My Wife, Something is Wrong

  Chapter 597 Kill them all!

  The horse stopped.

  After Luo Qingzhou helped the girl in his arms put on a mask, he turned the horse's head and looked behind him.

   The rapid and noisy sound of horseshoes stopped in front of them.

   Jin Yiwei's deputy commander, Wang Xiang, took the lead, sized him up sharply, and cupped his hands: "This is a disciple of the Lingxiao Sect, Brother Chu Feiyang?"

  Behind him, more than 20 Jinyi guards were riding on horses, holding knives in their hands, with cold expressions.

  Luo Qingzhou replied: "No, I am a disciple of Qingyun Temple, Yun Feiyang."

  Wang Xiang squinted his eyes, and said with a sneer, "Brother Chu, although I haven't seen you in person, I have seen your portrait. Last time in the first trial of Ling Xiaozong, you stole the limelight. How could I admit my mistake."

  Luo Qingzhou said: "No, no, there are so many similar people in this world, what evidence do you have that I am that Chu Feiyang?"

   Wang Xiang said with a cold face: "When you just left the city, what you took out was the badge of Ling Xiaozong, wasn't it?"

  Luo Qingzhou said blankly: "I haven't taken it."

  Wang Xiang cupped his hands and said: "Brother Chu, don't be nervous. We are Jin Yiwei. The reason why I came to you is to ask you a few things, and I have no other intentions."

  Luo Qingzhou stroked the soft hair of the girl in his arms, looked at him expressionlessly, and did not speak again.

   Wang Xiang glanced at the girl in his arms, feeling somewhat familiar.

   But the girl was wearing a white tiger mask, so she couldn't see her appearance clearly.

  He cupped his hands and said, "On the evening of December 5th, where was Brother Chu? Was he practicing martial arts in the martial arts hall?"

  Luo Qingzhou didn't answer.

  Wang Xiang asked again: "Dao Ling and her father live in the eighteenth alley in the south of the city. Did Brother Chu go there that day?"

  Luo Qingzhou still didn't answer.

   Wang Xiang's face was gloomy, and he said: "Brother Chu, even if you are a direct disciple of Lingxiaozong, you still belong to my Yan people. Our Jinyiwei is responsible for investigating the case, and I hope you can cooperate."

After a pause, he said coldly again: "If you don't cooperate, then we can only go to the princess Nangong. It is said that you have a good relationship. Also, that evening, someone saw the princess taking I sent people to Eighteenth Lane. More than 20 people died there in Jinyiwei, so I think it is necessary to ask the princess about the situation."

"Also, I heard that brother Chu has a very good relationship with the Qin family. We went there last night. Although they didn't say anything, I think they should know something. So, if we are here with brother Chu, ask If there is nothing we want to know, then we will still go to them."

Speaking of this, he sneered again: "If that fair-skinned and beautiful Mrs. Qin, and that delicate and weak Second Miss Qin, if they enter our Jinyiwei's torture chamber, I believe Brother Chu will be able to guess without me telling you. Come out with the consequences."

  In the woods, there was silence for a moment.

  The cold wind brings snowflakes, whimpering.

  Luo Qingzhou was silent again, let go of the cold little hand of the girl in his arms, looked at him and said, "My lord, I've already told you that I'm not Chu Feiyang, why don't you believe me?"

   After speaking, the figure suddenly disappeared on the horseback.

   Immediately there was a "boom", and a huge golden fist suddenly appeared in front of him!

   Wang Xiang's face changed, and the wind howled all over him, and he punched him!

   "Boom!"

He was thrown flying by a punch, his arm broke instantly with a "click", and his whole body flew out of the horse's back, flying backwards for a distance of more than ten meters, and then he fell heavily with a "bang". fell to the ground.

  Bang   "Kuang! Bang! Bang!"

  At this time, the twenty or so Jin Yiwei came to their senses and drew their swords hastily.

  Wang Xiang endured the severe pain, jumped up from the snow, and said with horror on his face: "Great... Great martial artist!"

  Luo Qingzhou landed in front of him, with golden light shining on his fists, he looked at him expressionlessly and said, "Do you believe it now? Then Chu Feiyang is only a mere middle-stage martial artist, are you insulting me?"

  Wang Xiang's arms trembled, he was startled and horrified, he looked at him in disbelief, his eyes were full of surprise and uncertainty, and he began to doubt.

  Luo Qingzhou's clothes were loose, his fists flickered, he looked at him coldly and said: "Kneel down, apologize, I can spare your life!"

  Wang Xiang suddenly trembled, and said: "I... I am the deputy of Jin Yiwei..."

   "Boom!"

   One bang!

   Before he could finish speaking, Luo Qingzhou had already punched him!

  Before Wang Xiang could react, he was sent flying again, and with a "bang", he slammed into a big tree behind him, breaking the big tree directly.

  He held his slightly sunken chest, endured the severe pain, stood up from the ground, looked at his men, and shouted angrily: "You..."

  His voice stopped abruptly!

  Because of his twenty subordinates, there are only seven or eight left!

  A light green figure flashed swiftly among the snowflakes, the sword in his hand was shining brightly, and his dozens of subordinates had already been pierced through the throat without a sound!

