"Be careful, his needle is poisonous?"
Seeing Jin Jiuling abandoning him and rushing towards Song Qian, Xue Bing exclaimed.
On the other hand, Lu Xiaofeng, who wanted to catch up, saw that Jin Jiuling changed his target to Song Qian, his expression became a little subtle, and even a little sympathetic.
You can’t offend anyone, but you must offend that person?
Even if you challenge Song Xuan without overestimating your ability, there is a high probability that you will end up with a whole corpse. In the end, you have to mess with that female Shura, and it will be difficult to even think about dying now.
"late!"
Jin Jiuling sneered. He could climb from Xuanyi Wei Xiaoqi to the position of Qianhu. How could his own abilities be ordinary?
His body skills suddenly advanced to another level, and a shadow suddenly arrived. The flying needle in his hand was wrapped with cold light, and it pierced Song Qian's face like a gust of wind and rain.
With just one needle, he can blind the opponent's eyes and subdue them directly. As an embroidery thief, he has blinded many masters, including this one.
Bang!
The expected stabbing of Song Qian did not happen. Instead, the silver needle in his hand pierced an ice wall, and ice shards fell like snowflakes, staining his hair and clothes everywhere.
"What's this?"
This was the first time Jin Jiuling encountered such an opponent. The strength Song Qian displayed did not look like martial arts, but more like Taoist five-element magic.
"I want to see how much ice you can block!"
Jin Jiuling did not believe in evil, and three silver needles appeared in his hand again, and he used his strength to stab forward again.
boom!
The silver needle pierced straight and resounded like a bell, making the tiles of the houses in Qianhu's yamen buzz.
This time, he pierced three ice walls in a row, and the embroidery needle in his hand broke. However, Song Qian's figure still did not catch his eyes, surrounded by groups of light blue ice walls.
"What the hell?"
Jin Jiuling looked like he had seen a ghost. The next moment, he saw the broken ice fragments gathered together in an instant and turned into a long ice sword, piercing straight towards him.
Before the ice sword arrived, an extremely cold breath hit his face, stinging Jin Jiuling's pupils with great pain, and his vision even began to blur.
Jin Jiuling's eyes were about to burst. He ignored the severe pain and pulled away, trying to escape from this place.
He knew that as long as he escaped today, he would have to bear the reputation of the Embroidery Thief and live in exile in the future, but now he could no longer care about that.
Song Qian, who was thought to be the weakest, was so strangely powerful, so wouldn't her brother be even more powerful?
If he doesn't leave, if several people join forces to surround him, no matter how good his Qinggong is, he won't be able to withstand several people attacking at the same time.
However, the moment he turned around and ran away, he heard a cry and the sound of a long sword being unsheathed.
But behind him, Song Qian's figure came like a ghost, and the long sword in her hand came in an instant like a light blue lightning.
Jin Jiuling was already panicking. At this moment, he had completely lost the courage to fight. He was using Qinggong crazily, just wanting to escape from here as soon as possible.
Tsk!
With a flash of cold light, Jin Jiuling's escape speed could not match the speed of Song Qian's sword draw. A burst of wailing sound was heard, and Jin Jiuling's galloping figure fell from the air with a thud.
"ah!!"
After falling to the ground, Jin Jiuling subconsciously touched his lower body, and all he touched was a blur of flesh and blood. Song Qian just cut him in half with a sword!
"It's much worse than Huo Xiu!"
Song Qian sheathed her sword and laughed with some disdain.
Logically speaking, Jin Jiuling was not weak in strength. Although he was a little worse than Huo Xiu, he was not capable of being cut off by such a direct sword.
But this person's courage in facing danger was far inferior to Huo Xiu's.
Back then, Huo Xiu had lost an arm to his elder brother in the jujube forest, but he still had the courage to fight with himself, and he did not admit defeat until he was exhausted.
Perhaps, this is one of the reasons why my brother treats him differently and is willing to accept him as his subordinate.
