Chapter 95 Private

There was no trace of the street that was as long as the width. The long wind blew across the street, rolled up a few leaves that had just fallen, and floated forward with Wuqi. Nie Baihong walked forward step by step at a height of three feet above the ground. Wherever he passed, the street was printed with footprints that were so clear that even the finger lines could be seen clearly.

The doors and windows of shops and houses on both sides of the street were closed one after another, and only a few brave residents were sneaking into Nie Baihong's appearance through the cracks in the window. The news of a human immortal who had cultivated into a golden elixir suddenly descending had spread throughout the street like the wind, so there was not even a single person on the street, for fear of hitting Nie Baihong, a legendary unpopular immortal.

The news of thirty people committing suicide in the city gate cave was quickly spread through secret channels. Bloody heads were still piled up in the city gate cave. The immortal who ordered thirty people to commit suicide was walking on the street. Who is not afraid? Looking at the empty street, Wuqi suddenly sighed deeply. He finally directly felt how powerful the existence of the Jindan stage was.

Nie Baihong, who was walking slowly ten feet in front of Wuqi, suddenly said in a deep voice: "Those police officers designed to falsely accuse you of death. Seeing that they are so familiar with you today, I don't know how many times have they done this kind of thing. You have to die one by one, so you don't have to take it seriously, and don't think that this sect is a cruel and easy-to-kill person."

After a while of silence, Wuqi said calmly: "If these people die, die. If the master hadn't taken action, the disciple would have rebelled violently, and he might have only killed more. But the disciple remembered that the innocent girl on the Hongjiang River a few days ago, was killed by Master with a sword."

Nie Baihong sneered, and he said coldly: "Do you think this sect killed the wrong person? Shouldn't you kill?"

Wuqi thought for a while and nodded: "If you want to kill someone, you can kill Qin Qingshui, Haoying Fenglong, Tuoba Haofeng, and even kill their whole family, destroy their entire family, and kill all the nine clans. I will never have any sympathy. But that girl is just a poor person hanging around in a brothel. Why do you kill her just because of her little mistake?"

With a slightly frown, Nie Baihong said in a deep voice: "What if this sect doesn't explain it to you?"

Wuqi raised his chest and said frankly: "On that pleasure boat, I once swear that if you were so willing to kill people, when I succeed in practicing, I will definitely kill you. I am not a good person, but if you killed that girl, it touched my bottom line."

After sneering a few times, Nie Baihong turned around and walked step by step backwards, looking at Wuqi and mockingly said, "It's up to you?"

Nodding seriously, Wuqi said seriously: "Just rely on me. I must practice faster than you."

Shaking his head with great depression, Nie Baihong smiled bitterly: "It seems that this sect has actually accepted a disciple with an overly sense of justice. But your disciple is still my mother's favourite. In the future, it will be used to strengthen the core disciple of my Rising Tian Sword Sect. If you can't kill me, what can you do?"

After sighing lightly, Nie Baihong lowered his head and thought for a while, approached Wuqi nine feet, and walked forward shoulder to shoulder with Wuqi. He sighed softly and said calmly: "This sect is also very strange. Why didn't this sect kill you with one sword now, so that it would save you saliva. However, considering that you were very similar to this sect, I will make an exception to tell you something."

Looking up at the sky, Nie Baihong pointed out and a sword energy shot the mount of the Fengshangsi who followed him and was the guide of Wuqi to death. The slut was also tactful and hurriedly jumped off the dead mount and landed far behind, not daring to get closer to half a step.

After sighing lightly, Nie Baihong said calmly: "Yan Li is my mother's husband, and my surname is Nie, so I follow my mother's surname."

Wuqi turned his head to look at Nie Baihong, wanting to hear what excuse he was going to excuse him for killing the girl on the pleasure boat. He vowed to kill Nie Baihong, but Nie Yaonu valued him so much that he gave him the Greedy Wolf Sword directly. Wuqi couldn't do the kind of thing that he had benefited from others and turned against him afterwards. A real man, even if he wanted to kill someone, he had to make it clear in advance and make a thorough explanation. Wuqi and his former master Wu Wang were not the kind of people who killed him without complaint.

Nie Baihong's face became very strange, his pupils expanded slightly, and a wisp of soul had long been flying where it had gone. He slowly said something that had been a long time ago in a tone that was almost dreamy.

That starts with Nie Yaonu's inheritance of the mantra of the Rietian Sword Sect.

More than 600 years ago, Nie Yaonu was just a woman who collected herbs in a small village outside Jidu City. She went in and out of Baiyang Mountain all year round and picked herbs and sold them to Jidu's medicinal shops for a living. That year, it was also her luck. In order to pick a "five-colored ink heart", she hung it down from the cliff with ropes. Somehow, maybe her foundation met the requirements. She entered the cave of "Swords from Hearts" and inherited the legacy of the immortal, and obtained two secrets: "Split the Sky Sword Book" and "Supplement the Heaven Array".

How could a folk woman from a mountain village know any interests? The news that Nie Yaonu got the immortal relationship quickly spread. At that time, the Eight Kings, who was in charge of the government affairs, came to visit together. Under the guise of the Crown Prince Yan Qijun. The ignorant Nie Yaonu became the royal family worship of the Dayan Dynasty. The Dayan Dynasty contributed money and established the Rising Sword Sect.

