Chapter 13: Chance Conflict

Cloud Palace.

Inside the main hall.

"A beggar? A coachman?! ”

"When did there be so many masters in the capital?!"

"If I'm not mistaken, Qian Jiang and Qin Song are both masters above the eighth grade, how can someone easily kill them and leave with a swagger?!"

The empress frowned, and looked coldly at Leng Yue and Luo Ping who were kneeling on the ground, with a hesitant expression.

"This matter is really strange, the other party did not use weapons, I can't see the way, one was taken out of his heart, and the other was directly strangled to death by a horsewhip, it is really difficult to judge the origin of the other party!"

"Please also ask Your Majesty to give me some more time, we will definitely be able to track down the whereabouts of the killer!"

Leng Yue clenched her fists with both hands and cut it categorically.

Luo Ping, who was beside him, didn't dare to hesitate and hurriedly agreed.

"Do you remember, I said before that I would kill Li Wuji in three days! Now he didn't find Wuji, but was attacked by two mysterious killers! ”

"Isn't it that the peaceful days have been too long, and even the swords in your hands are dull!"

The empress looked at the two of them coldly, her face full of majesty.

Hearing the empress mention the three-day covenant, the two kneeling on the ground were shocked, and once again couldn't help but start trembling.

"That's it!"

"I can give you another chance! But the death penalty can be avoided, and the living sin cannot be escaped! Each person left a finger for a slight punishment! ”

The empress hesitated for a moment, but finally changed her mind and added coldly.

At this point, she can't really kill the two people in front of her, they are dead, who will continue to work for herself.

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

When Leng Yue heard this, she didn't hesitate for a moment, and as the words fell, the sword on her waist was unsheathed, and she directly cut off the little finger of her left hand!

Seeing this, Luo Ping reluctantly followed suit, pulled out the knife, and cut off the little thumb of his left hand.

"Stand down!"

"Find out as soon as possible if the second group of people has infiltrated the capital, or if the beggar and the coachman are both from Wuji!"

Seeing that both of them were punished, the empress waved her hand and gave an order to expel the guest with some impatience.

The two agreed, bowed, and hurriedly retreated.

This catastrophe can be regarded as a fluke, but the hatred for Li Wuji in his heart has increased by a few points.

With Leng Yue and Luo Ping leaving, the Red Fish Guards in the hall also retreated under the order of the empress, and only the empress was left in the main hall.

"What do you think?"

After a short hesitation, the empress asked coldly.

But it was clear that there was no one else in the hall except herself.

However, at this moment, a figure shrouded in a black robe slowly walked out from a corner not far away, wrapped in a black robe, covered with a black cloth, and only a pair of sharp eyes were exposed!

"The other party seems to be deliberately hiding his identity, and he may have some connections with the imperial court."

The black-robed man paused for a moment and replied slowly, his voice hoarse and calm, revealing a trace of bone-chilling coldness.

A middle-aged!

"Could it be Lichang's old department?!"

The empress frowned slightly, and asked in a deep voice.

"Qingxuanmen?"

"Maybe it's possible, but after the East Palace Incident back then, all the masters in the Qingxuanmen have basically been wiped out by me, and now there are two masters at least eight grades or above all at once, it seems unlikely."

The black-robed man hesitated for a moment and replied slowly.

"And what about the killers who infiltrated the palace all these years with the intention of assassinating me?! Are they weak?! ”

The empress turned her head to look at the black-robed man and asked in a deep voice.

"There are occasional people who have just entered the eighth grade."

The black robe was stunned for a moment, and slowly lowered his head, not daring to face the majesty of the empress.

"Then check! Check it out for yourself! ”

"It doesn't matter if they're in a gang or not, make sure you catch them all! What happened fifteen years ago ended fifteen years ago! ”

"Find out who is related to that incident back then, and cut the grass to the roots! No one must be allowed to fall into the hands of Li Wuji again! ”

The empress glared at the black-robed man and said coldly.

"That will kill a lot of people, and if the matter spreads, I'm afraid it will shake the other courtiers."

The black-robed man said hesitantly.

"It's come to this, I can't care so much! A secret can only be a secret! ”

The empress narrowed her eyes, and a hint of murder flashed in her eyes.

"Yes!"

The black-robed man bowed down and agreed without hesitation, not daring to say anything more.

As the words fell, he slowly stepped back, and disappeared into the corner in a blink of an eye.

...

Nine Netherworlds.

