"Jiang Li, let go of Mr. Li and go back to your Lanhong Pavilion!"
An anxious shout suddenly sounded behind him. Jiang Li looked back and saw Jiang Xuanyao, the ninth son of the Hou Mansion, and his mother Ning rushing over, followed by many domestic slaves and maids.
"In the dead of night, Brother Ninth is not resting in his room to recuperate. Why did he come to Yinwu Pavilion to pay his respects to Father?"
Jiang Li stopped, smiled and saluted: "I captured an assassin in the courtyard and was about to hand it over to my father. I happened to meet him with Ninth Brother."
"Jiang Li, stop pretending to be confused. If you still want to live peacefully in the Hou Mansion from now on, please release Mr. Li as soon as possible. I can forget about tonight's incident!"
Jiang Xuanyao rushed forward, pointed at the soldiers around Jiang Li, and scolded him coldly: "Get out of here, you bastards. This is a private matter between our brothers. How dare you get involved with it, even if you have many brains! "
"Ninth Young Master, it is our duty to guard the safety of the Marquis Mansion!"
The soldiers were all afraid of Jiang Xuanyao and his second wife Ning, but they were even more afraid of Jiang Shirong, the Marquis of Zhenwu.
If he didn't know about Li Jia's assassination, it would be fine. At most, he would be blamed for neglecting his duties and lack of ability, and at most he would be given a slap in the face.
But now they not only know it, but they have even arrived outside the gate of Yinwu Pavilion. If they leave like this, they will be committing the serious crime of colluding with suspects, dereliction of duty and perverting the law.
At the very least, he will be dismissed from his military position and sent to a 20,000-mile ban.
"Why, you didn't even listen to my orders?"
At this time, Mrs. Ning also arrived panting, frowning and scolding in a high-pitched voice: "You scornful slaves, the words of the eldest lady are orders, but the words of Yao'er and I are not!"
"Please, Second Madam, please don't embarrass us. If the Marquis knows that we are leaving, he will have to skin us!"
The soldiers of the government were in a dilemma, so they could only bow and salute, and apologize with a bitter cry.
"You bunch of bastards, you see me being punished by my father, and you think I have lost power, so you can look down on me and ignore me?"
Jiang Xuanyao was so angry that he rushed into the soldiers, punched and kicked him, and yelled: "The martial arts examination will be held in more than a month. I am bound to win. When I get the top prize, you guys still dare to look down on me!"
"Ninth Young Master, calm down, calm down!"
The soldiers did not dare to resist or evade. They could only stand there and suffer Jiang Xuanyao's anger. In just a few breaths, more than a dozen soldiers were kicked down and begged for mercy.
"Is this all Ninth Brother can do? If you want to kidnap this assassin, just come to me. Why are you trying to show off your power with the soldiers?"
Jiang Li picked up Li Jia, who was like a dead dog in his hand, raised it with one hand, and looked at Jiang Xuanyao, who was like an angry beast with a bit of disdain.
"Jiang Li, this is what you said!"
Jiang Xuanyao grabbed a captain of the Imperial Army and aimed his iron fist at his head, intending to hit him hard.
Hearing Jiang Li's somewhat joking voice, he turned back angrily, his handsome and tough face showing a fierce and ferocious expression under the light of the fire lamps along the road.
"You have been cultivating your qi with that short-lived ghost Mo Yunliang for a while, and you can learn from it today!"
Jiang Xuanyao let go of the Fu Bing Xiao Lieutenant in his hand, turned around, and suddenly launched his attack, charging towards Jiang Li like a wild beast.
Every step he took, the soles of his feet hit the ground, crushing the several-inch-thick stone slabs. His fists were as sharp as drills, and the air retreated in front of him.
He rushed in front of Jiang Li in three steps, with energy and blood all over his body. He was taller, and his rising figure cast a shadow over Jiang Li.
"Brother Ninth is quite impatient!"
Jiang Li smiled. The small white pill he had been holding in his hand was ejected with his fingers. It hit Jiang Xuanyao's collar and burst out with puffs of pollen.
Jiang Li spun his steps and grabbed Li Jia, and in the air flow stirred up by Jiang Xuanyao's charge, he whirled and floated like a flower leaf, and missed the latter's fist.
