Thundered......

A muffled thunder sounded, and rain finally fell from the gloomy sky.

This did not interrupt the progress of the Dianluo Conference, and the duel on the Dianluo platform continued. Wei Yang of Xiafeng Academy showed amazing talent and strength, but there was silence on the stage, no one was amazed, no one noticed, except for the examiner in charge announcing Wei Yang's victory, almost everyone else gathered on the side of the platform.

From this location, you can enjoy a panoramic view of District 3 East Avenue. Everyone was chasing Qin Sang, who had jumped off the platform, and looked here, and finally witnessed a heart-palpitating fight. Even if you can't see it after turning to another street, the crowd still gathers in this location and hasn't dispersed for a long time. It wasn't until it rained at this time, and everyone thought of ways to cover the rain, so they dispersed, but even so, no one paid any attention to Wei Yang, who raised his right arm on the stage to show off his victory.

Wei Yang was a little annoyed, these idiots, they didn't know what to go to see, they actually missed the wonderful table of this day's genius, but in the next second, Wei Yang immediately saw that everyone was scattered, but Wei Tianqi was still standing in that position, with his back to the dueling table, motionless.

"Little City Lord!" Wei Yang got down from the stage and hurried to Wei Tianqi's side to help him cover the rain.

Wei Tianqi turned his head and glanced at Wei Yang, his face pale. No matter how cold the rain was, it couldn't compare to the chill that rose in his heart at this time. In his mind, the scene where Lu Ping tore off Wei Chong's arm and broke Wei Chong's neck appeared over and over again, and he wanted to vomit.

Rain, blood, and water soon mixed together, flowing quietly on the street. The guards of the inner city of Chiling City were nowhere to be seen when there was a fire in the streets. By this time, the qiē had ended, and a group of guards wearing straw hats and raincoats appeared silently on the street. The corpses were neatly packed into body bags one by one.

District 3 East Avenue was quickly cleared. The captain of the third team sighed. Fortunately, nothing else happened. As he walked through the street with his team, the captain of the third team glanced at the street where he was turning right.

The street has been cordoned off, and at the corner of the street are the members of the first team of guards. The captain of the third team didn't dare to step forward at all, the first team of guards was an elite cronie directly under the control of the city lord Long Yuan, and any ordinary member of the first team would have more weight than him, a captain-level person, because they always represented the will of the city lord.

Not to mention. The captain of the third team also saw Jia Qian, the captain of the first team of guards, the right-hand man of the city lord Long Yan, who was standing outside a house at this time, and several of his subordinates went in and out, moving several corpses out and lining them up on the street. At the door of the house, a young man and a woman stood quietly, and no matter how heavy the rain fell, it could not wash away the blood stains on their bodies.

Hurriedly glanced at it. The captain of the third team had already walked past the street, and he did not dare to linger. He didn't dare to ask, even if he was very curious.

Jia Qian was also very curious at the moment. As soon as he came, he tried to perceive Lu Ping's realm, but what he perceived was a being like an ordinary person. When he didn't have the power of courage, this young man's hiding of the power of spirit was extremely thorough.

Born to be a killer!

The amazing hidden methods, the simple and decisive killing, made Jia Qian can't help but have a cognition and evaluation of Lu Ping.

"You did it?" said a question he had known the answer to, but only to break the silence.

"Yes. Lu Ping replied.

"Take it away. Jia Qian didn't say much. A qiē looks like he's looking for a killer who is doing a crime on the street.

The two team members walked to Lu Ping's left and right, Lu Ping didn't resist, but he didn't mean to cooperate, he didn't pay attention to the two people at all, just looked aside. A member of the first team of guards bent forward, put Ling Ziyan's body into a black body bag, carried it to his shoulder, and left quickly with the others.

"Where will she be taken?" Lu Ping asked suddenly.

"It doesn't matter where you go for the dead. Jia Qian said.

Lu Ping was silent.

"And where am I going to be taken again?" Lu Ping suddenly asked again.

"Listen to the city lord's fate. Jia Qian said in an unquestioning tone, and then waved his hand to the two men, and at the same time began to be on full alert. Although this was his first contact with Lu Ping, his intuition had already told him that this young man was by no means a person who would be obedient lightly. His injuries were severe and he looked tired, but when he noticed what he cared about, the whole person was immediately completely different. Some people's limits can never be grasped.

"I don't really want to go. Lu Ping was really not very obedient.

"That's not up to you. Jia Qian's strength has begun to flow, what kind of combat power can Lu Ping burst out in this state, to be honest, he has some expectations, he didn't even instruct others, he just waited for himself, he wanted to test Lu Ping's depth in person.

As a result, he didn't wait for Lu Ping to break out, but waited for another voice.

"He's not going anywhere!" the voice was also unmistakable, and the speaker could be heard to be in an extremely bad mood.

Jia Qian turned around and saw Qin Sang. His face was like frost, but he didn't look at him, Kui Ying's sword was clenched in his hand, and he pointed to the team members who were carrying Ling Ziyan's body bag at the front: "Put it down for me." ”

In other words, if it is an ordinary guard, I am afraid that few dare to disobey the meaning of Miss Qin. But right now, it's a team of guards, and the absolute cronies of the Zhiling City Lord, if they are swayed, they can't afford this trust. He heard Qin Sang's shouting, but he didn't stop, let alone put it down, but continued to finish what he was doing.

"Let you put it down, do you hear it!" Qin Sang was about to step forward. Jia Qian frowned, although he was unhappy with Qin Sang's actions, but the stubbornness of his subordinates also made him a little puzzled. It is certainly commendable to carry out one's duties resolutely, but what is being done at the moment is nothing more than such an inconsequential matter as collecting corpses. The rest of the team members carrying the body bag had already stopped, but the one who was pointed at by Qin Sangjian walked faster and faster.

"What person!" Jia Qian realized that something was wrong, and immediately attacked, striding towards this person, and the fear in his heart was even more than that of Lu Ping.

The one who carried the corpse was undoubtedly not his subordinate, but he somehow mixed in with them, and he didn't notice it at all.

"Stop!" Qin Sang was extremely depressed in his heart, seeing that these people didn't even let go of Ling Ziyan's corpse, and they didn't know what outrageous means they had, they couldn't bear it anymore. With this sword, even the rain in the sky and the earth was driven, and with the sword momentum, it was stained with the light of the streamer flying. Before the sword arrived, the sword light gathered by the rain instantly condensed behind the man.

Brush......

The sword light collected by the rain passed through, but it was only a raincoat that fell in the wind and rain.

No one saw what kind of body technique was used, no one saw what movement this person performed, and in just a moment, he was already standing on the roof beside him. The body bag containing Ling Ziyan was still on his shoulder, and he took off his raincoat, his coat was fluttering in the wind and rain, and the word "thief" in the middle of the vest seemed to fly out.

Jia Qian's expression froze, and he immediately stopped his pursuit, and quickly stopped all his subordinates with his eyes. Qin Sang didn't give up, with a twist of his wrist, the sword light slashed towards the roof again, but only half of it was cut out, and the sword light suddenly fell, and a person appeared beside Qin Sang coldly, and pressed her hand stiffly, without waiting for Qin Sang's reaction, he had already rushed to protect Qin Sang.

"Miss, let's go!" Kuzhu looked at the word "thief" flying in the wind and rain like a demon, and was ready to die.

thief, just this one word, this is his name, no matter how much decoration there is, it can't compare to the purity of this word.

Among the six powerhouses in the world, the only one who has never shown his name or even revealed his true face.

Tired of lying down...... (To be continued......)