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Chapter 242
Both Ouyang Rong and Ah Qing were bound hand and foot.

Ouyang Rong lowered his head, looking at his hands tightly bound by the hemp rope, he always felt that he could easily pull them out.

I don't know why, Ouyang Rong's intuition told him so.

So he moved.

The hands seemed to be boneless, and they were easily pulled out from the ropes tightly bound around the wrists.

There are also ropes in other places on the body.

No matter how tight the tie was, his bones would easily shrink and fall out.

An understatement is as normal as drinking water and eating. All this happened in a blink of an eye. There were even two slaves in Tsing Yi who were watching the vision of fighting on the top of the mountain in fear. The first reaction was to froze.

Ouyang Rong, who was sitting on the ground, picked up the sharp waist knife at the feet of a slave in Tsing Yi before he bent down and stretched out his hand.

Then a silent counter-kill began.

It ended completely within ten breaths.

Ah Qing pursed her lips, staring blankly the whole time. She even closed her eyes and shook her head vigorously, wondering if she was hallucinating.

A frail scholar-like master, can he hit eight at once?

Even if there was a factor of surprise, sudden attack, and two stealing wars to escape at the same time, it was still a [-]v[-]!
He saw the two slaves in Tsing Yi fleeing into the forest.

Ouyang Rong didn't waste time chasing after him.

At this moment, he first stood up from the runaway slave who had fallen farthest from the edge of the cliff, and borrowed the green clothes from the corpse to wipe the blood on the waist knife.

Then he turned his head and walked back to the edge of the cliff, came to Ah Qing's side, and made up the three slaves in Tsing Yi who were still hugging their ankles and begging for mercy on the lawn one after another.

Around Ouyang Rong and Ah Qing, there were five corpses of slaves in Tsing Yi lying in disorder.

At the ankles of the dead bodies, there were injuries of severed hamstrings.

Ouyang Rong also forgot where he learned this trick, anyway, he had seen a lot of unscrupulous things by staying up late in his previous life.

Ouyang Rong finished dealing with the house slave in Tsing Yi neatly, walked silently, bowed his head and knelt down, and helped the stunned delicate girl cut the rope and loosen it.

Ouyang Rong was not the first time to kill someone.

In the matter of killing someone, there are two things in one thing, and it seems that even if he saved Ah Qing, he didn't kill a good person, and the sound of wooden fish lingered in his ears, and he gained merit, and there is a fart burden.

During the ribbon-cutting ceremony before, Ouyang Rong had also experienced the moment of life and death, and he was also surprised to find that during the life-and-death fight, he could still maintain a surprisingly calm, extraordinarily strong heart.

Later, he told his little junior sister about this, and the latter said that not everyone is like this, he has the talent to kill, and his psychological quality is naturally strong.

It made Ouyang Rong feel embarrassed, why does he feel that this is not a serious talent.

But today, this unscrupulous talent saved him.

"The most important thing is that the weird ninth rank I have promoted can actually control the muscles and bones of the whole body to a certain extent.

"In addition to being able to shrink and deform bones, the control of body balance seems to have improved to a higher level. It can even be used as a delicately operating killing machine with proper control..."

Ouyang Rong lowered his head and murmured imperceptibly, with some thoughtful expression on his face:

"Earlier, I heard from my junior sister that the first time Fairy Yucheng escaped from her hand was because of her bone shrinking and other sorcery. Could it be that I really..."

Ouyang Rong was a little speechless, shook his head, and didn't want to think about it for the time being.

Right now, Ah Qing finally untied the rope, and Ouyang Rong was going to pull her up.

But right now.

"what are you doing?"

A cold male voice came from the woods behind the two of them.

Ouyang Rong turned his head abruptly, his face terrified.

It was Liu Zilin, who went and came back again!
Ouyang Rong pulled Ah Qing past her, stood in front of her, stared at Liu Zilin in front of her, and didn't reply for a while.

At the same time, he quietly looked sideways to observe the forest road behind Liu Zilin, but luckily he found nothing unusual.

Wei Shaoxuan, Liu Fu and others were nowhere to be seen. It seemed that only Liu Zilin had returned, and I don't know why.

"Hey, where's your master?"

Ouyang Rong moved quietly, with his hands behind his back, gesturing for Ah Qing to run away.

But he didn't expect that Liu Zilin, who had always been hesitant before, looked him indifferently this time, then suddenly drew out the long moonlight sword from his waist, and charged straight at him.

Ouyang Rong didn't have time to think, so he quickly drew his knife to fight back.

Dragging his seriously injured body, he turned all his muscles to meet the enemy.

But after a few dazzling moonlight sword lights flashed across the field, Ouyang Rong found that...he seemed to have overestimated himself.

After a brief exchange of moves, the two separated and stood facing each other.

Ouyang Rong felt the numb arm, and suddenly said:
"When did you become ninth rank? Who taught you the Qi refining technique, Liu Fu? Or Wei Shi? So you were pretending before, right, you can hide it better than your second brother..."

Liu Zilin snorted coldly, and glanced at the sky above the top of the mountain. The fight between the gods and gods that was happening there was dizzying, and it was hundreds of times stronger than the fights of these little fish and shrimp.

"Ouyang Lianghan, you talk a lot of nonsense." His voice was cold.

Ouyang Rong lowered his eyes and spat out blood from his throat to the side.

Previously, the mask of the mirage beast was destroyed, which caused him too much backlash and internal injury.