It is the top movement technique of Huaxiao Dao Sect, "Wind Rolling Flower Afterimage"!
"When did you learn the movement skills of Hua Xiaodao!"
Jiang Xuanyao was secretly shocked, but he directly recognized the inheritance origin of Jiang Li's movements.
Unlike Jiang Li and Jiang Xuanxin, sons of concubines, Jiang Xuanyao had been taught by famous martial arts masters since he was a child, and he could freely enter and leave the library of the Marquis Mansion, and he had extensive knowledge of martial arts in the world. His horizons and knowledge were definitely not comparable to those of Jiang Li and Jiang Xuanxin.
However, he was well-informed, and without Jiang Li having to say anything, he recognized the origin of the pills slapped on his collar!
"The Falling Flowers Fan, Jiang Li, you are so sinister!"
Jiang Xuanyao's strength dissipated in an instant, and with the remaining force, his body rushed forward, but Jiang Li, who turned around, grabbed the collar behind his neck and carried him back.
Jiang Li flicked his arm and threw Jiang Xuanyao high into the air. A soldier next to him grabbed a spear from his hand.
He held the halberd in one hand, and with one movement of his arm, he threw out thousands of stick shadows, which hit Jiang Xuanyao hard on the body, making a dull sound of bang bang bang.
Jiang Xuanyao is a giant martial artist with strong muscles and hard bones, but all his strength has dissipated. No matter how strong his skin and muscles are, he cannot muster the strength to withstand the blow.
When the shadow of a spear or stick hits the body, although it is difficult to seriously injure the bones, injuries to the skin and flesh are unavoidable.
Waves of severe pain hit Jiang Xuanyao, like a raft being caught in the violent wind of the angry sea. He was beaten with bruises all over his body, wailing and screaming.
"Stop it, you little beast. Do you know what you are doing? You, a remnant of the Qin Kingdom, deserve to be cut to pieces with a thousand knives. Who are you? How dare you hit my son!"
Ning's eyes were about to burst. How could she withstand such a scene? She screamed heartbroken, scolding Jiang Li, and angrily scolding the domestic slaves and nearby government soldiers, "A bunch of slaves who are just waiting to die, what are you doing standing there in a daze?" , hurry up and kill Jiang Li and save my son!"
"Jiang Li, let go of Ninth Young Master!"
The dozen or so slaves who followed Mrs. Ning heard the order and immediately rushed towards Jiang Li. However, with only the strength of the second level of martial arts, how could they be Jiang Li's opponent.
Before they even got close, Li Jia was whipped away by Jiang Li.
"Master Li, stop fighting!"
"If you continue to fight, the Marquis will punish you severely!"
When the surrounding soldiers heard Madam Ning's order, although they immediately stepped forward and surrounded Jiang Li, they did not rush forward directly to take action. They just yelled and shouted in a bluff.
Just as Jiang Xuanyao said, with their low status, how could they be qualified to participate in the fight between the princes of the Hou Mansion!
"Second Madam, the one I am beating today is your son!"
The shadow of the stick in Jiang Li's hand was like a curtain, and he was merciless. He swung out countless sticks in just a few seconds, hitting Jiang Xuanyao with his clothes to pieces, his skin and flesh torn, and his flesh and blood flying.
You are allowed to send people to kill me, but you are not allowed to kill me in return?
There is no such truth in the world.
After being beaten with thousands of sticks, Jiang Li felt relieved. The depression that had been accumulated in his heart for a long time was finally released today.
The true energy is also circulating rapidly throughout the body, turning faster and faster, and more and more, swaying throughout the body, almost bursting the body.
"The anger is so crazy that it rushes out of the body!"
With his thoughts focused on one point, Jiang Li suddenly shouted loudly, and his clothes suddenly swayed. He unexpectedly broke through at this moment, and a wisp of true energy flew out from his palm and wrapped around the spear.
With a flick of his wrist, the spear was like a dragon, and it hit Jiang Xuanyao hard. There was a crisp click, and the shaft of the spear broke. Jiang Xuanyao's arm sank, and the bones broke, bending at an astonishing angle!
