were already swaying gracefully.

The huge vortex above the Dantian continuously transformed the Beiming true Qi and fell down.

After two quarters of an hour, he finally transformed the internal force in the Danzhong acupoint into Beiming Qi.

Reaching the Qi Hai realm requires a lot of hard work, and many martial artists with outstanding talents have to stay here for two or three years. Zhang Yu, with the help of Bei Ming Magical Art, can seize the talents of others and improve his talents by leaps and bounds. In just over a year, he has cultivated the Qi Hai mirror to the perfect realm.

"It's still faster to cultivate by absorbing the inner strength of others."

"It's just that... it's a rare opportunity to completely obtain the inner strength of a Hou Tian Jing master."

Zhang Yu opened his eyes and felt his energy was abundant and his body was light.

He is like an old farmer whose barn is filled with rice, and whose heart is filled with joy of the harvest, and who is thinking about how to build more barns and plant more rice fields...

"come here."

Qin Shuner quickly crawled over and said with a flattering smile: "Mr. Zhang, you have finished your practice."

"You are a smart man. You didn't take advantage of the opportunity to do anything."

Zhang Yu glanced at him, then turned and looked at the raging fire in the valley, which had dyed half the sky red.

Qin Shuner kowtowed quickly and said, "How dare I, how dare I, to be honest, if it weren't for Mr. Zhang's rescue, my body would have been destroyed along with the ashes. I'm too late to repay you, so how could I think of doing something tricky?"

"Repay? Are you sincere?"

"This is the truth, heaven and earth can bear witness to it!"

Zhang Yu chuckled and said, "That's perfect. I have something I need your help with."

Qin Shuner felt a little relieved. As long as the other party still needed him, at least his life would be saved in the short term. As long as he was alive, he would have a chance to turn the situation around in the future. As long as he could get him back to the palace, he would find a way to put him on the Jinyiwei's wanted list.

"Please speak, Mr. Zhang. I will go through fire and water without hesitation!"

"I want you to help me sneak into the palace!"

Qin Shuner was dumbfounded and asked: "Sneak into the palace?"

Zhang Yu said slowly, "I'm sure you heard what Meng Baicao said. I'm going to Yeyouting to meet a friend and chat about the past. What's wrong? Eunuch Qin looks so unhappy. Are you unwilling to help?"

Qin Shuner said with a sad face: "I...I, I will do my best."

Zhang Yu chuckled and said, "That's good. As for your weak spot, I will relieve it for you every half a day. As long as I am here, I will ensure that you, Eunuch Qin, will be safe."

Who knows what kind of turmoil it will cause if the evil cult members are invited into the palace? If there is any mistake and I am implicated, the consequences will be disastrous.
Qin Shuner wanted to cry but had no tears, and could only thank Zhang Yu repeatedly.

(End of this chapter)