After hearing Song Xuan's self-registration number, the martial arts masters in front of the prefect who spent a lot of money to recruit did not hesitate at all, and turned around to flee from this place.

Joke, that's a terrifying existence of one person slaughtering more than a dozen military camps in a row, and their little martial arts is probably a joke in the eyes of others.

But unfortunately, as soon as they turned around, they heard a sword roar like thunder in the sky, and then all they saw were red sword rays.

Airplanes~~

The sword flashed, and the eyes of the masters in the mansion began to disperse, plopping and plopping, and their bodies were broken into two and fell to the ground.

The only thing that didn't die was the prefect who stood in place trembling and even had been scared to urinate.

"Hero, spare my life, I'll give you as much money as you want!"

The corners of Song Xuan's lips rose and he sneered, "Money is of little use to me. The power and money you seek mean nothing in my eyes. ”

When the words fell, Song Xuan raised his hand and flicked his fingers.

Suddenly, a little cold light suddenly burst out, enveloping the entire prefect like a starry sky.

It was visible to the naked eye that wisps of sword qi spread across the prefect's body like a spider web, causing the other party to let out a hysterical scream due to extreme pain.

The screams lasted for a long time, and the process was comparable to Ling Chi.

When Song Xuan turned to leave, the prefect's corpse was only a white bone covered with cracks, without a trace of flesh and blood!

For this result, Song Xuan was quite satisfied.

There are a lot of killings, and he doesn't dare to say that his control of true qi has reached the level of supernatural power, but it is almost there.

Walking to the door of the mansion, Song Xuan, the team leader who had been thrown out by himself before, did not escape, but knelt on the ground and waited for him.

"Childe, the small one is willing to lead the way for you, the residences of officials from all walks of life in this city are clear!"

Song Xuan couldn't help but look at it twice, and then nodded, "Lead the way ahead!" ”

......

At noon, in the courtyard of the prefect's yamen, dozens of fat-headed and big-eared officials were tied up and thrown to the ground like pigs waiting to be slaughtered.

Most of them are in a coma.

Not far away, the team leader was digging a pit on the ground with a shovel, while Song Xuan looked up at the noon sun.

"Today's weather is good, the sun is warm at noon, and the yang energy is in full bloom, which is suitable for burying people!"

He said this very plainly, but at this time several officials woke up, trembled when they heard this, and struggled to crawl out of the yamen.

Seeing this, the team leader lifted the shovel in his hand, and a shovel slapped it over.

"Go in and get you!"

After several shots, he knocked a few people who wanted to escape into the dirt pit, and then he happily began to bury the earth, and soon, several people were screaming in fear and wailing, and the soil was completely buried over their heads.

The team leader added a few more handfuls of soil, trampled on it, and after making sure that it was solid, he continued to bury his head on the side and continue to dig the pit.

While digging a pit, observe who else wakes up.

These traitors, we can't let them die too easily, we must let them be buried alive when they are conscious, and let them die in regret and despair!

He didn't know if Childe meant that, but he estimated that if he did this, Childe might be more satisfied.

Sure enough, after he buried a few people alive, Childe looked at him with a little more recognition in his eyes, with appreciation in his eyes.

"I didn't expect you to be a talent!"

Song Xuan admired this person's method of burying people, and said with a smile: "Are you interested in coming to work in Xuanyiwei?" ”

Hearing this, the team leader knelt on the ground with a puff and kowtowed.

"I am loved by my lords, and my humble duties will be ruined, and I will swear to serve my lords to the death!"

Song Xuan's sleeve robe flicked, and a Xuanyi guard waist card fell in front of him.

"Let's start with a small flag!"

Song Xuan assigned him a task, "There are twelve counties in this Guangdong Prefecture, and there are hundreds of county seats, there should be a lot of damn officials."

Your next task is to identify which officials have completely surrendered to the thieves, and then bury them. ”

The head of the squad held the Xuanyi guard waist card tightly, with a fanatical face.

Great Zhou Xuanyiwei!

It was a special institution above hundreds of millions of people, a legal killing agency, and he was fortunate enough to be a member of it, and his children and grandchildren would have to thank him for seizing this opportunity.

"Don't worry, swear to complete your mission!"

As he spoke, he dug the pit harder, and with a smile on his face, he slapped the officials who woke up one after another on the ground into the pit with a shovel, and then buried them happily.

Song Xuan snorted, turned around and prepared to leave, "You can take care of the rest." By the way, what's your name? ”

"My lord, my humble surname is Ma Mingzhong, I have been catching fast for generations, and I am good at arresting, interrogating, ambushing, and tying up.... Family tradition of the practice of Fulonggong, the parents in the family are deceased, and they have not yet married a wife but have a concubine, if the adult is ......"

babbled a lot, and before he could finish speaking, Song Xuan's figure had already disappeared.

Let's just casually ask you what is your name, who cares how many wives and concubines you have in your family?

This kid is a thief, is he planning to take a concubine to sleep with his own official?

Bastard, are we the kind of people who have Wei Wu's legacy!

......

Destroying the prefect of Fucheng and a group of officials was just a matter of convenience for Song Xuan.

When he came to the Qing army camp outside the city, he found that Ying Yue was sitting on the hillside eating roasted whole sheep, while the fat and thin head Tuo and others, some of them were busy playing trumpets, and some were busy barbecuing with a flattering face.

"Husband!"

Seeing Song Xuan coming, Ying Yue hurriedly got up, with a smile in her eyes, and her eyes curved up like a crescent moon.

"Hungry, huh? Freshly grilled lamb skewers. Ying Yue handed Song Xuan a fragrant mutton skewer and pointed to the slimming head, "Xiaopang's skills are very good!" ”

Because of taking the Leopard Fetal Yijin Pill on Shenlong Island back then, Fat Toutuo's body suddenly lengthened by three feet within three months, and his skin was dripping with blood.

He was originally extremely tall, but suddenly he became shorter, and he was originally extremely thin, but he became swollen, and he became a big fat man.

So there is today's situation, the fat head is not fat but tall and thin, and the thin head is not thin, but short and fat.

"Madame has won the prize!"

is called chubby, and if he is someone else, he has to let the other party know why the flowers are so red.

But at this moment, being called so by Invite Yue, he has an extremely glorious feeling, in this world, not everyone is qualified to be nicknamed by such a peerless master.

For example, the fat head who is looking at him with envy in his eyes is not qualified.

Who let him not have a good barbecue cooking skill!

Song Xuan took a bite, and a smile couldn't help but appear on his face, and he said approvingly: "The heat is very good, and I can see that your barbecue technique is very sophisticated."

By the way, your name is ......."

Slender Toutuo's face was full of smiles, and he hurriedly said: "Childe can call me chubby, Madame has always called me that." ”

"Chubby, huh?"

Song Xuan looked at Ying Yue, "I think Fat Tiger is better." ”

Ying Yue was not convinced, "But Chubby screamed smoothly." ”

Song Xuan groaned for a moment, and said, "This is also true." ”

Looking at the thin head Tuo who was bowing down with a humble face, his voice was gentle, "Little fat, there is no future in a cult, are you interested in considering a change of career?" ”