Ninth Grade Jailer: He actually went on a blind date with the leader of the Demon Cult at the beginn

The moon is dark and the wind is high.

A candle shadow swayed gently, reflecting two beautiful figures.

"We're getting married tomorrow, hehe. Miss, are you so excited that you can't sleep now? You must be thinking about my uncle!"

Qiluo stuck out her tongue playfully while wearing night clothes.

"Damn girl, don't talk nonsense. Business is important, go back quickly."

Ye Qingyu, who was painting, glanced at the maid angrily, but the corners of his eyes were filled with happiness.

"Don't worry, miss. A mere [Seventh Grade Inner Power Realm] swordsman dares to bully my uncle. If I don't see this slave, I'll kill him with one sword."

Qiluo straightened out her small chest and looked proud.

After the marriage was settled, how could Ye Qingyu not think about her future husband? Naturally, she secretly followed Li Nuo's every move. How could she bear it after learning that Cui Xiangdi came to find trouble and even wanted to disrupt her marriage?

"Miss, are you painting? My slave, look at what you are painting...ah, it's my uncle! Miss is such a great painter. She made my uncle look so graceful and handsome."

After Qiluo changed into her night clothes, she poked her curious little head around. Suddenly she thought of something, covered her mouth and exclaimed, "Ah! My uncle, he, he, he... I remembered it!"

"You were so surprised that you remembered something again."

Ye Qingyu finished the last line of ink, put down her pen and asked.

"It turns out that my uncle is the one in our holy religion..."

After belatedly realizing this, Qiluo finally understood why Li Nuo gave her a sense of déjà vu.

When she was in the Holy Cult, she saw Li Nuo's portrait scroll.

Ye Qingyu nodded calmly: "Well, it's him."

Qiluo's little mouth opened slightly and she was dumbfounded: "But Miss, my uncle is no longer the number one scholar. He has abandoned his foundation of Confucianism and Taoism and has become an abandoned son. Even if he abandons literature and joins martial arts, he has already passed the age of body tempering. I'm afraid this It's hard to achieve anything in your life. Miss, aren't you asking for trouble by marrying him? The church leaders and guardians in the church will definitely have objections."

"You don't understand. In short, after tomorrow, he will be my husband. As for my husband, Ye Qingyu, who in the religion dares to object? Do you really think that my sword can't kill people?"

Ye Qingyu's eyes were filled with coldness, her aura was awe-inspiring, like a queen dominating the world.

This is the real her!

"Okay, you go down, we can handle things more quickly and don't leave any clues."

Seeing that Qiluo seemed to be frightened by her own momentum, Ye Qingyu waved her hand and motioned for her to go to work quickly.

Qiluo pursed her lips, how could she dare to disobey the leader's will, and quickly turned around and left, disappearing into the vast night.

This night is destined to be a sleepless night.

…

To the east of the city, there is a luxurious mansion.

Under the swaying candlelight, a group of young women were wearing incense with their bare feet, their charming eyebrows and waists like water snakes, dancing and smiling, making people's blood flow.

On the main seat.

Cui Xiangdi hugged him from left to right, with his eyes half open and half closed, and his face looked slightly drunk.

He looked lustfully at the leading dancer: "If you ask me, although Ziyuan in Zuiyueju is beautiful, Rouge girl in Huameilou also has a unique style. Brother Nie, look at this water snake's twisted waist, it's really charming. I feel like dying."

"Hehe, Brother Cui is indeed a member of the same group. But speaking of Yuzhou River Painting Boat, Brother Cui's "Crazy Thunder Sword Technique" is really powerful! Brother Cui, please don't hide it. You killed the white snake demon, right? Qi For the sixth-grade sword cultivator to kill the snake demon, only Brother Cui has the exclusive right to kill you!"

In the guest seat, a rough man raised his thumb in flattery.

His name is Nie Yuanzhi. He was originally the leader of the Cao Gang. He was in charge of the freight business in the area along the Yuzhou River. He was also a well-known leader in Yuzhou City. However, who would have thought that when the Thunder Blade Sect came to visit him, he would not dare to resist, and directly turned to the Thunder Blade Sect and joined the Thunder Blade Sect.

