Daqian Night Emperor

Chapter 241 Give Me a Reason Not to Kill Him
"Zhao Qi'an!!!"

When a hateful voice sounded from the courtyard, Zhao Qian raised his eyebrows and looked in the direction where the voice came from.

In the middle of the courtyard, servants were seen trying to hold down a young man.

The young man was probably less than twenty years old, with some blue hair around his lips. His originally handsome face was now distorted by hatred, and his eyes were fixed in the direction of Zhao Qian'an and the other man, as if they were about to spit fire.

Zhao Qi'an frowned slightly, and for a moment he couldn't remember who this person was.

At this moment, Zhao Linyuan came over with sweat all over his forehead, half-knelt in front of Zhao Qian'an and pleaded guilty: "Master, please forgive me. I was careless for a moment and let him escape, and even took the knife away..."

"Who is this person?"

Zhao Qi'an pointed at the young man who was pinned to the ground by the strong servant and asked in a cold voice.

Zhao Linyuan lowered his head and replied, "This person is Ruan Gongfeng's junior brother and Dingbo Hou's youngest direct disciple Wei Zhaofeng."

Is this another direct disciple of Marquis Dingbo?

Only then did Zhao Qi'an remember Wei Zhaofeng.

In fact, after Ruan Yu came to Beijing, he had already seen the portraits of Ruan Yu and his entourage, and Wei Zhaofeng's portrait was among them.

But a portrait is just a portrait after all, and there are still some differences from the real person. Besides, Zhao Qi'an didn't take Wei Zhaofeng too seriously, so it was normal for him to not remember him for a while when he suddenly saw him in the mansion.

Zhao Qi'an frowned slightly: "Why didn't you deal with the people around Ruan Yu? Could it be that Master Chu was kind to him because he was young?"

Zhao Linyuan could hear the dissatisfaction in Zhao Qi'an's words, and sweat broke out on his forehead. He hurriedly said, "Don't blame me, Boss. It's not that Master Chu handled this matter improperly. It's just that Wei Zhaofeng was captured by the Third Miss outside the palace and has been imprisoned in the dungeon of Fuxiang Tower."

"After all, he is the direct disciple of Marquis Dingbo. We, the subordinates, do not know whether the master has other uses for him. We dare not deal with him lightly. We can only wait for the master's decision."

This explanation finally made Zhao Qian'an's expression ease a little and his brows relaxed.

He looked at Wei Zhaofeng again, with a gleam in his eyes.

Lines of golden words appeared above Wei Zhaofeng's head.

【Name: Wei Zhaofeng】

[Bone age: 21]

[Life: Descendant of the Witch God (purple), Affinity with Water Spirits (purple), Three Souls Floating (gray), Red Poison (gray), Forcing Growth (gray)...]

【Loyalty: None】

[Qualification: Lower Class A (can be expanded to view attributes such as root bone, comprehension, and fortune)]

【Cultivation: Fifth-grade Zhoutian realm】

No wonder he was noticed by Lord Dingbo and accepted as his personal disciple.

Wei Zhaofeng's qualifications are one in a million.

But...why does Marquis Dingbo look like he is not prepared to cultivate his disciple well?
Wei Zhaofeng's current cultivation level of the fifth level of the Zhoutian realm was entirely built up by relying on a vast amount of resources. No one has even refined the medicinal properties in his body for him, so they have all become "poison" and accumulated in his dantian and meridians.

Moreover, a cultivator of the fifth level Zhoutian realm was pinned to the ground and unable to move by several servants of the seventh or eighth level. It seemed that Wei Zhaofeng had cultivation but lacked the strength to match their cultivation.

How strange...

When Zhao Qi'an was observing Wei Zhaofeng, Wei Zhaofeng felt a chill all over her body, as if she had been stripped naked and seen through.

He was a little afraid of Zhao Qian'an's gaze for a moment, but then he thought of the head of his senior brother that he had just seen, and he was overwhelmed by anger again: "Zhao Qian'an, you killed my senior brother, my master will not let you go!"

Zhao Qian'an was not angry at his incompetent rage, not even a ripple. He just glanced at him and turned away, looking at the prison van beside him.

In the prison car, there was a strange hairless ape.

At this moment, the hairless ape squatted in the prisoner's car very quietly, but its eyes kept glancing at Wei Zhaofeng involuntarily, with a hint of worry in its eyes. It concealed it very well, trying its best to pretend that it had nothing to do with Wei Zhaofeng.

But it couldn't escape Zhao Qian'an's eyes.

Zhao Qi'an turned sideways, looked at Zhao Linyuan, and asked, "Are you planning to take this spirit slave back to Haiqing City?"

Zhao Linyuan nodded and said, "After all, this Lingnu is the first wife of Dingbo Hou, and she knows a lot about Lingying Island. Bringing her back will also make it easier for the brothers to spy on Lingying Island."

Zhao Qi'an had not yet reacted, but Wei Zhaofeng, who was forced to kneel on the ground by a strong servant, reacted strongly when he heard this.

He didn't know where the strength came from, but he stood up abruptly, staring at the prisoner car with wide eyes: "It's a beast?! How could it be Master's first wife? You bastards, stop humiliating my Master!"

Wei Zhaofeng seemed to be unaware of his situation and interrupted their conversation again and again. Not to mention Zhao Qian'an, even Zhao Linyuan looked at him unfriendly.

Zhao Linyuan bowed to Zhao Qi'an and asked, "Boss, how are you going to deal with Wei Zhaofeng?"

Zhao Qi'an glanced at Zhao Wuwen standing beside him.

In order to avoid the flying knife, the little girl fell to the ground with a squat. Now she put her hands behind her back, rubbing her butt, with a sad look on her face.

"Since he has a deep friendship with Ruan Gongfeng, there is no point in keeping him. Just let him deal with it."

"Yes!"

When Zhao Linyuan received the order, he immediately revealed a grim smile, drew his sword, and strode towards Wei Zhaofeng.

As the shining blade got closer and closer to him, Wei Zhaofeng finally felt a little fear in his heart.

Although his cultivation was not low, he had never killed anyone or even seen blood since he was a child, so his courage was even less than that of ordinary people.

"Don't come over, don't come over..."

Wei Zhaofeng fell to the ground with a thud, and rolled and crawled backwards to hide.

When Zhao Linyuan raised the knife, he immediately put his hands in front of him, trembling all over like a sieve.

Just as the sword was about to fall murderously, a hoarse voice rang out.

"Don't kill him!"

"stop."

When Zhao Qi'an shouted "Stop", the sword that had already fallen finally stopped three inches above Wei Zhaofeng's forehead.

Wei Zhaofeng raised his eyes and looked at the blade that was so close to him. He collapsed to the ground as if all his strength had been drained away.

Zhao Linyuan held the knife in his hand and turned to look at Zhao Qian'an in confusion.

Zhao Qi'an had already walked slowly to the front of the prison car, looked down at the hairless ape in the prison car, and said, "Convince me not to kill him within three counts."

"three……"

The hairless ape immediately said, "He is the flesh and blood of the little witch master and I!"

There was a hint of surprise in Zhao Qi'an's eyes, but he still lowered one of the three fingers he extended: "Two..."

The hairless monster ape's face revealed an anxious look, and he spoke again at a very fast speed: "Ruan Shenxiu's life span is about to end. I don't know where he got the evil method of taking over other people's bodies to live again. Zhaofeng is the new body he cultivated personally!"

"one……"

"He is useful. You keep him. My life is yours!"

(End of this chapter)