Three thousand four hundred years ago in the world of cultivation, August 20th.
In the woods at the foot of the Tianshan Gate, Ruan Ruibai threw the blood on the blade of his sword to the ground and looked coldly at the several shivering outer disciples who were kneeling on the ground and tied up.
"If you don't tell the truth, it won't just be as simple as getting hurt."
Jin Su'er actually sent Ruan Ruibai to investigate the matter of drugging Yi Qusheng and Zhang Qing's almost death in the mountains behind Tianshan Gate.
"Second senior brother." Ruan Ruibai's mind flashed with Jin Su'er's innocent and serious face, "I believe these two things were definitely not done by you, so..."
Ruan Ruibai's lips moved.
So you sent him to investigate? Pity his little junior sister, she doesn't understand the human heart at all.
Isn't she afraid that she really did it?
Ruan Ruibai said that Jin Suer did not understand people's hearts, but in fact he did not understand Jin Suer. Although his junior sister acted naively, she was also capable. She was able to become the acting head at such a young age, and it wasn't their master who was fooling around.
Jin Suer had countless informants in the sect and knew that these two things were indeed not done by Ruan Ruibai. These outer disciples acted on their own initiative, administered medicine, injured people, and then reported it to him, making it seem as if he had sent someone to do it.
Although he went to find Yi Qusheng immediately, he also picked up the antidote for Yi Qusheng from the dying Zhang Qing on the way.
But Ruan Ruibai did have a bad intention to make Yi Qusheng lose his reputation, so after leaving Zhang Qing behind, he went back and took Jin Su'er with him to find Yi Qusheng in an attempt to let her see Yi Qusheng's embarrassment with her own eyes.
Who would have thought that Yi Qusheng was not ruined and Zhang Qing was not dying. They were still very energetic after taking a dip in the spiritual spring.
Now Jin So'er asked him to investigate and clean up the house himself... This was not testing his loyalty.
Ruan Ruibai clicked his tongue, frightening the few kneeling on the ground.
Although he was indeed jealous of Yi Qusheng, they grew up together after all, not like real brothers but better than real brothers. Besides, the leader hasn't come back yet, so he will never cause trouble at this time and make it difficult for Jin Su'er. If these people hadn't pretended to tell him afterwards and even encouraged him, how could he have let lard fool him for a moment, and did such a bad thing as leading Jin Su'er to watch Yi Qusheng make a fool of himself.
Ruan Ruibai looked down at the blood-soaked soil, and his eyes became even colder when he noticed the blood droplets splashed on his blue robe.
Zhang Qing's blood-stained light-colored skirt was handled by him personally. The dense sword marks on her skirt were all too familiar to him.
The Tianshan Sect's secretly taught elementary swordsmanship will not directly take a person's life, but its advantage lies in the speed with which it can be executed. It can rip open a person's skin and flesh in a short time, and the blade of the sword will not be stained with blood, and only the blade will be dyed red.
Zhang Qing must have been used as a living stake by those disciples to practice swordsmanship. The holes in Luo Qun were not big, but they were very dense. Ruan Ruibai was not blind, so how could he not recognize the marks left by what kind of moves or what kind of weapons?
Only when he apologized to Zhang Qing did he find out that she thought it was Ruan Ruibai's cruelty! Not to mention Yi Qusheng, even Su'er had a vague suspicion of herself!
"How dare you ruin my reputation in Su'er's heart..." Ruan Ruibai murmured in a low voice, then raised his head and looked down at the person kneeling on the ground.
He just poked some holes in a few people and asked them if they had done these things and asked them to tell them in detail.
The answer was of course yes, they were the ones who administered the drugs and they were the ones who hurt the people.
Ruan Ruibai's eyes were dark and piercing, and he whispered like a ghost: "I practice Tianshan Sect swordsmanship every day. Since you are practicing swordsmanship with mortals as monks, why not become a stake for me? How about you? I My cultivation level is higher than yours, so even if you die by my sword, you won’t suffer a loss.”
He narrowed his eyes slightly: "As you just said to me, why should we pity the lives of weak people?"
Before Ruan Ruibai took action, the disciples stood up suddenly and ran away, shouting as they ran: "Ruan Ruibai killed someone! The second disciple of Tianshan Sect killed someone! Save...ah!!"
Ruan Ruibai's expression changed. He cut off one person's hamstring with quick eyes and quick hands, and knocked him unconscious with a knife. He looked back and saw that there were still a few people running towards the mountain gate. They were not afraid at all, and they even shouted loudly for fear of others. can not hear.
Ruan Ruibai's eyes darkened.
Damn it! How did they untie the rope! ?
If they were allowed to run into the town and yell loudly, his reputation and the reputation of Tianshanmen would suffer!
Ruan Ruibai moved very quickly, and his movements were like a ghost. In the blink of an eye, he caught up with another person, knocked him unconscious and broke his hamstring, but the remaining two were about to rush into the town.
Ruan Ruibai's face was gloomy. He couldn't catch up with those two people. They were running too fast. They must have the skills to escape!
Just as the leader was about to run out of the forest, a large transparent bell suddenly fell from the sky. The bang covered him, and the sound was also covered. He was so frightened that he sat down on the ground and held his head. The bell and his head were buzzing, and he felt that all his flesh and blood was shaking from the sound of the bell!
Yi Qusheng, dressed in red gauze, reclining on the top of the clock in an alluring manner, knocked gently, and the bell buzzed even louder. He narrowed his eyes and smiled: "Junior brother, you still lack some control skills. Can I give you this bell?"
Another man waved his hand to push away the smoke and dust stirred up by the big clock. He looked up and saw Yi Qusheng, his pupils suddenly tightened.
Oh no, the senior brother from Tianshan Sect is ambushing! He had to run outside as fast as possible!
As soon as he raised his leg, a purple light suddenly appeared in his eyes.
Then he felt a light touch on his neck, and his eyes fell to the ground, looking at his still standing body.
Huh? Are these his shoes? Why can I see it from this perspective...
The last thing in the man's sight was a pair of smooth feet, avoiding the bloody soil and stepping on a clean black stone.
Zhang Qing wore cyan practice trousers on his legs and a white vest on his upper body. He stood barefoot next to the corpse with an indifferent expression.
Ruan Ruibai looked at Zhang Qing who had just taken action and frowned slightly.
"Thank you, brothers and sisters."
Are these two people spying on me? Then So Ah might be watching nearby.
Zhang Qing became his fourth junior sister. After getting along with her for a month, he was no longer afraid of her. However, after talking with her, he felt more and more that this junior sister was murderous, which frightened him.
Zhang Qing later revealed her amnesia to Ruan Ruibai and Jin Su'er in a cryptic manner, saying that the exercises she practiced were the few memories she still preserved, and were not comprehensive, but they were becoming more and more apparent as she practiced. .
When others practice thunder-based skills, most of them are very loud, and the sound of fighting can deafen others in minutes. Not to mention the physical training, the fight was so loud that everyone in the world wanted to know about it.
Zhang Qing's Purple Thunder makes no noise when operating and has no momentum when fired, but it can kill people silently. The physical practitioner fights without weapons, and the purple thunder attaches to her hands and feet, which is extremely powerful.
Ruan Ruibai frowned and looked down at the corpse.
The fractures in his neck were all scorched by electricity, and not a drop of blood came out. He didn't mind the two men secretly monitoring his behavior. After all, he was now doing a good job, they were happy to spy on him, and he was happy to clear his name. But he didn't expect Zhang Qing to kill someone in front of him.
This was the first time he had seen a murder situation, and he couldn't accept it, and his face turned ugly for a while.
