Song Xuan frowned.
"You should know what I came to Qingzhou for, right?"
"You can roughly guess it."
Yao Yue said with a smile: "Kill people and refine gods?"
Song Xuan hummed, "What I have to face next is a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood. Are you sure you want to follow?"
"Sure!"
Yao Yue hugged his arm with a smile, "I'll kill with you!"
Song Xuan pondered for a moment, then nodded in agreement.
The territory of Qingzhou is too big, and there are countless Tatar soldiers, so there is no need to worry about her coming to snatch people's heads.
"Ha~ My husband is so kind!"
At this time, Yao Yue was no longer as aloof as when she first arrived, and her delicate and pretty face was pressed against Song Xuan's shoulder, "Husband, what do you think of the blue-blooded painting I brought?
When you said you wanted to be a Sword Immortal, I was already thinking about the painting of the Yihua Palace. When I became the master of the Yihua Palace, I would give it to you, okay? "
Song Xuan rolled his eyes at her, "Are you really not afraid that your master will beat you to death?"
"She doesn't have long to live." Speaking of her master, Yao Yue's voice became a little lower. "If she fails to break through the Grand Master in seclusion this time, she will basically have to prepare for her funeral."
After finishing her words, she frowned and looked out of the courtyard.
Bang!
The door to the banker's yard was kicked open again, and outside, a group of about a hundred people, both men and women, filed in.
"Listen to the people inside, please hand over the people from my Shenlong Sect quickly, otherwise..."
Before she could finish her words, Yao Yue raised her hand and the head of the young man who was yelling exploded.
This sudden scene was truly terrifying. Many people who were about to enter the courtyard stopped one by one and subconsciously stepped back.
Yao Yue had a frosty look on her face, and murderous intent emerged from her body.
Finally meeting Song Xuan was the sweetest moment after the two met, but they were interrupted by a group of uninvited guests. This made her angry.
In front of Song Xuan, she was an obedient and sensible little wife, but to outsiders, she had always been the ruthless Young Palace Master of Yihua Palace!
"I'm going to take care of them."
Yao Yue was about to stand up, but Song Xuan held her shoulders down, "Why are you more murderous than me?"
As he spoke, he stood up, stepped out, and came to the courtyard, looking at everyone with a slight smile on his face.
"Are you from the Shenlong Cult?"
A young man in a yellow shirt emerged from the crowd and looked Song Xuan up and down, "Did you just kill our people?"
This young man has handsome features and even has powder on his face. His lips are red and his teeth are white. He looks very much like the traffic niche student before Song Xuan traveled through time.
"So what?"
"It's easy to handle if you killed me!"
The young man shouted coldly, "Do it!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a dozen boys and girls sprang out from the crowd, each with a look of fanaticism on his face, shouting the slogan "The power of the leader, bless my followers, make them invincible and invincible", and rushed towards them with swords. Come up.
As these people started to take action, a large number of believers who were still a little afraid at the back also shouted: "Master Hong will never grow old, protect my followers, and be invincible!"
As the slogans were shouted, each of these people looked like crazy demons without any fear, and rushed towards Song Xuan without fear of death.
"No!"
In a certain room, the tall and thin old man from the Shenlong Cult who was tied up looked very anxious when he saw this scene and spoke hurriedly.
But unfortunately, no one in the Shenlong Sect who had gone crazy paid any attention to him.
Song Xuan shook his head.
He is a reasonable person. Under normal circumstances, he will not kill people randomly for no reason.
The main purpose of his trip was to kill treasonous Qing soldiers, and ordinary people in the Jianghu were not on his killing list.
But now that he saw these cult members, he suddenly lost his desire to convince people with reason.
The sleeves and robes were rolled up, and the sound of cracking gold and iron could be heard. The dozen boys and girls who were the first to besieged were rolled out with their flesh and blood flying, hitting the crowd behind them, causing a scream and howl.
Song Xuan's body moved, and all the Shenlong Sect members felt a strong wind blowing by. Before they could react, they were knocked to the ground by an irresistible force. In the blink of an eye, no one among the hundreds of people could stand. on the ground.
"ah!"
"Leader, help!"
Screams came one after another. There were three people. Song Xuan did not kill him, but even so, the eyes of these three people showed endless panic. Their emotions were close to collapse, and they kept shouting for help.
"I also know that I am afraid, but it seems that it is not hopeless."
Yao Yue walked over, glanced at the dead bodies on the ground, and said with a hint of teasing in her tone, "My husband also said that I am murderous, but you are no better than me, right?"
Song Xuan was helpless, "These guys are so aggressive when they come up, they are not reasonable people. You know, I am the most annoying and unreasonable person!"
He turned his eyes and landed on the surviving members of the Shenlong Sect, "You guys, while others are rushing forward, you are retreating. Your faith is not strong enough!"
As he said that, he sneered, "Okay, stop yelling. I'm careful in my approach. It's just a few flesh wounds, not to the point of life or death."
When he said this, those people got up from the ground with a smile, and then knelt on the ground, "Thank you, young hero, for showing mercy."
A short and fat old man pointed at the dead members, "Our leader favors these boys and girls. We are nominally elders in the church, but in fact our status is not as good as these young people.
Who would be willing to sacrifice his life for such a person unless he was controlled by the leader with poisonous elixirs? "
Song Xuan looked at the short, fat old man, then glanced at the tall, thin old man who was tied up in the distance, and said with a smile, "Fat and thin Toutuo?"
"Young hero, have you heard of us?" The short, fat old man looked very excited.
The young man in front of him has ridiculously high martial arts skills. To put it bluntly, in front of this person, their leader is just a small character who can be killed with one finger.
He felt flattered that such a big shot knew their names.
Song Xuan looked at the middle-aged woman kneeling on the ground, "Then you are Mao Dongzhu?"
The woman was stunned and lowered her body a little, "I, I am Mao Dongzhu."
"You didn't go to the Qing court to pretend to be the Queen Mother?"
"Ah?" Mao Dongzhu was stunned.
Pretending to be the Queen Mother?
Is there a queen mother in the Qing Dynasty today?
Seeing his confused look, Song Xuan smiled. He was confused. Now that Huang Taiji is not dead, where did the Queen Mother come from?
"Isn't your leader Hong Antong here?"
Fat Toutuo and the other three were not surprised that Song Xuan knew the name of the leader. Fat Toutuo hurriedly said respectfully: "Back to you young hero, the leader is practicing on Shenlong Island and has not left the island."
Song Xuan continued to ask: "Tell me, what is the purpose of a group of you coming out of Shenlong Island?"
Fat Toutuo didn't dare to hide it, "The leader heard that a killing god named Song Xuan appeared in Guangdong Mansion recently, specializing in killing Qing soldiers.
The leader of the cult ordered me to leave the island just to get in touch with this person and try to make some friends. It would be best if we could win him over to join the cult.
If it really doesn't work, use poison pill to control it! "