Although he had been promoted to rank nine, he was in a sluggish state. Facing Liu Zilin, who had been hidden until now and was full of blood at rank nine, he felt powerless and gradually fell into a disadvantage.

But thanks to the control of muscles and bones by this weird ninth grade, its ability to save its life and escape is extraordinarily tenacious.

For a while, Liu Zilin had nothing to do with Ouyang Rong, at least he couldn't catch him.

The two stalemate.

At this moment, Ah Qing seemed to see the opportunity, and ran to the nearby woods in a hurry.

Ouyang Rong jumped up in an instant, rushed forward, desperately attacked Liu Zilin who was about to pursue, and held him back.

On the lawn, the two got into a fight.

After a while, Ah Qing's figure disappeared into the woods.

Ouyang Rong breathed a sigh of relief, and immediately broke away from the fight, covered the sword wound on his arm, and retreated panting.

He was already in decline, but this time he took the initiative to entangle, which left him with many injuries.

But worth it.

Liu Zilin looked at Ouyang Rong coldly.

Now that he had no scruples, Ouyang Rong was going to sneak into the forest and run away.

at this time.

"master……"

A familiar cry came from the forest not far away.

Looking back, a dozen servants in green clothes came out of the woods, and Ah Qing was escorted out with her hands cut behind her back.

Among the dozen or so blue-clothed servants who suddenly appeared, there were two familiar faces who had escaped before, obviously calling for help.

Ouyang Rong fell silent.

"Catch her without a fight, or kill her."

Liu Zilin said lightly.

Ouyang Rong nodded and opened his hands, signaling to give up.

Liu Zilin tilted his head, and the two blue-clothed servants walked over to disarm Ouyang Rong.

the next moment.

There were two corpses covering their throats on the ground.

Ouyang Rong squatted down, grabbed the corpse Tsing Yi, and wiped the blade.

Liu Zilin narrowed his eyes: "Ouyang Lianghan, what do you mean?"

Ouyang Rong lowered his eyes and said:

"If you dare to touch a hair on Ah Qing, you will die. My people are at the foot of the mountain, and my junior sister is also there. I can go down the mountain to find them at any time."

"If you dare to find reinforcements, I will kill her now."

"If you dare to kill her, I'll go find her right away. None of you will live. You'd better pray that my junior sister's seventh-rank cultivation can't catch up with you."

With a gloomy face, Liu Zilin stared at Ouyang Rong for a long time.

In an instant, he drew his sword and rushed out.

Ouyang Rong sees the trick and dismantles it.

The two fought.

At this time, the dozen or so blue-clothed servants exchanged glances, stepped forward tacitly, and gradually surrounded Ouyang Rong.

But Ouyang Rong took advantage of his body's flexibility, exchanged a move, threw Liu Zilin away, ran into the woods, and escaped from the encirclement.

"Don't play tricks."

Ouyang Rong said with a light smile.

Liu Zilin's facial muscles twitched, looking at the young magistrate who was as cunning as a loach, a tangled look flashed in his eyes.

In fact, even if Ouyang Rong was captured without a fight, he would not let Ah Qing go.

But I didn't expect that this person didn't fall for it.

"Hmph, madman."

Liu Zilin ignored Ouyang Rong.

He turned his head to look at Ah Qing who was bound, and turned around suddenly.

"Don't pay too much attention to this lunatic, be careful and follow me."

Liu Zilin led a group of house slaves, left the lawn, and walked somewhere.

The smile on Ouyang Rong's face slowly disappeared, and he followed far behind.

Liu Zilin came to the ruins of the Jiazijian furnace room.

While guarding against Ouyang Rong, he directed the servants to carry the pieces.

His face was serious, as if he was rummaging through the ruins for something.

a while.

Ouyang Rong saw that Liu Zilin suddenly beamed with joy, and pulled out a broken corpse with a sword hilt stuck in his chest from the ruins.

Liu Zilin squatted down quickly, pulled out several obstructive swords from the chest of the dead body, and silently stretched his right hand into the arms of the dead Liu Zian.

Not long after, he took out a blood-stained Buddhist scripture with three daggers stuck in it.

Ouyang Rong frowned.

When Liu Zilin saw the Buddhist scriptures, he breathed a sigh of relief, and soon a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

He glanced at Liu Zian, who was dying with regret, and smiled, and put the Buddhist scripture that had been stabbed with three swords to cover up the card, and put it into his arms.

Then he squatted down again, casually touched Liu Zian's corpse, and suddenly stopped, and took out a brand new bronze mask from the sleeve of the corpse. Liu Zilin pursed his lips in distaste, but after looking down for a moment, he still put it in the sleeve.

Liu Zilin stood in the ruins of the Jiazijian furnace room, clapped his hands, turned around satisfied, and returned to the edge of the cliff.

Walk up to Ah Qing.

"Hand over things."

Liu Zilin suddenly spread his palms and squinted his eyes to ask for it.

"Give me what?" In the distance, Ouyang Rong replied coldly, "Your third brother's urn?"

Liu Zilin ignored it.

Ouyang Rong frowned.

Liu Zilin stared straight at a delicate girl with a pale face, "I'm asking you something."

Ah Qing shook her head in confusion.

With a sneer on the corner of Liu Zilin's mouth, he ordered:
"Where is the gift that the old man asked someone to give you before, hand it over!"

Ah Qing was stunned.

Ouyang Rong sighed slightly.

(End of this chapter)