Chapter 6410 The power of

Style: Romance Author: peak light rainWords: 2258Update Time: 24/01/11 20:11:23
"Zoya, listen to me now and leave quickly to find King Hulan." Master Qiku said in a low voice.

"Where is the master?" Zoya asked.

"Leave me alone, go quickly, don't delay." Master Qi Ku said in a deep voice.

Zoya didn't ask any more questions, but turned around and ran away.

"Don't let her get away."

In the distance, Master Muhua was shouting, and he noticed the little girl running.

So, a guard beside him rushed over.

"Whoever dares to come here, I'll beat him to death with one punch."

Master Qi Ku's eyes widened angrily, his eyebrows raised, and an evil aura filled the air, causing the guards who wanted to come over to pause.

He is not stupid, that man can even kill a horse with one punch, let alone a human being.

It's much easier to hit a person than a horse. He doesn't think that his neck is harder than the horse's neck.

But the new city guards didn't know the power of Master Qi Ku.

The city guard who was called over by the escort was led by Wu Huatong, a junior commander.

As soon as he heard that it was Master Muhua calling him, his whole soul seemed to be sublimated. He seemed to see his life gradually climbing and the opportunity for promotion.

As soon as he appeared, hearing the voice of Master Muhua was like hearing the sound of a fairy.

Immediately, he leaped towards Zoya like a tiger.

At this moment, in his eyes, Zoya was no longer a young girl, but a living achievement.

"Get it for me."

"Snapped!"

There was a loud noise, and he felt a buzzing in his head, and his eyes suddenly went dark.

In the eyes of others, he was punched in the abdomen by the monk, and his body floated up like a piece of rag, flying several meters away. With a bang, he fell heavily to the ground, like a puddle of mud. He couldn't move, and he didn't know whether he was dead or alive.

All the sounds around him suddenly disappeared, and almost everyone took a breath.

Zoya took advantage of this opportunity and ran away quickly.

She has perfected her running skills in the grasslands for so many years, and now is the right time.

She is not worried about Master Qiku. In her eyes, as long as Master Qiku says it's okay, everything will be fine.

A group of soldiers were stunned for a short while. When they came to their senses, under the leadership of their deputy captain, more than 20 people drew their swords and surrounded Master Qiku from all directions.

Master Qi Ku did not take action, but stood calmly on the spot, clasped his hands and recited a Buddha's name in his mouth.

"Amitabha."

"What the hell, what's the excuse, Baldhead, you dare to kill our leader, you've committed a crime, come with us."

The vice-captain wielded his sword, but he only dared to swing it from a far distance and did not dare to get close.

Master Qiku's punch had already suppressed them all.

"I'm going with you, poor monk. Please don't hurt others." Master Qi Ku said calmly.

The vice-captain was stunned. He didn't expect Master Qiku to submit.

He has never seen a strong man who could knock off his leader with one punch and then surrender obediently.

Such a powerful person cannot be defeated by more than 20 ordinary soldiers.

He insisted on speaking, but because of his identity, he had a tough talk. He had already made up his mind. As long as Master Qiku took action, he would deal with it casually for a few times, pretend to be knocked down, and forget about the rest.

My life is at stake.

But now that this happened, he didn't know what to do.

Is the bald man telling the truth? He was beginning to hesitate now.

"Donor, don't worry. Wherever the poor monk needs to go, you can lead the way..." Master Qi Ku said calmly.

Master Qi Ku took a step forward, and the vice-captain instinctively took a step back in fear.

"Okay, this is what you said, come with us!"

The vice-captain said loudly.

He spit on the ground twice to embolden himself, and then shouted to the soldiers next to him: "Why don't you ask someone to carry the commander back?"

"Everyone else, follow me!"

The vice-captain was very nervous, but at this time, he could only force himself to do it.

He asked the other soldiers to surround Master Qiku and took a few tentative steps forward.

After discovering that Master Qiku was really following him, he asked others to follow him to the city guard station.

Young Master Muhua looked at the back of Master Qiku, gritted his teeth, his eyes were gloomy and he didn't speak.

The guard next to him said: "Young master, are you just going to let him go? Could he take the opportunity to run away?"

"go home!"

Young Master Muhua stood up straight, glanced sideways at the guard next to him, and said two words.

After walking a few steps, he said again: "You shouldn't ask, don't ask, this is the last time!"

Young Master Muhua's voice was gloomy and sad, but in the guard's ears, the light sound was just like muffled thunder.

The guard shivered all over, and the clothes on his back were soon soaked with sweat.

Thinking of the eldest young master's methods, his whole body was trembling, and he did not dare to say another word.



"Is this where the city guards are stationed?"

Master Qi Ku raised his head and looked at the high floors. The three-story houses were all made of stones, with a row of low walls next to them.

There were guards standing guard at the entrance, which looked impressive.

But judging from the posture of standing guard, the city guard is really not a strong army.

He estimated that most of the low-ranking people would join the city guard, and those with ability would probably not come here.

"Take him to jail."

The vice-captain waved his hand and took the opportunity to escape.

Anyway, he has already given the order, and whether Master Qiku will follow him in next or not, it has nothing to do with him.

Seeing the deputy captain slip away, the other soldiers looked at each other.

One of the soldiers coughed twice and said with a smile: "Master, what do you think will be done next?"

This smile was indeed a bit flattering, but the soldiers beside him had no intention of laughing at him. Instead, they secretly admired his ability to bend and stretch.

"Didn't your vice-captain tell you to go to the prison and lead the way?" Master Qi Ku put his hands together and took a step forward.

The soldiers quickly shouted to the guards standing guard: "Open the gate, quickly."

The guard had no choice but to figure it out. However, he was at the bottom of the city guard anyway, so he just had to follow orders and just open it.

After entering the courtyard and walking for a while, the soldiers led Master Qiku to the door of the prison.

The prison looked ordinary, and it was also a house made of stones. There were about seven or eight buildings. Master Qiku didn't count them in detail. They came to one of them.

When I walked in, I found that there were rooms on both sides, sealed with iron bars.

"Master, look, this is the best room, a single room..."

Before the soldier could finish speaking, Master Qiku went in on his own.

"Donor, please close the door and bring some water to the poor monk."

"Okay, Master, just wait."

The soldier closed the door, turned his back, breathed a long sigh of relief, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and hurriedly ran to find water for Master Qiku.