Soul Piercing Boy Song Xing: Vertical and Horizontal Double Swords

After the three of them went in, it was a very simple room with only one table and one chair, and there was a sign hanging on the back, with four big characters written on it: All the dawns of the world.

A man stood under the words with his hands tied. The man had white hair, a red ghost mask, and a long stick hanging from his waist.

"Is this Ji Ruofeng, but I feel something is wrong." Lei Wujie's eyes kept flickering.

Murong Xiyin sized up the ghost-masked man for a while, then suddenly sneered:

"Of course not. If Ji Ruofeng only had the realm of freedom, then Bai Xiaotang would have been vulnerable."

The ghost-masked man's eyes turned cold, and he swung his long stick at Murong Xiyin's head, dancing thousands of stick flowers in an instant.

The so-called Wuji stick means that one stick will come out immediately, there is no limit, there is no end, there is no end.

Murong Xiyin slashed the jade flute upwards seven times, the move was extremely fast, after smashing all the stick flowers, seven holes appeared on the mask of the ghost masked man, in the shape of a Big Dipper.

"Miss wants to pretend to be the master of Hall Baixiao, but unfortunately the fragrance on your body betrayed me." Murong Xiyin took the jade flute back and smiled.

The ghost face instantly shattered and fell to the ground, revealing the face under the ghost face.

Sure enough, she was a stunning white-haired woman with snow-like skin, a bit of glamorous beauty between her brows and eyes, and a bit of charm in her eyes.

"The girl is Ji Xue, the daughter of Hall Master Baixiao?" A name suddenly appeared in Lei Wujie's mind.

The woman also put away the stick, ignored Lei Wujie, looked at Murong Xiyin with admiration in her eyes, and nodded slightly.

"Patriarch Murong is indeed a hero among girls."

"Miss Ji Xue is also a woman who doesn't give way to a man, and she controls the huge Baixiaotang at a young age." Murong Xiyin returned the greeting with a smile.

"Okay, you two continue bragging about each other." Lei Wujie was very unhappy seeing that he was ignored.

Ji Xue sneered and said, "I heard that Your Excellency can kill Sword Immortals at such a young age, it seems that this time you will continue to show your talents in Tianqi City?"

"Oh, I won't be sleepy when you talk about it." Lei Wujie proudly raised his head, his face full of narcissism.

"I feel that I am the savior sent by the gods, the embodiment of maintaining love and justice in the universe."

"No matter where you go, you will be shining like stars in the sky, like a radiant existence."

"I think you'd better be as humble as possible?" Sikong Qianluo showed embarrassment, and couldn't help poking his waist.

"Bah!" Murong Xiyin and Ji Xue cast contemptuous glances at him one after another, this guy will die if he doesn't brag for a day?
"Miss Ji Xue, is it related to King Yong'an that your father came to us this time?" Sikong Qianluo asked suddenly.

"You are Sikong Qianluo?" Ji Xue saw the silver moon gun in her hand, and already guessed her identity.

Seeing Sikong Qianluo nodding his head politely, Ji Xue's face was a little weird. According to the information, the daughter of the Gun Fairy had a bad temper, a bad brain, and no understanding of etiquette.

But Sikong Qianluo in front of him was gentle and polite, like a lady from a great family, and he couldn't help but wonder if some intelligence officers in the hall had a problem with their work attitude.

Ji Xue was silent for a moment, then answered truthfully:

"Actually, King Yong'an was attacked last month and was seriously injured. My father shot the man back, but he was also seriously injured."

"Now the two of them are recuperating in Jinling City, and the other is at the medicine king Xin Baicao."

Lei Wujie's heart trembled, he had already killed Yan Zhantian, why was Xiao Se still being attacked?
Murong Xiyin frowned slightly, curiously said: "There are very few people in this world who can hurt Hall Master Ji."

"Besides, attacking the prince is a capital offense. Which master is he so ignorant?"

"Could it be that old dog Zhuoqing did it?" Sikong Qianluo was also someone who had read the original book before he traveled.

"My father thinks so too." Ji Xue continued with a serious expression, "This time, I invite you to come here because I want your help in killing someone."

"Shouldn't you go to Anhe for murder?" Lei Wujie shook his head slightly.

"If you want to kill that person, we can't afford the bargaining chips that Anhe asks for." Ji Xue also shook her head.

"I know! Kill Zhuoqing, right? We've accepted this task." Sikong Qianluo's tender body trembled, obviously hating the old eunuch to the bone.

Lei Wujie was startled, and quickly explained to Sikong Qianluo:
"Sister, do you know how terrifying Zhuoqing is?"

"A top expert under half-step Shenxuan, he can kill within six palms!"

When I first watched "Young White Horse Drunk Spring Breeze", the only people who were able to resist the peak Ye Dingzhi were Baili Dongjun and Zhuoqing.

You must know that the peak Ye Dingzhi can make twenty masters of the heavenly realm kneel with one finger, even Li Xinyue, Ji Ruofeng, and the national teacher Qi Tianchen are invincible.

Even if Baili Dongjun narrowly beat him with half a move and seriously injured him, facing Li Hanyi, Su Muyu and other seven people's combined attack in the south of the Yangtze River, he was still unstoppable.

To be able to stop Zhuo Qing from such a terrifying character, his strength is probably half a step to the peak of Shenxuan.

"Aren't you already in the third realm of Heaven and Dao, what are you afraid of him doing?" Sikong Qianluo said disdainfully.

Lei Wujie hastily explained:

"Eldest sister, the three realms of Heaven and Dao of the Jun Youyun system are only half the strength of Shenxuan now, so it may be extremely difficult to kill Zhuoqing."

"Then we can go to Brother Yu and Sister Xue to beat him up together. Anyway, that yin and yang person hurt my Xiao Se and must be killed!"

Sikong Qianluo cursed bitterly.

Ji Xue didn't expect Sikong Qianluo to hate Zhuoqing so much, so she took the opportunity to remind him: "Zhuoqing was seriously injured in the battle with my father."

"And we invited another half-step fugue master to kill Zhuoqing with you at night."

"Haha, then you should have said it earlier." When Lei Wujie heard that Zhuoqing was now in residual blood, he had to refresh his excellent record.

Then Ji Xue handed them the information about Zhuoqing in Tianqi, and Lei Wujie asked Sikong Qianluo and Murong Xiyin to stay here, planning to meet Zhuoqing in person.

He followed the map to an abandoned small courtyard, and a familiar man in black smiled at him from the bushes nearby.

"Boss Jing, why are you here?" Lei Wujie was surprised.

"Our purpose is the same." Jing Baiming smiled.

Lei Wujie looked surprised: "You were also paid by Bai Xiaotang to kill Zhuoqing?"

"That's just one of the reasons." Jing Baiming showed a ruthless expression, "This old dog, Zhuoqing, joined hands with some forces, and recently killed many elite disciples of my Wudang."

"Although there is information that Emperor De also wants to execute him, I don't think he can be so cheap, and I plan to let him die a bit more miserable."

"Oh, Your Excellency's tone is so loud." Eunuch Zhuoqing's voice suddenly sounded in the small courtyard.

Soon, two men in purple python robes walked out of the courtyard.

Besides Zhuoqing, Lei Wujie also knew another person, it was Jinxuan.

"Whether it's loud or not, you can only know if you try it." Jing Baiming smiled at Zhuoqing.

"If you try, it will only kill you." Zhuoqing sighed.

"No, no, I turned you into a dead body, the kind that smells so bad." Jing Baiming smiled provocatively.