To put it politely, this is a wise act of self-preservation. To put it bluntly, this is a coward!

Cui Xiangdi saw that he was wise and promised him the position of deputy gang leader.

Seeing Nie Yuanzhi complimenting him, Cui Xiangdi smiled and said nothing.

He didn't want to explain this.

The white snake demon that makes people mistakenly think that he killed it is the best, it will greatly increase his prestige, why not do it?

Even if it was found to be a misunderstanding in the future, there would be no loss. He had never admitted it in public.

"Brother Cui, it's almost Haishi. Do you think the head guard will come to apologize and admit his mistake?"

Nie Yuanzhi asked again.

"I'm afraid he won't dare not come, unless he really doesn't want to get married tomorrow."

Cui Xiangdi still has the confidence to handle a small jailer.

Nie Yuanzhi asked worriedly: "I heard that he was once the number one scholar?"

"Haha, Brother Nie is worrying too much. I have already checked that he has been unable to make a comeback since he abandoned the foundation of Confucianism and Taoism. He has become an abandoned son."

Cui Xiangdi smiled lightly.

Nie Yuanzhi smiled obscenely: "Hey, I heard that his unmarried wife is as beautiful as a flower, even more beautiful than Ziyuan Oiran. I don't know if it's true or not."

Cui Xiangdi, who has sex with women every night, immediately became interested: "Oh? Really? I have been busy with the store these days, and I really haven't noticed this. I will have a chance to see her beauty tomorrow."

He is not so arrogant and domineering as to rob civilian girls in broad daylight, but if he uses some tricks to force them to hand over their wives to him for fun, then he is still capable of it. He just needs to pay more afterwards. Money.

Before Nie Yuanzhi could reply, the door of the front hall fell into pieces and the candles in the hall were suddenly extinguished.

Immediately afterwards, a voice full of murderous intent sounded: "The dead have no chance."

Nie Yuanzhi was so excited that he dived directly under the table. The waiters in the hall were also panicking. You squeezed me, I squeezed you, scrambling to run out. The scene was chaotic.

Cui Xiangdi woke up from the alcohol in an instant and scolded angrily: "Humph, you are pretending to be a ghost and don't even look at where this place is. How can I allow you to run wild!"

The moment he spoke, he kicked away the women on the left and right, jumped up from his seat, and at the same time, he drew out his sword and started dancing wildly.

In an instant, the blades flashed and the blades gleamed.

The women in the hall who were running around with their heads in their hands were not as sharp as Cui Xiangdi's blade. They all fell to the ground with the knife and died!

This Cui Xiangdi was also a ruthless person. He was afraid that someone would sneak up on him in the crowd, so he took the initiative and started killing.

There are just a bunch of poor brothel girls on the left and right. Kill them if you want. No one will help them.

"Kill innocent people indiscriminately, get an additional penalty!"

suddenly.

The temperature in the hall dropped sharply, and an inexplicable chill invaded his heart. Cui Xiangdi suddenly felt stiff all over, and his sword skills were actually slowed down!

Immediately, a ray of sword light passed by and struck directly at his facade.

In a hurry, he blocked it with his knife.

Bang!

Swords and swords clashed with shadows.

blocked!

A cruel smile appeared on his face.

I'm just afraid that the assassin won't make a move. Now that the assassin has turned from darkness to light, and has been parried by him, it is only a matter of time before he defeats the opponent.

As long as it is delayed for a moment, any changes here will inevitably attract night guards, and by then, the assassin will be unable to fly.

Hum.

In Yuzhou City, if you dare to show your weapons to him, this is purely an act of seeking death.

However, Cui Xiangdi's thoughts were too beautiful.

The smile on his face only lasted for half a breath before solidifying.

Life slipped away quietly, and he wanted to shout, but he opened his mouth, but no sound came out.

A sword mark suddenly appeared.

Blood overflowed, slicing straight down from his head, across his nose, mouth, throat, and up to his chest.

Although Cui Xiangdi's sword blocked his opponent's sword, the power of the sword penetrated him and killed him.

