Late at night, near Yangcheng Pier.

"If I hadn't taken Lu Shaohua down for interrogation, I really didn't expect that the Six Doors God Hunting Jin Jiuling would be the embroidery thief who committed the crime recently. And when he came out of the boat from boat to ship, he immediately took him down and asked where the treasures were."

The gray-robed man suddenly condensed his true qi and used the method of sound transmission to face the faceless man on the side.

Lu Xiaofeng, who was not too far away, didn't react, just stared at the big ship by the dock.

The so-called sound transmission into the secret means that a person with the highest internal strength can converge his own sound waves freely, and pour them into the ears of any person at will, but others cannot hear them.

This kind of kung fu is simply unheard of by ordinary people in the rivers and lakes; is a first-class player in the rivers and lakes, and most people have always thought that this is just a myth in the legends of the rivers and lakes.

"As for Lu Xiaofeng, who was guarding outside, it seems that he really wanted to know what happened to Jin Jiuling walking out in the middle of the night to meet people."

The gray-robed man lifted the hat on his head, looked at the night sky, and sighed, "Just guide him in other directions. In the future, when I have free time, I can drink some fine wine with him."

The Faceling nodded, swept out of his hiding place, and came to Lu Xiaofeng's side.

A cold voice rang out, "Come with me, if you don't want to go to hell."

He had no lips, and his voice sounded like he had come from hell, tempered by demonic fire.

Lu Xiaofeng was originally caught in the thoughts related to Jin Jiuling, when he suddenly heard a ghostly voice and saw a ghostly and terrifying person.

"Who are you?"

"Soul Charmer."

"Why should I go with you?" Lu Xiaofeng secretly used his skills, knowing that the other party could come to him silently, and he was undoubtedly a top master.

"You don't understand? Don't delay the old knife handle." The Soul Emissary looked at him coldly, his eyes looking like a crater that had just erupted lava, scorching hot and dangerous.

His voice was slow, eerie, and harsh, because he had no lips.

Those who have not seen him can never imagine what it is like for a man without lips to speak. It was an indescribable mystery and horror.

However, Lu Xiaofeng had no fear on his face and said, "I don't understand, what are you stopping me for. I haven't heard of it at all. What does it have to do with me when a stranger has something to do?"

He suddenly smiled, "Although there are many shameless people in this world, none of them have done it as thoroughly as you."

With a dragon groan, the sword of the Soul Hooker was unsheathed.

There seemed to be a flash of lightning in the night sky, and a cold light stabbed straight towards Lu Xiaofeng.

His shot didn't seem abrupt, and there was no change between moves, but it was too fast, too fast.

Lu Xiaofeng stepped back sharply, stretched out his hand, tried to clamp it with two fingers, retracted it halfway, turned around and ran.

Only now did he discover that the martial arts of the Soul Envoy were even higher than he had imagined, whether it was light skills or swordsmanship, they all had a level similar to that of Ximen Blowing Snow.

Seeing that the soul seduction messenger had led Lu Xiaofeng away, the old knife handle pressed the bamboo hat, lowered his body, and hurried away in the direction of the big ship.

In his thoughts, the sound of fighting on the ship was mostly Jin Jiuling secretly trading with some secret organization, and then eating black.

After all, the vast majority of the goods obtained from embroidery are not directly usable gold or silver, but must be traded with the right people.

It's best to lose both sides and take them all in one fell swoop.

……

At the same time, Zhao Qing looked at Gong Jiu's room in the cabin for a while, and slapped his palm on Jin Jiuling's body. Two hot and cold internal forces entered his body, waking him up from his coma.

He Shangshu, Xiaomu and the other three people had been brought back by her, piled together, and each was gently pierced into the acupoint on her chest by several embroidery needles.

This is the inspiration she got from Cui Baiquan of Tianlong Babu.

Murong Bo embedded three chess pieces in Cui Baiquan's chest, making him unable to take them out and tormented. As long as you use a slight force and hit your acupoint, you will faint immediately, and you will not wake up for two hours.

He Shangshu and others were pierced into the steel needle, and at the same time, they could not be used forcefully or removed, otherwise they would be quite self-pointed, and the pain was endless.

Zhao Qing skillfully pierced the embroidery needle made of refined steel, although it also meant punishment, but in fact, it was more to make an attempt to see if the little old man Wu Ming could help his subordinates solve this problem, so as to judge his general situation.

Jin Jiuling woke up from a coma, realized his current situation, and knew that he had no power to resist, so he said coldly: "Although I don't know who Your Excellency is, I must have recognized my identity."

"Is it the so-called first god of the Six Doors in the past 300 years, or is it the embroidery thief who mutilates his friends and robs money? Make it public." Zhao Qing also said coldly.

Jin Jiuling's pupils shrank suddenly, and there was an unconcealable surprise in his voice: "Embroidery thief? What does it have to do with me? You're not trying to frame me, are you?"

"It has been nearly 30 years since I entered the public service at the age of thirteen, and I have never done anything against the law, and no one will believe me no matter what kind of crime I am charged!"

He used his hands and feet together, his body kept retreating, but his tone was quite solemn:

"I am both the former chief of the Six Gates and the current head of the Pingnan Palace, and I have many friends in the court. Don't try to plan anything from me, no matter how high your martial arts are, under the thousands of troops of the imperial court, you will not be pleased."

"Maybe you don't know, once I lose the message, Lu Shaohua, Meng Wei and others will immediately help me contact friends in the court."

Zhao Qing smiled and said, "You don't think what you're doing is seamless, right? What the Invisible Organization knows, I know very well. Still talking about the imperial court, several masters are busy arresting you?"

She pointed to the big iron cone on the ground that was divided into two sections, and said, "Where did your iron cone kung fu come from? As far as I know, the famous big iron cone martial arts in the rivers and lakes are all inherited from the Heavenly Hammer Daoist Blue Sky Hammer in the past."

"Iron Cone Kung Fu? That's what you're asking? Come to think of it, it was one night twenty-five years ago, and I ......."

Jin Jiuling was silent for a while, but still answered, and delayed time by telling stories, hoping that there would be variables.

And sure enough, he waited for someone who seemed to come to save him.

The old knife handle floated silently into the hole above the room, and suddenly swept by, grabbing Jin Jiuling who fell to the ground.

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