Zhao Qing was not surprised that Ding Dian still had doubts about himself. After all, once bitten by a snake, ten years afraid of the well rope.

Ding Dian was pitted by Ling Huisi and was by no means ordinary miserable: he was pierced with a pipa bone, his hamstrings were broken, he was imprisoned for six years, tortured countless times, and his beloved was forced to swear a poisonous oath and self-destruct.

A ruthless and cunning person like Ling Weisi used Qi Fang Diyun to take advantage of Ding Dian's trick of connecting cities, and he also did it completely.

Zhao Qing smiled, glanced at Yan Daping, who fell to the ground, quietly stretched out his left hand hidden behind his back, and went to get his bamboo stick, and replied:

"Get out of this prison, you follow me, and you will soon see the evidence, which will definitely make you no longer have the slightest suspicion. I came to the prison tonight to take a look at Di Yun's situation, but now, I am ready to cooperate with you Ding Daxia. ”

"But then again, what are you two going to do with this good disciple of Mei Niansheng, Yan Daping?"

Zhao Qing's gaze stayed on Di Yun's body.

Can there be no more evidence of suspicion? What could it be?

Ding Dian frowned, and then glanced at the old beggar who was not far away, pretending to be motionless, as if he had fallen into a coma.

His expression was slightly sharp, and he shouted:

"Yan Daping, that night, on the bank of the Yangtze River, you and your two brothers worked together to murder Master Mei Niansheng for the clues of the treasure. The sin of killing a teacher is unforgivable. I happened to meet tonight, just to avenge Mei Daxia. ”

As the words were finished, Ding Dian took two steps forward, and a shadowless divine fist with a dignified divine power had already been struck downward.

The power of this punch is enough to crack the stone; Wherever the fist wind went, a gust of wind swept in the stone room.

With Di Yun's exclamation, Yan Daping rolled on the ground for half a circle, and he was able to avoid most of the punch power, but his waist and abdomen were already dripping with blood.

It turned out that Yan Daping had been raising poisons for many years and had learned many home remedies for making and using poisons, one of which was to use scorpion venom to dispense medicine, which can greatly speed up blood flow, weaken the impact of pain, and restore people's mobility.

This time, he went to rob the prison with a number of masters, and in order to be prepared, he hid a dose in his mouth early.

In fact, he was the first of all to recognize Di Yun. But out of caution, he didn't rush to strike, but wanted to wait for the moment.

As a result, all his "companions" died, leaving him alone.

After being kicked away by Zhao Qing, Yan Daping chewed and swallowed it, wanting to hide from the enemy to recover his strength and escape.

Another roll, he grabbed the bamboo stick, jumped up from the ground, held the lower end of the bamboo stick with his left hand, held the head of the stick with his right hand, divided his hands, and with a soft sound, the white light was dazzling, and there was a long sword in his hand.

The head of the bamboo stick is the hilt, the blade is hidden in the body, and the lower end of the bamboo stick is the scabbard.

And at this moment, the blue-white blade was on Di Yun's neck, and it seemed that it would be able to take Di Yun's life in the next moment.

But the blade of the sword could not move the slightest bit now, because it was caught between two fingers that were as clear as jade.

And the person who caught him was Zhao Qing.

The girl's face was filled with mockery, and it seemed that all this was expected by her.

Zhao Qing had long known that compared to others, Yan Daping had a "kindness" to Di Yun after all, and allowing Ding Dian to kill the other party directly would affect the relationship between the two.

So she set a trap for Yan Daping and stimulated him to escape.

Under normal circumstances, Yan Daping faced two masters who were far beyond him, and he had no chance to escape, so he would inevitably try to hold Di Yun, who was the weakest martial artist on the field.

In this way, Di Yun's gratitude to Yan Daping is not much.

In the future, Ding Dian analyzed him again and told Di Yun that Yan Daping taught him martial arts in order to provoke the contradiction between Wan Zhenshan and Qi Changfa, so as to solve this problem perfectly.

So under her hint, Ding Dian also vaguely guessed the situation between Yan Daping and Di Yun, and cooperated with her to make a move.

It was another Shadowless God Fist, unlike the previous punch, but this punch was almost silent.

Ding Dian's figure seemed to have disappeared suddenly, and when he reappeared, it had already slammed into Yan Daping's heart.

This "land dragon", who was famous in the rivers and lakes and secretly committed the crime of killing the teacher, lay down on the ground like a beggar and died.

……

In the silence of the night, Ding Dian whispered to Di Yun. Zhao Qing squatted aside, sorting out the things he had just collected from the corpses.

Large denominations of gold and silver tickets, a little broken silver, two sharp single knives, and a steel sword disguised as a bamboo club......

There is also a secret book with a skin woven of jet-black silk threads, which was found in the corpses of the Owl Daoists.

can withstand the explosion of gunpowder, it seems that these silk threads should be invulnerable black silk.

Zhao Qing opened the cheats and flipped through it, probably recording a unique martial art of the Kunlun faction, the Red Sand Palm, and the Seven Evil Cinnabar Palms on a higher level.

But speaking of which, the whole text of this cheats book is in traditional Chinese, and she is quite tired to see it, and she doesn't even know a lot of glyphs.

The so-called red sand palm is the palm power used by the Daoist before, which can plant hot poison in the part of the enemy's palm and leave a bloody handprint.

The Seven Evil Red Hands Practice, on the other hand, is a further level of kung fu, which can unleash seven different combinations of strength to become hot poison, somewhat like the combination of the Seven Wounds Fist and the Zhiyang version of the Xuanming Divine Palm.

According to the records in the book, this kung fu was actually created by the Sun and Moon God Sect hundreds of years ago after several generations of sect leaders.

From this point of view, it may be that the Kunlun Sect somehow obtained part of the martial arts inheritance of the Sun Moon Divine Sect and developed a simplified version.

According to Zhao Qing's judgment, once the Seven Evil Red Cultivators are completed, they can control others like life and death talismans, but their effects and difficulty in cracking are much lower.

Its practical value is also good, and it can be said to be a rather rare gain.

Putting the gold, silver, and cheats into the pocket on the inside of his shirt, Zhao Qing tried the bamboo stick sword left by Yan Daping, and felt that it was not bad, so he put it away, and the remaining sundries were discarded in their place.

She jumped out of the iron fence of the stone house, beckoned to Ding Dian, and called out, "Follow me." ”

……

The dark clouds floated by, and the curved moon hung in the night sky, like a half-open glowing eye, looking down on the earth.

In the alley outside the high walls of the prison, a group of fifty or sixty sergeants waited quietly, torches in one hand, knives and guns in the other, and from time to time someone yawned.

The leader of the team was a sturdy old man with a burnt yellow and ugly face, who was dragging his long pigtails and kicking his heels loosely at the corner of the wall.

"The fighting seems to have stopped, why hasn't anyone come out yet? Are they all dead inside? The prefect told me to wait here for the thieves to rob and escape, and he wouldn't ask me to wait all night. ”

The old man muttered to himself in a faint voice that he could only hear.

Suddenly, the upper bodies of a man and a woman poked out from the top of the high wall, and each of them grabbed a hand of sand and gravel that had just been dug out of the wall and threw it at the officers and soldiers below.

Only a whooshing sound could be heard, and the sergeants were hit by the sand and fell to the ground.

The old man Geng Tianba raised his head and looked up, only to see a black shadow dangling from a high place, and a sudden pain in his forehead. After a muffled grunt, he also fell to the ground.

On the eaves of the bungalows in Jingzhou City, two figures one in front of the other, seem to be chasing.

"Where are you going?"

"Tianning Temple in the west of the south of the city."