Chapter 383

Zhu Shoujing led the retainers to fight An Qisheng to the death.

Tang Lanzhou waited for the returning Imperial Guard leader and was heading to Jiangmi Lane, preparing to wipe out the civil official forces in the Great Ming court.

And on the other side, An Ziyang and Mei Qinghe were also killing.

Killing Wu Lin people.

If Tang Lanzhou was carrying out large-scale, cluster-based efficient centralized slaughter, then what they were doing was the most consistent with the reputation of the Embroidered Uniform Guard—search, torture, slaughter.

For example, if officials were sheep, they would gather together when encountering a crisis and use their concentrated power and relationships to defend against the enemy. Then Wu Lin people were like birds, flying away in all directions at the first sign of danger, using others as their "cushions" by drawing lots.

There was no superiority or inferiority between the two; the power of officials was collective and power, while the power of Wu Lin people was individual and martial arts, and their reactions in a crisis were just out of their own habits.

But for the side killing, it was obviously more troublesome to kill Wu Lin people than officials.

Fortunately, this was the capital.

The lair of the Embroidered Uniform Guard.

Following Zhu Zai's order, countless Embroidered Uniform Guards living in the Embroidered Uniform Guard yamen spread out along the streets like a flock of crows leaving their nest, splashing blood and wails on every street.

As for An Ziyang and Mei Qinghe, they had no time to take care of the small fry of those second and third-rate sects.

They were going to catch the real big fish.

Facing the midday sun, An Ziyang walked slowly into an inn with his hands behind his back. Two retainers with white hair and beards and hunched backs followed behind, each carrying a huge iron box.

"Thousand-household."

An Embroidered Uniform Guard bowed, and when he separated his hands, sticky blood threads were drawn between his gloves.

"Tortured it out."

"Last night, the female disciple Liu Jin possessed was from the Kunlun Sect and was one of the first batches to arrive in the capital. And from the time, it was before the news released by Yingzhou reached the Kunlun Sect's territory that they had already set off."

An Ziyang twisted his fingers, his brows furrowed.

"Kunlun Sect, what is the relationship between that woman and Qiao Cailian?"

The Embroidered Uniform Guard lowered his head.

"Qiao Cailian is the master of the current head of the Kunlun Sect, and that woman is the biological daughter of the Kunlun head... Last night, that head also died at the hands of His Majesty."

An Ziyang raised his eyebrows.

It should be said that since following Li Miao, whether intentionally or unintentionally, these small actions of his were becoming more and more like Li Miao.

"The Kunlun Sect is also a sect inherited for a long time; in terms of foundation, it is already the strongest file after Shaolin and Wudang. If it were just rumors spread by Yingzhou, it shouldn't have been enough for them to bet on the Heaven-Men and the head in the sect."

"Just relying on that woman last night, she couldn't make such a big scene."

"There is more than one Liu Jin clone among these Wu Lin people."

An Ziyang turned around and waved his hand.

The Embroidered Uniform Guards in the room raised their blades in unison and slashed down at the people kneeling on the ground.

Clatter—

Blood splashed, flowing along the ground.

"Liu Jin's clones are limited; to incite so many Wu Lin people to come to the capital, at least seven or eight clones are needed to do it. He definitely didn't do it for the scene last night."

"Heh, it's just right."

"Just right to circle all Liu Jin's clones and slaughter them."

An Ziyang walked out of the inn, dozens of Embroidered Uniform Guards lined up on both sides, bowing in unison.

An Ziyang pointed his hand.

"Give this thousand-household, sweep street by street, kick the door and search house by house. No need to torture, but anyone with scars on their body, calluses on their hands, or meat on their body, kill them directly for this thousand-household."

"No need to care whether they are innocent or not; since they dare to come and join the fun, they must leave their lives behind."

"Let go and kill, this thousand-household will carry the lives!"

The Embroidered Uniform Guards took the order in unison.

"Yes! "

They turned and got on their horses, scattering along both sides of the street. At this time, the killing in the room was also finished.

The Embroidered Uniform Guard who spoke to An Ziyang walked to An Ziyang's side and asked in a low voice.

"Thousand-household, sweeping like this, in the end, it's just sweeping out some small fry... The real threats are those famous sects, perhaps they still have Heaven-Men who haven't appeared."

An Ziyang glanced at him.

"Can you think of it, and this thousand-household wouldn't?"

He flipped his palm and brought it in front of that person.

That person looked and was surprised.

In An Ziyang's palm, there were more than a dozen Gu worms like cocoons.

"Thousand-household, this is?"

"An improved version of the love Gu, raised by Thousand-household Li. Mother and child double Gu, no need to plant it in a lover, it's for positioning."

An Ziyang waved the Gu worms into the air and fell back into his palm, and then they were like being shaken awake, starting to shake their heads in An Ziyang's hand.

The Embroidered Uniform Guard didn't know why, looked for a long while, but gradually widened his eyes—these Gu worms shook for a while, and actually pointed their heads in the same direction in unison!

An Ziyang flicked his hand to collect them and sneered.

"When carrying the coffin last night, there were more than a dozen fools who came to carry it together. I saw they were still honest, so I didn't let His Majesty take their lives... But this thousand-household left these positioning Gu worms on them."

"I thought if they really left, this thousand-household would take charge and not pursue their sects. But I didn't expect that these dozen Gu worms would point in the same direction."

"Not only did they not leave, they even gathered together."

An Ziyang's smile became increasingly ferocious.

"More than a dozen people belonging to different sects, saw His Majesty kill people last night, not only didn't run away, but gathered together?"

"This thousand-household wants to see—who gave them the guts."

"You guys kill these small fish and shrimp clean, those big fish, this thousand-household and the two retainers will deal with!"

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Mei Qinghe slashed horizontally with her sword, cutting off the head of the person in front of her, and the corpse fell with a boom while holding a weapon.

She didn't look and stepped over the pool of blood to move forward.

All around were people fighting, and not far away there was the loud noise of Heaven-Men fighting, constantly exploding in her ears.

Mei Qinghe passed through the crowd and stared at a woman hiding in the corner.

This woman looked very young, a doll face, her stature had not yet grown, hiding in the corner with both hands covering her ears and trembling, even the long sword at her waist slipped out by half loosely.

Rather than saying she was a Wu Lin person, it was better to say she was a frightened child.

But Mei Qinghe did not take it lightly at all.

She approached slowly, her sword intent pointing at the vital points of the woman's body.

"Stop pretending."

"You are Liu Jin."

The woman heard Mei Qinghe's words, but didn't react at all, just buried her head deeper in her arms, like an ostrich that didn't want to face reality.

Mei Qinghe continued coldly.

"Although I... am not good at scheming, I practice the sword technique personally passed down by the Commander; he hopes I can get rid of the shackles of the five decays of Heaven-Man, so he added a lot of his understanding of nature-cultivation to it."

"Since I practiced this sword technique, everyone in the world has been a sword of various forms in my heart. Regardless of appearance, only intuition."

"Like you, a sword with rusted blade, pungent smell, and a sword body twisted like a snake but without a hilt, I have only seen one."

Mei Qinghe said slowly.

"That sword is called Liu Jinyi."

Following her words, the woman's trembling stopped.