Li Wuji put his hands in his sleeves, and slowly walked in the direction of Ning Xiang Pavilion, tossing all night, his body was already obviously a little tired, and he occasionally coughed twice.

Fifteen years of imprisonment made his body much weaker than ordinary people, especially in the ten years of imprisonment in the Heavenly Prison, if he hadn't inherited the mantle of Pang Xun, I am afraid he would have died in the dark prison.

Dillon silently followed, looking a little more respectful than ever.

Although he hadn't seen Li Wuji make a move with his own eyes just now, it was absolutely impossible to kill two masters above the eighth rank in such a short period of time, and with different identities and appearances, he would never be able to change to an ordinary person.

He knew that Li Wuji was good at disguise, but he didn't expect that he would be so superb, and he could become whatever he wanted to be anytime, anywhere.

"Childe, it seems that something has happened."

Just as the two were about to return to the Incense Pavilion, Dillon suddenly noticed that a group of fierce faces had gathered at the door of the Incense Pavilion.

Li Wuji glanced at him casually, didn't say anything, and walked through the crowd casually.

Although the Nine Netherworld is divided into day and night, at this time in the past, Ning Xiang Pavilion had already closed its doors, and there were few people to be seen on the street.

In the hall, Ji Wushuang was kneeling on the ground, with a slap print on his cheek, and his hair was a little messy, looking like he had just been beaten.

Not a single guest was gone in the entire building, except for a group of shivering geisha and prostitutes, hiding in a corner not far away, not even daring to lift their heads.

A middle-aged man with a sturdy figure and a fierce look was sitting at a table in the middle of the hall, looking condescendingly at Ji Wushuang who was kneeling on the ground, his face full of mocking sneers.

Hearing the footsteps, everyone raised their heads and saw Liwuji stepping in.

Especially Ji Wushuang, who was sitting on the ground, seemed to have seen a life-saving straw, and looked at Li Wuji with expectant eyes, revealing a hint of pleading.

But Li Wuji just glanced at it, and then pretended that nothing had happened, and walked straight upstairs.

He is not a bodhisattva, he can't take care of the life and death of so many people, even he himself can't move an inch, let alone a stranger living in such a world.

For him, Ning Xiang Pavilion was just a place for him to settle down temporarily, and Ji Wushuang was just a passerby, nothing more than a little better looking than others.

But, that's all.

Watching Li Wuji walk by his side indifferently, Ji Wushuang moved his lips, and finally swallowed all the words that came to his mouth, helplessly revealing a wry smile.

"What? Want to call for help? ”

"Look at his terminally ill appearance, he can't even take care of himself, how can I save you?!"

The middle-aged man glanced at Li Wuji's back, sneered, and looked at Ji Wushuang with a wry smile on his face a little proudly, his face full of disdain.

"Even if you kill me! I won't hand over the Incense Pavilion to you either! ”

Ji Wushuang, who was originally helpless, turned his head suddenly, glared at the middle-aged man in front of him, gritted his teeth and said fiercely, as if he had mustered up all his courage.

"Hahahaha..."

"You're wrong! I don't just want Ning Xiang Pavilion, I want you! ”

"You want to die, don't you? OK! I can play you to death slowly! Let you survive and die! Do you believe it?! ”

The middle-aged man laughed wildly, grabbed Ji Wushuang's hair, and shouted arrogantly, his eyes full of crazy greed.

"I'm a woman! If you dare to touch me, the court will not let you go! ”

Ji Wushuang stubbornly glared at the middle-aged man, gritted his teeth and said.

"You're scared silly, aren't you?!"

"Have you forgotten that the Five Elements Division and the Du Ying Wei can't manage here! The Nine Nether Realm has the rules of the Nine Nether Realm! Outsiders won't interfere! ”

"I said, no one can save you!"

"I'm very hot right now, do you want to help me?!"

The middle-aged man laughed insolently while grabbing Ji Wushuang's hair and pulling it to his legs, just in front of the public.

Ji Wushuang struggled desperately, maintaining his last dignity, even if blood had gradually oozed from his scalp, he still couldn't obey.

In the corridor on the second floor, Li Wuji, who had already walked to the door, suddenly stopped.

I don't know why, he suddenly felt that today's corridor was much longer than in the past, and it seemed that he couldn't finish it.

Li Wuji stood in place, shook his head helplessly, and then glanced at the hall on the first floor.

Immediately afterwards, I saw that Dillon, who was originally standing behind Li Wuji, suddenly turned around, turned over and swept down, and rushed towards the middle-aged man who was laughing wildly like lightning...