A ninth-level martial artist has tempered his body, with rough skin and thick flesh that can withstand beatings. The eighth-level Qi Jin can be released outwards, and the sword energy can be condensed to kill the enemy. The seventh grade develops inner strength and beats the bull across the mountain. At the sixth level of dark strength, every move is hard to guard against, and can kill people without being noticed!

[Sixth Grade Dark Strength] There is only one swordsman in Yuzhou City, but that is Master Qin Beitian, the captain in charge of arrests, interrogations, and prisons.

But the figure of the man in black in front of him was obviously not right.

Cui Xiangdi didn't know who he had offended until his death.

Who is so bold as to assassinate him!

"Sir, spare your life, don't kill me. I came here to drink because of Cui Xiangdi's power. I am a good citizen who abides by my duty..."

Under the table, Nie Zhiyuan was frightened and trembling.

Qiluo held up the sword, hesitated for a moment, and finally did not kill him. She glanced at him coldly before turning and leaving.

A few moments.

Nie Zhiyuan didn't move any more and then crawled out from under the table.

Just looking at the corpses lying in a mess in the hall, his face looked even uglier than his dead parents.

It's over.

All is lost.

If Cui Xiangdi dies, this matter will definitely become a big issue, and the prefect will definitely not let it go.

Regardless of whether it's none of his business or not, he will be implicated. The jail sentence is light, but if he is not good enough, he will be buried with him.

Thinking that I had accumulated a lot of gold and silver over the years, I might as well run away.

But before he could recover, a sword light exploded like thunder!

Click——

The abdomen was cut open and the internal organs were reduced to minced meat.

Nie Zhiyuan looked horrified.

The martial artist has rough skin and thick flesh that can withstand beatings, and he spent thirty years practicing the iron cloth shirt, but he can't withstand the opponent's sword?

But this sword technique looks so familiar...

Crazy thunder knife?

Isn't this Cui Xiangdi's specialty?

Holding his last breath, Nie Zhiyuan turned his head with difficulty and glanced at Cui Xiangdi's body, refusing to close his eyes...

The hall finally fell into silence, except for the howling wind.

…

Qiluo just walked out of the mansion, but paused. Thinking that the leader said that he could not leave any evidence behind, he would definitely not be allowed to survive. Why did he become soft-hearted? So he hurriedly turned back, just in time to see the scene where Nie Zhiyuan was killed by a thunder knife.

The black shadow that shot blurred for a moment and then completely lost its breath, which made her hair stand on end.

It's normal to kill people under your nose, but to be able to instantly restrain the evil spirit after killing someone and escape her perception is quite amazing!

There are experts in Yuzhou City!

This matter must be told to the leader immediately.

Thinking of this, Qiluo left in a hurry.

At this moment, Li Nuo slowly emerged from the darkness.

Just now he used the [Breathe Concentration Technique], and even mobilized his literary energy to use the Confucianism [One Leaf to Blind Eyes], thus blocking all his breath.

But he was also very curious at the moment. It seemed that Cui Xiangdi had quite a few enemies!

However, the swordsmanship performed by the man in black was only basic swordsmanship, and it was obvious that he deliberately concealed his identity.

Who is the one?

Without a clue, Li Nuo quickly calmed down.

He had no intention of getting involved in the gang war, but Cui Xiangdi and Nie Yuanzhi were dead, and the Thunder Blade Sect was about to be destroyed. In this case, why not take advantage of his own people?

The boy he rescued from the bear demon half a year ago was aggressive and loyal, and seemed to have managed to reach the position of leader of the Cao Gang...

It’s him!

Thinking of this, he tore off a page of writing paper, circulated his Dantian, and poured literary energy into the paper.

In an instant, the paper turned into a paper crane, and with a flutter of its small wings, it escaped into the night.

This is the spiritual art of Confucianism and Taoism - paper cranes passing messages!

The little paper crane soon flew to a small courtyard in Xicheng.

The owner of the house felt something and immediately discovered the paper crane. After reading the contents of the letter, he showed an excited smile and murmured to himself: "Master, you have remembered me! Don't worry, my subordinates will definitely remember me. Conquer the forces of the Thunder Knife Sect and become the sharpest knife in your hand!"