Wang Qing landed on the deck. The wide deck of the big ship was empty.

There was a faint sound in the cabin, the sound was weak and muffled, if it wasn't for Wang Qing's strengthened hearing, he wouldn't have been able to find it.

But even if he heard it, Wang Qing couldn't tell where the sound came from.

He pulled out the shattered star and stepped into the cabin.

Generally speaking, a veteran of the rivers and lakes would never easily step into the room in such a strange situation.

The sudden change of light inside and outside the room can easily produce a momentary trance. This is extremely dangerous.

But for Wang Qing, it doesn't matter.

The divine consciousness is released, and he is not afraid of sneak attacks.

It's just that the situation of the divine consciousness coming back makes Wang Qing frown.

After all, the scan of the consciousness is different from what the eyes see, it is a world without color, blurry and difficult to discern.

For Wang Qing, the greatest function of the divine sense is to capture objects with high-speed motion changes, especially some fast speeds that exceed the limits of the eye.

But for motionless objects, the effect of consciousness is less pronounced.

According to the divine feedback, there were about twenty people behind the door, but they were a little strange and did not move at all.

Ambush?

Wang Qing couldn't be careful, he really offended a lot of people during this time.

Before the man entered the house, he handed the broken star in.

Suddenly, a ray of lightning flashed, condensing into a dense ball of electricity at the tip of the Shattered Star Sword.

In a crackling electric explosion, the electric ball exploded. It wasn't too powerful, but it burst out with an extremely bright flash in an instant.

Subsequently, Wang Qing rushed into the cabin and protected his whole body with a Tianji sword. Only then did he look around.

Hiss!

Take a gasp.

More than 20 corpses were neatly stacked against the wall. Looking at the clothes, most of them were sailors, and there were some servants. Only two or three are dressed up.

The only thing in common is that there is only a shallow knife mark on the throat.

Wang Qing wants to say that he kills people, eh, or kills monsters, it can be said that there are tens of thousands. But the corpses, he really hadn't seen much, especially so many, put together. The impact on him can be imagined.

Fortunately, when the frontier was in Jiangxi, the NPCs under his command killed people, and there were also corpses. Although his subordinates found that Wang Qing was a little uncomfortable with the corpse, they would try to avoid his sight and clean it afterwards. But he has seen it anyway, although he has been impacted, but he is not out of shape.

Burst!

A slight noise came from around the corner of the hallway ahead.

This time, Wang Qing heard it clearly, it was like the sound of a sharp knife entering the flesh.

Hurriedly raised his sword and walked forward.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he turned the corner of the corridor, Wang Qing was completely shocked, his stomach was peristalsis, and he almost vomited.

Although the ship is a big ship, after all, the space is limited, and the corridor is bound to not be too wide. It's just over a meter.

But in this corridor, which was neither long nor wide, there were nearly twenty people in black.

And it is clearly divided into two groups, although the clothes are similar, it can be clearly seen that one wave of water stains on the body is not exhausted, and it is still dripping, and the other wave is dry.

Both groups of people were holding the same thin daggers, and they were not afraid to stab each other in the face of death.

It was an eerie picture.

There were already seven or eight corpses lying on the ground, but the two sides seemed to turn a deaf ear, brandishing daggers to themselves.

The dagger can be said to be undisciplined, or it can be said to be exquisite.

There is no defense in the whole process, and all the techniques are to stab the opponent's vital points faster and more accurately.

The dagger is small, but it is long. The thin blade body does not bring out much blood even if it is pierced.

The two sides shot quickly, and as soon as Wang Qing turned around, he saw that the four people who were squeezed in front of each other had already stabbed each other three or four times.

Eight people were squeezed to the ground in front of them, left and right, and there was no room to dodge.

What surprised Wang Qing the most was that even though these people were bloodshot and their faces were distorted, none of them exhaled in pain. Instead, they stabbed at each other more frantically.

This is not a killer, Wang Qing denied the previous speculation for the first time.

The profession of a killer, to put it bluntly, is to take people's money and eliminate disasters with people. The emphasis is on professionalism, concealment and suddenness. Once things can't be done, running away is something every killer must learn before learning to kill. As the saying goes, if you miss a blow, you will be thousands of miles away.

No killer is so deadly.

The performance of these people reminded Wang Qing of a group of people who were about to disappear from the history books, dead soldiers.

Unlike the death squads formed with honor and blood in the army, the dead soldiers are more playthings in the hands of the powerful.

It is a kind of walking corpse that has been brainwashed and even controlled by drugs, and has almost lost its humanity.

Wang Qing became interested all of a sudden.

Now there seem to be only a few people who can afford to play the dead.

This is a taboo in the rivers and lakes, and the martial arts sect does not dare to play. There are some medicine slaves in the five poisons, but on that side, they live far away from the border and rarely interact with the Central Plains. The second one is to control the people who come to the door to provoke, or to act as a traitor in the territory of the five poisons, and they are heinous. This barely caused a crusade from other sects, but it still had a bad reputation.

In the Central Plains, those who dare to blatantly raise dead soldiers are only royal.

The arrival of Wang Qing broke the previous balance.

Both sides stared at Wang Qing vigilantly, except for the eight people who were still concentrating on slashing people.

On the side of the wet suit, a few people turned around, holding daggers, guarding Wang Qing.

But no one spoke, and the scene froze for a while.

"Who's coming?"

A question came from the depths of the cabin.

Wang Qing hesitated, he really couldn't figure out the situation in front of him, so he simply pulled out the six doors and took the blame.

"I am a bronze medal of six doors, passing through here, I found a murder, and I went inside to check. Who are you waiting for, quickly report the identity and origin. ”

Six doors?

The man in the cabin muttered, is the current six doors credible?

No matter, let's be a dead horse as a live horse doctor.

"Little brother, the old man is the right minister Zhao Ruyu, who was framed by a traitor and demoted to an official. When you encounter a bad guy on the way, you hope to save it. ”

Zhao Ruyu? Wang Qing's mind was racing, and the information he had recently received and the historical knowledge he had learned before were quickly combined, and he quickly understood who he was.

also quickly used the dead soldiers on both sides, and there was a guess in his heart.

Shattered Star shook and struck at the wet-clothed dead.

Although these dead soldiers are not afraid of death, they are no more than third-rate strength at the highest. While brainwashing assures loyalty, it also destroys their talent for martial arts. The kind of biochemical means of the five poisons is not something that everyone is qualified to play.

Wang Qing shook his hand and sprinkled Dao sword qi, cutting leeks like a leek, and instantly harvested a piece of human head.

Although the dead soldiers who came to attack were dead, the dead soldiers under Zhao Ruyu still did not dare to relax, and stared at Wang Qing cautiously.

Zhao Ruyu, who was hiding inside, was also worried in his heart.

Who wants to kill him, he knows it. The previous dead man could still resist reluctantly, but this later six doors caught fast. Even if he didn't know martial arts, he knew that a person who could easily kill those dead soldiers would not be more difficult to kill the dead soldiers on his side.

He has been in a high position for a long time, and he is still clear about the virtues of the six doors. In just a split second, it was determined that this person was by no means a six-door person, or, at least, not a six-door person.

"Stand down!"

A majestic voice sounded, and the dead retreated in an instant.

A group of servants rushed out, and although they were terrified, they still endured, and quickly pulled away the corpse with their hands and feet, and cleaned the blood. It's also a shame that Wang Qing didn't have any residue left, and it was easy to clean up.

"Little brother, please come in for a while."

When Wang Qing heard this, he hugged his fist in a chic manner.

"Then disturb it!"