   Someone was lying on the ground, not completely dead, clutching his throat, convulsing.

   Someone was still riding a horse, holding a waist knife, with blood gushing from his throat, with a dazed look on his face.

  Some people died with their eyes wide open...

  The light green figure was erratic and so fast that even he couldn't see clearly.

Wang Xiang was horrified, and without any hesitation, he bent his knees, knelt down on the snow with a "plop", and said tremblingly to the young man in front of him, "Brother, I... I mistook someone, I apologize …I…"

   "Boom!"

  Luo Qingzhou punched him on the head, his head burst directly, his brains splattered, and he was killed instantly!

"late."

  Luo Qingzhou clenched his fists, looked at his body surrounded by lightning, and said coldly: "I hate others to slander me."

   After speaking, he turned around and looked at the battlefield on the other side.

  There were two Jinyi guards, patted their horses in horror, and fled towards the woods.

  Luo Qingzhou stood still, flicked his finger lightly, and a flying sword shot out, instantly beheading the two of them and flying back.

   "Zi..."

  Lightning appeared on his fist again, and then he walked up to those Jin Yiwei who had been pierced through their throats and were not completely killed, and punched them one by one, knocking them out of their wits!

   "One! Two! Five! Eight! Eighteen!"

  He quickly wiped out all the souls of everyone.

   Then, he took out a large bag of corpse powder and sprinkled it on all the corpses one by one.

   In the blink of an eye, twenty Jinyi guards, including Wang Xiang, whose head was smashed, all melted into a pool of pus and disappeared into the snow.

   I'm afraid they would never have imagined it in their dreams. They just chased them out and wanted to ask a few words. They didn't even think about arresting people, but they were all suddenly killed without a whole body!

  The cold wind whimpered and the snow fell.

   In the woods, calm quickly returned.

Luo Qingzhou walked to the nearby grass, grabbed the snow on the ground, rubbed his hands, then walked to Xia Chan's side, took the sword in her hand, wiped it in the snow, and handed it to Xia Chan. He touched her, then patted her head, and praised: "Chanchan, yes, I have improved a lot, killed so many people, and didn't even splash a drop of blood on her body. But... some people were not completely killed, My uncle finally made up for you. Therefore, this time, my uncle killed more people than you. According to our previous agreement, my uncle will be a horse... tonight, okay?"

  Xia Chan turned around and ignored him.

  Luo Qingzhou looked carefully in the woods for a while, then suddenly looked at the horses, hesitated for a moment, and said: "Chanchan, you take our horses out first, go farther away."

  Xia Chan glanced at him, didn't ask any further questions, went to lead Lu, and walked out of the woods.

   After walking far away, Luo Qingzhou sighed softly: "I'm sorry."

   After finishing speaking, the flying sword shot out quickly, killing all the horses in an instant, and then sprinkled corpse powder one by one.

   After all the corpses had melted away, he left the woods.

  Jin Yiwei should have a lot of good things on him, but he definitely dare not touch it. If he is traced out of greed, he will kill himself.

  Walking out of the woods, he went over and got on his horse, then stretched out his hand and said, "Chanchan, do you want to sit in the front or sit in the back?"

  Xia Chan thought of the scene of riding a horse just now, and immediately walked to the back, ready to go up.

However, Luo Qingzhou grabbed her hand, pulled her up, put her in front of him, hugged her slender waist, let her buttocks close to him, and said: "Ask for your opinion, It is a gentleman's action; if you disagree with your opinion, it is a man's action. Chanchan, do you want my uncle to be a gentleman, or a man?"

  Xia Chan pouted slightly, but did not respond to him.

"Snapped!"

  Luo Qingzhou suddenly slapped her ass, hugged her tightly and said, "Let's go, let's go up the mountain to compete with swords."

   The two rode on horses and quickly disappeared into the snow.

  The traces in the woods were completely covered up by the falling snowflakes and the howling cold wind after a short time, as if no one had ever been there.

  Ling Xiaozong, Jianfeng.

  Beside the cliff, Linghu Qingzhu, dressed in blue, was blowing the flute whining against the wind and snow.

   One song.

  She looked at the small road not far away, endured it, but still didn't hold back, took out the messenger card, and sent him a message.

【come yet? 】

  The outer city of Kyoto.

  A certain mansion, in a pavilion in the backyard.

  The girl in a snow-white dress was sitting there quietly, looking down at the jade in her hand, with no clear expression on her flawless face.

  Inner City, Nanguojun Wangfu.

  In a boudoir, Nangong Meijiao was wearing a lavender nightgown, with a pair of bare snow-white slender feet, carefully applying nail polish in the room.

   On the five lovely toes of a jade foot, the pink is tender and shiny.

  At this time, the communication treasure next to it vibrated suddenly.

  She turned her head and took a look, then narrowed her eyes.

  Racing field Ah Zi: [Princess, Mr. Chu rode away the Lu horse and headed for the direction of Ling Xiaozong. He also took a girl with a sword, and the girl was held in his arms, and the two of them were on and off the horse, running very fast]

  (end of this chapter)