There's something wrong with this assassin

Chapter 416 Is half a hand ashamed?

Right and wrong, leave as soon as possible.

Of course Lu Yuan understood this truth.

But how to leave is the question.

"How to leave?" Lu Yuan looked at Zhao Jing and asked back: "The Holy Majesty sent me here for my duty. How could I leave without authorization?"

This is where Lu Yuan's distress lies.

Ning Huan had a headache at first, but now that Ning Huan has been dealt with, he thought that he could safely perform his duties and leave, but who would have thought that a bomb would suddenly be thrown around him, how could he not make Lu Yuan flustered and angry.

He also knows that this is a place of right and wrong, and he should leave as soon as possible.

But how to leave?The sage sent him here, but he didn't perform his duties, how could he leave?

"Of course it's troublesome." Zhao Jing looked at Lu Yuan and smiled, "But it's not that troublesome."

"Master Lu came here for the Hive and for the Luo Sect. It is already a great credit for Ning Huan, the Supreme Elder of the Luo Sect, to be the leader. As for the Hive, as long as the terms of cooperation are negotiated, the Hive will make concessions, and your lord will do it." If you make meritorious deeds, you can naturally return in triumph, just wait for the merits to be rewarded."

"And don't wait until the imperial court sends people down to deal with Taoist Qingyun and Monk Jiu. At that time, the yellow mud will fall off the crotch. It's either shit or shit."

Lu Yuan remained silent.

This is what he fears the most.

Because the news of the deaths of Taoist Qingyun and Monk Jiu was artificially delayed for 20 days to ferment and spread, the criminal who should have escaped must have escaped long ago, and the evidence that should have been erased must have been erased to the same extent. It would be good if the murderer could be found. If you can't find it, you have to find a scapegoat.

I am in Los Angeles, and I was almost here when the two Dongchang thousands of households died, so it must be my responsibility. Besides, this is a person from Dongchang, and I will definitely use myself as a Jinyiwei to vent my anger .

And really, it is very likely that Yuan Chong, the eunuch of the East Factory, will arrive in Los Angeles in person. At that time, there may really be a bloody storm in Los Angeles.

So he was silent for a moment, and finally looked at Zhao Jing and spoke.

"Please sir, save me."

……

……

I don't know if Zhao Jing saved Lu Yuan, but in the Xiaohun Inn, Fang Bie's right hand was still wrapped like a zongzi.

Although he has received the most timely treatment, the boy still has no way to recover for the time being.

The remaining poison in the right hand is still not cleared, but the spread is temporarily restrained, and then there will be a long time of water grinding, pulling out the poison and changing the medicine, and exercising energy to adjust the breath to force the poison.

It can only be said that the Sanwu Divine Art is really exquisite, otherwise Fang Bie wouldn't be able to last that long, let alone save his life from the compound poison.

In front of Fang Bie, a snow-white pigeon was falling, and He Ping held it in her hand.

"Miss Ping, you are a bit of a waste." Fang Bie lay on the bed and watched the woman in green clothes remove the copper pipe from the pigeon, and then skillfully sprinkled a handful of millet.

"How was it wasted?" He Ping turned to look at Fang Bie: "If you had let me do it from the beginning, it wouldn't hurt like this."

"Cut." Fang Bie said, "That's Ning Huan, okay, I'll kill Ning Huan with half my hand, am I ashamed?"

"It's Sister Ping, you made a move." Fang Bie's voice paused after saying this, "I believe you can kill Ning Huan, and then?"

Fang don't say that and shook his right hand wrapped into a rice dumpling: "You only pay for this?"

"Ning Huan is not dead." He Ping said calmly.

Fang Bie snapped: "I know too."

"But Ning Huan's body is still valuable." Fang Bie looked at He Ping, knocked on the wooden box beside the bed, and made a dull sound: "That's the end?"

Inside the box is a head.

Ning Huan's head.

In this world, only Fang Bie and Xue Ling know that Ning Huan's head is here.

But now only one head remains.

"I'm not sure under what circumstances he will die." He Ping said flatly, "But I know that with only one head left, he will definitely not survive."

"So the rest is melted?" Fang Bie sighed, "Please, that's Ning Huan."

"Teacher Ning Huan."

"Ning Huan, the yin and yang great compassion endowment at the intersection of heaven and earth."

"Yes, Ning Huan." He Ping nodded, "But you dare to let him live?"

He Ping asked Fang to say goodbye.

"So I'm going to cut him in half." Fang Bie said confidently.

This was Fangbie's original plan.

Cutting Ning Huan in half, on the one hand, it can be sure that Ning Huan will not be reincarnated in the dirt, on the other hand, Ning Huan's corpse is really valuable.

As Fang Bie said many times, this is Ning Huan who has cultivated the Yin-Yang Great Compassion Fu of Heaven and Earth, and he can use his corpse to make many articles and conduct many researches.

Of course, a living Ning Huan is more valuable, that's why Lu Yuan took the risk that night and took Ning Huan's body away.

He Ping had also been appraised - Ning Huan was not dead at that time, if he was taken away, he could really be saved.

Now that Ning Huan only has one head left, there really can't be any waves.

"It's not worth much." He Ping shook her head and said, "The secret book of the Great Compassion Fu is not on him."

"He has already practiced to this level, so of course he doesn't need to carry the cheat book with him." Fang Bie shook his head and said: "Or the cheat book of the Great Compassion Fu was not in his hands at first, at most he finally borrowed a copy, and all After the memorization meeting, it must have been destroyed."

"So do you want to practice?" He Ping looked at Fang Bie and asked.

"I want to, of course I want to." Fang Bie nodded, then looked at He Ping, and corrected himself: "I don't necessarily want to practice, because I may not be able to practice, but I really want to see it. In the battle, Ning Huan does have a lot of looks. Very powerful means."

If Ning Huan hadn't been dizzy by his 29 consecutive slashes, he might have even more powerful means.

"Were you really sure to kill him then?" He Ping asked back.

"There is no [-]% certainty in this world." Fang Bie said quietly, the boy's right hand wrapped into rice dumplings is the best proof.

"At that time, it was already the best premise to kill him."

"He fought Shang Jiuge once, and in order to kill Shang Jiuge to avoid future troubles, he has almost used his last hole card."

"Afterwards, I shot seven consecutive shots with the Wei Ming swordsmanship. Although he was able to block all seven shots with the Bone Corrosion Sword, I would call him Ning Huan the strongest in the world."

"But he was really afraid, turned around and fled, and even left behind his big disciple Ning Tian."

"Next, on the tower of Los Angeles City, I shouted and informed Sister Ping to intercept him outside. At the same time, I shot him again while he was gliding in the air, so that he had no way to escape and could only fight me head-on."

"At that time, Ning Huan was at most only [-]% of his peak strength."

"If I still can't fight in this situation, or if I don't dare to fight, then I really won't seize the opportunity."

Saying this, Fang Bie sighed: "However, he actually received 29 swords from me."

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