Because of the immortal ban, no one except Nie Yaonu could get any information from the Sky-Splitting Sword Book and the Sky-Supplying Formation Technique. Unless Nie Yaonu personally taught it, no one else in the Dayan Dynasty could get the corresponding cultivation techniques.

So, Nie Yaonu, who had just started practicing, suddenly fainted drunk after attending a banquet. When she woke up, she had already fallen asleep with Yan Li. The two had already achieved the fact that they were married. Some clichéd but effective methods followed one after another. Nie Yaonu, who had lost her virginity to Yan Li for the safety of her ancestral village and the safety of her childhood sweetheart, became a husband and wife with Yan Li.

So, Yan Li naturally obtained the sword technique taught by Nie Yaonu. However, Nie Yaonu, who had experienced the changes, quickly became mature. She concealed the existence of the Heaven-Buying Array Art, and the sword technique taught also lacked the most important sword energy Guiyuan chapter.

"What then?" Wuqi looked at Nie Baihong with a very gossipy gaze. He knew that this kind of gaze was easy to misunderstand and easily angered those sad people, but this was a bad trace from Le Xiaobai's soul memory. Wuqi still needed a lot of effort and a very arduous effort to get rid of these bad habits. At least now, Wuqi, when he heard the gossip Nie Baihong, all the cells in his body were burning.

Then things were natural. Nie Yaonu, who also entered the Rising Sword Sect and obtained the sword technique, died unexpectedly when he had just formed a golden elixir and was about to overcome the heavenly tribulation. He died quietly without any trace. At that time, Nie Yaonu was pregnant, and the child could never be Yan Li's - from Nie Yaonu's pregnancy to giving birth to Nie Baihong, Yan Li was in seclusion and attacking the realm of the golden elixir. When Yan Li formed a golden elixir and broke through the pass, Nie Baihong began to run around the ground.

"Before this sect was born, until our sect took over the head of the Rising Sword Sect, this sect experienced 297 assassination, almost once a year." Nie Baihong looked at Wuqi and smiled indifferently: "This sect once had seven confidant sects, that is, your seven senior brothers. They were all assassinated to protect this sect. This sect stepped on their blood and their flesh, and finally settled in the position of this sect."

After sighing softly, Nie Baihong said calmly: "This sect must kill people. No matter who is disrespectful to this sect, even if it is a little disrespectful, this sect will kill people. Those who obey me will prosper, and those who disobey me will perish. Whoever is dissatisfied? Slash it with one sword! Only by killing all the people in the world will this sect not be killed, and no one dares to draw a sword against this sect."

Looking at Wuqi, Nie Baihong shook his head and said, "The woman on the pleasure boat sneezes in front of this sect. If you have a small matter, you will not die. However, the people in the Dayan Dynasty call this sect the sect the 'Taibai Killing God'. If you don't kill her, this sect will no longer kill the god. Those who once wanted to kill this sect will come with swords again. Therefore, this sect can only kill and keep killing."

Looking at Nie Baihong with pity, Wuqi sighed softly: "You should kill Yan Li!"

Nie Baihong was silent for a while, and he lowered his voice: "If I said that the ones I want to kill most are Yan Dan and Yan Qijun, would you go and report it?" Nie Baihong suddenly giggled and looked at Wuqi with an interesting look.

After pondering for a while, Wuqi shook his head and said, "If you want to kill Jing Ke, I will tell you secretly. Yan Dan and Yan Qijun? I have no feelings for them."

If Nie Baihong wants to kill him, Wuqi will go to report the hero who is Feng Xiaoxi and Yi Shuihan. As for Yan Dan and Yan Qijun, they are not Wuqi's sons, Wuqi will care about their lives or death? If they can do such a thing to Nie Yaonu, their character is really not very good.

Nie Baihong smiled and laughed happily: "General Jing Ke? That's a man of iron. Hey, the whole Dayan Dynasty, only him and Gao Jianli, are still a pair of stupid good people! Ha, you should be the disciple of this sect in nature!"

Wuqi pondered for a moment, looked at Nie Baihong and said, "For the woman on the pleasure boat, when I form a golden elixir, I will stab you with a sword. If you don't die, this matter will be revealed. If you die, you will repay her life for her. You will be retribution for heaven! Ask yourself, the Supreme Elder has suffered pitifulness, but that woman, like the Supreme Elder back then, is just a weak woman!"

Nie Baihong's smile stagnated, his eyes were shaking, and his body suddenly trembled.

A mouthful of blood suddenly spurted out of Nie Baihong's mouth. He stared at Wuqi in a deep voice: "So that's it! OK, okay, after you achieve the golden elixir, this sect will not block you, and use your physical body to catch you with a sword! Ask yourself, ask yourself, ask yourself! Good one Wuqi, and the other Taoist genius!"

He laughed three times at the sky, and Nie Baihong suddenly lowered his voice and asked mysteriously: "For the sake of this 'asking for yourself', do you want to know a secret matter about Princess Junle? Hey, Princess Junle is having a good time with you now, and this sect doesn't want you to be slaughtered and thrown into the moat one day!"

A secret matter related to Princess Shanle? Wuqi's face changed. He whispered: "Say, I'll listen!"

Nie Baihong laughed a few times, condensed the voice into a thin line and passed it into Wuqi's ears.
Chapter completed!