In comparison, Jin Jiuling's performance was much worse.
When the wind is favorable, the waves are terrible, but when the wind goes against me, all I can think about is running away, and I have no courage to fight to the death.
"You're a guy who doesn't deserve to be on the stage, so you can only be an embroidery thief!"
Jin Jiuling was lying on the ground, with his lower body more than a foot away from him. The two legs had been shattered into a pile of flesh and blood by the explosion of Xuan Bing's true energy.
"You made it too bloody!"
Song Xuan took a step forward, said something to Song Qian in a reproachful tone, and then looked at Jin Jiuling with concern.
"Brother Jin, look at how much trouble this has caused, everything is falling apart. My little sister took action without knowing the importance of it, making you laugh..."
Looking at Song Xuan's concerned expression, Jin Jiuling's face, which appeared distorted by severe pain, stared at him.
"Song, have I offended you before?"
"No!"
"Since I have never offended you, why did you come all the way to mess with me?!"
"What kind of hatred or resentment!"
Jin Jiuling roared hysterically, "I want you to fuck me from thousands of miles away!!!"
"This matter can only be said to be fate..." Song Xuan looked like he was destined to come thousands of miles to meet each other, "We were originally planning to go to Huashan, but who would have thought that we would meet the embroidery thief halfway? matter.
Look, isn't it just a coincidence that I caught you? "
"Is it really just a coincidence?" Jin Jiuling was a little unconvinced. People like him who like conspiracy and calculation never believe that there are any coincidences in this world.
"Perhaps you have done many evil things, and God somehow led you here!"
Song Xuan glanced at his younger sister who was starting to get bored. As a girl of luck, people would die wherever she went. This situation seems reasonable, right?
"What nonsense are you talking to him about?"
Xue Bing held a steel knife in his hand, his eyes full of murderous intent, and he was about to step forward and kill Jin Jiuling with a knife.
"You can't kill me!"
Jin Jiuling's face turned pale with fright, and he shouted: "I am the Xuanyi Guard Qianhu, a member of the emperor's personal army. If you kill me, the killers in the Law Enforcement Department will not let you go!"
When he shouted like this, Xue Bing did hesitate.
The reputation of the Law Enforcement Division is truly terrifying.
Lu Xiaofeng sneered, "Everyone will kill the embroidery thief. Do you think you can survive after your identity is exposed?"
"Embroidery Thief? What evidence is there to prove that I am an Embroidery Thief? There is no evidence to kill Xuanyi Guard's senior officials without permission. None of you will be able to escape the pursuit of the Law Enforcement Department in the future!"
"You really have something wrong with your brain!" Song Xuan walked to Jin Jiuling and looked at him strangely, "Did you get the situation wrong? I want to kill someone, do you need evidence?"
"you you!"
Jin Jiuling didn't know what to say for a while. Yes, Song Xuan and the others were also Xuanyi guards.
Xuan Yiwei wants to kill someone, does he need evidence?
Maybe it's necessary, but for Xuanyiwei, they don't just get whatever they want, like evidence?
Tsk!
As soon as Song Xuan pointed, Jin Jiuling trembled all over, his eyes were dull, and the center of his eyebrows had been pierced.
Turning around, Song Xuan looked around at the frightened Xuanyi guards and said indifferently: "I'll give you one night to find the evidence that Jin Jiuling is the embroidery thief.
Whether to get promoted and make a fortune, or to die with Jin Jiuling, you choose for yourself! "
"I will obey your orders!"
As if they had received amnesty, all the Xuanyi guards breathed a sigh of relief and began to disperse.
"Sir, are these people reliable?" Lu Xiaofeng whispered: "The things Jin Jiuling stole are definitely hidden and may not be able to be found."
"Don't worry!" Song Xuan chuckled, "You can doubt the character of people like Xuan Yiwei, but don't question their professionalism!"
